Yu'er's clothes don't seem to change for thousands of years, it's still the same, she never seems to know the cold, two little arms like lotus roots are exposed, Yu'er is very happy for my arrival, she pulls my clothes and shouts "brother".

Yu'er's mother was a little surprised by my arrival, and she only glanced at me in front of the door, and then returned to the house.

There was a slight sound of footsteps in the yard, the sound of the friction between the cloth shoes and the straw, light and steady.

I looked back and saw that it was Cha Wenbin coming, he was just staring at us not far away and laughing, no, to be exact, he was staring at the rain and laughing.

Yu'er was a little restrained about this stranger's visit, she hid behind me at a loss, and from time to time she showed her little face to glance at Cha Wenbin.

"Are you the rain?" Cha Wenbin put his hands behind his back and asked with a smile.

Yu'er's courage was smaller than I expected, she didn't answer, but I answered for her: "Yes, Uncle Wenbin, she is the Yu'er I told you." ”

At this time, Cha Wenbin came wearing ordinary clothes, he didn't bring the seven-star sword that usually makes me the most greedy, nor did he carry the tattered Qiankun bag, just a very ordinary appearance.

Cha Wenbin walked over, he reached out to touch Yu'er's head, but Yu'er always avoided him. Eventually, his other crooked hand took out something from behind his back and handed it to Yu'er, it was a papier-mâché female doll, which was more beautiful than mine.

"Take it and play", Cha Wenbin stuffed the paper doll into Yu'er's little hand, and took this opportunity to finally touch Yu'er's little head, and then said to me with a smile: "Xiaoyi, you take her over there to play." The other side he was talking about was the east side of the ancestral hall.

Yu'er seemed to like this gift, and once her mother gave me a boy doll, but then I couldn't find it. I took out the paper doll that Cha Wenbin gave me and this one from Yu'er to make a pair, and the two of them soon entered the game that they would play in their childhood: playing house.

Cha Wenbin strolled through this ancestral hall with his hands behind his back, and soon his eyes stayed in the open door, he stood outside the door, not entering or moving, just watching quietly.

A graceful woman stood in front of the door with a hint of sorrow, she looked the stranger up and down, too, I don't know how many years no one has come, if it weren't for the rain clamoring for a playmate, how could it be......

She sighed, she had planned to let the little boy who was playing with Yu'er go, how did she know that it would come again today, she knew that if this continued, this little boy would die soon.

"Why don't you go?" Cha Wenbin asked coldly, he didn't have the smile he had at all for Yu'er just now.

The woman didn't understand what he was talking about, but she didn't know that the person in front of her only needed to move her hand and her soul would be gone.

"Wait for someone." She said in a wailing voice.

Cha Wenbin is no longer the same as in the past, although the "Ruyi Book" is still far from being thorough, but his Taoist skills are far more sophisticated than in the past. With a flick of his finger, a rune paper has jumped on his fingertips, and it will fly to the coffin in the room at any time: "If it weren't for you putting away that doll, I'm afraid you two wouldn't have the opportunity to stand here now, since you know that people and ghosts have different paths, why bother with it?" ”

"I ......" The woman knew that she had made a mistake, she didn't dare to quibble anymore, she used the paper doll and gave it to me, so that I could become Yu'er's playmate, but how can people in the underworld take the things in the underworld? After a long time, yin qi invades the human body, and even if you don't get sick, I'm afraid you will suffer.

"I think Yu'er is so pitiful, she wants to have playmates, every time she sees other children playing in this compound, she can only hide behind this window and look secretly. She is innocent, please raise your noble hand. After the woman finished speaking, she knelt down for Cha Wenbin.

Cha Wenbin is not an unreasonable person, although he is a Taoist priest, he will inevitably deal with these things, but there is one thing that is also the most taboo for people who learn the Tao, that is, the ghosts of the underworld must not have the slightest relationship with the people in the yang world.

Throughout the ages, how many people have not been able to end well, just because of one separation: yin and yang!

Cha Wenbin sighed and said, "Tomorrow evening, I will send your mother and daughter on the road to find a good family in the next life." After that, Cha Wenbin was going to turn around and prepare to leave with me.

No, the woman actually sobbed: "Please let me fend for myself, if he doesn't come, I won't leave, I've been waiting for him for sixty years, he said he would come and take me away." ”

There are infatuated people, naturally there are infatuated ghosts, the existence of ghosts is because of an obsession, if you don't let go, you won't reincarnate, they rely on the unease in their hearts, resentment is born from the heart, and love is the same.

