"Flowers have a reblooming day, and no one is young. I've heard that before. It turned out to be from this poem? But I still don't understand the mood of this poem. What do Wuling Creek and Chu Balcony mean? Senluo Palace: I know it's the meaning of the Hades Palace. Luo Buzhai asked.

Grandpa said: "Wuling Creek is the peach blossom source, the meaning of paradise. Chu balcony is the meaning of a place for men and women to enjoy together. ”

Luo Buzhai understood and nodded slightly.

Miss Xie's corpse was grasped in mid-air, and two black flame-like corpse qi appeared in her hands. Her five fingers expanded or shrunk the black flames at will, and her grasp of corpse qi was perfect. "The last question is also finished," she said. It's time for you to set foot on the Yellow Springs Road. I checked the old yellow calendar before going out, today's ghost star is on duty, it is a good day to go to Huangquan Road, and I will not lose my way and wander in the world halfway. ”

Due to the surging corpse qi in the air, the cheongsam on Miss Xie's corpse moved without wind, and the skirt was flying. Miss Xie's body seemed to be covered with a black veil.

Grandpa asked indifferently, "Since you are determined to kill us, why did you clarify your identity just now?" ”

Miss Xie's corpse said: "I know that the two of you are not idle people, not to mention that I still have a marriage contract with you, and I can't let you be unjust ghosts." Explain my past and suffering, so that you can understand that I am forced to kill you. If you don't recognize my true face, I can successfully marry into your Ma family, and it happens to be a cover-up, and no one can notice the change in Miss Xie. I wouldn't want to kill you both. ”

After saying that, her hands suddenly sank down, and the two black flames floated in midair, and then swirled around Miss Xie's corpse. There were some dark red flames on top of the black flames. This reminded Daddy of the fire where his bones were frozen. The flame of frozen bones makes people colder and colder the more they roast, could it be that the corpse gas flame released by Miss Xie's corpse is the same reason? Her flame must also absorb the heat of the human body. Killed by her flames, the death of the deceased must be no different from freezing to death.

This gave Miss Xie's corpse a chance to exonerate. Even if the people of the Ma family find here, fight a lawsuit with the Xie family, and go to court, they will not be able to convict the people of the Xie family. Because the public family saw the death scene of Grandpa and Luo Buzhai, they must be condemned as freezing to death, rather than someone deliberately killing them.

The reason why the Lost Bridge slowly changed from the name of Meixi Bridge to the Lost Bridge is because there were several times when someone went to Meixi Bridge at night and disappeared, and soon after, the body of the missing person appeared near Meixi Bridge, the body was covered with no scars, but the lips were purple, and the hands were on the knees, as if they had suffered unbearable cold before their death.

People couldn't find the reason why those people disappeared and reappeared, so they thought that those people suddenly lost their way when they passed the Meixi Bridge, took the wrong way, and strayed into the Huangquan Road to the underworld. The underworld is too cold, and the yin is too heavy, so those people will freeze to death. The underworld only collects souls and not skins, so the bodies of these missing people will be carried back by the imps and dumped in the place where they disappeared before their deaths.

The more these legends spread, the more widely they spread, the more people believed, and gradually, people forgot the name of Meixi Bridge and called it the Lost Bridge.

Grandpa looked at the black corpse qi flames swirling around Miss Xie's corpse, remembered the legend of the Lost Bridge, and finally understood why there was such a legend here, and also knew who the creator of this legend was.

That is the missing person who strayed into the underworld, and it should basically be someone who knowingly or unintentionally learns the truth about the eldest lady of the Xie family.

Grandpa looked at the black cat at the feet of Miss Xie's corpse and said, "You're not afraid of embroidery needles, but you're afraid of mice, right?" ”

Miss Xie's corpse panicked for a moment, then hurriedly stabilized, snorted, and said, "Why am I afraid of mice? ”

"When I saw you for the first time, you were obviously afraid of the sun, and filled this mansion with corpse gas to protect your corpse, but you blamed the Xie family's father for letting you stay at home and bluff. Just now you said that you were afraid of embroidery needles, but you deliberately learned Hunan embroidery needles to resist fear. Now that I see that you are not far from the cat, you must be afraid of the close proximity of mice. Daddy said, pointing to the fake cat. The more people are afraid of something, the more they often pretend not to be afraid of anything, but the more flaws there are. ”

The corners of Miss Xie's corpse's mouth twitched, and she said, "I'm not even afraid of you, how can I be afraid of little mice?" ”

Grandpa continued: "Since you are a parasitic grass, you are naturally afraid of mice. Rats use grass that can be easily dragged back into their holes to make nests, and they will eat grass even when they are hungry. This is one of them. Second, you are parasitic on a corpse, and the corpse is also afraid of being bitten by rats. The Xie family has so many cats in order to protect the goods of the Lost Bridge Market, but they are actually afraid that the rats will bite Miss Xie's corpse. Third, as a woman, I guess that you and Miss Xie were both afraid of rats when they were alive≯ these three guesses, plus your corpse qi does not condense into anything else, but condenses into a cat, I can guess that you are afraid of mice. It's not just scared, it's scared to death! ”

Miss Xie's corpse twitched every time she heard her grandfather say the word "rat", and she obviously had lingering feelings for mice. She gritted her teeth and said, "What about being afraid? Anyway, when you are dying, it will make you happy! Suffer death! She waved her hands, and the swirling black corpse qi flames rushed towards Grandpa and Luo Buzhai's faces, respectively.

