In the face of several of us asking at the same time, Yang Xiaohui suddenly picked up a glass of beer from the table and drank it. Uh, that glass of beer seems to be mine, but now is not the time to worry about it.
After drinking, Yang Xiaohui said, "The people living in the tomb bag are people."
After hearing Yang Xiaohui said that he was the one who lived there, we became even more curious. Why would a good person live in a tomb bag, and he looked very grateful to his son and daughter-in-law. What kind of thing is there? What about secrets
Soon Yang Xiaohui also told me what happened next.
Yang Zuji was naturally startled and scared when he heard the voice in the tomb bag, but the content of what Chen Wen's parents said made him even more curious and scared.
Something must have happened in this village, and it is likely to be a secret that is not passed on. Yang Zuji thought so, and was determined to make it clear, so he dared to call Chen Wen's wife.
Chen Wen's daughter-in-law looked back and saw that it was Yang Zuji, and looked surprised, but she quickly said in a very calm voice, "It seems that you don't believe what I said, so you came over to verify it yourself."
Yang Zuji was a little embarrassed and said: "Mrs. Dong, are the two in the tomb bag a human or a ghost?"
Chen Wen's wife said, "Of course it's a human, if it's a ghost, how dare I come over to deliver meals alone every day."
Hearing what Chen Wen's wife said, Yang Zuji felt relieved, and then walked over slowly.
After he walked by, he found that there was a window on the tomb, the size of the window was only enough to allow one person to enter and exit, and it was very deep inside, and the light could barely see two faces shaking below. For two old people, I'm afraid it's not so easy for them to climb out from such a depth.
Seeing this scene, Yang Zuji was shocked.
Seeing Yang Zuji's expression, Chen Wen's wife said: "Don't be so surprised, this is our custom here, everyone who reaches the age of sixty must live in a pre-built tomb, and then his daughter-in-law will deliver meals every day. "
Yang Zuji naturally couldn't understand such a custom, so he asked, "Why?"
Chen Wen's daughter-in-law said, "It's not that much why. It's a custom. If you live in our village, you should also follow this custom. No one can destroy it, otherwise it will bring bad luck to the whole village."
Yang Zuji asked back, "What if there is no daughter-in-law?"
Chen Wen's daughter-in-law said, "The only option is to wait for death."
Yang Zuji thought that he would live in such a tomb and wait for his death in a year, so he shook his head and said, "No, I won't live, I will go tomorrow, no, I will leave now and leave your village."
After saying that, Yang Zuji turned his head and ran away. He was very scared, and always felt that it would be dangerous to stay in this village for another day.
Yang Zuji ran back to the village in a hurry, and then went straight to Chen Wen's house. He ran into people in the village, and these people asked him what was wrong. Yang Zuji dared to chat with these villagers, so he hurriedly said hurry up. Back to work.
When Yang Zuji ran back to Chen Wen's house, he went to find his grandson Yang Jian. At this time, Yang Jian was playing with Chen Wen's son. Yang Zuji was too eager to escape, so he scolded Yang Jian back and told him to pack up and prepare for this. Leaving, and Chen Wen was not at home at this time, so Yang Zuji went to the kitchen to get some dry food when he was about to leave.
Yang Ji'an didn't understand why Yang Zuji was taking him away, so he asked why, and Yang Zuji said, "The people in this village are all demons and have no humanity. The customs here are too barbaric, and we are not suitable to live here. "
Yang Ji'an wanted to ask more, but was scolded by Yang Zuji, who was full of fear.
After Yang Zuji left Chen's house with his grandson Yang Ji'an, he chose the road with few people in the village to walk. He soon escaped from the village. Just when Yang Zuji felt that he was about to escape, he suddenly found that more than ten people were chasing him. The villagers of Huamu Village, they have poles, shovels and other things in their hands, and they still look menacing.
The most important people were chasing after them, shouting the name of "Yang Zuji", how dare Yang Zuji turned back and agreed, and ran away with his grandson Yang Ji'an, but they were old and young, so naturally they couldn't escape the village. In the prime of life, the two grandparents and grandchildren were surrounded by people from Huamu Village in a short while.
People in the village asked Yang Zuji why he was running away, and Yang Zuji cried and said, "Please let me go, I don't want to live in that grave, I, please, let me go!"
Yang Zuji's cry did not impress these villagers, but a cold voice suddenly said: "Let go of you? Then who will let us go?"
It was Chen Wen who spoke.
