The half of July is the day when the dead go home to visit relatives. The ghost market opens before that, and the passing ghosts will stay there for a few days to exchange for the things they need from the living who are willing to step in.
Fu Yunshen was very yang, and his presence would disturb the ghost. Shi Mu hurriedly pulled out a knife from Zhou Zhi's backpack and cut his fingers, and wiped the seeped blood on Fu Yunshen's face. She is a person of great yin, even if she walks upright in front of the dead soul, the other party will not doubt it. Naturally, her blood can temporarily hide Fu Yunshen's breath.
Xia Hang took a few people and retreated to the corner, took out the talisman paper he carried with him and handed it to Shi Mu, fearing that his voice would be heard by passing ghosts, he kept his voice very low: "Shi Mu, paint with your blood. a sign."
Shi Mu nodded, smeared the blood one by one, and distributed it among the three in turn.
The red lanterns on both sides became brighter, some sedan chairs walked away, some stopped, and the ghosts of the sedan chairs lifted their feet off the ground and drifted around. tribute…
Even if she had eaten ghosts, she was horrified to see such a scene.
After carefully retracting his head, Shi Mu asked with a trembling voice, "What should we do?"
Xia Hang looked at a few people and said, "Zhou Zhi, is your performance going?"
"I'm, I'm walking, but very slowly."
Xia Hang nodded, "An hour in the ghost world is a day in the world, and the ghost market is only open for one day, so we have to find the exit before the ghost market closes, otherwise... we will become their tribute."
Zhou Zhi shivered violently, "I, I, I... I don't dare, I don't dare to go."
Fu Yunshen slapped him backwards: "If you don't go, you have to go. We follow the sedan chairs in front. Since they are going to visit relatives in the world, the direction they are going is the exit."
Xia Hang nodded in agreement: "Remember not to talk, don't look around, Zhou Zhi, do you understand?"
Zhou Zhi lowered his face, "I understand the truth, but why do you insist on calling me by my name?"
Without further ado, a few people got up and followed the sedan chairs in front of them.
When I got closer, I realized that the paper figurines carrying the sedan chair were really terrifying, with curved eyes and eyebrows, and round red blush.
Zhou Zhi was so frightened that he remembered that when he was a child, the dead people in his hometown burned all the paper figurines like this. At the time, he didn't think it was scary, on the contrary, he was still a little cute.
Shi Mu was so scared that her legs were weak, and what was even worse was that her legs were weak and her stomach was hungry. The red sedan chair in front of her didn't know which ghost belonged.
Shi Mu's mouth was full of saliva, and she couldn't stop swallowing her saliva. She pulled Fu Yunshen's sleeve: "Can I..."
"No." Fu Yun, who had guessed what Shi Mu was thinking, refused without thinking. This is a ghost city, a business district for the undead. How dare she eat ghosts on someone else's property
Shi Mu Nunu mouth, did not speak.
After she was silent, Zhou Zhi couldn't help but start to compare, "By the way, do you still remember the story of the ghost city I told you before?"
Shi Mu nodded.
Zhou Zhi whispered: "I said that Lai Zi wanted to go to the market to exchange money after he spent his savings. Who would have thought that the hawker would say 'you have nothing to sell'. After saying this, Lai Zi saw that the sky had changed greatly. The lively market suddenly turned into a cemetery, each stall turned into a mouthful of mahogany coffins, and the hawker in front of him was full of maggots. Lai Zi felt that it was not good, he turned his head and was about to run, when he was pressed to the ground..."
Zhou Zhi's lips were blue and purple: "That Lai Zi... was eaten alive by all the ghosts. The peddler ate the two taels of meat he had previously served, his liver and lungs were eaten by the land deed, and his eyes were eaten by the gold. I didn’t even spare a tael of meat in the crotch. After Lai Zi died, the money spent on it became the ingot used by the dead.” Zhou Zhi asked in a trembling voice, “You said, will we be eaten? "
At this moment, a singing voice came from the sedan chair in front. A little girl sang in a ethereal and distant voice. In such a dead place, the tender singing voice was undoubtedly a reminder of life.
