Article 28

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Chu Wanning said: "People in Caidie Town are very particular about geomantic skills, and they think that there should be no lonely graves in their homes, otherwise the family luck will be implicated by lonely souls and wild ghosts."

"...Is there no such statement?"

"The townspeople believe in it."

"Hey, that's right. Caidie Town has been here for hundreds of years. If you want to tell them that the evil they believe in doesn't exist, they probably won't be able to accept it."

The teacher asked quietly: "Where is this team of ghost marriage going?"

Chu Wanning said: "When we came here just now, we passed through an earthen temple. The temple did not enshrine any gods and Buddhas. There was a letter of happiness on the lintel, and the desk was full of red satin. The satin was written on it. In the words of 'Heaven-blessed Match', 'Good Union under Spring'. I think they should be going there."

"I noticed that temple too." Shi Mo thought thoughtfully, "Master, is the one enshrined there a ghost emcee?"

"good."

The ghost master of ceremonies is an imaginary image of ghosts and gods conceived by the folks. People believe that the marriage of dead souls also requires three matchmakers and six cards, and the exchange of dragon and phoenix cards also requires a master of ceremonies to prove that two dead people are married. And Caidie Town, because the custom of ghost marriage is very popular, naturally made a golden body for the ghost master of ceremonies, and put it in front of the graveyard outside the town. I went to worship in front of the temple.

Mo Ran seldom saw this absurd scene, and he watched it with relish, but Chu Wanning only looked at it for a while, turned his horse's head, and said, "Let's go, go to the haunted house and take a look."

"Three priests, my life is really hard! You are here! If no one cares about this matter, I, I don't even want to live!"

The one who entrusted the top of death and life to get rid of ghosts was the richest businessman in the town, Yuanwai Chen.

The Chen family is in the powder business. There are four sons and one daughter in the family. After the eldest son got married, the wife didn't like the noise at home, so the two thought about moving out and setting up a new house. The Chen family was rich and powerful, so they bought a large piece of land in a secluded place in Beishan, and brought a natural hot spring pool, which would especially enjoy .

As a result, on the day the foundation was broken, a few shovels went down, and the shovel hit a hard object. The eldest daughter-in-law went over to take a look, and immediately fainted from fright, a new coffin covered with red paint was dug up on Beishan!

There is a group burial place in Caidie Town, and the townspeople are buried there after they die. But this lonely coffin appeared inexplicably on Beishan, and there was no grave or monument, and the coffin was blood red.

They didn't dare to move any more, and quickly filled the soil back, but it was too late. Since that day, strange things have been happening in the Chen family.

"First it was my daughter-in-law." Chen Yuanwai cried, "She was frightened, her fetus became gassy, ​​and she suffered a miscarriage. Then it was my eldest son who went to the mountains to collect herbs in order to strengthen his wife, but his feet slipped. He stumbled and fell to the bottom of the mountain, and he was out of breath when he went to rescue people... Alas!" He sighed, choked with sobs and couldn't continue speaking, just waved his hands.

Mrs. Chen also kept wiping her tears with a handkerchief: "My husband is right. In the next few months, our sons had accidents one after another, either missing or dying—three of our four sons died. Already!"

Chu Wanning frowned, his eyes passed over the Chen family couple, and fell on the pale youngest son, he looked about the same age as Mo Ran, he was fifteen or sixteen years old, and he had beautiful features, but fear made his face Something twisted.

The teacher asked: "Can you tell me, the other children...how did they disappear?"

"Well, Zhongzi was bitten by a snake on his way to find his brother. The snake was a normal grass snake, not poisonous. He fell straight down, and then... woo woo woo, my child..."

The teacher sighed and couldn't bear it: "Then, is there any sign of poisoning in the body?"

"Oh, where did the poison come from? Our family must have been cursed! The first few sons have all gone, and the next one will be the youngest! The next one will be the youngest!"

Chu Wanning frowned, his eyes fell on Mrs. Chen like lightning, and asked: "How do you know that the next one will be the youngest, why not yourself? Could it be that this ghost only kills men?"

The youngest son of the Chen family huddled there, his legs were like sieves, his eyes were swollen like peaches, and his voice was squeaky and distorted: "It's me! It's me! I know it! The person in the red coffin is here!" He's here! Daoist, Daoist, save me! Daoist, save me!"

Speaking of emotions, he began to lose control, and rushed over to hug Chu Wanning's thigh.

Chu Wanning never liked contact with strangers, so she avoided it immediately, raised her head and stared at Yuanwai Chen and his wife: "What's going on?"

The husband and wife looked at each other, and tremblingly said: "There is a place in this house, we, we dare not go again - the Taoist priest will know when he sees it, it's really evil, really..."

Chu Wanning interrupted: "Where?"

The couple hesitated for a while, stretched out their hands, and pointed tremblingly at the shrine where the ancestors were worshiped in the house: "That's right there..."

Chu Wanning took the lead, followed by Mo Ran and Shi Mo, and the Chen family followed far behind.

Pushing open the door, the inside is very similar to the incense houses where some rich families worship gods and ancestors. There are several rows of spiritual seats densely arranged, and pale everlasting candles are burning on both sides.

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