Chapter 58: The Family of the Murdered Child

The uncle opened the door and walked out of it.

"Don't go in, my house is a mess, and it's because of that child."

Child?

The kid he's talking about is one of the eight at the bottom of the school.

"What happened back then, can we know?" I asked.

The uncle shook his head: "It's been twenty years since that incident, why do you bother to say it?" Our second child is seventeen or eighteen years old, and it is because of that child that my daughter-in-law is crazy. ”

What does that mean?

Uncle spoke without beginning or end, and Dong Jing and I were confused.

I took out a cigarette from my bag, took one for myself, and handed another one to my uncle.

"If you have anything to do with us, you know, the school needs to be rebuilt now, and it is also for the sake of the other children in the village. But because of those eight children, we couldn't do anything at all. It's not fair to the kids to start school a day later when they build a school one day late. ”

The uncle hesitated for a moment and took the cigarette.

When he lit a cigarette, I knew there was something going on.

He was going to swallow the clouds and smoked the whole cigarette to his buttocks, and then he told us about the past.

"Our child was born on the day of the Qingming Festival, which is said in our village, and the original life is the hardest. But something went wrong with his blood,"

The uncle told us that Mr. Yin and Yang told them about this incident.

Although Mr. Yin Yang became a cafeteria aunt in the school cafeteria, if something happened in the village, she would be asked to help.

And most of the people in the village are familiar with Mr. Yin and Yang, one is because Mr. Yin and Yang wants to make a job, and the other is because everyone attaches more importance to this business.

One night, the uncle couldn't wait for his child no matter what, and he was so frightened that he went to the school to look for it.

By this time, the other seven parents had already arrived at the school.

They held the child's corpse and wept silently.

When the uncle saw it, he was stupid.

What the hell is going on?

He reached out to touch the child's face, and it was clear that the child was still warm, but he was no longer breathing.

The child's face was purple, and at first glance he knew that he had been poisoned.

"Then why didn't you call the village doctor, or call an ambulance to take you to the hospital?" I don't quite understand their behavior.

But twenty years ago, medical expertise was lacking, transportation was inconvenient, and landline contact was cumbersome.

"At that time, only Chief's house had a phone in the whole village, and when I arrived, someone had already gone to Chief's house to call an ambulance. But what we all know is in vain. As the name suggests, the poison of the grass is exactly the same as that of a poisonous snake, and if there is no serum, it will not be cured at all, even if it goes to the hospital, it is useless. ”

Listening to my uncle's words, I fell silent.

Not to mention going to the hospital, it may be on the road in minutes, and the person is already gone.

What's more, when the uncle arrived at school, the children were already out of breath.

"At that time, the eight parents didn't know what to do, they just wanted to take the children back to the ancestral grave for burial, and they left on the same day, so the coffin should be mourned on the same day after three days. We thought that it would be dawn the next day, so we went to Mr. Yin and Yang to discuss with her what to do with this matter. But that night, Mr. Yin and Yang found us. ”

The uncle said that Mr. Yin and Yang gathered all eight of them in the uncle's room, and then began to discuss with them what to do with the children's death.

I thought it was very simple, so I took the children to my home and mourned them after three days of coffins.

But their idea was rejected by Mr. Yin and Yang.

"She told us at the time that there was a problem with the blood in our eight children's bodies, which led to their untimely deaths. She came up with a lot of evidence, including the children's birth time, date, and birth date. On top of that, all the classmates ate snake venom that night, but only eight of us children were killed. ”

At that time, the uncle had no owner, and as the head of the family, he not only had to take care of his daughter-in-law's emotions, but also take care of the remaining two children.

This sudden accident made him unable to make the most correct choice.

And Mr. Yin Yang is a person in the village, everyone grew up together, so naturally there was no reason to harm himself, so he listened to Mr. Yin Yang and buried the child in the school.

She said that the school's feng shui is good, and it can give our family a bright future for future generations. This is also the last contribution that the children have left us, blessing his younger siblings to be admitted to the high school in the city and admitted to the university. ”

The more I listened to my uncle, the more confused I felt.

At that time, Mr. Yin Yang said that there was something wrong with the children's blood.

So what's the problem?

"It seems that the yin qi is too heavy, and because they were born during the spring and autumn festivals, their yin qi is heavier than that of ordinary people."

After listening to my uncle's words, I can probably understand.

The Mr. Yin and Yang said this on purpose, and deceived their families to bury their children under the school.

In this way, there is a way to suppress evil spirits in eight coffins.

"Then what's not to say about this, snow is a natural thing, why do you want to be so mysterious, everyone keeps silent?"

I was suddenly a little curious.

Even if they were deceived by Mr. Yin and Yang, they shouldn't be so scared.

"That's because the child's blood is cursed, and my daughter-in-law became stupid because the child died. And the father of the other children was eaten by the snow monster when he went up the mountain to hunt, and some of them later gave birth to children in the family, and each of them came out with missing arms and legs. Then who dares to mention this matter, our eight families have become the broom stars in the village, and whoever sees it is disgusted. ”

I frowned.

If Uncle didn't lie to us, is this a coincidence, or is there really a curse?

To tell you the truth, I'm still more damned.

After all, I also have an ancient curse on my body, and others may not believe it, only I know how much trouble this curse has caused me, so as not to make my body weaker and weaker.

"You don't have to worry about this, if you tell us, we'll find out. Don't worry, uncle. ”

Dong Jing looked at the sky, and the sun was setting.

We should have left too.

It is estimated that according to the arrangement of the village, the remaining seven families have already gone to the dormitory to find their cousin.