Everything went smoothly. On the day of the sacrifice, the gongs and drums outside the ancestral hall were noisy, and the ceremony was full of sense.
Xiao An was riding in a vermilion sedan chair, holding her spiritual position in her hand, and a long vertical mark was drawn on the center of her eyebrows by cinnabar.
When he reached the river, Xiao An wore a big red wedding gown and a mask, and walked slowly towards the center of the river.
Among the crowd of onlookers, Xiao'an's father was also there. Seeing this scene, his heart was also very unbearable. No matter how patriarchal he is, he is his own daughter after all!
But until the river flooded the top of Xiao An's head, he still didn't have the courage to stop it.
"There should be something wrong after that!" Ye Yi looked at the old sorrowful expression in front of him.
If this matter really ended here, then I wouldn't see him here today.
Old Dao sighed long and nodded.
I thought that everything was settled with Xiao An, but a female ghost in red appeared in the town that night.
This female ghost is dressed in red and has long hair scattered, and it is not harmful, just wandering in the streets of the small town.
The old way stopped the female ghost in red. The clothes on this female ghost were exactly the same as Xiao An's sacrifice, but it was not Xiao An.
And this female ghost has forgotten all her past.
For ghosts, they may forget the moment of their death, but it is extremely rare to have complete amnesia like this.
After some days, the ghost in red suddenly disappeared without knowing how. In troubled times, Taoist priests must go down the mountain to support justice and defend righteousness and ward off evil spirits. The old Dao also has his own business to do, so he left the town.
The years passed in a hurry, and the people in the town had changed for several generations. The figure who wore a red wedding gown and walked into the water with a tablet in his hand has long been forgotten. I don’t know who’s tablet is.
Whenever the night is quiet, the sedan chair parked behind the old ancestral hall will make a creak, and sometimes a red figure floats in it.
Until recent years, the old Taoist priest returned to the town and found that the ghost in red was still there, but there have been no rumors of the ghost in red in the town over the years.
"In other words, Xiao An did not die, another woman died for Xiao An." Ye Yi analyzed.
"Yes, on the day Xiao'an offered sacrifices, there was indeed a woman missing in the town. She was also a hard-working woman. Everyone in the family died except for her. I don’t know how many people like this were in that old age. Maybe find a dry well and a tree in the mountain. The whole life is over. Everyone talked about her for a few days, and then no longer remembered her." The old Taoist's eyes were a little confused, and he seemed to think of something again.
"I thought at the time that this woman probably died in place of Xiao An, so I wanted to calculate Xiao An's whereabouts, but I couldn't figure it out. This matter has been buried deep in my heart. I thought it was myself. I was sparsely knowledgeable, and later returned to Qingyun Temple. I asked the seniors and seniors for help. The result is still not calculated. The Central Plains Committee is still unable to understand." The old Taoist continued, speaking with regret.
"Xiao'an, tablet, worship, gather Yin." Ye Yi leaned sideways, staring at the tablet next to him in thought.
After a while, Ye Yicai nodded to himself.
"Senior, what did you think of?" the old Taoist asked impatiently.
"The curse of the name starts here, and ends here." Ye Yi got up and picked up the tablet next to him, "I have one thing, please."
…
Jade and Chen Hanyue were walking around the town so happily, and it was not until the evening that they returned to their place of residence with a sense of enthusiasm.
The history here is actually not long, only one or two hundred years, and there is no deep cultural accumulation. They are all carved beams, pavilions, and pavilions created by modern people.
But traveling is to take a look at Tu Yile, few people really go to it.
"Ye Yi, how about the things that this fairy entrusted you to do?" Jade asked Erlang's legs while browsing the photos in his camera.
Chen Hanyue sat next to her, watching with interest, and wanted to pick some and send it to the circle of friends.
"Wait for the night! That's when the answer to the mystery will be revealed." Old God Ye Yi said in the tunnel.
The jade turned white, and Ye Yi glanced at it, pretending to be mysterious again.
Chen Hanyue looked careless on the surface, but in fact he was very worried, after all, it was related to his past.
As night fell, the town was already dark before eight or nine o'clock.
Ye Yi, Jade, and Chen Hanyue came to the back of the ancestral hall.
A vermilion sedan chair was parked in the courtyard. Around it, tablets were placed in a circle on the ground, which was very scary.
"Ye Yi, what fascinating array are you posing?" Jade glanced around and asked in confusion.
"Senior, this is not setting the formation, but breaking the formation." The old Taoist walked silently, jumping out from which dark corner, and shocked Jade and Chen Hanyue.
"This is the person who guards the ancestral hall." Ye Yi gave a brief introduction.
In fact, it can be regarded as the culprit in this matter.
"Break the formation? Break what formation?" Jade knelt down and carefully looked at the contents of the tablets, and found that all the tablets were dedicated to Xiao An.
Xiaoan? Isn't it Chen Hanyue
Jade turned his head and glanced at Chen Hanyue. He knew whether his little friend was a ghost or a man.
