Chapter 120: Strange Ancestral House

After three days of recuperation in bed, I finally recuperated my body and was able to return to a normal state.

The first thing I have to do is to go to my own immortal hall and incense the immortal family.

The table was filled with offerings, mainly to express gratitude to the left and right protectors and the ghost super immortal family, and thank several immortal families for saving their lives.

After putting the incense on it, I took a step back, knelt on the futon, folded my hands, and said silently: "Thank you to the Hu Yan Immortal Family, the Hu Yu Immortal Family and the Devil Chao Immortal Family for their life-saving grace to the disciples, the disciples are unforgettable, and they will act cautiously in the future and not cause trouble to the Immortal Family." ”

After speaking, he kowtowed three times to the entrance of the hall.

When he got up and was about to leave, he suddenly thought that he should go to the shrine to make incense, and it was the two gods of black and white impermanence who helped together, otherwise he might be chained to that broken cage.

So he changed his route and walked in the direction of his own shrine. The same nine incense sticks, on the red candle on the side, lit the incense, respectively up to the main position, the left center, the right center, knelt on the futon, and said to the shrine: "Hua Rong thanks to the two gods of black and white impermanence for coming to the rescue, Xiao Hua Rong can save the day and return to the body, and I will sincerely worship you in the future, please bless you a lot." ”

After saying that, I kowtowed to the shrine three more times.

When he got up and was about to leave, he saw a golden light shining with the name of black and white impermanence on the shrine, and a voice came from his consciousness: "No need to be polite, you must be careful in the future, and you must not be careless." "It's Bai Wuchang Xie Qiye's voice.

"Yes, Hua Rong will pay attention, thank you Shenjun. I kowtowed to the temple again and thanked him.

"Go ahead. "Black impermanence Fan Baye's voice.

I got up and said goodbye to the two gods in front of the shrine, and turned to leave the hall.

On this night, the sky was moonless, and the night was dark and oppressive, accompanied by a hint of breeze, blowing on the windows of each house from time to time.

In Erdao Village, not far from Ma's house, there is an ordinary small bungalow, and only one couple lives in this family. The couple is about 50 years old, his wife Ma Yuxiang is from Majia Village, and her husband Chen Zhiyong is from Erdao Village.

Ma Yuxiang is the second in the family, and there is an older sister above.

My father died early, and my mother returned to live in the ancestral house in Erdao Village early.

The ancestral house is a small house of less than ten square meters, the walls on all four sides can barely withstand the cold wind, and the broken windows and the doors that are about to fall look so dilapidated.

Two years ago, Ma Yuxiang's mother hanged herself in this hut.

Before her death, her mother told her second daughter Ma Yuxiang that her husband always appeared in the middle of the night and wanted to hang herself, take herself away, and take her to the underworld to suffer with him.

Ma Yuxiang only felt that her mother was not sober because of her advanced age, so she was talking nonsense.

Never paid attention to his mother's abnormality.

Until that day, as usual, when I wanted to visit my mother, I opened the dilapidated small door and was used to looking at my mother who was sitting cross-legged on the small kang in the past, but only saw the empty small kang, I felt a little strange?

Unexpectedly, just when he turned his head and wanted to go out to look for his mother nearby, he saw a pair of dangling human legs on the other side of the hut!

My mother really hanged herself!

Frightened, she fell unconscious when she looked at her mother's gray face hanging from the ceiling.

Ma Yuxiang and her husband Chen Zhiyong, her sister Ma Yumei, and brother-in-law Zhang Weida took care of the funeral of their hanged mother.

When handling the old lady's body, Ma Yuxiang stood on the old lady's left hand, while her brother-in-law Zhang Weida happened to be standing on the old lady's right hand. At that time, the two people who didn't pay attention happened to touch the old lady's left and right hands, which had been stiffened.

A year later, my brother-in-law Zhang Weida suddenly dreamed that the old lady was holding a thick hemp rope and said to him: "Put him on, he will be a hundred when he dies, and then you can come down to accompany me and your father!"

This strange dream, in those short days, repeated every day, and every day was the same content.

Zhang Weida told his wife Ma Xiangmei about his abnormality at the time, and his wife thought he was just thinking about it, and the memory of the old lady was too deep when she died, so it was about to be her mother's death day, so she would always think of these strange things.

However, on the day of the old lady's death, that is, a year after the old lady's death, Zhang Weida was asleep at home, but suddenly woke up from his dream, sat up, turned around and put on slippers, and walked outside the house without informing his sleeping wife beside him.

Zhang Weida was wearing pajamas and pajamas and a pair of slippers at home, and in the middle of the night without moonlight, his eyes walked step by step in the direction of Erdao Village without any focus.

Walked to the road in Erdao Village, almost all the lights in the village were extinguished, only a few families still had lights on, and walked to his wife's ancestral house, along the way, the dogs of every family would bark when they saw his figure!

After walking around the small room of the ancestral house, I found the location of the door, and pushed open the dilapidated door, and the door creaked ——, because it was uninhabited, the hut became even more dilapidated, the thin corners of the walls had already been gnawed through by rats, and the walls were covered with cobwebs.

There was no longer a figure of the old man sitting cross-legged on the small kang, and now there was only a thick layer of dust. Only on the small cabinet on the side still has the old pampas fan that the old lady always held in her hand before her death.

Zhang Weida walked to the small cabinet with blank eyes, stretched out his hand to open the drawer of the small cabinet, reached into the innermost part of the small cabinet, and took out a thick hemp rope that was exactly the same as the one he had seen the old lady take in his dream.

Walked to the place where the old lady hanged herself, and then turned to the side of the kang and took the stool that the old lady had stepped on when she hanged herself, if there were others, you would be surprised to find that all the furnishings in the hut were covered with a thick layer of dust, and the stool was no exception.

It's just that there is a pair of women's shoe prints on the stool, which are as clear as if they have just been printed!

Zhang Weida put the stool in his hand in the same position as when the old lady hanged herself!

His eyes stepped on it without focus, and the man's feet completely covered the very clear footprints of the woman just now.

He threaded the rope through the beam and made a buckle in the same way as the old lady.

Finally, the man put his head in the buckle and kicked the stool aside.

It wasn't until he was completely suspended in the air, and a clear feeling of suffocation and tightness in his neck came, that the man's brain finally cleared up!

When he realized his current situation, he struggled to untie the rope around his neck.

But at this moment, I felt that someone was dragging my legs downward!

When the man looked down in horror and difficulty, he saw that the old lady who was dragging his legs was actually the old lady who had hanged herself in the hut a year ago!