24. Stories
Peach looked at Liu Yin's eyes, and did not mean to avoid it at all:
"Since you're dying with me, I'll tell you my story too."
Although Liu Yin was dissatisfied with her complacency, she did not interrupt her.
Peaches looked at the willow shade, and seemed to look through the willow shade, looking at where in the air, and told her own experience:
"My dad wasn't originally the head of the village, in the beginning, he was just an outsider who wandered here.
At that time he was wounded, but he was rescued by the people of this village, and he was worried that he could not find a place to live, so he took the opportunity to live here.
It was precisely because he was an outsider that the villagers were extremely polite to him, and the village chief at that time also had a good impression of him.
This favor deepened after a few months.
May the cause be the river.
That river was originally the protection river of this village, which has nurtured many generations, and it can be said that this place was raised by this river.
It's the day to blame.
Villagers found the body of a woman in the river -
A girl, a girl from the village, to be exact.
The villagers only thought that the girl had fallen into the water, and they didn't pay much attention to it, but just prepared for her funeral.
But that night, the girl's ghost appeared by the river, and a few bold people saw it, and hurried to report it to the old village chief.
When the old village chief arrived, the girl was goneβ
All that remains is the corpses of animals and poultry floating in the river.
The river has also turned stinky, and the villagers have no guarantee of water.
Then many people died in the river, all of them little girls of twelve or thirteen years old.
The old village chief didn't believe in evil, so he had to go to the neighboring village to find a Taoist priest at this time.
The Taoist priest from the neighboring village came and said that if he wanted to open the altar, he still had to open the altar at the time of his son, and no one else was allowed to approach.
The villagers were skeptical, but they also listened to the Taoist priest, and at night, no one went out.
But the next day, the villagers came to the river full of hope, only to find that the Taoist priest was dead, bleeding from all seven orifices, and the death was very horrific.
The villagers had no choice but to negotiate moving away from this evil place.
At this time, the outsider, that young father, appeared.
My dad said he knew some Taoism and could give it a try.
The villagers didn't want him to die for them, but seeing his ambition, the ghost sent him down.
That night, no one knew what was going on.
The next morning, when the villagers woke up, they saw my father standing by the river with a smile on his face.
The river had long since cleared, there were no more corpses, and everything was as if nothing had happened.
They thought of my father as an immortal who had descended into the mortal world. They all chanted and knelt down and bowed.
It took a lot of effort for my dad to convince them that he wasn't a god.
But in the same way, my father's majesty in the village was established, and even the old village chief admired him.
Before the old village chief died, he designated him as the next village chief, and married his daughter, that is, my mother, to him.
My mother was a little girl at the time, and naturally she had some affection for a person with great powers like my father, so they lived comfortably after marriage.
My mother gave birth to two children, my brother and me, and they both said that on the day I was born, there were auspicious clouds in the sky, and I was a blessed person.
When my brother was born the following year, none of this happened, so they decided that I was a blessed man.
In those years, they wanted to offer me as a bodhisattva in the temple.
If this is the end of the matter, it will be a good thing that everyone praises.
But there are many changes in the world, and this change happened when I was 14 years old.
When I was fourteen years old, my mother discovered my father's secret.
I don't know how my mother found out, but she was crying for a few days anyway.
first cried that my father lied to her, and then cried that my father was a bad person, and felt that he couldn't understand people clearly, and lived with such a person for more than ten years.
She wanted to leave, but where could she go, it seemed that she couldn't go anywhere.
Later, I don't know what my father told her, so she decided to accept her fate and said that she would hide it with my father.
But the mistake was that she took it too seriously, and told me all day not to touch the vase on the cupboard.
At that time, I was very curious, and the more I was not allowed to touch something, the more I wanted to touch it.
What's more, at the time, I thought it was hiding my father's secret.
However, the vase really hid my father's secret.
I also want to know what my father's secret is to make my mother cry like that.
So one day, when I was home alone, I took down the vase.
The vase looked strange, and the mouth of the bottle was plugged with a stopper.
I didn't know what was wrong with me, so I pulled the plug off at once.
With this pull, something big happened.
I just saw a shadow emerge from the vase and disappear.
I was scared and knew I had done something bad.
But I was afraid that my father would scold me, so I had to stuff the plug back and pretend that nothing had happened.
When my father and my mother came back, they didn't notice anything unusual.
But that night, another man died in the river.
It's the same scene as it was more than a decade ago.
That's when my dad found out that I had touched the vase.
He slapped me in a rage and locked me in the wood room.
He seemed to have forgotten about me, and only my mother secretly brought me food on time every day, and secretly wiped her tears while watching me eat.
The longer it went, the more sad she cried.
I thought she was distressed that I was being confined and didn't pay attention to her abnormality
When I found out later, it was too late.
My dad let me out, his face pale.
My mother put me in a new dress, the one on my body, like a bride's wedding dress.
During the whole process, my mother followed the process of getting married, cleansing my face, putting on makeup, and combing my hair.
I don't know what's going on, and looking at the way they look, it's not at all that they're trying to send me to get married.
It's like saying goodbye to me.
I was put in a sedan chair by them, and many people in the village came, and a few people picked up the sedan chair I was sitting in and left.
I don't know how many people came with me, I don't know what's going on outside, and I don't know where I'm going to be taken.
Later, ah, I found out that I had been taken to the river.
I secretly lifted the curtain to look and saw my father doing it next to me, and my mother was helping out.
None of them looked at me.
By the end, they looked up at me. I knew they saw me.
I also saw their eyes, and there was nothing in them, no sadness, no excitement, no pain. Nothing.
It was the last time, I was taken out of the sedan chair, my mother was chanting beside me, and my father had put a talisman on me.
Then I was pushed into the river.
It was winter, the river was cold, and no one came to save me.
I looked up and saw that the people who were usually very good to me were looking at me indifferently, and they no longer had the gentleness they had at the beginning.
It's as if you're looking at an unrelated person.
Including my mom and dad. β
Speaking of these, Peach's eyes were unwavering, as if she was telling a story that had nothing to do with herself.