That's what I guessed. Master only wrote Spring Flowers. I guess she's older. In the countryside, the women who do this are at least more than forty women. If you can still know Master, you must be older.

I originally thought that in the countryside, people who know these things are generally more respected, but who knows that the old man shook his head and said again and again: "I don't know, I don't know, it's not good to look for her!" The old man went home and closed the door, leaving me stunned.

Exercise! This beautiful and well-behaved face can't handle an old man, it seems that next time I will try to change to an old woman. And what's going on with that Chunhua grandmother, she is so hated. Listening to the old man's words, it was clear that he knew her, and he said that it was not good to look for him.

Mr. He also got out of the car and said, "It's called Chunhua, I'll ask." ”

I thought to myself, what I'm a beautiful and well-behaved boy can't do, can a man like you who is not too hot in a suit and leather shoes do it in this kind of village?

Who knew that Mr. He had really done it, he asked a young woman who was still carrying a bucket of clothes and walking home. The young woman, with her head down, looked at him from time to time, her face was red, and she smiled and said everything.

Exercise! I'm mentally unbalanced.

When he got into the car, he said, "Follow this road to the foot of the mountain over there, and there is a separate courtyard in which Chunhua lives. ”

I started the car and walked over. That's really easy to find. Because the houses in this village are basically on the slope of the sunny side of the hillside, and on the Xiangyin side, there is only this courtyard with a single house, and there are no houses in sight around. Only this one, the car drove directly to the gate of the courtyard.

As soon as I stopped the car, I noticed something unusual here. The house was strangely built, there were no windows, and from the outside, it looked sealed all around. This kind of house that gathers yin is generally only used in Yizhuang in ancient times, which is the place where the corpse is parked. Now the windows are open where the corpses are parked, but the windows are smaller and higher.

The courtyard door was closed, and this time Mr. He volunteered to go up and knock on the door, and I stood beside him, feeling a little uneasy, but thinking about it, Master would not harm me, at least there would be no danger.

When the courtyard door opened, it was an old lady, dressed in black clothes and black pants, all in the old style, with gray hair meticulously combed, very thin, and high cheekbones.

Mr. He bowed his head slightly and said, "Grandma, we are here to find Chunhua." ”

"He said!" Grandma Chunhua's dry firewood-like finger pointed at me, "You were sent here?" ”

"Huh?" I wondered, "I wasn't sent here, Grandma, my master told me to come to you." ”

"Who is your master? He sent you to me. ”

"I really wasn't sent here, my master is Lao Lei."

"Old Ray?! How did he raise a ghost child? ”

Poof! When did I become a ghost child? Could it be that in the eyes of this old grandmother, she can't see me as a big living person at all, and only sees the thick yin qi on my body to conclude that I am a ghost child. And he didn't look at Mr. He in the first place, so let me speak.

Grandma Chunhua let us into her yard. The temperature inside was a lot cooler than outside, but I knew it was yin. Just when Grandma Chunhua didn't pay attention, she took out a few soybeans from her leg bag and said to Mr. He: "Take the soybeans, and drag them in the palms of both hands." ”

He looked puzzled, I pulled his hand, stuffed it in my palm, and said, "Help take it, it's useful to you, don't lose it." ”

We entered the hall, and on the whole wall opposite the door of the hall was a shelf, on which were neatly placed small ceramic dolls seven or eight centimeters high. The little dolls are all in a kneeling position, some are smiling and looking outside, some are tied with red thread, and some are directly covered with red cloth.

Grandma Chunhua pointed to the row of dolls at the bottom of the shelf and said, "Come, choose one for yourself." Obediently, I won't tie you up. ”

I looked at the shelf, and after recalling what Grandma Chunhua said, I finally understood. I emphasized again, "Grandma, I really didn't send it to you from my master. Master asked you to help you think of a solution. I have a ghost sister, she has yin qi in her belly, and she hasn't gotten a baby yet. She wants this kid to make you think of a way. ”

Grandma Chunhua listened to my words, was silent for a while, and in front of the shelf, she lit incense and said nothing.

Mr. Ho reached over and picked up the nearest doll. I shouted anxiously, "Don't move." But his hand had already taken the doll off, and was about to lift the red cloth on the hijab.

