Chapter 116 Rich Businessman
When the eldest lady heard that the person who came to see the master was Zhiyin, her eyes were full of suspicion.
"How much can she, this little girl, learn? No one has much knowledge, right? Will it work? That's your own brother, if something happens, your dealer will be doomed! ”
Zhuang glared at her and said angrily: "It's because it's my own brother, so I personally brought her over." Alright, you don't care about this, I'll take care of this. ”
Zhiyin was dragged into the house by Zhuang's family.
Mr. Zhuang was lying on the bed and falling asleep.
His face was blue and he looked serious.
Zhuang looked at his younger brother lying on the bed distressedly, and raised his head to look at Zhiyin: "How is it?" ”
She chuckled at the sight of Oriyin's solemn expression.
Zhiyin was still very relaxed when he came, and he didn't smile on weekdays, but now he frowned and looked serious, as if the person in front of him was hopeless.
Zhuang Shi saw that tears came out: "You say something!" ”
"It's not a small problem. Before, what I did to your old man was just a calculation and guess on my part, and you have to tell me the specific situation. That ghost wants to kill your brother, and it's very murderous, and I can't help you solve it by persuasion. If the problem is too big, the ghost must be destroyed to prevent future troubles. ”
Zhuang hesitated to glance at the person lying on the bed, looked at her cautiously and said, "You are not allowed to tell the people of the Jiang family, otherwise...... I don't say! ”
"You think you have a choice? But I'm not a person with a broken mouth, and the third aunt is not the kind of person who gossips, so don't worry about it. ”
"My brother doesn't know the whole thing either, but I know it. My dad told me everything, he told me before he died, and it shouldn't be fake. At that time, he fled to Rongcheng with some people, and when he was about to arrive in Rongcheng, he encountered robbers. At that time, there was a wealthy merchant surnamed Wu. Brought a bunch of goods, especially valuable. It's all pearls and jadeite. The robbers immediately set their sights on him, and the villagers fled in all directions, and my father also planned to flee, but found that the rich merchant was reluctant to leave the goods.
The rich merchant had a son who was seven or eight years old and stood there crying. My father relented and ran back to save the child. Later, the robbers killed the rich merchants and came to hunt them down. Wanted to catch the child and go to his relatives to ask for money. My father took the child to hide in Tibet, injured one leg, and brought the child into the city desperately. The child was a black household without a household registration, so he said that the child belonged to his relatives, and the people in the city let them enter the city.
My father later asked for food to support the child, tossed for nearly two months, found a job, and saw that life was getting better, and the child was sick. Unexpectedly, the government was dispatched at that time, and the suppression of bandits was successful. I got the previous batch back. The goods had a list on them, found the child, and handed the goods to him. But he couldn't hold it out and died. The goods are in my father's hands. He has always claimed to be a relative of the child, and the people in the city have also seen that he has to support the child when he asks for food, so they all believe him.
Then my father looked at the goods and became greedy, and sold the goods to get money that he never dared to think of in his life. After burying the rich merchant and the child, he started a small business with the money himself, gradually grew bigger, and then married my mother, and his life got better.
I know my dad shouldn't be greedy for that money. But my father has done so much! Every year my brother and I go to worship their father and son, and we never forget them! I went to the grave during Qingming this year! ”
Zhuang's puzzled tone became heavier and shouted.
Hearing her brother snort uncomfortably, she whispered, "Is it really that rich businessman who is dissatisfied with us?" ”
"Do you know his name?"
Zhuang shook his head: "I don't know, I only know that his surname is Wu." The word Wu was written on it. My father also asked the child, and the child said that his surname was Wu. ”
"Are there the bones of a rich merchant in that grave?"
Zhuang shook his head again: "No." Only children's. The rich merchant made a mound of clothes. The body has long been thrown by the robbers without knowing where to throw it. ”
"Let's go check it out first. There are no bones left of this man, and if no one buries him, his soul should be in a well-clothed grave. ”
Zhuang hurriedly took her to the nearby mountains.
Looking at Zhuang's familiar appearance, what she said should be right.
This road is also specially repaired, paved with stone slabs, and it will not be slippery in rainy days.
The Zhuang family took them to the tomb, and the repair here was also very luxurious.
There are mountains and rivers around, trees are planted around, and wild flowers are in good bloom, and the scenery is excellent.
The only bad thing is that there are a large and a small grave here, the big one doesn't grow an inch of grass, and the small one looks good.
The tombstone was written on the day of the child's death, and she calculated that the child should be about to be reincarnated.
"Call the kids up first."
She took out the soul bell, and after reading it for a long time, a wisp of soul floated out of the tomb.
A small child looked at them with a wince, fear in his eyes.
"What are you going to do?"
When Zhuang saw the soul, he rolled his eyes and fell down directly.
This fell on the contrary, frightened the child, and almost went back to the tomb.
Qiu Mo's white eyes were about to grab the child.
Although people can't touch it, Qiu Mobai has his own way to touch ghosts.
"Don't be afraid. She's scared by you. We won't hurt you. Little brother, what's your name? ”
The child looked at Weaving Yin with a wince, and whispered, 'I'm not a little brother, I'm older than you.' ’
Zhiyin smiled when she heard this: "That's true." You're older than your aunts. So, little uncle? Tell us what's your name, okay? ”
The child nodded: "My name is Wu Yunyu." What's your dad's name? ”
She glanced at the grave next to her and asked about the child.
As long as you know the name of the other party, it is easier to summon spirits.
Wu Yunyu shook his head: "He's not my father." ”
"What?"
Everyone was directly stunned.
"He's not your father? I heard my aunt say that he was protecting your family's property, but didn't that property belong to yours? ”
Wu Yunyu shook his head again: "That property belongs to our family." I know that my uncle took it, and I am willing to give it to my uncle. He took care of me for a long time and treated me very well. The uncle buried next to me was the man my mother was looking for, they cheated my father out of money, and then ran out, and met robbers on the road, and both of them were killed. I don't know what the name of that uncle is. ”
Hearing this, Zhiyin was shocked again.
I didn't expect there to be a story in this story.
"Is he the one who has been cursing the dealer now?"
Because she saw that the resentment was indeed floating out of the mound next to her, the cursed person should be him.
But he just robbed other people's property, what is there to hate?