The cell boss Zhang Mu woke up, he rubbed his eyes and got up from the table. There was an oil lamp in the corner of the table, the wick of which was single, and the flame was so small that it could barely be seen around his square table.

The cell was already dark, but at night, it felt more eerie. Zhang Mu likes this feeling, probably because his ancestors were cell bosses, and he likes to stay in prison since he can remember.

In this small place, there are not many people who commit crimes, and even fewer who commit big things. Today, there is only one woman in this prison. The woman had just been brought in during the day, and the county lord had not even bothered to interrogate him, and heard that he had murdered his husband.

Zhang Mu pinched his arm, which was a little stiff because he was sleeping on his stomach. It is said that this women's prison has the stewards of the women's prison, but the ground is small, and the prison does not need so many people, so the men's and women's prisons in the county government are all under his own management. Zhang Mu is not a very worried person, and he can't talk about how upright he is, but he is extremely disgusted with the kind of man who beats his own woman at home without interest, and the woman who doesn't live a good life and has the courage to kill his own man.

The female prisoner in the prison now happens to be the kind of person he hates.

No matter how annoying it is, the prisoners who should be seen still have to be watched, and the prisons that should be patrolled are also to be patrolled. Thinking of this, Zhang Mu stood up, he lifted the oil lamp on the table, and walked in the direction of the women's prison.

The prison was quiet, and it seemed that the children were asleep.

"It's really heart-wrenching, it's the first time I've seen someone who has killed someone and been caught in prison and still be able to fall asleep."

Zhang Mu glanced inside the prison and knocked twice on the outside with his hand.

"Hey, talk about you. If you are still sleeping, aren't you afraid that your dead ghost husband will go to you in his dreams to beg for his life? ”

In the prison, the female prisoner curled up on the ground with her back to Zhang Mou, motionless.

Zhang Mou frowned, took out the key he was carrying, and opened the cell door. As soon as I stepped in with my right foot, I felt that something was not quite right. Staying in prison all year round will naturally produce an instinct, an instinct for the perception of death. Now, Zhang Mu smelled the smell of death.

He slowly approached the female prisoner with an oil lamp, and after a gentle "feed", he pushed her back with his hand. A chill passed from the palm of his hand.

"Dead?" Zhang Mou took half a step back, raised the oil lamp in his hand, and shone it on the female prisoner: "How can this be dead?" ”

While reading in pieces, he used his free hand to gently grab the female prisoner's shoulders and make her lie down.

With just one glance, Zhang Mu sat on it, and a chill ran down his spine. The female prisoner, who was fine during the day, opened her eyes wide at this time, and she was bleeding at him.

"I died so miserably!"

"Your husband died even worse!"

"I died so miserably!"

"That's what your husband said."

"I died so miserably!"

"Compared to your husband, you are quite good."

On the corner of the street, a man and a ghost are squatting there.

"I died so miserably!"

The female ghost repeated again, and Xing Ruyi stood up with her waist on her back.

"Can we change the line? It's boring for you to keep repeating this sentence. ”

"I really died a miserable death!"

The female ghost raised her head and looked at Xing Ruyi with resentment. She didn't know why she got out of prison or why she was in front of a woman. She didn't know Xing Ruyi, but she knew that this woman could see herself and hear herself.

She showed herself a sign and said it was a ghost card. The female ghost didn't recognize the ghost card, but the consciousness of the first little ghost told her that the ghost card in the woman's hand was something she couldn't afford to provoke.

"I see it." Xing Ruyi yawned and pointed to the female ghost's face: "Death is not blind, the seven orifices are bleeding, it looks quite miserable." ”

"My mother loves me very much." The female ghost opened her mouth quietly, and finally stopped repeating the sentence just now: "If she was still here, I would not be so miserable." My father was originally a fisherman, and my mother was also a fisherman born by the river. Whenever my dad went fishing in the river, my mother would take me to the shore to mend my dad's nets. Although the life is poor, it is very happy.

It was around the time I was seven years old that my father went to the city to sell fish, and somehow met the gambler. He told my dad that it was much better to go to the gambling house to make money than to fish in the river. My father was suspicious, so he followed him to the gambling house. As a result, it really won.

A silver ingot, that's the first time I've seen that much money. So is my mom and dad. My mother asked my father, where did the silver ingots come from? Dad lied to his mother, saying that the lord of a rich family took a fancy to our fish and set it for a whole year, and this ingots were given by others.

My mother didn't think much about it, so she believed my father's words, and told him to fish more carefully in the future, and not to live up to the trust of the master. The next day, my father went to sell fish again, and when he passed by the door of the gambling house, he didn't hold back and turned in. In my father's words, he just wanted to go in and have a look, after all, it was a lot to win a silver ingot and come back, enough for our family of three to spend half a year.

