Master Ye heard my words and was about to speak when he was stopped by the village chief.
"The two of you must be tired after coming all the way here.”
I raised my head and sized up the village chief. It was already the middle of winter, but he was dressed a little thinly. On the outside was a Chinese tunic suit that had been washed until it was white. Inside was a sweater. It looked like he had been wearing it for some time.
He was not tall, about 1.65 meters tall. He was very thin, and his skinny appearance made him look weak. His prominent cheekbones could be clearly seen on his entire face, and his deeply sunken eyes made it easy to guess that it was because he often stayed up late.
"Then I'll have to trouble you." Master Ye replied with a smile.
The owner of the house walked in. It was a middle-aged man with a woman beside him. She was dressed very plainly.
She was wearing a blue floral cotton jacket, a pair of dark-colored cotton pants, and a pair of exquisite embroidered shoes with azalea flowers. She looked a little out of place in this era.
The man was big and burly, making even a small man like me feel a little scared. Perhaps because he smoked all year round, he had a mouthful of big yellow teeth. The beard on his face had not been shaved for a long time, and he looked listless.
The village chief whispered to the two people for a while before leaving in a hurry.
Only the four of us were left in the room.
Everyone introduced themselves to each other, and I learned that the woman was the mistress of this place, Du Juan, and the man was Zhang Dashan.
The two of them were married by their parents 'orders. I don't know if they have feelings for each other, but everything in the mountains is still quite backward.
The simple dishes on the table were all prepared by Du Juan. I saw that she was only 25 or 26 years old. Because she had to do farm work in the mountains all year round, her skin was rough and she looked a little old.
However, I was puzzled. In this busy environment, Du Juan shouldn't look like this. It seemed like there was something fishy going on.
After dinner, Du Juan led me to my room. She made a bed for me and even specially brought a stove, saying that it was cold in the mountains at night.
"Thank you."
Du Juan smiled and tidied up the house." You're welcome. You're here to solve our family's problems. I should be the one thanking you."”
I nodded. Du Juan hadn't stepped out of the door yet. I pulled her and asked," Sister-in-law, I want to ask you something."”
Du Juan looked hesitant. After a while, she slowly said," Go ahead.”
"Do you know the background of the ghost that the village chief invited us to catch this time?”
Du Juan's expression changed when she heard what I asked about the female ghost. She answered my question evasively," How can a woman like me know about these things? You should ask the village chief tomorrow. I think he will tell you the reason.”
"Yes, I am. " Then…" I was going to ask about other things, but Zhang Dashan, who was smoking in the yard, started shouting at Du Juan when he saw that she hadn't gone out for a long time. He sounded a little unhappy.
Du Juan blushed in embarrassment. She looked at me and said," Go to sleep first. If anything happens, call me." I'll go out first."
Du Juan's reaction made me even more worried about this trip. This seemingly ordinary and isolated place seemed to be deliberately hiding an astonishing secret.
At night, I lay in bed, but I felt that there was a smell in this room. It was so stuffy that I couldn't breathe.
I tossed and turned, not knowing what to do. The pain in my ankle made it even harder for me to sleep.
I covered my head with the blanket. Occasionally, I could still hear the barking of dogs from the village. The sound of the door opening reached my ears. My consciousness changed from confusion to clarity.
After a while, there was almost no more movement. Only then did I dare to secretly open a gap in the blanket and look out.
However, the scene in front of me almost made me cry out. In the dark room, through the moonlight that seeped in through the window, I could vaguely see a woman in a red wedding dress sitting in front of the mirror, doing her makeup.
She had dressed everything up. The originally festive colors were a little heart-wrenching to her.
The white silk was very desolate in the night. She threw it forcefully and it was thrown onto the beam. A pair of embroidered shoes and a pair of small feet stood on the stool. With a plop, everything was over and she struggled a little.
Her face was purple and her eyes were staring at the door. Her face was filled with hatred as she died.
I woke up from my dream. It was already dawn. The chickens that had just been released in the courtyard began to flutter and search for food. I only felt that the dream was so real.