Cha Wenbin's body was facing away from the woman, and he saw the little girl named Yu'er playing crazy with me, and said, "Don't you want this poor child to be able to walk in this world with dignity?" ”。

In the moonlight, two children, a man and a woman, were playing on the ground, and the shadow of the boy was pulled by the elder, and behind the girl was only the snow-white earth illuminated by the moonlight.

Cha Wenbin got up and picked me up, then gave the paper doll in my hand to Yu'er, touched her little head and said, "Tomorrow, you will have more friends to play with, Xiaoyi, let's go." ”

When Cha Wenbin stepped out of the ancestral hall, he paused and asked, "Who is he?" ”

"His name is Chen Fang, and he is a subordinate of my family." There was a hint of suff in the woman's voice.

On the second day, when I woke up, Cha Wenbin had already gone out with Abba, and the paper figure I was hiding at the head of the bed was missing, and my grandmother touched my forehead, and I was still having a low-grade fever, and it seemed that the situation was a little worse than before.

Abba took Cha Wenbin to a dilapidated house at the head of the village, this house is really dilapidated, adobe house, with stone slabs made of tiles on top, usually it rains heavily outside and light rain inside. In this house, there lived an old man who rarely went out, and I only saw him a few times, and in the eyes of us children, this old man seemed to be a madman. He was very dirty, and he had a lot of lice on his body, and even if he occasionally came out to buy something for our children to encounter, he avoided it, for fear that the legendary lice on his body would jump on us.

Abba told Cha Wenbin that the old man was 85 years old, a five-guarantee household in the village, had no children and no daughters, and his family's land had been rented out, and he lived on some rent and state relief. It is said that he was one of the few old people in the village who had seen the world, and when my father was young, he would come to talk to my grandfather.

It is said that this old man was arrested by the Kuomintang to be a strong man in the field when he was young, and later became a **, after liberation, he returned to the village by asking for food along the road, and he has been living in that house.

During the Cultural Revolution, he was convicted of two major crimes: being a spy left behind by the Kuomintang reactionaries and seducing the daughter of a big landowner. In short, in those days, these two charges almost killed him, and later, after the end of the movement, he rarely went out, and even when he went out, he would not talk to people, and the head of the village would send people to see the situation during the New Year's holiday.

The courtyard was really a little dilapidated, even depressed, if it weren't for Abba with him, he would definitely think that this was a long-abandoned house.

Pushing open the hidden door, an unpleasant musty smell came to his nose, Cha Wenbin frowned, and wanted to fumble for the switch of the light, but Abba said: "Don't look for it, almost no one has seen a bright time in this room." As he spoke, he turned on his flashlight, which made people see the whole room more or less.

The ground was full of pitted depressions, one after the other, and the beams on the roof were covered with cobwebs. The hall was empty, with no furnishings, only a worn-out Taishi chair, but a thick layer of ash had fallen on it.

On the innermost wall of the hall hangs a pair of old-fashioned picture frames, each of which is a man and a woman, drawn in pencils.

In the old days, when photo studios were still a luxury, most of the portraits were drawn with pencils by people who knew how to sketch, and after the death of their parents, they were hung in the hall of their own house, which was a sign of respect for the deceased.

This family is really depressed, because Cha Wenbin didn't see a shrine that could be incensed, but there were two small broken bowls on the ground, and there were some traces of candles on the bowls.

At this time, there was a violent coughing sound in the room, and Abba whispered, "That should be the person you are looking for." ”

Cha Wenbin pushed open the door, the room was even worse than he imagined, a door panel on two benches was the bed, and there was a person curled up in the blackened broken cotton wool on the bed, the person was still coughing and trembling, this person was Chen Fang!

Cha Wenbin looked around and found that there was an electric light in the house, and he successfully found the switch controlled by a thin rope, and with a "click", the light turned on.

"Woo......" The old man on the bed seemed to be making a frightened sound in his throat.

The two of them hurriedly went over to take a look, and there were blood stains everywhere on the broken cotton wool, and there was still blood left in the corners of the old man's mouth that had not yet coagulated.

Although he was in his last years, Cha Wenbin could still recognize the old man's demeanor when he was young, he grabbed the old man's trembling hands, took his pulse, and after a while, he shook his head at my father and said, "It's no longer good." ”

The old man on the bed struggled to get up, and Cha Wenbin helped him and asked, "Are you Chen Fang?" ”。

The old man nodded with some difficulty.

"But I still remember that there is a person waiting for you in the ancestral hall at the entrance of the village."

The old man's eyes suddenly widened, and a line of cloudy tears crossed the old wrinkles.