Yang Guo, who was following behind, was also shocked. She patted the uneasy child in her arms and looked at Jian Binfen.
"Hurry up and leave!" Fukuyama Sawada did not explain and quickened his pace towards the homestay.
The night wind blew away the dark clouds, revealing the moonlight. The silver moonlight shone on the small Buddha statues on both sides of the road. She could faintly hear the ethereal singing of children. If one listened carefully, it was the song that Meng Yan had just sung: Fine, fine, fine and small. The seedlings, the seedlings, they were tall.
Accompanied by the singing, black mist slowly emerged from the Buddha statues. They played and floated into the village in groups. In front of Yang Guo's car, she screamed and was forced back by the blood barrier on the wooden stake. The mist screamed and cried as it kept hitting the barrier. One could vaguely see the appearance of these ghost babies in the churning fog. Some of them had short and curled limbs, some had two heads and one body, some had three legs and two bodies, and some had blurry faces that could not be seen clearly. If Yang Guo were here to see it, she would be surprised that most of these ghost babies were deformed. Most of them died when they were still very young.
When he returned home, Fukuyama Sawada closed the door and finally heaved a sigh of relief. "Xizi, tell your friends not to sing children's songs here tonight." Even if he heard it, he would pretend not to hear it. Don't respond to them!"
"Yes, Grandpa Fukuyama, I will tell them.”Meng Yan nodded.
Seeing that Meng Yan had agreed, Fukuyama Sawada's expression improved a little. He led the few of them inside." Your Shinko's grandmother is old. She's already resting." I'll bring you to the hot spring in the west. You're still in your original room. Your friend's room is right next to yours. I'm tired. You can bring them over.”
Meng Yan knew that Grandpa Fukuyama had probably been waiting for them there for a long time and was tired. After thanking him, she brought Yang Guo and the others back to the west wing where she originally lived.
The furniture in the room was a little old, but it looked clean and tidy. The blanket was also warm from the sun and smelled like sunlight. After Yang Guo finished washing up, she went to sleep next to the child.
In the morning, Yang Guo was woken up by the crisp chirping of a bird. Yang Guo opened her eyes and saw Jian Binfen and Wang Xiao sitting on the wooden stairs outside the balcony, feeding the birds.
Outside Yang Guo's balcony was a large field of sunflowers. The cicadas chirped in the summer, and the tall sunflowers swayed in the wind. The sunlight shone on the flowers and leaves, and the light and shadow were mottled. It was as beautiful as an oil painting.
"Morning!" Jian BenFen noticed that Yang Guo had woken up and turned her head to greet Yang Guo with a smile.
"Morning!" Yang Guo replied, giving a sweet smile.
After Yang Guo finished washing up, the sound of Meng Yan talking to someone came from the courtyard. It turned out that the host had already prepared breakfast.
Pushing open the door, an antique courtyard appeared in front of Yang Guo. The courtyard was exquisitely trimmed. Every shrub and flower was planted just right. A small bamboo waterwheel was slowly rotating in the stream in the courtyard. Amid the sound of water, he could see the koi swimming below. A cool breeze blew past, and the wind chimes hanging under the wooden eaves rang with pleasant bells.
"It's very beautiful. Yang Guo stretched lazily and moved her neck. Her neck was a little tired after falling asleep in the car yesterday.
" What's this doll for?" Wang Xiao pointed at the sunny doll hanging under the eaves.
"It's the Lady Sweeping the Sky." Yang Guo opened her mouth and wanted to sing a nursery rhyme about Sunny Day Doll, thinking of Fukuyama Sawada's warning last night. He smiled." The weather is so good today. It seems that the sweeping lady can drink delicious wine."”
Wang Xiao didn't quite understand, but he wasn't curious.
Under Meng Yan's lead, they saw Grandma Xinzi, whom they had not seen last night. Xin Zi was a very kind old man. He had a quiet face and a gentle voice, similar to Meng Yan. However, he was not Yvonne's relative, but her language teacher.
When Meng Yan was 10 years old, she was diagnosed with leukemia. Her parents took her everywhere to see a doctor. Once, he met Nobuko, who was also sick, in a hospital in Nippon. The two of them somehow became good friends.
Xin Zi liked to tell Meng Yan about the fun things in their village. Moreover, because there were hot springs in Xinzi's village, several hot spring lodgings were built. There were many tourists there. Meng Yan also yearned for that kind of life. After her chemotherapy, she told her parents that she wanted to go to Xinzi Village to play.
Meng Yan's parents followed her and went to work after spending some time with Meng Yan. Meng Yan spent the winter in that village, and Xin Zi became her free language teacher. From then on, Meng Yan spent most of her time here except for classes and treatment. Xin Zi also left her room open every time, in case she came over at any time.
However, after Meng Yan's parents returned to China at the age of 17, they rarely came back. Especially in recent years, Meng Yan's illness was getting worse and worse. If Meng Yan had not been willful enough to go shopping that day, if she had not met the impatient Qin Feng, they probably would not have met this time.
