Chapter 25: The First Seven Souls

I had not been long gone, and I found a small village here, and I saw that the people in the village were in a hurry, as if something big had happened; Although I'm not a person who likes to join in the fun, I can't miss it when I meet it, after all, it's a meal that can be rubbed.

It just so happened that I met an old man, and when I came up to inquire, I found out that there were people in the village who got married, no wonder it was so lively.

Since the banquet was not held until noon, the old man warmly invited me to sit at his house, but I did not refuse, and followed the old man to his house.

The old man is the oldest one in the village, no children and no daughters, living alone, because he is a little old, he usually doesn't do any work, and the neighbors will come to help.

The old man first lowered his head and fiddled with the bags under his eyes, and after finishing it, he took two puffs of "let's go, let's go", and then said, "Where are you from?" ”

I told him everything that happened yesterday, and the more I listened to it, the more gloomy my my face became.

"I still remember Beibei's smile, that little girl is so cute."

"Babe?" The old man's face turned pale, and he said, "Is there a small mole in the corner of her eye, a smile and two small dimples?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and thought about it, it was only three or four miles from Sister Qiao's house to the village, maybe the old man had seen Beibei!

"That's right! Uncle, have you seen her? ”

The old man sighed and said slowly: "Alas! You've hit the ghost, and they're dead. ”

Hearing this, the water I had just drunk in my mouth squirted out.

"What? Are they ghosts? ”

That's not right! If they are ghosts, why don't my eyes react at all, is it broken?

But when I thought about it, now that my eyes were back to normal, it was normal not to see that they were ghosts.

It's a pity that such a young child, still so cute, why did he die?

"Uncle, how did they die?"

The old man was a little excited, and with trembling hands, he passed the pipe to his mouth, and took a few puffs.

Only then did he say: "They were originally from our village, and they lived in the easternmost part of the village, and the woman's name was Qiao'er, a daughter-in-law from other places, who had fled.

He is beautiful, has a sweet voice, and can sing; Don't look at Qiao'er as a woman, she is hard-working, does all kinds of dirty words, and is better than many men.

His husband is Zhang Qiang from our village, he is a coffin maker, his family in Shili Eight Villages, everyone calls him Coffin Zhang, the business is very good, and the family is happy.

One day, Zhang was making a coffin at home, and a foreigner came to make a coffin and specially asked him to make a coffin.

The coffin Zhang saw that the person who came made a generous move, so he said hello to Qiao'er and followed, who knew that he would never come back this time.

Qiao'er waited at home for three or four days, but she didn't see Zhang Qiang.

It wasn't until the evening of the seventh day that Qiao'er heard a knock at the door. ”

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

"Qiao'er, open the door."

Qiao'er, who was asleep, heard Zhang Qiang's voice and opened the door for him.

When I opened the door, I saw Zhang Qiang standing at the door wet all over, still holding a box in his hand.

When Qiao'er saw Zhang Qiang, she hugged and cried, and asked, "Where have you been these days?" I thought you didn't want us anymore! ”

Zhang Qiang smiled vigorously and said, "What about our daughter?" I miss her. ”

Qiao'er led Zhang Qiang into the house, and Zhang Qiang sat quietly on the edge of the bed and looked at his daughter without saying a word.

Qiao'er asked this for a while, and asked that for a while, as if there were endless words.

"I'm hungry, I'll cook for you."

Zhang Qiang looked at Qiao'er and said to her: "I should go, I just came back to see you, and I will rest assured that you are fine." ”

Qiao'er froze in place and said in a daze: "Go, where are you going?" You're not going to ask for us, are you? ”

Zhang Qiang didn't speak, turned around and walked outside.

Seeing this, Qiao'er pounced, but she didn't know that she pounced.

Only then did Qiao'er react that what was in front of her was not a person, it was a ghost, and it was Zhang Qiang's ghost who had gone home.

Qiao'er was stunned in fright, and when she came back to her senses, Zhang Qiang's ghost had long since disappeared, leaving only a row of wet footprints on the ground.

"Woo woo ~ Qiangzi, how can we live if you leave! Woo~"

Later, people learned that it was late at night after Zhang Qiang finished making the coffin, and the main family wanted to keep him overnight and let him go in the morning, but Zhang Qiang refused to live or die, so he had to go home in a hurry.

When I was returning home, I passed by a river, but due to the darkness of the night and the rain that had just fallen recently, I slipped and fell into the river and drowned.

Zhang Qiang died, Qiao'er seemed to be a different person all of a sudden, and she couldn't say two words a day when she usually loved to talk.

Light a bunch of candles all night long, because the old people used to say: as long as the house is bright enough, the ghost of the dead will find its way back.

Qiao'er waited for Zhang Qiang's ghost to come home every night, but she couldn't wait, and since then, Zhang Qiang's ghost has never appeared again.

The two of them waited at the door of the house during the day, and waited in the house at night with a candle.

Seven days ago, a strong wind blew the candles of Qiao'er's house crookedly, and the house was full of wood, and the fire burned all at once.

The old and young masters of the village came to put out the fire, but the fire was so big that no one dared to approach it.

Someone in the village vaguely heard Qiao'er talking: Qiangzi, if you don't come to us, then my daughter and I will look for you, and we will still be a family over there.

In this way, Qiao'er and her daughter were burned to death, Zhang Qiang's house was burned to ashes, and sometimes when villagers passed by his house at night, Qiao'er's singing and the laughter of little girls could often be heard.

After speaking, the old man couldn't help but sigh and said, "Alas! Pity that little doll is only five years old this year, and that's it...... Nope. ”

When I heard the old man say this, I also thought they were quite pitiful, but I still took all the money in vain.

Thinking of this, I really wanted to whip myself twice, but I didn't expect that as a soul crosser, I didn't know when I met a ghost, and I really lived in vain.

The old man looked at the sun outside, it was almost noon, and he said, "Girl, let's go!" I'll take you to see our wedding here. ”

"Okay!" I happily replied that I could forget everything when it came to eating, and I could only eat two kinds of dishes in the mountains over the years, and I was tired of eating them for a long time.

Now that I have the opportunity to taste delicious food, of course I will not let it go.

When I came to the house of the host for the happy event, they were very enthusiastic about me.

When I arrived, I found that although it was a happy event, the faces of the villagers were gloomy.

I began to murmur in my heart: "Since it is a great event, why don't these people have a smile on their faces?" ”

The old man seemed to see through my heart, and said, "Girl, don't nag me, when you get there, you just eat, don't say anything." ”