Cai Wenye thought for a moment and shook his head." No, my daughter has never gone out since she was young. The last time she went out was four years ago.”
Hearing Cai Wenye's words, Wang Shoudao's eyes lit up and he asked,""What did you do four years ago?"
Cai Wenye said," Four years ago, my second son passed the imperial examination. The whole family went to the ancestral grave of Little Green Mountain five miles away to worship their ancestors. That was the last time my daughter went out.”
"Did anything strange happen during the ancestral worship?" Wang Shoudao asked.”
Cai Wenye thought about it again and shook his head. At this moment, Cai Wenye's wife, Madam Li, spoke up." I remember that a few days after Qingjun came back from worshipping his ancestors, he fell ill. After he recovered, his health has been poor.”
Upon hearing Consort Li's words, Wang Shoudao once again looked at Cai Qingjun, who was sitting across from him. Then, he pulled out a pipe from his waist, filled it with tobacco, and lit it with the candle on the candlestick beside him. He started smoking, thinking about something as he smoked. At this time, no one spoke anymore. The room was quiet. Only the tobacco in the pot flickered and sizzled.
At this moment, my great-great-grandfather couldn't understand. It seemed that Miss Cai was being haunted by a "flower protector ghost". He just needed to use some means to restrain her. He didn't know why Master was thinking about it for so long this time.
The so-called " flower protector ghost " was, in modern terms, a " infatuated ghost." This kind of ghost had made a vow of eternal love with the woman he liked before his death. Unexpectedly, he died before his wish was fulfilled. Before he died, he had a grudge in his heart. After turning into a ghost, he still felt unwilling. He would either attach himself to some medium or wander around. Once he met a woman he liked, he would follow her home. Strictly speaking, this kind of ghost didn't have much effect on women, but once a man came into contact with a woman, especially in the case of an engagement, the man would be unlucky. He would get seriously ill or even die.
Because this kind of ghost could play a certain protective role for women, it was called "flower protector ghost".
Nowadays, this kind of ghost was very rare. In this materialistic society, there were fewer and fewer men who clung to the pillar. There were also some who committed suicide for love. However, they could not become a "flower ghost" because they committed suicide. After the death of the person who committed suicide, the ghost had little resentment and could not become anything. In the case of a "flower ghost", it was usually killed by him.
After a while, Wang Shoudao seemed to have had enough of his smoking addiction. He put down his pipe and asked Consort Li,"Miss Cai is on the way to the ancestral grave. Did you encounter anything on the way back?”
Consort Li didn't even think and replied,""No, she and I have been sitting in the carriage the whole time, and the curtain has not been lifted.”
"Then it must be something that happened at the ancestral grave.”Wang Shoudao turned to Cai Qingjun and asked," Miss Cai, do you still remember what you did on the day of the ancestral worship?”
When Cai Qingjun heard Wang Shoudao ask her, she slowly raised her head and looked at Wang Shoudao and my great-great-grandfather. She said softly,"I don't remember. After I fell ill four years ago, I was always in a daze and easily forgot things.”
Wang Shoudao nodded thoughtfully, as if Cai Qingjun's memory loss was within his expectations. At this moment, a servant girl who was pouring wine licked her lips, as if she had something to say but did not dare to.
The servant girl happened to be standing opposite Wang Shoudao. Wang Shoudao saw the servant girl's abnormal behavior, so he said to the servant girl,"Girl, do you have something to say? Tell me."
The servant girl glanced at Wang Shoudao and then at Cai Wenye. Cai Wenye nodded slowly, as if he was tacitly agreeing. It was evident that the Cai Family had very strict rules. If a servant girl spoke in front of a guest, she had to obtain the permission of the family head.
Seeing this, the servant girl was relieved and said boldly," That day, after our Young Lady had offered sacrifices to her ancestors, she brought me and Little Xiang to play on Little Green Mountain for a while. Young Lady also picked a few wildflowers. One of them was very beautiful. Young Lady put it in a vase for a month before it withered.”
Wang Shoudao and my great-great-grandfather frowned at the servant girl's words. It was too abnormal for a wild flower to only wither after a month.
Wang Shoudao knocked the pipe pot on the table and said,""That's right. The wildflower that Miss Cai picked is the evil spirit. If we're wrong, there should be a young man buried under the flower. The evil spirit is this young man.”
Hearing Wang Shoudao's words, the Cai clansmen felt their hair stand on end, especially Cai Qingjun and the servant girl who poured the wine. They seemed to have recalled the beautiful wildflower from before, and they couldn't sit still.
At this moment, Cai Wenye's wife, Li Shi, asked in a panic,""Old Mr. Camden, what should we do?”
Wang Shoudao stroked his goatee and thought for a moment before saying,"Tomorrow, let's go to your ancestral grave and find this man's body first.”
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