Qian Fufang said angrily, Xinglong, I have sores like fruit bubbles all over my body, all because the old woman boiled water and poured it on the scarecrow. She mistook the scarecrow for me, so I was out of luck.
That's weird, that scarecrow has nothing to do with you, so why does it happen to you as soon as boiling water is poured on the scarecrow? Zhen Xinglong asked puzzledly.
I don’t know what kind of magic the old woman used. I hate her so much. Xinglong, we have to wait here. I believe the old lady will come home. When she comes home, you will return the 4,000 yuan to her, and she will stop boiling water and pouring it on the scarecrow, and my sores will be healed. . Qian Fufang looked around as she spoke, but Hou Jinzhi's mother was nowhere to be seen.
You wait here while I go to the house where there are people over there and ask where the old lady has gone. Zhen Xinglong said nothing and walked towards the house where there were people over there.
Qian Fufang originally wanted to go with him, but she thought to herself: How can I meet people with the sores on my face? She had to stand here and wait.
After a while, Zhen Xinglong turned around and said, "Fufang, I asked. The old lady went to collect firewood on the mountain behind the house. She probably won't be back until evening." We couldn't wait, it was too late, and there was no bus back to the city. I went to the back mountain to find the old woman, returned the money to her and left.
OK! I'll go with you to the hill behind the house to find the old woman. Qian Fufang welcomed Xinglong to the town and said.
Just don’t go! Wait for me here. The road on the mountain is difficult and you are a patient. Zhen Xinglong said, turned around and prepared to go to the mountain behind the house to look for it.
Qian Fufang followed up and said, I'm just a skin patient, it's not like I can't walk.
Then you come with me. Zhen Xinglong said, striding forward.
Qian Fufang followed him as if running, and arrived behind the rows of tiled houses in Houzhuang, where it was very quiet. Qian Fufang suddenly stopped Zhen Xinglong and said, why are you walking so fast? Wait for me. Zhen Xinglong simply stood and complained, "I asked you to wait for me here, but you refused, and you can't beat me when you walk."
Qian Fufang approached him, took a look at the sores on the backs of her left and right hands, and said, avoiding the topic, Xinglong, I hate that old woman. If she hadn't done that, would I have sores all over my body?
Who told you to default on your debt? Zhen Xinglong said.
Qian Fufang was not angry when she saw him questioning him. She avoided the topic again and said, Xinglong, I have a way to cure my illness without having to pay back the money.
Zhen Xinglong walked under the shadow of a jujube tree, raised his head and asked in surprise, what did you say?
Qian Fufang repeated what she had said, and Zhen Xinglong said, "Then tell me what method can be used to get the best of both worlds."
Qian Fufang looked around and saw no one else, so she approached Zhen Xinglong and whispered, "The old lady has caused me so much pain, I want to torture her to death." Isn't she collecting firewood on the mountain? If we go up the mountain and find her, we will trick her into a cliff, push her into a deep gorge and throw her to death. Wouldn't others think she fell to death on her own? If the old woman dies, she won’t be able to go home and boil water to pour on the scarecrow stuck vertically by the patio. The 4,000 yuan I owe her daughter doesn’t need to be paid back to her as her daughter’s legacy.
It's a good idea, but it's too risky. Once someone is discovered and reported, they will be arrested and sentenced to death. Zhen Xinglong said, as if he was afraid of the difficulty.
Qian Fufang said, God does not know, ghosts do it without knowing it, who would know? Besides, if you can't handle an old woman, are you still a man? have you heard of it? If you are not a poisonous person and are not a husband, are you considered a husband?
Zhen Xinglong felt that what she said made sense, so he expressed his position, "Fu Fang, let's go into the mountains together. When we find the old woman, you can follow me to see what's going on. If you find an outsider, just cough dryly and remind me not to act rashly."
That can. I don't want to kill the old lady, I feel uncomfortable holding in my breath. Qian Fufang said and followed Zhen Xinglong.
The back mountain is quite high and is a rolling mountain range. Zhen Xinglong and his wife walked along a bird path halfway up the mountain. They were surrounded by lush forests and bamboos in front and behind. They could only hear the chirping of birds, the whining wind and the gurgling water, but they could not see or find the old woman collecting firewood. .
Zhen Xinglong looked around and saw no one, so he backed down and said, "Damn it, I can't find him. Let's go down the mountain!" It would be more reliable to wait at the old woman's doorstep.
Qian Fufang's legs became weak from walking, and a thin line of sweat broke out on her forehead. But she refused to give up. She raised her finger and pointed to a mountain ridge not far away on the left and said, "Go over there and look for it. If you still can't find it, we will go down the mountain. As you said, there is a copper lock hanging at her house." Waiting at the door.
As he was talking, a woman's singing voice suddenly came from the woods on the right -
The eighty-year-old mother-in-law chops down mugwort and feeds it.
If you don't die, you need firewood.
Death is not like a lamp going out.
Go and report to the King of Hell...
Zhen Xinglong followed the sound and walked into the forest on the right. Qian Fufang followed, keeping a distance of more than ten meters from him. Walking a little further in front of the forest, he saw an old mother with gray hair and a little hunchback, singing and singing on the mountain road. The branches of miscellaneous trees are tied into bundles.
Zhen Xinglong had never seen Hou Jinzhi's mother, so he turned his head and said to Qian Fufang, who was slowly approaching him, "Look, is this firewood-binding mother the person we are looking for?" Qian Fufang looked at it carefully and whispered, yes, Hou Jinzhi's mother was like this. I became blind when I saw her. She poured boiling water on the scarecrow in her house three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, causing me to be covered with blood. The sores made me miserable. Today is an opportunity.
