"Cursed?" Jiang Qiao asked in a daze.

The uncle took a few breaths, as if he no longer had the strength to hide it, and said: "The sins created by the ancestors have to be repaid by us. Originally, everything was fine, and trading these poppies with the British made our family and the villagers a lot of money. But later, the brides in the village died violently one after another, but they didn't attract much attention.

"All of a sudden, all the Englishmen who came to trade died in the church overnight, in a horrible state, and all the entrails in their stomachs were taken out and torn to the ground. Our ancestors panicked at this time, and immediately thought of a curse, and they were afraid that they couldn't do it, so they specially invited a master to deal with those unjust souls. ”

"The master cast a spell to suppress the souls of the dead, so that their souls could only wander in the mountains forever, unable to get closer to the village, but they could not do anything about those curses, which were sworn by the dying with their blood and life, and could not be dissolved. The master also said that this curse is only passed on to women and not to men, and originally thought that it would not affect the succession of the lineage, but I didn't expect that your grandfather's mother couldn't give birth to a son after giving birth to six daughters, and finally asked the master to give birth to your grandfather.

Although the two people involved in that incident were fine, the six daughters really did not live to be thirty years old in the end, and all of them went crazy and died. Seeing that your sisters were dead, your grandfather was also very afraid, and at that time your grandmother was already pregnant with her daughter, that is, your mother, so the master gave him a way to send his daughter out for the rest of his life, far away from the village, maybe to delay the time of the curse. ”

"So, your mother never came back to the village, that is, when your grandfather died, and that's when I learned about it. But by then she was already over thirty years old, and we thought the curse was gone. But after your mother left, your grandmother couldn't do it, and suddenly her health became very poor, and sometimes she was delirious. ”

After saying these words, the uncle seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and lay on his back weakly.

"What about Cousin Jingjing? Why didn't you send her away? How did she go crazy? Jiang Qiao asked.

The uncle held up half of his body, looked at his daughter not far away lovingly, and said: "It's all my fault, your grandfather has already asked us to send her away, but at that time, your aunt had just given birth to Jingjing, and we were reluctant to leave her parents without a day of milk, so we secretly left our daughter at home for a day." I don't know if it's because of this, Jingjing has been different from other children since she was a child, and she heard the aunt who took care of her say that she can always see unclean things.

Later, her mother was not in good health, Jingjing didn't know why, she suddenly ran back secretly, and when I found out, it was too late, I was going to send her outside, but she suddenly ran crazy halfway, and I couldn't find her no matter how I looked. Her mother had one breath left, and she finally died of tossing. ”

"Over the years, I couldn't find her, I didn't expect it... I didn't expect it... What a sin our ancestors had, my child... My child is innocent, why don't you come at me? The old uncle looked at the sky with tears, this man in his forties, crying like a helpless child.

Jiang Qiao sat on the ground weakly, his uncle's words echoing in his mind repeatedly.

The curse is passed on to women but not to men, and all of the daughters' families will not live to be thirty years old...

Won't you live to be thirty?

How did he return to the village, Jiang Qiao couldn't remember clearly, in a trance, he seemed to see other people in the village carrying stretchers, and a group of people were busy, bringing his uncle who was lying on the ground and dying, and Jingjing, who was crazy in the flower field, down the mountain together.

Jiang Qiao looked at everything in front of her like an outsider, in her eyes, all this was not over, the black gas on the church was still strong, and those unjust souls who died with hatred did not rest in peace, but she couldn't do anything about all this.

Jiang Li proposed to call the police, but was fiercely opposed by the people in the village, they seemed to have made an appointment, no one wanted outsiders to interfere in the affairs of the village, everyone argued in the hall of his uncle's house, and finally only agreed to send his uncle and Jingjing to the hospital.

Jiang Qiao looked at the chattering villagers in front of him, and suddenly remembered the team of villagers who sent their brides to the mountain god that day, and what the man said is still vivid in his mind:

As long as everyone can get the gold, even if they know the truth, do you think that for so long, no one has looked for those girls who were taken away by the mountain gods, and in the end, it is not for the gold, in this world, as long as anyone has gold, who is a god.

Perhaps rightly, no one is innocent.

I heard that there was a mountain fire that night, it is said that this mountain fire came strangely, and I don't know where the source is, the fire is out of control, spread rapidly, and when it is discovered, it is too late, so I can only let the flames rag all over the mountains.

The church and the flower fields hidden deep in the mountains were not spared, and even the village was destroyed, not only in ruins, but also in the village.

When Jiang Qiao heard the news, he was already in the hospital, since his uncle went down the mountain, his uncle's leg injury needed to be hospitalized for treatment, and he did not answer in the face of Jiang Qiao's questioning with the police. The mountain fire burned everything to the ground, and the testimony of Jiang Qiao and Jiang Li alone could not be filed, and everything had to be stopped.

And Jingjing has been shouting to find a blood beauty, biting every person, and even biting the little nurse who cares for her to the stomach, saying that it is good to say that there is no blood beauty to replace it with people's hearts, and in the end there is no way but to force isolation.

After Jiang's mother was sent to the hospital, she woke up after three days in a coma, Jiang Qiao was afraid that Jiang's mother would not know her when she woke up, but fortunately, although Jiang's mother was weak, her mind was still clear.

She remembered that she was saying goodbye to her grandmother that day, and suddenly a face flashed outside the window, she recognized Jingjing's appearance, and subconsciously went to chase, Jingjing had been missing for a long time, and her uncle had been looking for her, but she didn't expect her to be in the mountains, Jiang's mother chased her up the mountain, and when she finally wanted to catch her, she accidentally slipped and fell down the mountain, and only had time to grab a few hairs of Jingjing.

Jiang Qiao and Jiang Li later went back to the village without telling Jiang's mother and uncle, but found that the entangled black qi had not disappeared because of the ashes of the church and the flower fields, and the resentful spirit power from the dark people's hearts was still entrenched in the mountains and above the village.

Jiang Qiao looked at Jiang Li, but Jiang Li shook his head regretfully for the first time and said: "No way, the obsession of these resentful spirits is too strong, and it is impossible to surpass or eliminate them with my strength alone, unless everyone involved in this matter, including their descendants, is dead, maybe, they can let go." ”

The remnants of the sun were like blood, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the ruins and scorched earth after the fire looked so sad, and a group of robin birds in the sky swept through the air with a loud song, as if to announce that this century-old tragedy had finally come to an end this summer.