"You crazy woman is talking nonsense! Buried hastily, do you want my son to be a lonely ghost? I, I will fight you."
Zhao Wenxiu was probably driven a little crazy by the death of her son. After hearing what the fairy said, she wanted to pounce on him... but was naturally held back by everyone.
The fairy aunt sneered: "I am doing my best to help you here. I will ask you one last time if you want to be buried immediately."
"You shameless bastard!"
Zhao Wenxiu looked like she was crazy. Not only did she scold the fairy, but several villagers who wanted to help Wang Dalong carry Wang Fei's body back were also scratched by her, causing injuries on their arms and faces.
The fairy turned around and left, going back to her shabby house at the end of the village.
"Okay, Xiao Chong, it's time for us to go home."
My dad picked me up, put me on my neck, and went home.
I turned around and looked back, and saw Zhao Wenxiu carrying Wang Fei's body towards her house.
The other villagers who were surrounding them also sighed and scattered away...
"Dad, why didn't they listen to what the crazy lady said?"
"In the future, you are no longer allowed to call me crazy nanny. You must call me fairy aunt."
"Oh, I understand. Then why don't you listen to the fairy?"
"Everyone actually thinks so. But as you can see, Wang Fei is not allowed to do anything. He also wants to hit and bite people. Since the people closest to the poor baby have spoken, how can we fight with her and rob her? Is that so? Not only can’t you live with it morally, there is no need for outsiders. Alas..."
After my dad finished speaking, he also sighed heavily.
Seems a little worried.
For these mysterious things, my father may be more convinced than other people in the village.
After all, he said it was a miracle that I was born successfully. And the small wooden plaque given to me by the wandering Taoist priest really saved my life today.
When I got home, my mom gave my dad a hard time.
"How can a baby be so young to see such a scary thing? As a father, you are really outrageous."
My dad argued with reason: "All the young adults in the village are here, and I am also beside him. Xiaozhong himself said he is not afraid."
"Yeah, yeah! Head to head."
I agree too.
Snapped!
I was lightly slapped on the head by my mother: "That's right. Hurry up and have dinner."
After that, two large bowls of steaming noodles were served.
"Yeah! Umbrella mushrooms and meat noodles. My favorite is eating Umbrella mushrooms. Mom, did you pick Umbrella mushrooms again today?"
The mushroom is a Sichuan dialect, and its scientific name is Ji Zongji. It is common in Yunnan, Sichuan, and Chongqing and is very delicious.
They usually grow at night when it rains, and they grow very quickly. Maybe you passed by the field the day before and there was nothing there. When it rains in the evening, early the next morning, people who go to farm will find that the fields are covered with large and small "umbrella mushrooms".
Speaking of which, my mom’s mushroom-smooth pork noodles are really amazing!
The noodle soup is clear and translucent, with pieces of mushrooms and evenly chopped meat in it. The meat is coated with a thin layer of soy flour. It not only tastes fragrant, but also tender and refreshing, so it is also called "Smooth meat".
There are some green chopped green onions and flavor-enhancing minced ginger and garlic cloves floating on the top of the noodle soup. The fragrance is so tempting!
I was still looking at the bowl happily, but my dad had already started eating the noodles.
He even wanted to secretly take a piece of meat from my bowl while I was talking.
My mother quickly covered the mouth of the bowl for me, glared at him and said, "Grab the meat from everyone, hum! I'll put my hand in the mousetrap for you."
Of course, she was joking with my dad, and I laughed too—the fear of seeing my peers drowning just now dissipated a little, which relieved my psychological pressure.
In fact, it is precisely because my parents have a good relationship and treat me well, so although I have been thin and sick since I was a child, I live a happy life. The personality is also relatively cheerful.
At that time, there were few entertainment options in rural areas, and there were not even televisions. People had to rest for a while after eating and then go to bed.
Maybe I was too tired during the day, so I fell asleep quickly.
Not even a dream.
However, in the middle of the night, I was suddenly awakened by a terrifying scream!
Originally, our village was not big, with just a few dozen households spread out along a ravine.
It's very quiet at night in the mountains. Such a loud cry woke up almost everyone in the village.
I heard my parents next door rustling out of bed and putting on their shoes, and then I saw them hurrying to my room.
"Baby, are you scared?"
My mother is a little worried. But I shook my head and said it was okay. We were in our own house and you and Dad were both there. What should I be afraid of?
Indeed, although I am frail and sickly, I have been quite courageous since I was a child.
"It seems like the sound is coming from the east." My dad looked a little weird, "Wang Dalong's family is over there."
There was also a flash of fear on my mother's face.
After a while... bang bang bang!
There was a knock on the door outside, which made people feel nervous.
"Which one?"
My dad yelled at the top of his lungs, and I saw his hands clenched hard.