She pointed to the front of the steep mountain road and continued, "Xinglong, you have to find a way to lead this old woman to the front and push her down into the bottomless valley and fall to death to relieve the hatred in my heart." Who told her to use such evil methods to punish me?
Zhen Xinglong nodded and said, Jinzhi, don't worry, what can you do? There is no one on this mountain. I can forcefully pull the old woman over and push her into the ravine. Who knows? Even if someone found out later, they would think that she accidentally fell to death.
It's up to you. I know her, so I can't show her. Once she shows up, the old lady will be wary or ask me for debt. Qian Fufang said, no longer moving forward, but ducked in front of a clump of lush branches, sometimes squatting down, sometimes raising her head, or secretly observing the movement in front of her through the gaps between the branches and leaves.
At this moment, the mother was still humming. Zhen Xinglong, a tall and handsome man walked over, she noticed it, and stopped humming.
Zhen Xinglong did not grab his mother and drag her to the edge of the steep cliff as cruelly as he initially thought, push her into the ravine and throw her to death, and let her see the King of Hell in one step. Instead, he went to strike up a conversation. Alas, old man, I have something to do when I go into the mountains. Because the forest is deep and there are many forks in the road, I got lost. I hope you can give me some advice.
My mother had tied a bundle of firewood and was tying a second bundle of firewood. She planned to tie the firewood into two bundles, so she used a pointed pole with a fork at both ends to pick it up and go down the mountain.
At this time, when someone came to ask, he raised his hand and said, "Young people, you go west along this mountain road. After passing Sandao Ridge, you can get on the winding mountain road. Then turn left and go out of the mountain for a while, which is Wujin." town.
OK Zhen Xinglong said, not walking, but standing in front of his mother and saying, "You are so old, are you still cutting firewood?" !
Mom smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on her face trembled. She said, I didn’t sing just now: The eighty-year-old mother-in-law chopped down mugwort to feed her, and if she didn’t die, she would have to burn it with firewood. I haven’t seen the King of Hell yet, so as long as I can move, I have to work!
Zhen Xinglong also smiled strangely, and a sinister shadow flashed across his pale face. He thought to himself: I will ask you to see the King of Hell soon. But I am still very polite when I say it. Old man, it is not easy at such an old age. I am very grateful to you for showing me the way. Let me carry this load of firewood down the mountain with you!
How to make it happen?
Makes! Give me a chance and let me be your quasi-son for a while and show my filial piety.
That also makes. You are a good person! It's a pity that I am a single child not in China, but in Macau.
Zhen Xinglong didn't mind chatting with his mother, so he went over to pick up the pointed pole, forked the two bundles of firewood, and walked forward, intending to ask his mother to follow him. When he reached the steep cliff, he suddenly stopped. He came down and unexpectedly pushed my mother into a deep ravine, leaving her to die in mourning.
Suddenly, my mother said, "Young man, you are on the wrong track." I was stunned for a moment, then continued, OK, you can walk there too, it's just a little further away from my house, but the road is wide, making it easier to walk.
Old man, I am not committing any crime. I am young and have plenty of strength. I can walk a little longer. Zhen Xinglong turned around as he spoke, and when he saw his mother following him, the sinister shadow on his face became even more obvious.
Just as we approached the steep cliff, we saw that there was a bottomless ravine under the cliff. Zhen Xinglong unloaded the load of firewood on his shoulders and rested, waiting for his mother to take a few steps over and he was about to take action.
At this moment, what Zhen Xinglong didn't expect was that his mother suddenly stopped walking. She put one hand on her hips and pointed at Zhen Xinglong with the other. She shouted angrily in a rough male voice, "Vice President of the town, you are not a financial cadre in vain." , with a heart of snake and scorpion, do you want Hou Jinzhi’s mother to come over and push her down the roadside ravine to her death?
Do you think that by throwing her to death, you can pay off the debt your wife owes Hou Jinzhi? You thought no one would ever ask your wife for debt again, right?
Tell you, no way! If you obediently pay back the 4,000 yuan debt to Hou Jinzhi's mother on behalf of your wife today, Hou Jinzhi will stop looking for you, and I will let you go.
Even if you have murderous intentions, as long as you stop immediately, I will forget about it. Otherwise, not only will your wife's sores all over her body not be cured, but you will also have a hard time dying.
Zhen Xinglong was horrified when he heard this. He saw that his mother still looked like his mother, but the voice and demeanor were no longer his mother, but an old man with a strong aura that could calm him down.
Zhen Xinglong heard his wife say before that Hou Jinzhi's father died before his daughter. Could it be that the soul of Hou Jinzhi's father is possessing his wife today?
Zhen Xinglong was not afraid of ghosts originally, but now he was in a different situation. After all, he had evil thoughts and was possessed by the person in front of him. Naturally, he felt guilty. In addition, in this uninhabited barren mountain and wilderness, which is most likely to be haunted, he couldn't help but feel guilty. be terrified.
How can Zhen Xinglong dare to attack the mother who is possessed by the soul? He turned around and ran to the fork in front of him, his body still trembling.
According to reports, he should have returned on his way, but the possessed mother was standing there. It looked like she was the mother, but in fact she was no longer the mother. She was a living ghost. If she collided head-on with him, it would undoubtedly be a risk.
Unfortunately, he didn't push his mother into the ravine under the cliff and fall to death. He was really afraid that this living ghost would push him down and fall to death. Where can I get an account if I die? What's more, he didn't want to die, he was still young, and he was a bank executive with a promising future.