"It's great to see you again.”Xin Zi pulled Meng Yan's hand and secretly wiped her tears. After seven years together, Xin Zi had already treated Meng Yan as his daughter. She and Fukuyama Sawada did not have any descendants, and they had practically watched Meng Yan grow up.
Seeing the old man cry, Meng Yan was also touched. She wiped her tears and held the old man's hand. She smiled and said,"Xizi has grown up and gained weight. She's no longer a small seedling that can't grow up.”
Thinking of Meng Yan's childhood, Xin Zi smiled happily." We'll start planting seedlings again in a while. Do you want to go and take a look?"”
"Alright!" Meng Yan smiled and said," I remember that Grandpa Fukuyama's family has a large piece of land. Every year, there would be many young men who would help out in the fields and then come home to eat the rice balls prepared by Grandma Xinzi.”
"Sigh, that was before. The homestay in the village was no longer open. Most of the young men had gone out to work. The only people left in the village are the elderly." Xin Zi shook his head.
"Oh, what's wrong?" Meng Yan asked," When I came, the stone pillar of the shrine was gone too. The roadside was overgrown with weeds, and I thought I was in the wrong place.”
"Did you come from the shrine last night?”Xin Zi quickly stood up and went to the courtyard to pluck a handful of grapefruit leaves. He boiled them for Meng Yan, Yang Guo, and the others to wash their hands.
"Grandma Xinzi, is there anything wrong? I used to take that road when I was young." Meng Yan was puzzled.
"It's not your fault. Bodhisattva is punishing us.”Xin Zi watched them wash up, then took out some grapefruit leaves and sprinkled water on everyone from head to toe before he felt relieved.
"Our village has sealed off the road into the village. Now, we have to use the newly opened road at the back to enter and exit.”The messenger pointed in the opposite direction of their village.
"But our fields are on the other side of the shrine. Wouldn't we have to take a long detour to get there?”
"Don't be afraid. Your Grandpa Fukuyama bought a small tractor. If you want to play, you can ask him to drive you there tomorrow. There are many flower fields over there. You can take your friends there to take photos.”Xin Zi smiled.
"Okay, but my friends like ancient buildings. I plan to bring them around the village today.”
Xin Zi hesitated for a moment before replying,"Alright." But don't go to your Aunt Suzuki's house for the time being. She's mentally ill. I'm afraid she'll hurt someone.”
"Grandma Xinzi, how did Sister Flower Lady disappear?" Meng Yan pursed her lips and asked.”
Xin Zi shook his head and muttered,""Everything is a sin, everything is a sin.”
Seeing Xin Zi return to the backyard, Meng Yan also turned around and led Yang Guo and the others out.
Many of the buildings in Nippon were imitations of ancient Chinese buildings. Because of the hot spring tourism in the village, the houses were very distinctive. From their old traces, one could still see the excitement of the past.
Sure enough, there were no young people in the village. Yang Guo and the others saw the most elderly people and some children playing. These people looked at them with vigilance. No one knew what they were afraid of. Especially when they saw Wang Xiao, those children turned around and ran.
"What happened to them?" Wang Xiao looked up and down at his clothes. Not dirty, very clean!
As the children ran, they shouted,"Ghost Child Pill is here.”
Hearing Meng Yan's translation, the few of them looked at each other. Yang Guo pinched the child's fair and tender face," What are you afraid of? It's a ghost. Our Pin 'er is also the most handsome ghost king, not some meatball."”
Was this the main point? Meng Yan rubbed her temples as she felt a headache coming on. Boss Qin had handed such an important person to them. Would he mess it up?
They arrived at Suzuki's house. Flower Lady was also one of the brides who went missing at the same time. Because of Meng Yan, they hoped to find clues through Suzuki.
Feefless bird, where can I fly?
The mute bride is married
Footless bird, flying in the thorns
The mute bride sang
finally
Thorns pierce through your belly
Fresh blood blooms the purest flower
The children's songs in Japan often carried a kind of innocent cruelty, just like the children's songs of the sunny children: Sunny Day Doll, I hope tomorrow will be a good day. If you don't, I'll cut off your head.
Yang Guo and the others stood at the corner, frowning as they looked at the children gathered in front of Suzuki's house. These children were singing children's songs while playing games. Two of the children who looked similar were playing the role of the bride and groom. The others were holding wildflowers in their hands as groomsmen and bridesmaids.
"Flower Lady, Flower Lady, is that you?" Suddenly, a woman stumbled out of the door and fumbled around.
"Ah! The crazy woman came out, the crazy woman came out!”The group of children shouted and scattered.
In the distance, the voices of the elders could be heard cursing."Little brats, I told you not to sing children's songs. You guys don't want to die fast enough!”
Yang Guo and the others looked at each other and walked towards the woman who was still fumbling around.
"She can't see." Yang Guo pointed at the woman's sunken eyelids and whispered.
"Yes, the wound should have been caused recently. It should have been captured alive by someone.”Jian Fusheng frowned. Suddenly, he saw a flash of purple light on the woman's shoes that were covered in red mud.
