Chapter 78: The Strange Old Home

Let's put the matter here down first, and talk about what happened after Wei Zixin disguised herself as a man and sneaked down the mountain?

As soon as she came down the mountain, she was blocked by a river in front of her.

It is better to cross the river, which is not wide, and is made up of water that flows down from the mountains.

I just listened to her flowing loudly, in the mountains and forests after the rain, quite spiritual.

The fresh air, the scent of the earth, and the scent of the trees are very refreshing.

"How did the bridge collapse?" Wei Zixin shook her head.

I thought that I would have to send someone to repair it later.

He pulled up his trouser legs and poked out a big white leg to go down the river.

After finding that the river was not very deep, Wei Zixin went into the water with high morale and interest.

But it won't go too fast, after all, the resistance of the water is there, and there are the underwater stones, which are round and sharp, and if you are not careful, you will scratch your feet.

She had to be extremely careful now, and she didn't dare not cherish her body.

Now that her body is painless, she knows it's a terrible thing.

She has always been calm, and she has already thought about the consequences of the matter.

Her experience is not shallow, and she is more knowledgeable than ordinary women.

Even stronger than some men.

Of course, this is all thanks to her extraordinary experience.

After all, if you deal with tomb robbers all year round, how can you not know some crooked ways.

As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is invincible.

And there's a trick in it.

That's what she saw with her own eyes.

Although she had never actually been to the grave, she was very impressed by that experience.

It happened when I was a girl.

She was also the one she met at that time, the one who made her willingly give her life to the death.

It must have been when she was fifteen or sixteen years old, and it was so long ago that she couldn't remember it clearly, and even the man's name and appearance were a little vague.

Sometimes touching the scene and reminiscing about the past, she will even integrate the facial and physical features of Grandpa Guo and that person, which is really funny.

Speaking of her hometown, it's a "good" place where birds don't poop.

But the more that kind of place, I don't know why it's always so attractive.

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that they have too many hills.

Who knows, hehe.

At that time, she hadn't gone out for a long time to relax, and on a dark and windy night, she went up a small hill.

This small hillside, how to say, is that as long as the people there die, they will be buried there.

Like the place where there are fields and woods, no one cares about it, and it can be said that it is forbidden by the patriarch.

Regardless of whether the fields and woods are lush or not, it is not allowed to be buried there.

Some outsiders don't know that even if their ancestors have been buried in the ground, they have to fish out the coffin and bury it again in the mountain.

Pretty weird, isn't it?

Hahaha~

She used to think it was weird, but now she doesn't think so.

As the saying goes, there must be a cause for something, and there must be an effect for all causes.

The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant.

There are people who have not been found who buried their ancestors in their own fields, and there are no bags left on the graves, so naturally no one finds them.

Didn't find out the consequences.

Tut-tut, that's really self-evident, it's very miserable~

A series of strange events have happened, either losing things or falling into the pit, raising what to die, and even the newborn baby doll is not in danger.

In the end, they couldn't find the patriarch and tell him the situation, so everyone was frightened and worshiped God under the family's painstaking pleas, and dug up the coffin.

Wei Zixin, who knows a little bit of the inside story, knows that worshipping the heavens and worshipping the gods is all fooling.

The main prop is the powder to ward off evil spirits and insects, and it sprinkles a large field, which is what matters.

Don't underestimate the grinder.

Without the grinding stone, the uncles who often dig graves don't even dare to step on the edge of the field.

The green black and shiny wheat fields seem to have foretold the consequences, and in order to establish rules, the old people in the clan are really unscrupulous.

There was no squeak.

Later, when she found out, she broke away from the crowd and became self-reliant.

Don't interact with the people in the clan anymore, just learn the skills handed over by your father and mother.

In fact, she doesn't have any friends, and most of them quietly listen to their gossip in places that her peers can't see.

At that time, many people were afraid of her, and she didn't know why.

There are still many people who are afraid of her, hahaha~

She still doesn't know why.

I had guessed and confirmed with my own ears that those people were strongly urged by their families not to approach her.

It's weird!

She is not a stone person, and she will be sad, but as long as she shows the slightest emotion, such as sadness and sadness, such as elation, she will be taught a lesson by her father and mother.

She said that she doubted life.

Fortunately, fortunately, she is a heartless person, otherwise, blackening is possible.

Didn't the family beg for ideas, no, the grave was dug up, and the coffin inside somehow became black charcoal in just a few months, and even the bones of the old man in the coffin were black, which was particularly terrifying and terrifying.

A few uncles wrapped pieces of cleaned bones in yellow cloth and handed them over, placed them in a specially made special coffin, and exposed them to the sun for 7749 days before they dared to be buried again.

In those seven or forty-nine days, the family had fled in fear twice, three times and no less than a dozen times, and finally ran back again.

Their family was originally a big family of dozens of people, but when they came back, there were only two left, a total of one boy and one woman, all of whom were still strong and strong, so to speak, those with poor physique died.

When the coffin was buried on the mountain, the man and the woman stayed in the village for half a month, and after making sure that there was no more trouble, they dared to pack up and leave for the other side.

Since then, Ms. Wei has not seen them again.

A few years after that incident, maybe five years, or maybe six years, Wei Zixin can't remember clearly.

She wanted to enjoy the coolness of the breeze.

After dinner, I went up the hill.

But I haven't enjoyed the feeling of freedom for long.

The sound of sassy footsteps rampaged towards her.

The rustling sound was the sound of running and stepping on the grass, dripping with heaviness.

"Help!" A rapid gasp fell on her, and she looked up at the sky speechlessly.

"It's just that this one person is pressed on the old lady, why are the two of them pressed up all of a sudden?" That's right, under his rampage, he was crushed to the ground on his back.

At that time, she obviously defended well, and her strength was not small, but why was she overwhelmed?

Wei Zixin hasn't figured it out until now.

Maybe that's fate.

Fate made her meet that person, and then she was hurt by that person even more desireless.

That's the only one she's ever touched.

Meeting that person gave her a different experience, so she cherished it.

She has always been weak and desireless, and since then, she has become even more desireless.