I raised my head and looked at the beam. Eh, that was strange. The beam was no longer there, or rather, it had been replaced. Because it was very wooden, one could tell at a glance that it was new.
After Master Ye and I finished packing, we planned to go to the village chief to understand the situation. This way, it would be easier to get started. If we were to fight head-on like last time, there would probably be no victory to speak of.
Along the way, there were many people secretly looking at Master Ye and me. I only felt that their eyes seemed to have seen something strange, but there was also a feeling that I couldn't describe.
It seems that the secret we are about to reveal is a great taboo for them.
Master Ye and I went to the village chief's house. His house was a little simple and crude, completely different from Chang Dashan's house.
Seeing that we had arrived, the village chief immediately put down the things he was weaving and came forward to welcome us. "Yo, you guys are here!"
The village chief's wife brought a stool for Master Ye and me, and the three of us sat down.
"Village chief, do you know anything about that female ghost? For example, some things about her when she was alive?"
The village chief's reaction was almost exactly the same as Du Juan's. This made me even more certain that there was something fishy going on.
" This, I really…" Village Chief wanted to say something but hesitated.
I saw that Ye Sangan was anxious but could not say a word, so I spoke first," Village chief, you also know how deep the resentment of that female ghost is. As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle. We don't understand this. Isn't this asking us to die? Then we are not willing."
When the village chief heard me say this, he immediately became anxious. After hesitating for a while, he said," I'll talk, I'll talk.”
The story had to start from forty years ago. At that time, Scholartree Village was a happy and harmonious place. It could be said to be a paradise.
However, one day, a young painter suddenly came. Looking at his clothes and the money in his arms, he knew that he was a rich young master.
His arrival caused quite a stir in the village. At first, he said that he was here to collect folk songs and paint. The villagers didn't understand either, but they still treated him very warmly.
At that time, he lived in a Su family in the village. There was a girl in the Su family who was only eighteen years old. She was very beautiful and had a beautiful appearance that made many young men in the village miss her.
Ever since the painter came, the two of them had their first awakening of love and quickly became familiar with each other.
He was supposed to stay for a month or two before leaving, but he didn't expect to stay for half a year.
Although the Su family did not know much about the painter's family affairs, everyone could see that he was usually upright and upright. Such a couple had almost received the blessings of the entire village.
Originally, he had intended to arrange for the two newlyweds to get married. However, one summer day, the painter said that he had gone to the bamboo forest at the back of the mountain to paint. However, he had not returned for a long time. Later, people found his body in the ravine at the back of the mountain.
Since the villagers did not know where he came from, they naturally could not contact his family. Therefore, the Su family did a ritual to bury the painter.
However, how could this death be an accident? It was clearly man-made.
This man was Zhang Dashan's father. At that time, he was already married to Zhang Dashan's mother. However, he was old, and there was nothing to see.
Therefore, he was thinking about the Su family's girl. However, when he saw that the Su family's girl was about to marry the painter, he was unwilling. Therefore, he decided to go all out and find someone to end the painter.
How could a girl from the Su family be willing to marry such a person? So on the night of her wedding, she hanged herself in Zhang Dashan's wedding room...
After listening to the village chief's explanation, Master Ye and I were enlightened. It seemed that the reason why she had been pestering Zhang Dashan and his family was probably because of this incident.
On the way back to Zhang Dashan's house with Master Ye, I told him about the dream I had last night. Master Ye was also surprised.
"Are you sure that the person you saw in your dream was the girl from the Smiths? Don't tell me you heard the village chief's words and made them up to scare me.”
I looked at Master Ye's expression and curled my lips helplessly." Do you think I'm this bored now?"”
"In that case, it's not too difficult. However, what should we do?”
I asked Master Ye to come over and tell him his idea. Master Ye looked at me and said," Will this work?" I might as well take this talisman paper or something and go up and destroy her soul.”
I looked at Master Ye." Can you be more innocent? Don't fight and kill all day long. It's so bloody, okay?"”
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