At this moment, a squeaky mouse suddenly sounded in the house.

Miss Xie's corpse shook her hands and hurriedly retracted to protect her chest. The two black corpse flames suddenly fell in mid-air like kites with broken strings, snorted on the ground, and disappeared.

"Mouse! Mouse! Where did the rats come from? Miss Xie's corpse suddenly trembled with fright, kicked her feet wildly, and completely looked like a timid girl, far from the majesty just now.

But soon she calmed down, her face returned to cold, she glared at her grandfather angrily, and sneered: "I thought you had any good tricks to resist me, so you just learned a few mouse cries to scare people?" She heard the unusual sound of the rats.

This is Daddy imitating the cries of rats.

When I was a child, every house in the village was made of mud bricks and green tiles, and it was very rare for people to make houses out of red bricks or green fire bricks. Since mud bricks are not as strong as fire bricks, rats are very convenient to visit from house to house, and they reproduce very quickly. In addition to keeping cats, almost every household uses rat poison to deal with mice.

But Daddy never used rat poison, nor rat traps, nor did he keep cats.

If you use rat poison, it is occasionally difficult to avoid poisoning by your own children or chickens, ducks and geese. Occasionally, it is difficult to avoid other things being caught in the rat trap. And there is a disadvantage of having a cat, which is that cat poop is particularly smelly. There's a local saying that says, "I hate you like cat!" It means that hating others is like hating the smell of cat poop, and this metaphor is used to illustrate the degree of hating a person to the extreme.

I thought that Daddy's use of rat poison and rat traps was based on these three considerations.

Later, my father told me that my father didn't use rat poison and rat traps because he would scare mice. He can imitate the cries of mice and the cries of cats.

I couldn't hear my dad imitate the sounds of mice and cats, because he only imitated these sounds at night when he was woken up by rats in his sleep, and I didn't sleep with him. Grandpa thought that he was old and had decay in his body, and he couldn't let the young me get his decay, so he never took me to sleep and didn't often hold me in his arms. If my grandfather took me to sleep, my grandfather would scold and blame him for not letting me sleep with my uncle.

But Dad learned from Daddy to imitate the sounds of mice and cats. Therefore, although I have not heard my grandfather's imitation of the cry with my own ears, I often hear the imitation of my father at night.

Dad said that he didn't learn as much as Daddy, but he could already make the rats look like they were real. Every time a rat on the roof plucked the tiles and ran, or when a rat scratched on the beams of the house and made a screeching sound, Dad would squirm his mouth and clench his teeth and make a squeaky sound.

If it's just imitating a call, it won't do much. Dad said that you should first imitate the normal cry of a mouse, and after a while, then imitate the cat's call. Two or three meows are sufficient. Then he imitated the cry of a mouse, and this time the mouse's cry was not normal, but painful, sharper than before, sometimes prolonged, sometimes short, as if the mouse had been caught by a cat and made a cry of pain. The imitator makes a sound while imagining the tragic scene of a cat disemboweling a mouse with its paws. Only the human imagination can make the mouse arc on the beam or roof of the house, make it think that there is a very powerful cat in the house, and frighten it to run away.

After Dad learned this from his grandfather, he never bought rat poison and rat traps again. Later, the family had a cat, not to catch mice, but for the younger brother to keep and play.

When I was a child, every time I heard my father squeaking in bed learning to squeak, I imagined my grandfather learning to squeak.

Later, almost all the mud houses in the village collapsed, and people moved into red brick and cement houses, most of which were more than two stories old. The gate was also replaced by a stainless steel door with a security lock instead of a wooden panel door. I began to worry about the survival of the rats. Everywhere there are hard concrete walls and cold stainless steel doors, how do they make holes and how do they steal food?

In the past, a peddler selling rat poison passed through the village every month, but the dealer did not appear for a long time. And then rats are rarely seen.

I never heard my dad learn how to call a mouse again, and I can't even remember what a mouse call like. I used to secretly learn mouse calls with my father, and I wanted to scare away the mice myself one day, but now I don't know whether to inhale to imitate or blow to imitate the mouse's cry.

It's like I can't remember my grandfather's face now.