Grandma Chunhua said, "Choose him?" This doll is covered with a red cloth, but you have already taken him down, and your heart is already willing to go with you, then I can't help it. But if you choose this doll, the mother probably won't be able to keep it. ”

When Mr. He heard this, he immediately put the baby back first, but Grandma Chunhua went and said, "Don't put it back if you choose him, then he will be unhappy." I thought you would choose a smiling doll, and maybe your mother would survive. This kind of doll covered with red cloth is a child who died in his mother's womb in a previous life. Such a child is angry, so treat the child well! When I got back, I put the doll under the bed of the pregnant woman. He put it at the head of the bed, unwilling to touch him. Wait until three months later to go to the hospital for a check-up, and if you can see the formed fetus, then it's done. Just bury this doll in the appropriate ground directly north of your home. ”

Grandma Chunhua handed me a black box, and I understood what he meant to ask me to put the little doll up. I took the box and asked, "Grandma, is there really no hope for the pregnant woman?" ”

"This kind of child can't help it."

Mr. He was a little anxious and said, "Then let's choose another one!" ”

Talking grandma immediately sank her face, and said angrily: "Haven't they all been chosen?" You should be buying vegetables at the vegetable market! ”

"That can't be ......" Mr. He was about to say something, but I interrupted him: "Since the child has been chosen, then we will take the child back to take good care of it." "I've never encountered anything like this before, but I think the principle is the same. Just like now, when we pick up this doll, we choose him, which is equivalent to telling him that we will take her out of here and give him a second life. He was so happy, but if we suddenly put him down and told him that we didn't choose him, how resentful he would be.

He died in his mother's belly in his last life, and such a child must be very resentful and eager to live again. If you give him hope and disappoint him, he may go into a rampage.

Mr. He wanted to say something, but I gestured to tell him not to speak. After tidying up the dolls, we went back to the car. Grandma Chunhua sent us out, and she folded her hands together at me and said, "Good Samaritan, help these children." Take good care of him. They could have been loved by their parents, but now they have been abandoned by this world, so if they can take a child, they can take one. ”

I said to Grandma Chunhua: "Grandma rest assured, the child's mother loves this child very much." ”

The car drove away, and Mr. He said angrily: "How can this be? Knowing that the child will hurt the mother, do you still want to keep the child? These are medically impossible. As long as the mother is left behind, the child can regenerate later. ”

"For mom, maybe there is a second chance, for this child, his chance in this life has been lost, we can give him hope again, he will definitely be a good boy."

"What about Brother Zhong's wife? If she dies, who will be responsible? ”

I was also silent, Brother Zhong loves his wife very much, otherwise he wouldn't have let Lao Wu resurrect his wife with a ghost sister. If the ghost sister dies in the end, what will Brother Zhong do? Or I promised to be a ghost sister, and Brother Zhong didn't agree, so what should I do with this doll? Forget it, I don't want to do this, I promised the ghost sister that I would do it.

It would take a few hours to drive back, and at one o'clock in the afternoon we arrived in a nearby town, and I proposed to have lunch and go back. At a fairly clean food stall, we asked for a private room, and I took the box and sat down at the table together.

Mr. He took off his blazer, and one could see that he was in very good shape. His eyes kept on the box and he said, "Do you need to be so cautious?" I'll have to bring him all to the table for dinner. ”

"There are a lot of cats and dogs in this small town, and if the cats and dogs find out about the abnormality in the car, they will scare him. I'll go to the toilet first, and you can help me take care of the box. ”

Mr. He responded, and I just went to the toilet.

I couldn't pee properly all the way by car, and this time it took a lot longer to go to the toilet than before. When I came out of the bathroom, I heard a chaotic sound coming from the box over there, someone running, someone screaming, as if something was wrong?

I panicked, don't let the doll have an accident, and quickly run in the direction. By the time I reached the door of the box, Mr. He was already lying on the ground, convulsing. The box containing the doll on the side had been opened, and the doll rolled out of the red cloth and fell to the ground, and it could be seen that the doll's body was tightly tied with red thread, and the center of the eyebrows was still sealed by cinnabar.

Even so, Mr. Ho fell to the ground and convulsed. I quickly broke away from the crowd of onlookers, knelt on the ground, and said in Mr. He's ear, "Child, don't hurt him." He's the doctor who delivered you! We're going to take you to your loving mother. ”