Chen Hanyue's expression was a little frozen.
She knelt down, picked up a tablet, and looked at it. There was a familiar feeling in her heart, and a figure suddenly flashed in her mind like a glimpse of light.
Jade looked at Chen Hanyue like this, turned his head to look at Ye Yi, just about to ask, Ye Yi made a silent gesture.
The night was gradually faint.
Xiao An followed his father on the road. When passing a house, Xiao An suddenly caught a glimpse of the sky above the courtyard. Her anger became less and less and more and more lifeless. This is a situation that only occurs when a person is about to die!
Xiaoan knew the situation of this family, and only one woman was left to die, which was very miserable.
"You go first." Xiao An stopped and said to his father.
Xiao'an's father glanced back, knowing that his daughter must have seen that kind of thing again, sighed, and left on his own.
Xiao An hurriedly walked over, the door opened as soon as he pushed, and a woman was hanging on the white cloth in front of him.
Xiao An pulled out the hatchet in the basket behind her, stepped on the stool beside her, and cut the deadly white cloth in a few strokes.
"There is no way under your feet, and you will die alone." Xiao An said to the woman who was retching violently. "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes. Do it and die."
"My wish will not be fulfilled, because I have no family." After a while, the woman said weakly.
In the middle of the hall, there are two rows of tablets arranged in a row, which is very infiltrating.
But after that night, Xiao An had an extra family, a family that was even warmer than the real family.
"I want a rabbit."
In the dead of night, Xiao An gently pushed open the door of Quan Dexi, Quan Dexi looked at her blankly, and was stunned. The girl's crisp voice broke the embarrassment.
"Okay!" A smile suddenly appeared on Quan Dexi's face, which was brighter than the sunshine in the spring.
Quan De hi smiled beautifully, and there were shallow pear vortices on both sides of his mouth.
…
"Do you still want to die?"
Quan Dexi leaned against the door frame of the hall, smiled slightly, shook his head, and looked at Xiao An with very gentle eyes.
She knew Xiao An, and everyone in the town said she was evil in nature and could hell.
She was afraid of her before, but at this moment, she felt that there was something terrible about hell, would it be more terrifying than this "cannibalistic" world
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"As the drought continues, there is a famine. I don't know how many people will starve to death?"
"Several houses are dead, so I have to sacrifice to the heavens!"
"How to live this!"
"Your girl's evil nature can only be sacrificed to her, it may be useful."
"To sacrifice to heaven."
"Let's give her a long confession of the memorial tablet, and the incense continues."
"You still have a son, it's not like you're a queen, you have to think about it for the whole village!"
"Yes, just think about it for us."
"Kill her, kill her, scourge."
…
Xiao'an was wearing a red wedding gown, with a line of scarlet painted on the center of her eyebrows, saying that it blocked her eyes and made her invisible after death.
If you can't see people, you can't get revenge even if you have grievances. After all, people know that they are wrong, but none of them say it.
Xiao An held her tablet in her arms and sat in the sedan quietly waiting for the arrival of death.
Quan Dexi slipped into the ancestral hall while unprepared, and opened the horizontal bolt on the car door.
"It's me, hurry, hurry up." Quan Dexi said anxiously while helping Xiao An untie the rope in his hand, "It's too late to walk now."
Xiao An took off the mask on her face, and stopped in place, not following Quan Dexi.
"No one wants me to live." Xiao'an whirred with tears and looked at Quan Dexi desperately.
"The hour has come, ready to sacrifice." Such a voice came from outside.
Quan Dexi turned his head and glanced outside the ancestral hall, then looked at the tablet in his hand, his eyes firmed up.
She stunned Xiao An, exchanged clothes with Xiao An, hid Xiao An in an empty water tank in the ancestral hall, and resolutely replaced Xiao An to die.
I want you to live, live in peace.
All the people in the town went to the river to watch the excitement.
Under the guidance of Quande Xihunpo, Xiaoan walked out of the small town in a daze.
After that day, the spell of the name began to be fulfilled on them. Quan Dexi became Xiao'an, accepting the incense of the whole town instead of her. The soul always existed in the world, but Xiao'an lost her name and was immortal, wandering in the world, leaving life behind. , Took away the memory.
"Xiao'an, if you can live, I can rest assured." Quan Dexi's soul walked out of the sedan chair.
Life and death, death may not be cruel, life may not be without regrets.
"Ye Yi, today is another day to cry for other people's love." Jade stood beside Ye Yi, crying faintly.
"This is not love, this is beautiful friendship." Ye Yi emphasized.
"Ye Yi, you can help them, right." Jade glanced at Xiao An and Quan Dexi, who had reunited after a long time, and cast hopeful eyes at Ye Yi.
Anyway, it's not the first time Ye Yi has done this kind of thing, Qingqing and Camilla, have they all been left behind by him too!
Ye Yi looked at Xiao An and finally nodded.
A name is a symbol that accompanies a person's life. If you lose your name, are you still you