Jian Binfen squatted down and looked at it carefully. He found that the purple light was actually a small purple crystal, and there was still a trace of faint energy inside.
"She came into contact with the purple crystal." Jian Bofen pointed at the thing found on the woman's shoe and said with certainty.
"Could it be from her daughter?”
"It doesn't seem like it. The crystal on her body seems to have been contaminated after she went somewhere. According to the previous investigation, the crystal pendant would automatically disappear after it took effect. Flower Lady had been missing for so long, so she was definitely dead. That also meant that the purple pendant had taken effect. He just didn't know why the Wisher died this time. This was different from the missing persons cases in the country. It seemed to have become even more ferocious.”Jian Binfen said.
Yang Guo also closed her eyes and carefully felt the ability of the crystal." The ability on this crystal is more like the crystal that was embedded in the wall of the car last time. The ability inside is very strong and is suitable for making a barrier or array. The energy on Mo Li's body was even colder.
The two of them looked at Meng Yan, waiting for her to ask.
"Aunty Suzuki, why are you here? Are you looking for Flower?”Meng Yan held Suzuki's hand.
"Flower Lady, Flower Lady, is that you?" Suzuki held Meng Yan's hand tightly, looking a little deranged.
"No, Auntie Suzuki, I'm Little Sako. Xizi, do you still remember?"
"Xizi?" Suzuki tilted her body as if she was trying to decipher what Meng Yan had just said.
"That's right. Sister Flower Flower brought me to your house to play.”As she spoke, Meng Yan sang a children's song that Flower Lady had made up when she was young. Fine, fine, fine and small. The seedlings were tall. Fine, fine, I want to grow tall. Flower Lady planted her in the seedlings. The seedlings grew long and thin, and the seedlings could not be distinguished clearly.
"I can't tell, I can't tell." Suzuki followed Meng Yan's voice and clapped in agreement.
"Crazy woman, singing children's songs again. If he recruited those ghost children at night. Do you believe that I will cut off your tongue?”A rough voice came from the attic next door. Occasionally, the children's jeers could be heard. Tongue cut, tongue cut.
Meng Yan gritted her teeth and brought Suzuki into her house. The courtyard was in a mess. It was not as tidy and clean as it had been when she was young. The living room was also in a mess, as if someone had robbed it. There were messy things everywhere.
There were still some unfinished pastries scattered on the coffee table. It looked like someone had sent them over. Meng Yan didn't say anything and started to pack her things. Suzuki hid in the cupboard, holding a doll in her arms. She shook her head and sang the nursery rhyme softly.
Yang Guo and the others didn't cause any trouble and went around to look for clues. The courtyard and the room were too messy, and the valuable things in the house were gone. It seemed that the folk customs of this village were not as good as Meng Yan had described. Or perhaps, Meng Yan had only seen the surface when she was young.
"Guo Zi, why did those kids play the wedding game just now and wear the same clothes?”Wang Xiao frowned and understood what had just happened.
"What fruit? Call me sister!" Yang Guo patted the back of the child's head." What's wrong with wearing the same clothes when we get married?”
Wang Xiao pursed his lips and pointed at the clothes he and Yang Guo were wearing." We're wearing the same style."”
This time, Jian Benfen's eyes also looked over." Not only that, they look very similar. They looked more like siblings.”
"They look alike. What's wrong with that?”Yang Guo still hadn't reacted.
Jian Binfen and Wang Xiao looked at each other and turned to Meng Yan.""Meng Yan, do you know what this village is called?”
"Fukuyama! Most of the villagers here took this as their surname. They had lived here since the shogunate era.”Meng Yan did not understand why they were asking this.
"Then do you know the surname of Nobuko or Suzuki? Where are they from?"
"I don't know. Most of the women in this village only call each other by their names. I've never heard them call each other by their surnames.”
Jian Benfen recalled the statue she saw when she drove past the shrine that night. Previously, he only felt that these statues were a little strange, but there was nothing wrong with them. But now, he had an inexplicable thought.
"Guo 'er, I want to go to some shrine.”Jian Binfen looked at Yang Guo.
"Sure," Yang Guo nodded.
Meng Yan thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Suzuki sat in the cabinet and did not respond to their conversation. She sang a song and gently coaxed the doll in her arms. A gust of wind blew past, revealing the exquisite stone statue of the Buddha under his clothes. The little doll narrowed his eyes and smiled innocently.
At night, after Yang Guo and the others had dinner, they waited for the lights in the village to go out before quietly heading in the direction of the shrine. Before they could get close to the fence, they suddenly heard an ethereal nursery rhyme that seemed to come from afar.
The voice was getting closer and closer, so close that Yang Guo and the others could clearly tell that it was the nursery rhyme that they had heard the children singing while playing games today: Feet less bird, where can fly, mute bride married; The footless bird flies among the thorns, and the mute bride sings; Finally, the thorns pierced through your stomach, and the purest flowers bloomed from your blood.
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