"Junko, what are you doing? Why don't you go to work in the fields? If you think about that dead woman again, believe it or not, I don't recognize you as a son? ”

As she spoke, an elderly woman walked out, and when she saw a large number of people gathered at the door, her eyes suddenly became vigilant.

Junko walked up with her son in her arms, her voice choked and her speech staccato.

"Mother, it's a son! Xiao Min gave birth to a son! ”

"What's the matter?"

The old woman's eyes widened in surprise, staring at the baby in Junko's arms in disbelief, her eyes staring straight into it.

Uncle Ming stepped forward and said in a faint voice: "If you don't believe in the child's origin, you can go to the hospital for a paternity test, and at the same time, you can feel at ease." ”

After speaking, his mouth opened and closed, and finally decided to say a few words.

"One thing to make clear, although the child's mother died a miserable death, she did not form a ghost, which shows that she is kind-hearted and does not want to take revenge on your family."

"But the place and time of the baby's birth are ominous, and his life is hard, and he will inevitably kill his relatives in the future."

"If you don't want to raise it, send it to an orphanage."

At this time, the old woman seemed to tremble with wrinkles on her face, and instantly burst into tears, crying like a tearful person, kneeling on the ground with a puff, and kowtowing to the mountain where we came.

She mumbled and couldn't stop talking.

Due to the emotional excitement, the speech was staccato and gibberish, but I was able to piece together the whole story.

Roughly before the woman in the floral skirt was pregnant and gave birth, a warlock happened to pass by, and the old woman spent money to ask him to look at his belly, and the other party said that she was pregnant with a female baby.

The old woman's face changed, and after a scolding meal, she wanted her daughter-in-law to beat the child off.

The woman in the floral dress has the instinct to be a mother, she wants to protect her child, but she refuses to obey, and finally she is beaten and thrown into the wilderness.

If we didn't happen to be passing by today, we would have lost two lives.

According to the terrain at that time, as well as the already strong yin qi on that mountain, it would definitely form a powerful ghost, and it would also affect countless innocent people.

After knowing what had happened, I resisted the urge to curse with an indescribable expression on my face.

I saw Ah Dong also gritting his teeth, clenching his fists, his forehead bruises, clenching his fists.

If Mingshu hadn't been there, this guy would have rushed up and hit someone!

The expression on Jia Furong's face was wonderful.

From the shock at first, to the anger later, and now the hatred, she obviously lost control of her emotions, and her voice changed her tone and rose a lot.

"You're taking life as a child's play!"

"Just because of the nonsense of a liar, that woman was killed! Even if she really gave birth to a daughter, wouldn't she deserve to live in the world? ”

"What's more, she's pregnant with a boy! You almost killed your own grandson with your own hands! ”

Word by word, step by step, crying blood.

The old man knelt on the ground, miserable, patted his thighs with regret, and cried so hoarse that he couldn't speak, and could only make a slight sound.

Junko stepped forward with the child in her arms, also knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times.

Because of the strength, his forehead was black and blue at that time.

"You are all good people, you are the benefactor of our family, our family has no money, and we are very poor, but if there is something in the future, as long as you squeak, you will definitely go to the soup and fire, and you will not mind being a cow or a horse."

"We will definitely raise our grandchildren well."

The old woman next to her also reassured.

However, Uncle Ming obviously ran out of patience, so he almost wrote his impatience directly on his face.

"You don't need to be a cow or a horse, treat this child well, as for how you explain his mother's affairs, then I don't care."

"In a word, the way of heaven is good for reincarnation, who does the sky bypass! The sins committed today will have to be paid for one day. ”

"Maybe you two were the first to be killed by this child's life."

After speaking, Uncle Ming turned around and left, leaving only a resolute back.

A few of us quickly followed, and even a superfluous look was stingy to give this old woman and Junko, after all, they were not worthy.

On the way back, Jia Furong's eyes were red all the time, and she kept wiping her tears.

"It's so pathetic......"

"The forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, there are so many people in the world, there will always be a few scumbags, the old woman and that shunzi just now harmed a living human life, and they will definitely devote themselves to the animal road in the next life."

I comforted me a few words.

But it didn't work very well, and Jia Furong's mood didn't improve, so I didn't persuade anymore.

Women, after all, are more emotional, so let her digest this matter slowly.

……

Soon, everyone came to a fork in the road.

Jia Furong called her driver and planned to leave in a car.

Before leaving, Uncle Ming did not forget to advise: "The life you are missing now has just returned to your body, you must not be too tired these days, as for the matter of hitting the Golden House, you can leave it to the next person to do." ”

"Within seven days, call if there is anything unwell in your body."

"On the seventh day, remember to contact me yourself, you still need a ritual to stabilize your life."

Hearing this, Jia Furong also cleared the importance of these words, not only did not feel impatient at all, but carefully remembered every word and sentence, for fear of any omissions.

Then she waved goodbye to us and left the village.

After Jia Furong left, my master and I also parted ways with Uncle Ming and went back to our respective homes.

But we had just returned, and we hadn't even had time to rest, when suddenly there was a sharp knock at the door.

"Who, why is this knock on the door like a rush."

My rest was interrupted, so naturally I couldn't be happy, and when I opened the door, I saw Uncle Li from the same village standing outside the door.

He must have come running, wheezing.

"Uncle Li, is there something wrong?"

Although I was dissatisfied, I asked with the most basic courtesy.

Uncle Li walked past me, looked at the master inside, and pleaded: "My youngest son fell at home, and then fell unconscious, it's been three days and three nights, go and help take a look!" ”

"Why did you come to me?"

The master did not hesitate to help, and after packing up his things, he took me to Uncle Li's house.

In the process of going, Uncle Li was so sad that his facial features were wrinkled together, and his face was full of remorse.

"I originally thought that it was just accidentally bumped, and I didn't care, who knew that he wouldn't wake up until he fell asleep, and it took a long time to realize the seriousness of the matter."

"Let's hope it's not too late."

I don't know who the master muttered to hear this.

Instead, it was more like talking to myself, I heard it, but I didn't say anything more.

Finally, the three of us came to the door of Uncle Li's house, but I was shocked by the scene in front of me!