58. Nursery rhymes
Wang Qilin went out and went straight to Zhou Jun's house.
The night is fine tonight, there are no clouds.
But the moonlight is not good, and there is a faint circle of white light around the moon.
This made the moon, which should have been bright, a little hazy.
Zhou Jun's house was pitch black, the courtyard was quiet, and the needle drop could be heard.
Wang Qilin shouted twice, but no one in the room answered.
He pushed open the door and entered, the door sloshing with a 'creaking' sound.
The room was equally dark and silent, except for a small firelight flickering on the table.
The couple was not at home.
In the afternoon, when Dong Jihu came to get the enshrined gadgets, he should have knocked down the tablet, Wang Qilin wanted to straighten it casually, he picked up the tablet and took a look, and saw the date of birth and death on the back of the tablet.
This is not right, he thought secretly.
Zhou Jun originally engraved the day when Xiao Nier was buried in an empty coffin on the third day after she was lost, but in fact, she was already locked in the coffin and died on the day she was lost.
This thought came to him at random, but when it appeared, it struck him like a thunderbolt!
Zhou Xiaohe's daughter-in-law once said that the reason why Tunzili suspected that the loss of the child was Xiao Nier's troublemaker was that the child began to be lost in Tunzi seven days after the day Xiao Nier was buried.
It is precisely because of this that Dong Jihu guessed that she had become a child!
But in fact, if little Nier becomes a child and persecutes the child, she should not wait for the empty coffin to be buried for seven days, because it is already the tenth day of her death!
In an instant, Wang Qilin was cold.
There was a mistake in his thinking, it may not be that Zhou Jun and his wife told Tong Zi the identity of the Eight Immortals.
But there is no such thing as a child!
It was this ghost himself who had seen the scene of carrying the eight immortals carrying the coffin, so it knew the specific identity of the eight immortals!
He thought about it from the beginning, the first time Tunzi was haunted, and the first time he lost his child was seven days after he was buried in an empty coffin, what does this mean?
It shows that on the day of the empty coffin burial, the third day after Xiao Nier's death, there were indeed people in the tunzi!
It was this man who came back to his soul seven days after his death.
And the person who died was so critical that the Zhou family had to release the news of Xiao Nier's death and use the news to divert everyone's attention.
He rushed out and knocked on the door of the neighbor's house, and a loyal man cringed and asked, "Your Excellency, ......?"
"The day the news of Xiao Nier's death appeared, it was the day she was buried in an empty coffin, what happened in the tunzi?
The man said nervously: "Big, big, no big thing." ”
Wang Qilin smiled and said: "Big brother, don't be nervous, think about it carefully, especially your neighbor, has there been any other changes in the past few days besides losing the child?"
The man said: "That's there, Mrs. Zhou said that Mazi would have another baby after losing his daughter, so he gave him Qiaolian, the maid next to him, to be a concubine, and gave him a set of furniture to marry." Then this incident made Hua Niang angry, and she went back to her parents' house and has not come back until now. ”
"Flower girl?"
"Yes, it's Nier's mother......"
The rest of the words didn't need to be listened to, and a ballad appeared in his head.
"Kiss the mother's well, the mother is sick, and the mother comes up straight. The stars and moon in the sky are set, the wind on the ground is quiet, and the doll's cry is soft, ah, my mother is dead......
With the night breeze, the song fluttered into Dong Jihu's ears.
Dong Jihu scolded in his heart, which child sings this thing at night?
The voice of singing the ballad is crisp at first, and gradually pulls up the long key, which makes the voice seem very weird, and it makes people feel cold when they hear it.
Dong Jihu is also a veteran of the rivers and lakes, he quickly realized that something was wrong, this could be the voice of Tong Zisha!
But the sound seemed to blend into the night wind, fluttering and swaying, sometimes from the east, sometimes from the west.
Whichever direction the ballad comes from, the boy is in which direction!
So he plucked out his ears and listened intently, trying to hear where the sound was coming from.
"Bang dang!"
There was a thud below him, and the window suddenly opened.
Dong Jihu was so frightened that he almost came out from under the thatch!
There's no one in the house!
"Meow!" A terrible cat meowed, and the old cat of the Zhou family burst out and jumped on the wall.
It was spicy next door, and he couldn't help but scold in his heart when he looked at the direction where the cat disappeared, forgetting that Zhou Xiaohe still had a cat at home.
But what is this cat afraid of?
He thought uneasily, and turned his head to look at the door again.
A half-red, half-white face poked out of the door, looking at a few gadgets at the door of the room and smirking.
Dong Jihu was startled again, and almost came out from under the thatch again!
The boy is coming!
He was afraid that Tong Zisha would notice his gaze, so he quickly closed his eyes first, and then prayed silently in his heart: The ancestors of the Western Heavenly Buddha, the Four Heavenly Kings, the Eight King Kongs, the Twelve Golden Immortals, the ancestors of the Dong family, bless the disciples, bless the disciples, bless the safety of this ghost, hurry up......
The gods and Buddhas from Gaozu's generation to his grandfather's generation were recited by him, but he didn't hear the terrible screams of the expected boy being hit hard by the sand, so he secretly opened his eyes-
On the eaves there is a face up, half wrapped in red gauze and half as white as lime!
Two dark eyes were staring straight at him.
The white half of his face was smiling evilly at him.
At this moment, he couldn't help it, and finally jumped up from under the thatch: "Listen to the ...... heavens"
A hand reached out and grabbed his neck!
Leave it to fate!
It's like someone stuffing a piece of ice into the collar of the cold winter wax moon.
Cold from the neck to the egg.
A matter of a moment!
His eyes went dark, and his soul flew away.
At this moment, a loud bang appeared: "Xu Da be careful!"
With the roar, the ghost with the red veil on his head disappeared violently.
“...... Supervise the case, the demon retreats!" Dong Jihu trembled and shouted out the remaining words.
It's the rule.
Wang Qilin pushed open the door and rushed in, and when he saw Dong Jihu lying on the roof, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Hasn't the ghost come yet? Why did you come out? When you come out, you come down, let's guess is wrong, it's not Tong Zisha, it's Xiao Nier's mother who has turned into a ghost!"
Dong Jihu shuddered and reacted, and quickly jumped off the roof, he took Wang Qilin's hand and almost cried: "Of course it's not a child, that thing is so high, it's almost to the bridge of my nose, what kind of boy can be so tall?"
Wang Qilin's heart tightened: "Where did the ghost go?
"You ask me, he ran away with you, you ask me?" Dong Jihu was extremely aggrieved at this moment, "You two unreliable things......
Wang Qilin remembered what he said before leaving, and hurriedly ran towards the Zhou family's compound.
Dong Jihu shouted: "Where are you going again? I haven't finished scolding, let me vent!"
Wang Qilin: "It's too late to explain, hurry up!"
Xiao Nier's death made Xu Da extremely sad and angry, and he was afraid that he wanted to break the shelter of the Zhou family's compound and let Xiao Nier's boy take revenge.
The boy has lost his obsession, and it is possible that he will eliminate his evil qi and turn into an ordinary ghost again, and be taken to the underworld to enter reincarnation.
But it wasn't the boy who came!
Even if the boy is relieved of his obsession, he can't enter reincarnation.
It has killed seven innocent children!
Enter the underworld, and what awaits it is the eighteen layers of hell!