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People in the village said that when Granny Zhao was pregnant with her youngest son, she did evil, and when the child was in her belly, she scratched the face of the little ghost.

We have a saying here that says that pregnant women should not kill, otherwise it will not be good for the child in the womb, and the "evil" that the villagers say generally refers to killing, and killing animals that are spiritual, or about to become sperm. The so-called animals that are about to become sperm are really there in this world, and we will talk about this later.

For such rumors, Granny Zhao is very helpless, she has never done a thing that violates her conscience in her life, and she has never even killed a chicken in her life, so where can she go to create evil?

As for the birthmark on her son's face, she didn't know what was going on, but she later looked at her husband, who said that the name on her son's face was called "Black Mole", because the time and day of her son's birth happened to be the time and day of Black Star's birth, and the dirty blood that flowed out when he gave birth to the child washed away Black Star's taboo, and Black Star slapped her son in the face in order to punish her.

Granny Zhao then begged Mr. to break his thoughts, and Mr. said that this is a heavenly punishment, and his ability is limited and cannot be broken, unless he finds the kind of person who understands this line of work and is the reincarnation of the stars. So Granny Zhao inquired around, and finally inquired and inquired, and found out that my great-grandfather was the reincarnation of the protector of the Dharma by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and he knew this business, and he was famous on both sides of the Yellow River.

Granny Zhao took it upon herself and decided that my great-grandfather was the person she was looking for. Just when she was about to leave for Weishi County to find my great-grandfather, it was unfortunate that the old man of her family died, that is, her husband died, and the death was quite strange.

This old man Zhao, that is, Granny Zhao's husband, the father of several children, is the same age as Granny Zhao, and he is also in his sixties and less than seventy, and he has always been in good health. If you want to say that Old Man Zhao vomited to death with such a mouthful of blood, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

At that time, it was important to pay attention to the fact that the people did not sue the officials and did not hold them accountable, and in the case of Old Man Zhao, if it was left on the spot, the people from the Public Security Bureau would definitely intervene in it, in case someone was poisoned and killed. However, at that time, the situation was turbulent, internal and external troubles, and human life was as cheap as a mustard, and no one cared.

That's it, Granny Zhao and her children got a thin-skinned coffin and buried Old Man Zhao hastily.

After the funeral of Old Man Zhao passed, Granny Zhao began to think again, when to come to Weishi County and ask my great-grandfather to show her youngest son, after all, her youngest son is almost thirty years old, and she has never been married, even if she dies, she can't close her eyes.

Just a month ago, at this time, Granny Zhao's husband had passed away for more than two months.

That night, Granny Zhao was sitting at the head of the bed, facing the oil lamp, sewing clothes for his youngest son. Granny Zhao's body and bones are also very good, she is not dazzled or deaf in her sixties, although it is a little hard to do farm work in the field, but sewing and mending, washing and washing are still not a problem.

Let's say, it's also quite strange, since the death of old man Zhao, his youngest son always goes out at night, comes back in the morning, and doesn't know what to do in the middle of the night, sometimes he comes back with a smell of dirt, and there are worn holes in his clothes, as if he has crawled in the mud cellar all night.

Granny Zhao's little son is not very good-tempered, he glares at people at every turn, and shouting at Granny Zhao is like a master shouting at a slave. Granny Zhao didn't dare to ask more about her younger son's abnormal behavior, and when she saw that her clothes were torn, she could only take advantage of her son's sleep, put clean clothes on her son's bed, replace the dirty clothes, and then secretly sew and mend for him and wash it.

This time, his son went out again at night, and before going out, he deliberately threw the dirty clothes on his body to Granny Zhao, asking Granny Zhao to sew the holes on it and wash it again.

After her son left, Granny Zhao took the clothes and sewed them up at night, sewing and sewing, when a gust of wind suddenly blew outside the house, the sound was very loud, and it came quickly, just like a slating ground to blow over, "whew" the ground, and the objects in the yard crackled, followed by the doors and windows suddenly fanned up, as if someone was pushing hard from the outside.

Because of the evil nature of this wind, Granny Zhao was startled, but she was bold enough to get out of bed and lean on the window to look out.

At this moment, she suddenly felt cold all over her body, and couldn't help but stir her spirit, followed by a soft body, dizzy, and her upper eyelids were heavy as if two ingots of silver had fallen, and the whole person entered a state of drowsiness.

At this time, Granny Zhao blinked her eyes a few times, and suddenly found that there was an extra person under the oil lamp......

Granny Zhao was startled, and when she rubbed her eyes and saw the appearance of the person under the oil lamp, she trembled. This person is none other than the old man she has been dead for several months, Old Man Zhao.

