An old voice suddenly sounded behind me, startling me, and instinctively let go, and Wang Zhimin, who was holding him, rolled to the ground at once.

I turned around and saw an old lady in a new gray cloth dress standing behind me. There was no expression on the old lady's face, and her tone was even colder.

She scolded Wang Zhimin who was lying on the ground: "You are not filial son, you drink like this again, and you are troublesome to send you home from afar." ”

Wang Zhimin didn't make a sound, and still lay on the ground and fell asleep. When I heard the old lady's words, I was taken aback, and I paused for a while before asking, "Mother-in-law, is he your son?" ”

The old lady nodded, and I asked in surprise, "You...... Are you a human or a ghost? Wang Zhimin said in the car just now that today is the first seven fucking nights. ”

The old lady's expression suddenly became angry, she scolded Wang Zhimin a few words, and sighed and said to me: "Young man, my unfilial son, I am lazy and lazy, and I drink every day. Ignore him, he may be afraid that you will not send him back, and he will lie to you. ”

There are such people in the world! I didn't have a good impression of Wang Zhimin, seeing that his wife was alive and well, and he actually lied to me that his mother was dead, just to be able to hitchhike, I suddenly felt that this Wang Zhimin was shameless to the extreme.

The old lady thanked me a few times, and said slowly, "Young man, you still have to hurry, right?" Sorry to bother you! I'll take him home, you can go quickly! ”

I just said a brief 'yes' and immediately started the car and headed towards the train station. After getting rid of the big trouble of being drunk, my mood suddenly relaxed again, and I told Shi Mengya that I would be at the train station in more than ten minutes at most.

Shi Mengya didn't say anything, I didn't see her talking, I looked sideways, but I didn't expect Shi Mengya to be staring at me with a strange expression.

She hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Ling Sen, what were you talking to yourself just now?" I thought you had fallen for it! ”

What self-talk? I'm obviously talking to Wang Zhimin's wife. Maybe the old lady was too short, and on the side of the car door, Shi Mengya didn't see it.

I diverted the topic and said casually: "Mengya, this person in Lijia Village is estimated to have a brain pump, and a good road leads to Wang Zhimin's house, which is a single family. What's even funnier is that the road is so narrow, but it still learns from the road in the city, and white lines are drawn on both sides. ”

Shi Mengya let out an 'ah', her expression was even more strange, and she looked at me directly. I don't know what's wrong with her, I just want to amuse her, holding the steering wheel and laughing: "Mengya, you see, this Lijia Village is blinded by black lights, few households have lights on, but they waste resources and build two rows of street lights." ”

She probably sensed that I was trying to make her happy, her brows gradually relaxed, and she chuckled: "Don't come, Brother Ling Sen, are you afraid that I will be nervous at night, and you are deliberately funny to amuse me, right?" ”

I heard her guess my mind and laughed a few times. But Shi Mengya's next words shocked my heart and couldn't help but feel creepy.

Shi Mengya said that Wang Zhimin's house only lit a dim oil lamp, and did not turn on the electric light as I said. Although we are in the developed Jiangnan region, there are a few families in the mountainous areas who do not have electricity, which is also very normal.

Why did I see that Wang Zhimin's house was lit by electric lights, but Shi Mengya said that it was an oil lamp? What's even more incredible is that Shi Mengya actually said that I was very humorous, and there were obviously two rows of oil lamps on both sides of the road, but I had to say that there were two rows of street lamps.

As for the cement road I am talking about, in Shi Mengya's opinion, it is just a dirt road in the countryside, and stones are sprinkled on both sides of the road, not a white line like a city road.

I chuckled in my heart, and my mind raced to the rumors I had heard from my grandfather. Shi Mengya called me a few times, and I came back to my senses.

After sending Shi Mengya on the train, I didn't go home immediately, but found a small hotel next to the train station and stayed.

I understand that I met a ghost again just now, but I was worried that Shi Mengya was scared, and I didn't tell her the truth until she got on the train.

Shi Mengya will never lie, which means that Wang Zhimin's words are true, and his wife is indeed no longer alive. And the old lady I saw who claimed to be his wife should be the ghost of Wang Zhimin's wife.

Didn't he say that today is his mother's first seventh? On the seventh day after a person's death, it is called the first seven, also called the night of the soul, which is the moment when the ghost goes home to see the last time and goes to the underworld to report for duty.

The first seven soul nights can be said to be a kind of grace from the Yama Hall to the deceased souls. When most people die, they miss their families and take the opportunity to go home to see their loved ones who are mourning them. And some ghosts who died unjustly can take advantage of the first seven soul nights to return to their hometowns, and after seeing their enemies, they will retrigate their grievances and revenge.

On the first seven days of the soul night, Taoist monks are generally invited to come to the deceased's house to recite sutras and recite Buddhist practices. In order to lure the deceased home without disturbing others, they will light a lantern in the deceased's house, sprinkle two white lines with lime powder on the road that the deceased frequented during his lifetime, and light a few lanterns or candles on the road to guide the deceased soul home.

In the eyes of normal mortals, all they can see is lime powder and everlasting lamps, but in the eyes of the revenants, it is a sunny avenue with street lamps.

I can actually see this scene, either I have become a ghost, or I have the ability to connect yin and yang. Of course, I'm still alive and well, so there's only one possibility, I've seen things I shouldn't have seen.

No wonder when I talked to Wang Zhimin's wife, Shi Mengya felt strange and thought I was talking to myself.

I stayed in a small hotel and no longer rushed back to my hometown overnight because I didn't want to encounter any strange things on the road. Lying on the bed in the small hotel, I suddenly remembered something, quickly rolled over and got up, and took out the diary from my bag.

'Wang Zhimin', the name jumped in front of me, which made me break out in a cold sweat, and at the same time mixed with an inexplicable sense of excitement in my heart.

I really didn't expect that among the seven pieces of rune paper on the coffin lid in the courtyard of the Liu family's mansion, one of them had Wang Zhimin's name written on it. When I met Wang Zhimin and he reported his name, although I felt a little familiar, but because the village he lived in was called Lijiazhuang, and I was secretly sad that I was about to separate from Shi Mengya, so I didn't connect for a while.

The seven notes were posted horizontally and vertically on the lid of the coffin. The one pasted in the center actually had Granny Xian's own name and birth date written on it, and the other six sheets had other people's names and birth dates written on it.

Wang Zhimin and Granny Immortal have been contacted, then as long as I go back to Wang Zhimin to chat, it is possible to realize the secret of these notes, and maybe I can crack the evil spell cast by Granny Xian.

This book is derived from reading books