Nongmen Jinxiu

Chapter 13: He Dawu died

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As the sun rose, everyone in the house lost their strength, and I fell asleep lying on my second brother's bed. Mother went to boil a large pot of boiling water early in the morning and cooked some noodles.

The eldest brother caught sleep on the cool bed, and Mr. Sun also went back to his room and did not come out again.

I don't know when the second brother woke up. He patted my head and asked, "Little Jin, why are you sleeping here? Get up!"

The second brother just woke up, his voice was still a little hoarse, and he tried to pull me up, but he didn't have the strength. I rushed to my second brother's side, buried my face in the thin quilt, and didn't want to raise my head. Tears flowed down the eye sockets, and I couldn't hold it back for a while.

Afterwards, my second brother always laughed at me and teased me about it.

The second brother is fine, but the matter between Dongxiang and the female ghost has not been resolved. Dongxiang's grave was dug up by the weasel, but no one bothered.

Ever since something happened to Liu Quan, Wang Tiezhu reminded his fellow villagers in fear all day long, that a little thing can spread to hundreds of miles around. However, Dongxiang died miserably, and so did Wang Fugui. The people in the village are simple and kind, and no one wants to add fuel to the fire at this time, saying that he is wrong.

As for Dongxiang's grave, no one dared to touch it.

The old people in the village said that this Dongxiang was going to make trouble and wanted to drag someone down, and Village Chief Wei was also taboo. In the countryside, people would find an open space to bury them after they died, and the poorer ones would be wrapped in mats, without even a coffin! So there are naturally many strange things. The country is now vigorously promoting science and opposing feudal superstition. But those things that science can't explain, people still involuntarily push them to ghosts.

Mr. Sun didn't go out for two days and only walked around my house.

The most vicious days of hot summer are about to pass, and the elementary school in the village is about to start classes. Going to school is not an important thing for the villagers, especially the girls. People of the older generation still think that a woman's lack of talent is virtue, and after she gets married, she will spend her life as a husband and a child. So no one will care whether your grades are good or not, and whether you study hard or not.

At that time, there was not much homework during the holidays. Most of the time, I helped my mother cultivate the fields, and the rest of the time was spent playing with Erpang.

In fact, Erpang's real name is Zhang Dahu, but in many cases, the name Zhang Dahu is far less fluent than Erpang's.

"Er Fatty, what have you been doing these days, you don't come to my house to play with me!" I said a little angrily.

Er Fatty wiped the yellow soil from his hands on his body, and approached my ear mysteriously, "I think too, I've been suffocating at home these days. Listen to my father, you are sick, and he also Don't let me go out, saying that the village is not peaceful. I don't care if it is too peaceful, no, as soon as you find me, I slipped out immediately when I took the opportunity.

In response to the Party's call and Comrade Zhuang Jin's call, as soon as I heard the cat meowing, I knew it was a signal from you, and I didn't dare to delay for a moment, and immediately turned over from the wall of my yard. Interesting enough! "

Er Fatty abducted me with his arm, and I calmed down a bit, "It's true that the village is not peaceful recently, you, don't go out when it's dark."

Er Fatty suddenly pulled me closer and said mysteriously, "Did you also hear that Aunt Dong and Wang Fugui seem to be dying, and they want to find someone to be buried with them. That's why my father won't let me go out. Grandma Liu and My father said, Aunt Dong has been counting on Wang Fugui for her whole life, who knows that both mother and son died unexpectedly. He also said that it might not be an accident!"

"Stop talking nonsense, be careful that Aunt Dong will come looking for you at night!" I deliberately frightened Er Pang, but I knew in my heart that this matter was indeed not easy. Grandma Liu is an old man in the village. She has experienced more things than us juniors have eaten and traveled more roads.

Her words were not unreasonable, at least she was right about the deaths of Aunt Dong and Wang Fugui.

Because Mr. Sun also said it! In contrast, I firmly believe in Mr. Sun's words.

Mr. Sun didn't go out these two days, and occasionally he would talk to me about Taoism and metaphysics. It taught me a lot, and I found that I did not reject these non-scientific superstitions, but instead aroused my great interest. Mr. Sun is not as kind and harmless as he looks on the outside. At least when dealing with ghosts, his righteousness always convinces me, and even silently worships him.

I chatted with Er Pang for a long time under the shade of trees on the ridge of the field. Two little friends who haven't seen each other for many days are together, and there are always endless things to talk about. But I dare not tell Aunt Er Fatty Dong and Wang Fugui and my experience, for fear of scaring him and fearing that he will gossip around.

Er Fat is good at everything! It's just that he has a gossip heart since he was a child, and he has a gossip mouth. He can hear all the big and small things in the village from everywhere.

For this reason, I deliberately gave him a nickname, Jiangwucun Little Trumpet!

However, most of the time, thanks to Er Pang, I was able to know what was going on in the village faster.

For example, He Dawu, nephew of Village Chief Wei, died of drowning.

Er Fatty described it to me vividly, "You don't know, Brother Dawu died so badly. I heard from my father that when the village chief went to the town to collect Brother Dawu's body, he was terribly frightened. He said yes Brother Da Wu's entire face is blue, and his fingers have been bitten off by something. All ten fingers are gone!"

