"Carry the deepest confusion in your heart and solve it by touching the monument of all generations."
"Try it, if you're in doubt."
The many small moving totems on the stone tablet moved and gathered in front of my eyes. They seemed to attract my attention.
There was an inexplicable attraction from the stone tablet, which stirred the heartstrings and pulled the arms.
When I realized later, my hand had already been raised and slowly reached towards the stone tablet.
I glanced at Li Youyou with a questioning look, and she nodded: "You can touch it."
"The Ten Thousand Generations Monument can eat ghosts, but that's for lonely ghosts. The ghosts will be swallowed up if they can't bear the cost of solving the mystery of the Ten Thousand Generations Monument."
"There will be no such problems with great evil and violence, but you are the Three Nothings."
With her words, I relaxed and touched the stone tablet with my five fingers.
It feels stiff to the touch, and the rough surface constantly sends out a biting chill.
He pressed his palm further against it, and suddenly a sharp, piercing breath rushed into his hand and penetrated into his soul.
Everything in the world in front of me was distorted, and all the pictures fell into a strange splicing. Suddenly, these pictures began to recover.
It’s just that the world in front of us has changed.
Now I am looking at everything from a sideline perspective, a spectator.
The scene was also extremely familiar. This was Zhang Asi's former home.
In the layout of the main room that I remember deeply, two people were arguing.
Men and women.
The woman is Zhang Asi’s mother, and I have also met the man.
That was Zhang Ahsi's father, but he died before Zhang Ahsi was born.
There was something eye-catching on the white cloth on the table in the main room. It was a mangled face.
Even if only half of the face is left, you can clearly see the horrifying look on that face.
The woman roared at the man with red eyes: "Why! Why are you Zhang family still unwilling to let go? You still persist in that obsession."
"These two children died in your hands, and you haven't given up on your thoughts. They are all fresh life, the flesh that fell from my body."
Compared to the woman who is dizzy with sadness, the man's face is colder, with no trace of sadness at all.
He wrapped that half of his face in white cloth.
"Is he really dead? I still can't escape my fate... I still can't escape the ghost in the ancestral grave...".
The woman begged and grabbed the man's hand: "Stop guarding that grave. No matter what is in that grave, we don't care. Both of our children died because of it."
"Don't think about that anymore, and don't go to the ancestral graves."
"How about we move away? Let's change places."
"That thing hates the Zhang family. It wants to take revenge on the Zhang family. Two of our children died because of the Zhang family. Is this tragedy going to continue?"
The man held the woman's hand and comforted her: "The Zhang family will definitely protect us, and the Zhang family's bloodline will definitely be continued."
"That ghost is the fruit of the Zhang family."
My eyes were in a trance. This conversation should have happened before Zhang Asi was born.
According to Zhang Asi's mother, the mutilated face should be one of Zhang Asi's brothers.
Is this recalling the past?
There was chaos and distortion in front of my eyes. When my eyes returned to normal, the scene had changed.
This time the place is the Zhang family’s ancestral tomb.
It was still the blood-brown grave bag. There was a hole in the front of the grave bag, and a blood-stained shovel was inserted on the side.
Zhang Asi's father sat in front of the grave and looked at the man in a daze.
There was a commotion in the forest, and a woman walked out. It was Zhang Asi's mother.
The woman's eyes are dull, as rigid and clean as white paper,
She came to the grave and asked the man:
"There is no such thing as a ghost."
"Our two children were not killed by the ghost in the Zhang family's ancestral tomb, right? There was no such ghost at all."
"Someone saw that you took the second son to this ancestral grave on the day he died, but when you came back, you came back with half of the second son's face."
"The day before the boss left, you also brought him here."
"The child's father...were our two children killed by you?".
"What do you Zhang family want to do? Why do you want to kill my child by guarding the tomb all day long?"
The man continued to look at the grave but did not respond. The woman rushed forward and tried to pull him away from the grave.
But she couldn't pull it with the strength of a woman.
She seemed to be pleading and said: "Let's go...don't worry about the Zhang family's affairs...you have been obsessed with the Zhang family...".
"Don't come here again. No matter what your father wants you to do, don't listen."
"I will never forgive you for those two children, but we have another child...I am pregnant."
"Maybe it's a boy".
"How about we leave here and walk out of Niuma Village?".
I became even more confused after hearing this,
If this happened in the past, does it mean that Zhang Asi's two brothers were not killed by ghosts, but by Zhang Asi's father?
Indeed, this point has some holes as I understand the truth.
As far as I know, Zhang Ah Si’s father released the Pee-e-peei after the death of his two children.
Then the death of his two children had nothing to do with Peeves.
Everything in front of me now is a perfect representation of the past and the truth of the matter.
The woman begged the man in front of the grave. She touched her belly and even used her child to soften the man's obsession. She was crazy, but the man ignored her at all.
In the end, the woman sat weakly on the ground, covering her stomach with her hands, and giggled sadly:
"You're still like this, always like this."
"I didn't want children after we got married, but you said that you were shouldering the responsibilities and blood of the Zhang family. Because of your insistence, we had three children."
"You never pay attention to those children. The place you go to the most is always your family's ancestral grave."
"I don't expect you to be a father with all your heart, but I didn't expect you to harm them. It was you, the father, who killed those two children."
"You are their father... Is this also the obsession of your Zhang family?"
"Why should I use my child to help your Zhang family?"
"Am I even a tool of your Zhang family?".
After continuously tapping his heart and asking questions, the man shook his body and turned his head. He looked at the woman with raised eyebrows:
"I don't understand what you are saying."
"What child...what did I kill your child?"
"The Zhang family... I'm not from the Zhang family, I don't have a surname!".
The man's face was torn from the middle of his nose, and his face was piled up and separated.
Inside was an unfamiliar face, which spoke coldly.