"Borrow a starlight, the pillar is on the road.
Cut a bunch of moonlight and put it on as clothes.
The direction the wind blows is my sleeping hometown.
The direction I am going is the far side of home.
The direction I am walking is the far side of home..."
"Fuck, can this little boy stop singing..."
A group of people were originally frightened by the ghost story, but the ghost in front of them even sang a song, and Zhou Zhi was so angry. As soon as he finished cursing, he saw that the curtain of the sedan chair in front was suddenly opened, revealing a very gentle and moving face. The woman's watery eyes looked at them. Suddenly, Zhou Zhi stopped and stared in his wide eyes. Full of astonishment.
"Big nephew?"
Shi Mu called out softly, but he didn't respond, unable to move at all as if he had been locked up.
The red sedan chair suddenly stopped along the road, Xia Hang screamed badly, and held Fu Yunshen and Shi Mu to hide in the dark place, Zhou Zhi didn't move, still staring blankly.
The woman walked down from the inside, accompanied by two children, a man and a woman.
She is very beautiful, wearing a red floral cheongsam, with black hair tied together, her skin paler than snow, and her lips even more rosy. Looking at the two little guys following her, they are also beautiful. The girl has two dark braids and big black eyes. The boy is smaller than her, and he is obediently holding her hand.
Shi Mu noticed that the two children's feet were on the ground. Are they... living people
At this time, the female ghost had approached Zhou Zhi.
Fu Yunshen's face was gloomy, and he immediately went to pull someone. As soon as he reached Zhou Zhi's hand, he heard him whispering in a low voice: "Mom..."
Fu Yunshen froze for a moment.
mom…
Mother
Xia Hangyi and Shi Mu here were also stunned.
Shi Mu remembered what Zhou Zhi said about the situation at home. At that time, he thought it was an exaggeration to hype his mother, but now it seems that his vocabulary is really poor.
His mother had the softness and elegance of a Jiangnan woman, and the air of a scholarly family, which was really good-looking.
"Xiaozhi, why are you here?" Zhou's mother was a little surprised. "You haven't reached the end of your life. Didn't you come here to seek death?"
Zhou Zhi had been crying in a mess for a long time, how could he still speak.
When Zhou's mother died, Zhou Zhi was still young and didn't understand the sadness. After a long time, he thought of his mother's good. Every time his father beats and scolds him, he misses his mother even more.
Zhou's mother was born in a scholarly family, and she taught her children softly. Even if Zhou's sister was naughty, she never blushed, but she was such a good person that she was forgotten and abandoned by her father.
Zhou Zhi always thought that his mother had already been reincarnated and reincarnated. If he was reincarnated, he would not be able to see what his father did, and would not be sad. But when he saw it today, he couldn't say a word.
The big boy cried miserably, his eyes aggrieved like a five- or six-year-old child.
Mother Zhou was both funny and distressed. She wanted to go and hug her, but mother and child were separated by yin and yang. If they touched, one of them would always be hurt.
"You've grown up, why do you still cry so much?"
Zhou Zhi cried even louder.
Shi Musheng was afraid that his cry would attract the attention of hundreds of ghosts, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it. When Xia Hang next to him saw it, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the snot and tears on his face.
Zhou's mother chuckled, "Is this your friend?"
Shi Mu politely introduced: "Hello Auntie, I'm Shi Mu, this is Fu Yunshen and Xia Hangyi."
"The hell's door will close in half an hour. If you don't leave, you will be trapped here and can't get out. I happened to be sending these two brothers and sisters back, so come and join me."
Several people were worried about how to get out, but Mother Zhou's words relieved them a lot of trouble.
The sedan chair was very small, so it was a bit crowded for so many people to sit on it, especially because they were living and could not get too close to the deceased, especially a person from Dayang like Fu Yunshen, once they encountered the undead, it was estimated that they would lose their souls.