My heart skipped a beat when I heard it. For some reason, I always felt that Brother Dawu's death might not be such a simple matter. "Has Brother Dawu's body been brought back?"

The Erpang old god sighed, "No, brother Dawu grew up with the village chief, and now that he is dead, the village chief will help with the affairs behind him. But you also know that people who die violently cannot enter the house , and cannot enter the ancestral hall. The village head is worrying about this matter and wants Brother Dawu to set up a memorial tablet in the ancestral hall, but the villagers just refuse. The incident has been raging for the past two days. Hmph, let me see, this 80% of things are going to be yellow."

I raised my hand and slapped Er Fatty on the head, "You are smart, you know everything! Let me tell you, don't run around these days. Some things are beyond your imagination, so stay at home .”

Er Fatty touched his bald head, looked at me suspiciously, and then leaned closer to me, "Xiaojin, did you hear some news and didn't tell me? Well, I promise not to tell anyone else, just tell me." Say it!"

Er Pang is very difficult to deal with, but my intuition tells me that Er Pang should not let Er Pang know too much. I said haha, found an excuse and slipped away in a hurry.

When I got home, I went straight to Mr. Sun's room, and before I knocked on the door, I heard voices from inside.

"This time, I'm afraid I'm in big trouble!" The voice was Su Muyan's. I was a little surprised, put away the hand that was about to knock on the door, and stood by the door to eavesdrop.

Mr. Sun seemed to sigh, "The one who should come can't escape, I'm afraid it's doomed. If it wasn't for her, your soul would have dissipated long ago. Rather than saying that you protect her, it is better to say that she is supporting you."

"So, I won't let her have anything to do. I don't want to disappear so soon. I haven't found out about that matter. It's always close!" Su Muyan said.

"That woman is the key, but your body is no longer suitable for continuing. I told Xiao Jin that you need to rest, so you just stay in that wooden sign and don't come out again."

"Heh, are you warning, or are you concerned?" Through the paper window, I saw Su Muyan smiling. But I always feel that this smile is a little fake. She and Mr. Sun have known each other for a long time. Mr. Sun is a Taoist priest. Shouldn't Taoist priests catch ghosts? Why is Mr. Sun so close to a female ghost.

Although Su Muyan saved my life, she is not as scary as Aunt Dong, but ghosts are ghosts, and they cannot be compared with people. In this materialistic society, all monsters and ghosts that hinder the development of revolution and technological progress should be actively eradicated. Mr. Sun is not only a Taoist priest, but also a pioneer in this era. Why does Mr. Sun want to get mixed up with ghosts and monsters

What made me even more puzzled was that Mr. Sun didn't let Su Muyan interfere, and didn't let her appear in front of me. What was the reason for all this! I was so engrossed in listening that I had already forgotten why I came to find Mr. Sun.

"Humans and ghosts have different paths, don't forget, you have already lost once!" Mr. Sun's cold voice made people feel very strange and unkind.

"Smelly Taoist priest, you don't have to deal with my affairs!" Su Muyan yelled in dissatisfaction.

Mr. Sun's voice suddenly softened, "Well, this is more like you!"

I was listening intently, but when my mother saw me, she suddenly called out, "Xiaojin, do you have something to do with Mr. Sun?"

I nodded helplessly to my mother, "Yeah!" I secretly groaned in my heart, when will my mother not call me, but at this time. I still want to find out more about the situation, but now I can't hear anything.

Mr. Sun opened the door vigilantly, and I took a look into the room through Mr. Sun. There was no sign of Su Muyan in the room for a long time.

I still looked at Mr. Sun timidly, I think Mr. Sun must know that I heard it, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't blame me, but let me into the room to talk.

I stood by, not knowing where to put my hands. In the village, I was also considered a monkey. Children in this kind of place don't know that girls should be reserved and shy. I was with Erpang all day long, digging out bird nests in trees, catching loach in rivers, everything. Just like the wild monkeys caught on the mountain.

But in front of Mr. Sun, I always behave well. Later I realized that this is not fear, but respect!

"What do you need from me?" Seeing that I hadn't spoken for a long time, Mr. Sun asked.

I nodded, "I heard from Erpang that the nephew of the village chief, Brother Dawu, died! He drowned in the town. It was very tragic. I heard that all ten fingers were bitten off."

Mr. Sun's face immediately turned ugly, "What do you want to say?"

"I, I think this matter may not be that simple. Mr. Sun, will it be..."

"yes!"

Before I finished speaking, Mr. Sun replied firmly.

I was stunned for a long time. Is this Mr. Sun a prophet? Why are you the same as Su Muyan, why do you know what I'm thinking. It's amazing!

"Who touched Dongxiang's body back then?" Mr. Sun asked suddenly.

But this question really stuck with me, I thought for a while and said, "I heard that Brother Wu and Butcher Zhang got Aunt Dong ashore in the village of Wei before, and later, Uncle Liu and Uncle Tie Zhu also met! The people who changed Dongxiang's clothes were some old people in the village, I don't know about that! Mr. Sun, is there anything wrong?"

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The text slowly unfolds from Zhujiao's experience, and Zhujiao's emotional line has not yet fully unfolded, after all, Zhujiao is still a child now.

Afterwards, Su Muyan and Su Muyan will gradually interact with each other, here is a little spoiler, there is a great relationship between them!

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