She shook her head, holding a piece of grass in her hand and rubbing it from side to side, "No, I still have things to do. Thank you brother for your kindness."
Yes, she is still an obsessive girl.
We passed by the village chief's house, and the coughing on the second floor became even louder, one after another, as if they were going to cough up their lungs before they stopped.
But the little girl seemed not to hear it and continued to walk forward lightly.
The route was a bit familiar, and then the small courtyard I saw during the day appeared in front of me.
The moonlight is white and green, shining on the dead mountains and fields.
The crows of crows came from the woods, drifting far and near, high and low in the night wind, which was eerie and terrifying.
I stood in front of the courtyard gate, looking at the rusty iron gate, and sighed that this gate really has a sense of age.
The little girl pointed at the grass in her hand and said happily: "My home is here, I am a girl from the Li family. Brother, can you push the door down for me? I can't touch it."
These words were filled with sadness both inside and out, so naturally I couldn't refuse.
There was a "click" and the door opened.
I shook the iron filings in my hand and looked around.
Densely covered spider webs can be seen everywhere in the courtyard, winding rain traces remain on the inner walls, and the moss-covered stone tables and benches in the center are tilted this way and that, creating a desolate and dilapidated scene.
Hearing the sound, an old woman with only the whites of her eyes and a cane walked in from the guest room tremblingly.
She hesitated, "Is it Village Chief Zhao?"
It's past one in the morning now, and in another hour, the early rooster will crow.
The old woman was not surprised to have a visitor, but instead of asking who the visitor was, she directly asked if it was Village Chief Zhao. Could it be that Village Chief Zhao had a strange hobby of visiting villagers at night?
When the little girl heard the old woman's familiar voice, there were two lines of blood and tears in her dark eyes.
She wiped away her tears and ran towards the old woman unsteadily, "Grandma! It's me, Ke'er!"
When the old woman saw Li Ke'er, she was stunned for a moment, and then burst into tears.
It turns out that the old woman can see the souls of people after death and has psychic eyes.
She shouted to the sky, "God! You are finally willing to open your eyes. I want my Li family to live a clean life and do things in an orderly manner, but because ancestor Zhao Tian was greedy for the excellent qi of the Li family, my family was ruined."
, even my granddaughter, who was less than ten years old, was brutally murdered, one of her eyes was gouged out, and she was buried alive."
Li Keer threw herself into the arms of Mrs. Li and cried loudly until her voice became hoarse, "Grandma, my granddaughter is sorry for you, she has never been able to visit you.
After my death, a Taoist priest took me in. He said that I was too resentful to be reincarnated, but he would not destroy me. He gave me a fortune telling and taught me some skills, and then let me go. I attached
It's because of Zhao Wei that I can come to see you."
Mrs. Li stroked Li Ke'er's hair lovingly and said slowly: "Grandma, I don't blame you. The fault lies only with the Zhao Tian family. In recent days, I have found a way to deal with the ancestors of the Zhao family. I am just afraid that I
I am not strong enough to fight against that shameless old thief, and I will bring trouble to you."
Li Ke'er covered her mouth and snickered, "Then Zhao Wei has been haunted by my resentment for several days, and now he is lingering at home. Presumably the old ghost enshrined in his family has also been affected, so we have a greater chance of winning."
The name of Village Chief Zhao is Zhao Tian, and Zhao Wei is his son. The three members of his family are bound to his ancestors.
Everything gradually became clear.
The two finally stopped crying and helped each other walk into the house.
Li Ke'er flipped her little hands and invited me into the house.
She took me into the small room where she lived, pointing to a dilapidated cabinet, and I took out a piece of yellow paper from the bottom. There were many densely packed talismans on it, but it didn't look like talisman paper to ward off ghosts.
"You can help me burn it."
Her expression was calm, as if she was stating something that had nothing to do with her.
I lit the yellow paper, and the flames engulfed the words and pictures on the paper, and then slowly extinguished. After a burst of smoke, the yellow paper turned into ashes.
The ashes floated by themselves without wind, and eventually dispersed, just like the soul that was in flight.
I turned around and looked at Li Ke'er, suddenly feeling an unknown premonition.
"you……"
She interrupted me, with a smile on her face, "Brother, are you willing to help me?"
I hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "We will definitely get to the bottom of this matter."
"Thank you," she looked up at me, "you are a very kind and good person, but what I want to tell you is that in this world, no matter good or evil, beautiful or ugly, there will always be two sides, and some people may be very bad.
Take Zhao Tian's family for example. But some people are good people."
Her expression was serious and serious.
I couldn't help but ask her, "What about you?"
Her eyes were soft and deep, she slightly curved her lips and smiled, "Brother thinks Ke'er is a good person, then Ke'er is good."
Looking at Li Keer's appearance, it is really unimaginable that she would harm those innocent people. Even though her eyes are empty and dark, her smile can give people the illusion that her eyes are filled with stars when she smiles.
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I was silent for a while, "...hmm."
Early the next morning, just after dawn, the crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs came one after another, waking up all the dogs in the village.
Zhou Xing and I arrived at Zhaojia Village early again, but suddenly we saw a man wearing overalls standing outside the village gate.
This man was in his forties, with an ordinary appearance and a gentle manner. He stood at the entrance of the village and looked around, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
I frowned, and when I came to the village gate, I stepped forward and asked, "Who are you?"
The man looked me up and down, and finally, as if he had confirmed my identity, his eyes suddenly brightened, "I, I am Wang Tie, the head of the village next door. I came to see you this time because I want to talk to you.
It’s not convenient to talk about this matter in Zhaojiacun here, we..."
He looked very nervous, as if he had something to hide, but if what he was about to say was helpful to the case, it would be a rare breakthrough.
"Oh, okay." I turned sideways and motioned for him to lead the way.
After several people came to the ruins of a dilapidated abandoned house, he said: "You should know that a murder occurred in Zhaojiacun, right?"
I nodded and said, "I know. I just came here yesterday and I don't know the specific situation."
"We were originally villagers in Zhaojia Village, but we had no other choice, so we rebuilt the village separately. We are the Wang family, so we called it Wangjia Village." Village Chief Wang sighed, and then became angry again: "We are the ones who
Although people are poor, they still have a sense of justice in their bones and cannot bear to see evil spirits doing evil. Unfortunately, we can't fight them, otherwise we wouldn't have been forced to move out of Zhaojia Village. But we don't regret it at all. There are no good people in Zhaojia Village.