Fu Yunshen naturally thought the same way. He looked at Shi Mu, his eyes flashing: "Shi Mu, why don't you..."
"Why don't you sit on Xia Hang's lap." Shi Mu smiled and looked at the boy.
Fu Yunshen's face darkened as he sat on Xia Hang's lap with a gloomy gaze.
In this way, the space is bigger.
Zhou Zhi was next to Zhou's mother. After crying for a long time, his mood finally calmed down. He looked at his mother with red eyes, and there were thousands of words in his eyes.
Mother Zhou smiled: "Did you ask me why I didn't go back to see you?"
Zhou Zhi nodded.
Zhou's mother said, "Dead souls want to visit their relatives, but they return to their homeland, that is, their ancestral graves. Do you remember where I was buried?"
Zhou Zhi was stunned.
Zhou's mother smiled: "I go back every year, but I don't see anyone..."
Her cemetery is in her hometown, and the Zhou family moved to the city early. Except for the annual Qingming Festival and the death day to go to the grave, no one usually goes there.
Zhou Zhi felt even more uncomfortable when he thought that his mother was always alone.
"Oh yes, your sister went to see me on the Mid-Autumn Festival last year. She said that you have never had a birthday since I left, didn't she?"
Zhou Zhi didn't start: "It's not a good thing."
Zhou's mother looked at him: "there is only one birthday a year, why not?"
Zhou Zhi stubbornly pursed his lips and said nothing.
Zhou's mother's eyes showed a bit of sadness: "because of my death, isn't it?"
Zhou Zhi's birthday was his mother's death anniversary. She was in a car accident because she wanted to come back to celebrate his birthday. Even if it had nothing to do with Zhou Zhi, it was always a hurdle in his heart that he couldn't overcome.
Mother Zhou took a deep breath: "Actually, when I gave birth to you, it was difficult to give birth. It took two days and two nights to give birth, and the hemorrhage almost disappeared. I always felt that my life should stop on that day, but the Bodhisattva wanted me to bring you into this world, so Jean came alive. So on your birthday, I went the way I should have gone."
Mother Zhou wanted to reach out and touch her son's face, but finally put it down embarrassingly, "Xiaozhi, I'm dead, but you're still alive, your days are still long, and you can't keep thinking about it."
Zhou Zhi shook his head, with red eyes: "I'm worried, Dad doesn't care about me." He cried again, "I... I graduated to join the army, and I took the exam with us. Don't you like being in the army? Etc. I put on a military uniform and can see it for you with my own eyes?"
He was so uncomfortable. He just hated that he didn't grow up for a few years. He wanted to show his mother that he had never let her down.
"The gate of hell is coming."
In the darkness, the incandescent light was dazzling and scorching.
The sedan chair stopped, and Zhou's mother looked at Zhou Zhi, "I was thinking of going home for the last time this year, and then preparing to reincarnate, but... I still want to wait and see my son wear a military uniform."
She stretched out her hand and touched the head of the little girl beside her: "Finally, I have something to ask of you. Yueyue and Kangkang entered the ghost world by mistake. I hope you can bring them home safely."
Yueyue blinked her eyes and looked at Shimu timidly.
"Okay, let's go down."
Several people got off the sedan in turn. Mother Zhou lifted the curtain and looked at Zhou Zhi, her lips moved, and finally she only said a few short words: "Put more clothes, don't catch a cold."
After taking one last look at Zhou Zhi, the curtain was lowered.
The sedan chair left in the opposite direction, Zhou Zhi stared blankly, and finally knelt down, kowtowed, and burst into tears.
The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, the child wants to be nurtured but the kiss does not wait.
What if there was an afterlife...
When Zhou Zhi was immersed in sadness and couldn't extricate himself, he suddenly heard Shi Mu and Fu Yunshen whispering: "Mother Zhou Zhi smells like glutinous rice cake~"
"… "