I couldn't help but wonder a little, "But what does the establishment of a village here have to do with the worries of the Qinglou guests?"

"You mountain elf, naturally you don't understand. ”

The old woman continued: "Those nobles who linger in the Qinglou and pamper the famous prostitutes all have families, and they make the belly of the girl in the flower building bigger, and then replace the next one to continue to have fun, who cares about the life and death of those girls, but those women can't do business, and they have to be pointed out, so the proprietress of the flower building sent those pregnant corner prostitutes over, and laid down the fetus here to recuperate for a period of time. ”

I see......

I listened to my mother-in-law's words, and my heart suddenly had mixed feelings, I didn't expect that Hanaman Village was established for such a reason, and for the woman in the green building in Kyoto, the last thing I wanted was to come here.

"Donor, do the villagers make pottery dolls out of baby bones and hearts, and send them to Huamanlou?" the monk asked again.

The old woman shook her head: "At the beginning, I didn't add anything to the pottery doll, and sent it to the major stores in Kyoto to sell it as a decorative boutique, but then a saying gradually spread in this village, saying that those unformed fetuses were burned into ashes and put into the pottery doll, which can be auspicious and avoid evil, promoted and rich, and the wish will be fulfilled.......

Indeed, when I was in the underworld, I also heard Lao Cui mention that the resentment of the infant spirit is already heavier than that of ordinary yin spirits, and if it is made into such a strange thing, it will damage the yin virtue more than ordinary evil things, and if this is punished, I am afraid that I will have to fry it again at least 800 times a day.

"Is there really a guest in the Huamanlou who will buy this pottery doll?" the monk asked with a frown.

The old woman sighed heavily, and continued: "At first, no one believed it, and I thought it was a little evil, but then there was a corner prostitute who brought back the ashes of the fetus, and within March, she took the position of Oiran in the smoke willow lane. ”

"After this incident spread, the girl's room full of flowers,

Almost all of them are placed with pottery dolls, and slowly they have attracted the attention of those nobles, you know, those powerful people who have no desire, plus the girls who are full of flowers blowing the wind on the pillow, naturally there are guests who are willing to spend a lot of money to invite back. ”

"In that case, why are the clay dolls in the temple again?" I asked.

"Half a year ago, Huamanlou was seized. ”

The monk said with a serious expression: "But at that time, it was not because of the Tao Doll, but the two murders that appeared in Huamanlou one after another, which attracted the attention of the imperial court, and the dead were all court officials. ”

"Although the master is far away in the suburbs of Beijing, he knows the news in the capital well. The old woman grinned weakly.

The monk said in a deep voice: "Because after Huamanlou was seized, there were suddenly more pilgrims in a temple on the outskirts of Beijing, and there were many court officials who went to worship and incense, which attracted the attention of several other temples, including Lin Yin Temple." ”

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

They are all monks who are Qing cultivators, and suddenly the number of pilgrims has increased greatly, and the people who come and go to the temple are all court officials, which is naturally abnormal, and it is not unreasonable to say so.

But his next words shocked me again.

"If it's just these superficial sights, it's nothing, but in the three months since the pilgrims gathered, there have been many strange things in Kyoto, I wonder if your mother-in-law has heard of it?"

"This person, once you get the sweetness, you have to get worse, this is nature, the girls who are full of flowers, have brought a lot of benefits to the village, and the sales of pottery dolls are getting better and better, and it didn't take long for the young men and women in the village to have more thoughts, and they were introduced by a Kyoto person to ...... with that temple"

The monk's eyes froze, as if he suddenly understood the key to it.

Squatting in the wooden bowl, I could hear it in a fog, so I asked, "What hell?"

What's so weird?"

"Those officials who secretly bought pottery dolls from the temple and went home, their children died one after another, and the pregnant woman in the family will also have a miscarriage for no reason, just three months to make such a strange rumor, naturally to cause an uproar in Kyoto, and it is precisely because of this, a month ago, the temple was seized, under the arrangement of the imperial court, together with the abbot, dozens of monks involved in the case were arrested and executed, but because of this matter, the temples of the whole country were implicated, for a while, the number of believers plummeted, and there was no one in Buddhism. ”

Without saying this, he silently closed his eyes and recited a scripture.

After a while, he reopened his eyes, and those shining eyes looked at the old woman and asked, "I just don't know, since the woman in Huamanlou was imprisoned, where did the ashes made into pottery dolls come from?"

The old woman was stunned, and her eyes became even more painful, " They arranged for some of the villagers who didn't know how to burn pottery to go out and collect the women who wanted to have an abortion and come back, and while the baby was about to take the mold out of the belly and incinerate, the bloody babies, when some of them came out of the mother's womb, they were already crying, so they were thrown into the kiln, and the old woman took pity on those children, so she went door to door to persuade them not to do this evil thing, but the people in the village were blinded by the gold ingot, and they didn't listen to my advice, I can't help it, I can't help it, I can't help it......"

After saying that, she held her face with her dirty hands and whimpered and cried.

I turned my head to look at the monk, and his face also showed a look of sorrow, as if he was shocked by these bloody truths, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Old woman, are you the only one left in the village?" I asked softly.

The old woman took two deep breaths, revealed her haggard and weak face again, and pointed to the other corner with a trembling hand, "In the village, they are all dead, men and women, there is not a single one left, but ...... There was also a man over there who had fainted. ”

When she said this, the monk and I looked at it at the same time.

Sure enough, I saw another figure in the corner, all in disarray, covered in dry mud from head to toe, lying quietly on its side, as if it was so weak that it was almost imperceptible to breathing.