But the people inside seemed to know my father, and coaxed him to win some more silver. Sure enough, my dad won again, not much, but better than selling fish. My father, who tasted the sweetness, began to frequent the gambling house. In the beginning, there were losses and wins, but there was still a little bit in the hand, and in the end, there was only loss left.

My dad not only lost the silver ingots he had won back before, but also all the valuable things in the family. In the end, my father, who lost his red eyes, actually betrayed my mother to the owner of the gambling house. I haven't seen my mother since that day.

Some people say that my mother was sold to the Qinglou by the proprietress of the gambling house.

Some people say that I am not as good as my father, and I was killed on the same day that I was sold to the owner of the gambling house.

Some people also said that my mother was favored by a passer-by and bought her home to be a lady.

Some people also say that my mother was sold by the owner of the gambling house to a rich and noble family as a mother-in-law.

I tried to find my mother, but no matter how I looked, I couldn't find it.

After selling my mother, my dad restrained himself for a while, but then he intensified and gradually became a gambler and bastard that everyone here knows. Later, in order to covet a few taels of dowry, my father actually promised me to a sick man to be a wife. At that time, I already had someone I liked. If it weren't for my dad, I'd be doing just fine now. ”

"How do you know you're going to do well when you marry someone you like?"

The female ghost glanced at Xing Ruyi: "My mother-in-law doesn't like me. When I entered the door, my in-laws' health was not very good, and I thought about being a good daughter-in-law, and I tried my best to take care of them, taking care of my sick husband. But my mother-in-law always thought that I was not doing well, she not only beat me and scolded me, but also made me do rough work and sleep in a leaky firewood room. It wasn't until they died, and my sick husband beat and scolded me for physical reasons, that I really had my own days of stopping.

I asked myself, what would I have done if it hadn't been for my father's greed for that little bit of bride money? I will have a husband who loves me, even if I can't become his eldest lady, just become a concubine, I don't have to sleep in the firewood room, and I don't have to be beaten and scolded wantonly. ”

"Then have you thought about it, if the person you like also really likes you, why doesn't he go to ask for marriage like your father, but watch you marry a sick man?"

"That's because he didn't know beforehand, and if he knew, he would have stopped it."

"The person you like should have a good family background, right?"

The female ghost nodded slightly.

"Since the family background is good, I guess the dowry money that can be taken out is more than that of your sick husband's family. Your father is a gambler who sees money as his life, and if your sweetheart does take the money out, your father may not change his mind. ”

"The order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, how can this marriage be reversed."

"Do you think your dad is the kind of person who cares about the life of his parents and the words of the matchmaker? Speaking of which, you're still lying to yourself. The man you thought you liked very much, and the man who liked you very much, did nothing when he learned that you were going to marry a sick man, not even a few taels of silver for you. ”

"Not really!" The female ghost looked at Xing Ruyi's eyes: "He is not the kind of stingy man, even after I got married, he bought a lot of valuable things for me." Privately, he also gave me a lot of money. ”

"It's not a stingy man, and he's willing to spend you silver, but he's reluctant to spend a few taels of dowry money to stop your marriage. This means that this man will not marry you at all. Even if your wish is just to be one of his concubines. ”

"It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he can't. I'm a fisherman's daughter, my dad is still a gambler, and their family ...... He's treated me well. ”

"If he really treats you well, how can he be willing to let you take the blame for him."

"He didn't, I volunteered." The female ghost clutched her chest, "I asked him to go, I said, I can arrange everything." It is already my blessing to be able to meet him in this life, and I can no longer drag him down and affect him because of my own affairs. Madame, if you had someone you liked, you would do the same, wouldn't you? ”

"You're right, but the people I like won't allow me to do that." Xing Ruyi touched his nose: "The person I like would rather put himself in danger and bear everything by himself than let me suffer a little grievance." Of course, I won't watch him be wronged, so we'll bear it together. Whether you live or die, you are always in the same place. Heaven and earth, swords, mountains and fires, are not alone. ”

"Is Madame willing?" The female ghost stared at Xing Ruyi: "Is Mrs. willing to accompany her to die with someone she likes?" ”

"Maybe I am willing, maybe I am not willing, but I am not the only one who needs to make a choice in this kind of thing, isn't it? If he is not willing to let me be alone, he will naturally choose to accompany me. If I am not willing to leave him alone in the world to suffer, I will naturally choose to let him accompany me. On the contrary, it is a different answer. ”

Seeing that the female ghost was silent, Xing Ruyi asked again: "Remember, how can you die?" ”