In Yang Zuji's heart, Chen Wen has always been a very kind person, so Yang Zuji knelt down and begged Chen Wen: "Master, please let me go, I am a foreigner, not from your village, I I don't want to abide by your customs here."
Chen Wen continued to say coldly: "It's too late, when you entered the village, I asked you if you would like to follow the customs here, and you answered yes, and since then, you have been our village. If you want to go back on it now, it's too late."
Yang Zuji continued to beg for mercy: "Master, you see us being so pitiful, you can let me go, I, I have a little grandson to take care of, I can't live in the grave, I have no daughter-in-law, no one Bring me food, and I don't have my own grave bag..."
Hearing Yang Zuji say this, Chen Wen suddenly sneered and said something that made Yang Zuji almost desperate: "Our custom here, if there is no daughter-in-law, then at the age of sixty, it will be cut off on its own, or someone else will beat her to death. , If there is a corpse, throw it into the grave bag, if not, wrap it in a rotten mat and throw it on the mountain to feed the wolves."
When Yang Xiaohui said this, I couldn't help but be taken aback and said: "Ah, so, Yang Zuji is not dead, his grandson is only a few years old, and his son is probably already... He definitely doesn't have a grave bag as an outsider."
Li Jiahao also took a deep breath and said: "This custom is too violent, it can't be called a custom, it's just..."
Li Jiahao couldn't think of a good word to describe it, and Qu Xiaoyou said two words next to him: "Foolishness!"
Li Jiahao also echoed: "Yes, it is ignorance!"
Yang Xiaohui took a deep breath and said, "This can't even be called ignorance, it's simply inhuman."
The atmosphere was a little stiff, but Yang Xiaohui continued to tell the story.
Yang Zuji and Yang Jian's grandparents were taken back to Chen Wen's home to continue working for a long time. Chen Wen did not mean to treat Yang Zuji badly, but told him: "You still have a year of happy days, I hope you can cherish it, I am not Barbarian, I won't do anything to you, but I don't want you to run away from our village, because if you run away, the whole village will suffer because of your leaving, so as long as we find out that you want to run away, then we will We will chase you back, and if you don’t change over time and again, then we can only beat you to death in advance.”
This is not a savage!
In the following days, Yang Zuji tried to escape twice, but was chased back each time, and then beaten up. Finally, Chen Wen warned Yang Zuji: "If there is another time, we will kill you directly."
Yang Zuji couldn't run at this time, because his two legs were already discounted.
At this time, Yang Zuji had fallen into extreme despair. Since he was about to die in this village, Yang Zuji wanted to find out the ins and outs of the village's "customs", so he asked Chen Wen, hoping that Chen Wen would let him die. .
Seeing Yang Zuji's appearance at that time, Chen Wen did not hide Yang Zuji any more, but told Yang Zuji completely the origin of the matter.
It turned out that there lived a "mountain god" in the deep mountains of Huamu Village. This custom was set by the mountain god for Huamu Village. Anyone who voluntarily entered Huamu Village, as long as they agreed to this custom, would not be able to leave Huamu Village again in this lifetime. Forcibly fleeing, it will bring great disaster to those who remain.
And even those who left the village would not live for five years.
Rather than saying that this is the custom of Huamu Village, it is better to say that this is simply a curse to Huamu Village.
After listening to Chen Wen's introduction, Yang Zuji asked Chen Wen: "Since you have such a custom here, can men in your village still marry wives, and will women from other villages marry in?"
Chen Wen said: "Our Chen family has guarded this village from generation to generation. For any man who is of age to marry, we will pay for his marriage, and some poor families will marry their daughters for money and food. If you really can't find it, then find a suitable woman in your village to marry. It is impossible for women in our village to marry, because as long as they leave the village for five years, those married daughters-in-law will definitely die violently, without exception. , so the women in the village are also willing to stay in the village, at least they can live for decades."
Yang Zuji was a little desperate.
However, he still refused to give up and asked Chen Wen, "Could it be that no one in your village can escape this curse from generation to generation?"
Chen Wen was silent for a while and then said, "It's not that there is none, but after he escaped, the price our village paid was too great."
Yang Zuji quickly asked who escaped and what price he paid.
Chen Wen did not answer Yang Zuji directly, but instead asked him: "Is our Chen's yard a little empty?"
Yang Zuji nodded, and Chen Wen continued: "But five years ago, this was not the case here. Our Chen family is the guardian family of Huamu Village, and there are twenty-one people under the age of sixty."
Yang Zuji quickly asked Chen Wen, "Where are those people?"
Chen Wen said: "The two people who escaped from the village, the rest, except for those who are alive now, are all dead..."