Granny Zhao belongs to the kind of people who don't believe in these gods and ghosts, from childhood to old age, don't look like a woman, but she is much more courageous than ordinary people. But at this time, the old man Zhao under the oil lamp could not have been resurrected, and it was obvious that the ghost had returned home, which made her really afraid, and it was not okay not to believe it.

When Granny Zhao was trembling and ready to ask Old Man Zhao, what are you doing here?

Old man Zhao didn't wait for her to speak, and spoke before her. Old man Zhao said: "Old woman, it's not good, hurry up and persuade our children." "The child is their youngest son.

"What's the matter?" At this time, Granny Zhao trembled in her heart, and asked courageously.

Old man Zhao heard Granny Zhao ask him, and he seemed quite anxious, "What's the matter?" Big event, something big is going to happen to our family. ”

"What's the matter?" Granny Zhao asked again, she thought she might have fallen asleep while sewing clothes, and now she was dreaming.

"What's the matter? When the child comes back, ask him yourself, I can't say. Old man Zhao said, walking a few steps to Granny Zhao's bed, "If this thing is not good, everyone in our family will have to die, damn it, you have to remember, when the child comes back, you ask him what he has been doing these days, persuade him, and tell him to do this." As he spoke, Old Man Zhao snatched the needle and thread from Granny Zhao's hand and stabbed it the back of Granny Zhao's hand.

Granny Zhao hurt "oops", as if she was electrocuted, she opened her eyes and saw that the sewing needle that she had pinched in her right hand just now was straight and straight on the back of her left hand, and it was not deep, Granny Zhao gritted her teeth and pulled the needle off the back of her hand, and then looked at the oil lamp, it was empty, and the strange wind outside did not know when it stopped, and there was no sound at all in the house and outside the house, only the oil lamp in the house flashed faintly, flickering and beating.

Everything just now seemed to be a dream of Granny Zhao, but Granny Zhao couldn't believe that it was just a dream, because the place where the needle had been pierced on the back of her left hand gushed blood, and the blood was not red, but as black as ink......

Granny Zhao was so frightened that she trembled like chaff, and she didn't dare to sew her clothes anymore, so she threw them to the side of the bed, and after wiping off the black blood on her hands, the oil lamp didn't blow, and she hid in the quilt, curled up in a ball, and shivered until dawn.

Early the next morning, Granny Zhao's youngest son came back covered in dirt, Granny Zhao hurriedly got up to cook for him, and when the meal was ready, it was brought to the table, and asked the youngest son carefully, "Son, what are you going out to get these days?" ”

The youngest son glanced at her, didn't speak, picked up the rice bowl and ate by himself. Because this little son has a strange temperament, and his temper is up, he doesn't recognize his relatives, and Granny Zhao is scared of his little son in her heart, seeing her son like this, she doesn't dare to ask more, and she thinks to herself, what is the meaning of this dream that the old man gave her yesterday.

After the youngest son ate and drank enough, as soon as he took off his dirty clothes, he fell asleep on the bed, and Granny Zhao hurriedly took the dirty clothes to the yard and washed them.

This day passed like this, and that night, Granny Zhao went to bed early because she didn't sleep well yesterday, and her youngest son went out without saying a word.

In the middle of the night, just after the third watch outside, Granny Zhao heard the wind in the yard in a daze, just like the face-cutting wind blowing in winter, whining, and the objects in the yard clanged again.

Granny Zhao suddenly shivered, woke up, followed closely, her hands and feet couldn't move, her mind was very clear, her body just couldn't move, and she couldn't shout, it was like pressing the bed for a ghost.

At this time, the oil lamp in the room, which had been extinguished, suddenly lit up by itself, and the flames rose so high that they emitted a light like a wolf's eye in the green night, how scary and scary it was.

Although Granny Zhao's body couldn't move at this time, every inch of flesh on her body trembled, and it was conceivable how scared she was.

After the flame of the oil lamp returned to normal, the dead old man Zhao stood under the oil lamp again, and the dim light shone on the pale face of the old man Zhao, making him look gloomy.

Old man Zhao spoke again, and he looked very angry, "the child, why don't you tell you when I stay in the dark at night, why don't you listen to me, don't you tell the child to go out again, something big is going to happen!" ”

After Old Man Zhao finished speaking, Granny Zhao felt that her mouth could make a sound, and asked Old Man Zhao tremblingly, "Master, what the hell is ...... What's the big deal, you tell me if you don't get it, you don't know our child's temper, who dares to ask him. ”

Old man Zhao glared fiercely, "No!" I'm a ghost now, ghosts can't talk about human affairs, if you want to know what's the big deal, just ask our child, you have to persuade him, don't tell him to do that. Old man Zhao said, walked to the bed, pinched a few white hairs on Granny Zhao's head, and pulled it hard