After dinner, it was getting a little hazy. On this night, the three brothers sat on a long wooden bench outside the door of Wang Laoqi's house and chatted. Inside the house, the coachman was fooling with Wang Laoqi and his wife.

At this moment, on the main road in front of the village, a man dressed in white walked briskly towards the entrance of the village when Li Ge and the others entered the village.

Seeing the man in white passing in front of him and finally disappearing at the entrance of the village, Wu Youqiu asked softly, "Second brother, Jingchen, why do you say that person is going to go so late?"

"I don't know. The two looked at the white-clothed figure who disappeared at the entrance of the village, and both shook their heads.

Obviously, the people in the house also saw the man dressed in white, and the seventh daughter-in-law of Wang Lao stood by the gate and looked at the direction of the village entrance, and said coldly, "We have a custom here, on the seventh night after a person's death, we should go to the grave of the deceased to pour Meng Po soup and burn paper money. That person just now is a junior of our Wang family, his mother-in-law died seven days ago, and today happens to be the day when the first seven days sent Meng Po soup. ”

"Sister-in-law Wang, I didn't expect you to have this custom here. Wu Youqiu heard this, turned his head to look at the daughter-in-law of the Wang family standing by the door, and then asked, "Is there anything special about the Meng Po soup you just mentioned?"

"It's not very particular, it's just a custom passed down from the older generation. The daughter-in-law of the Wang family was as talkative as her husband, and when she saw that the topic had been opened, she brought a small wooden stool from the house, sat next to the three people outside the house, and said, "I heard from the older generation that so many people die every day in this world, and Meng Po in the underworld is too busy to be alone, so many people can't drink Meng Po soup." These people who can't drink the soup can't erase the memories of their past lives, and they can't be reincarnated as human beings when they are reincarnated. Therefore, our custom here is to boil a pot of rootless water on the first seven days after death, and sprinkle it on the side of the grave of the deceased. ”

I see! Rootless water can be compared to Meng Po soup, but it is also possible. Haha~" Wu Youqiu nodded with a smile.

"Big brother, what is rootless water?" Jingchen asked curiously when he heard the conversation between the two.

"The water without roots is the rain, the snow, and the fog in the sky. Li Ge, who had been silent, touched his round head and said lightly.

A few people were chatting in front of the house, and before they knew it, they were on the tree. The daughter-in-law of the Wang family got up and yawned, and after saying a few words, she went back to the house to rest.

In the early morning of the next day, after the four of them had a simple breakfast at Wang Laoqi's house, the coachman drove the three of them in a carriage and continued to drive the road.

This Wangtang Village is a row of straight villages, and after the carriage arrived on the main road in front of the village, it ran straight in the other direction when it entered the village yesterday. When the car reached the entrance of the village at the other end, the three people in the car heard a burst of noisy cries from the side of the road outside the car, and couldn't help but pull the curtain and look out.

I saw a pond on the side of the road outside the car, and there were three motionless corpses floating in the pond, as well as a few men swimming towards the floating corpses. On the side of the road, there was still a small group of people crying and screaming, and among them was an old woman who closed her eyes and fainted after screaming a few times.

"It's not good, it's drowning. Seeing this scene through the car curtain, Li Ge's face sank, and he hurriedly stopped the coachman and got out of the car with Jingchen and Wu Youqiu.

When the three of them hurriedly walked to the crowd by the pond, several men in the pond had already dragged three floating corpses towards the crowd.

"Amitabha! eldest brother, second brother, what a heavy yin and evil aura. Standing on the edge of the wild pond and looking at it, Jingchen's face sank, and he whispered to the two people beside him.

"Is there a ghost here?" But how can I not detect the slightest ghost aura?" Hearing Jingchen's words, Wu Youqiu's face immediately sank.

"The feeling of pure dust should not be wrong, in my opinion, this should be a ghost cultivator who can hide qi. Li Ge whispered, his gaze fixed on the crowd carrying the three bodies towards the village.

"In that case, let's stay and see, and if it's really a ghost, then destroy it. Wu Youqiu said a word, then walked to the carriage and explained a few words to the coachman, and then circled around the pond with Li Ge and Jingchen.

This pond is not big, about more than one acre, the clear pond water is covered with a layer of greenery, and there are two strip-shaped boulders on the edge of the pond, which should be built for the village women to do laundry. The pond is connected to the river in front of the village on one side and is connected by a stone tube under the road. On the other side, there is a small river that twists and turns into the farmland behind the village.

After the three of them walked around the pond, a few more men from the village walked towards the pond. Among them, there is Wang Laoqi.

"You're not gone yet. After Wang Laoqi saw the three of them, he walked over.

Li Ge nodded, and hurriedly asked, "Uncle Wang, do you know how those three people died just now?"

"I don't know, I heard that they came here in the morning to wash their clothes, and then they fell into the water and died. Wang Laoqi shook his head, sighed bitterly and quipped, "I don't know what's going on recently, a few people have died in the village one after another, all of them are big girls and little daughters-in-law, is it that the lord of Hades lacks a daughter-in-law." ”

"It's all big girls, little daughters-in-law, and how many have died one after another?" Hearing Wang Laoqi's words, Li Ge hurriedly asked.

"Yes, four people have died in our village this month, plus the three just now, there are seven in total, and all of them are big girls and little daughters-in-law over fifteen and under twenty-five. Wang Laoqi stared at the calm pond and replied in a low voice.

"Seven, did they all fall into the water and die?"

"No, those three just fell into the water and died. There were four more, one hanged, one suddenly got a strange illness and died after two days of illness, and two were bitten by poisonous snakes. When Wang Laoqi said this, he paused and said, "You say that this winter snow is melting, how can there be poisonous snakes? ”

"Poisonous snakes, it's impossible, Uncle Wang, how can there be snakes in this season. Wu Youqiu listened to Wang Laoqi's words, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It's true, it's a poisonous snake. Half a month ago, the two little daughters-in-law who were bitten to death by a snake went to the field to plant peanuts, because their farmland was next to each other, and then they were bitten by the same snake. Wang Laoqi sighed and said, "Although this strange thing happens every year, but our village has always been peaceful, I didn't expect so many incidents to happen one after another this year." ”

"Amitabha! Good, good!" Jingchen listened to Wang Laoqi's narration, folded his hands, and recited the Buddha's name with compassion.

"Uncle Wang, can you take us to see the three people who died just now?" Li Ge lowered his head and thought about it, and moved his gaze to Wang Laoqi.

"Yes, if you don't have taboos, follow me to have a look. Wang Laoqi lowered his head and thought about it, and then nodded in response.