Lian smiled leisurely at the sky, where the stars twinkled: "The department of Yue Lao and his team is responsible for sorting out the marriage lines. The marriage between men and women is a tangled cause and effect. The marriage lines between them are naturally generated, without the help of Yue Lao. But the marriage lines are not honest, they like to fly around, and sometimes they get tangled together. When they are tangled together, they will cause polyamorous love in the human world, so Yue Lao and his team are responsible for separating these tangled marriage lines."
Sanniang listened and exhaled smoke: "Huh... So Yue Lao did all this, okay, forgive him for cheating me, and it turned out to be my own fault for meeting that awful man~~"
Lian Youyou smiled faintly at Sanniang's relieved look: "Think about it, there are so many men and women in this world, and only Yue Lao arranges marriages for you? He doesn't even know you, why would he bother to arrange a marriage for you?" Lian Youyou raised her lips and smiled lightly, "As I said, gods don't care about human affairs. If they occasionally meet, they will help you. That's because he is in a good mood."
"Like you?" Sanniang understood and smiled at Lian Youyou. Lian Youyou was only one person, and there were all kinds of sufferings in the world every day, and Lian Youyou couldn't take care of them all.
And she is now in Jiumen, so if she encounters something occasionally, she will take care of it. This is really a blessing for those who are helped by her.
Lian narrowed her eyes and smiled, continuing to gaze into the starry sky.
"Then do you want to take care of my business?" Sanniang pointed at the location of her scar with her pipe.
Lian glanced at him leisurely and said, "You have lived for more than a hundred years. You should know that some things need to wait for opportunities. When the opportunity comes, your story will be over."
Sanniang's eyes gradually lost focus. She took another puff of cigarette, exhaled gently, and faced the sea: "How long do I have to wait... before I can go home..." Her gaze was fixed on the waves that were receding in the distance.
Lian Youyou closed her eyes and dozed off again: "Don't worry, now, I'll wait with you..."
Sanniang was slightly startled, turned her eyes and looked at Lian Youyou for a moment, then smiled charmingly. Like her, she completely relaxed her body, leaned back on the rattan chair, closed her beautiful eyes, faced the sea of stars, and listened to the songs from her distant hometown in the waves...
Baijia Village was bustling from day to night today. The incident of Yu Pingting's suicide was brought up again, and every household had something to talk about. At night, those who could stay at the house went from one house to another, playing mahjong while continuing to chat.
"Hey, hey, hey, why do you think the police suddenly want to investigate the suicide of the Bai family's daughter-in-law?"
"I find it weird, too. That was all several months ago."
"What happened to the Bai family is so weird. It seems that their family members started dying one after another not long after their daughter-in-law died."
"Stop talking, stop talking, it's too scary."
"If it's really his wife who's here to take his life, then tell me... will those people who used to say bad things about Bai's wife be in trouble?"
The villagers who were watching mahjong and listening to gossip nearby all turned pale.
"Whoosh--" Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, knocking over the mahjong tiles on the table. A baby who was still in the baby's arms immediately started crying.
“Wow—wow—”
The mother holding the baby immediately looked around with a guilty conscience: "Pingting, I never said anything bad about you..."
"Stop talking!"
"You'd feel guilty if you didn't tell me! You saw those seven embroidery needles today!"
"Hush! You guys are going to die! Who among you told the truth? Who told the truth? Aren't you afraid of the revenge of the witch from West Mountain?"
"Now that the embroidery needle has been taken out, this girl..."
Everyone's faces immediately turned horrified.
"They're all dead!" someone exclaimed, and everyone's scalp went numb.
The old maids immediately put their hands together and said, "Amitabha, Bai's daughter-in-law, I'm sorry. Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. We have never harmed you. Those words were told to us by your mother-in-law..."
"Now you're scared, huh! Then you should be nicer to us! Otherwise we will jump into the river and come back to find you!" said a daughter-in-law with a sharp tongue fiercely, and finally she couldn't help but burst out the anger she had been holding back for years.
The old ladies were suddenly speechless after hearing what the daughter-in-law had said, becoming more and more eloquent.
Suddenly, the village woman who had previously told Wang Quan the secret of the embroidery needle gritted her teeth and raised her neck: "I told you!"
Everyone looked at her in confusion: "What did you say?"
She gritted her teeth and made up her mind: "It's about the embroidery needle!"
"What—" Her mother-in-law rushed over immediately, slapped and pinched her, "You are really going to die! Don't let us get hurt even if you die!"
The daughter-in-law angrily pushed the mother-in-law who was pinching her, "Pingting is so miserable! Don't you want to tell the truth and help her?!" The daughter-in-law's eyes were wet with tears, and she pointed to the sky with hatred, "If there really is a Bodhisattva, will she bless you when she sees you all like this?! Guanyin Bodhisattva is a woman—" The daughter-in-law screamed out, tears streaming down her face, "Tell me—why Guanyin Bodhisattva is a woman, she doesn't bless us women—"
Everybody stared at her in a daze. Those wives who were holding their children in their arms, carrying one on their backs, or holding another child in each hand all lowered their heads and secretly wiped their tears.
"Oh my, our family is going to be destroyed." The mother-in-law who was pushed down stamped her feet and pounded the ground, "What should we do? If the witch of West Mountain finds out, we will be in big trouble. Ah, why did our family marry such an unlucky daughter-in-law like you?"
The grown men were all dumbfounded. Why were they all crying and making a scene all of a sudden? The young wives were crying, the mothers-in-law were making a fuss. Why did Yu Pingting's matter suddenly make everyone in the village uneasy? !
Just then, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from outside, and a group of soldiers ran past on the village road in front of their door. They were all stunned, rushed to the door, and leaned against the fence to see the direction the soldiers were running. It was Xishan!
“W-What is going on?!”
"Catch the witch! They must be going to catch the witch—" Everyone screamed, and immediately became panic-stricken, following the officers and soldiers and running towards the west mountain!
When people die, they go to the West.
So anyone who died in the village was buried in the West Mountain.
At some point, a woman lived in the West Mountain. At that time, a woman who dared to live near a cemetery must be a witch. So, that woman became a witch, and the tradition was passed down from generation to generation.
The witch of this generation became Wang Cuihua.
Wang Cuihua is already an old woman with triangular eyes, high cheekbones, thin lips and dark skin.
After several generations of witches, they really accumulated a lot of wealth. If they were sick, they would come to see the witch. If they wanted to have a child, they would come to see the witch. If their husband was bewitched by a fox spirit, they would come to see the witch. If they wanted to get the harvest from the neighboring field, they would also come to see the witch. (To be continued)