"It's me, Wang Dehai. Xiao Wu, did you hear the sound? We plan to go to Wang Dalong's house to have a look."
I clearly felt that my dad breathed a sigh of relief and replied: "It's the old village chief? You want it, I'll be here right away."
Then I saw him getting dressed, holding a pole in his hand, walking to the main room and looking out through the crack of the door. Then the door opened.
As expected, it was the old village chief, and he also brought several young adults from the village with him. They were carrying poles and woodcutter, and they all held torches in their hands - there were also two people holding flashlights.
This time, my dad definitely didn’t allow me to go with him. After giving my mom and I a few words, he followed the old village chief and his entourage to Wang Fei’s house at the east end of the village.
What happened next was what my dad told me and my mom when he came back, and it was also horrifying...
By the way, my dad and the others ran all the way after going out, and soon arrived at the door of Wang Fei's house.
His family has a yard, which is usually quite beautiful. In addition to vegetables, he also grows some flowers.
But tonight, my dad and the village chief only felt a sinister atmosphere.
"Village chief, shall we go in?"
The village chief smoked his pipe, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded: "Let's go. There are so many people, so we don't have to worry about anything."
So they went in holding torches.
The yard was quiet, not even a sound of insects or frogs chirping.
The door was of course closed, so my dad boldly banged on the door and shouted.
"Old Wang, are you awake? Everyone just heard a noise in your house and wanted to come over and take a look."
However, no one responded.
My dad glanced at the old village chief, and his voice was low: "Xiao Wu, you and Huang San'er are very strong. You two go and break the door open."
need!
My dad nodded and told the others to step back. He and Huang San'er raised their feet together and kicked him hard.
boom!
The door was kicked open directly.
A cold wind swirled from inside the house and blew out.
My dad felt goosebumps on his body when he was blown by the wind. I couldn't help but shudder.
The same goes for Huang San'er next to him. The two looked at each other and felt something was wrong. My heart started to beat a little.
The room was pitch black, as if a monster had opened its mouth to eat someone!
Even when they held torches for lighting, they felt as if their eyes were covered with a layer of water vapor, foggy and blurry.
My dad gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it! There are so many of us, why are we afraid of a ball? We haven't seen anything yet, we just heard a cry, and we were so frightened. Come on, go in."
With that said, he prepared to enter.
Unexpectedly, at this time, a voice sounded outside the yard.
"You're quite brave, I'll go ahead."
As soon as my dad and the others turned around, they saw Fairy Girl slowly walking in from outside the yard.
It was so late at night, her clothes were in tatters and her long black hair almost covered her entire face, which was actually quite scary.
The village chief seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and suddenly smiled all over his face: "Xiangu, you are here? Okay, we feel at ease now that you are here."
The fairy lady didn't say anything, she just walked straight to my dad and took the torch from his hand.
Then he walked into the dark room first, followed by others.
As soon as they entered the main room, the sight in front of them made everyone's scalp numb and the soles of their feet cold!
I saw a dark coffin without a lid, placed in the center of the room. Wang Fei, who drowned during the day, should be placed there.
On the right side of the coffin, Zhao Wenxiu was lying on the coffin, motionless, obviously out of breath. But there was a weird smile on his face, which was already frozen.
In front of the coffin near the door, Wang Dalong was lying on the ground with his face facing forward. It seemed that he wanted to escape outside...
The horrifying scream that woke up the whole village just now must have come from him.
My dad and the others didn't dare to move and looked at the fairy.
She said: "There are three fires in a man. You hold the torch in one hand and press it on your forehead with the other hand. Try hard to imagine a ball of fire rushing out of your head."
My dad and the others quickly followed suit, thinking hard in their minds.
As a result, don't tell me, the eerie and cold atmosphere in the room was really reduced, and there was a hint of warmth.
The fairy girl walked forward and turned over Wang Dalong's body on the ground - his eyes were wide open, his expression was horrified, and he felt like he was refusing to die in peace.
"Wu Yunfei, come here and help me illuminate it."
"Oh, yes."
My dad hurried forward and approached holding a torch.
By the light of the fire, the fairy girl used two fingers to pry open Wang Dalong's closed mouth.
People around you can see a lot of light red and white foamy liquid in the mouth and nose.
She picked up the corpse's hands again and could clearly see that the hands were white and the skin had wrinkles.
My dad subconsciously exclaimed: "It looks like it has been soaked in water? And it has been a long time. But didn't Lao Wang just call out from the top of the house?"
How could one die by drowning in one's own home, on land?
Ah!
The fairy aunt sneered: "If you were beaten to death by the water, it would be as if you were soaked in water."
She frowned: "It seems that I was a little blind. I didn't expect such a little baby to have so much resentment. And he even killed his parents indiscriminately. But also, once it turns into a serious evil, He is no longer the same person."
As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the uncovered coffin in the middle of the hall.
