flstandardbreds Chapter 315 The Child Raised by the Ancestors 31
Chapter 315 The Child Raised by the Ancestors 31
There's something wrong with this village.
On the second day of arriving in Yangshu Village, Hua Ke found that the village was a little strange.
"Murong Jin, have you found anything unreasonable about this village?"
"Have!"
Murong Jin stared at the family he stayed at last night and said with gritted teeth: "This place is too wicked, just want to make money from us poor people!"
Last night it was 50 yuan a night, this morning he asked to stay for another night, the man raised the price to yuan! Doesn't this mean he just doesn't want him to stay? He asked other people, the lowest price is yuan, no negotiation, how can he be so black-hearted, bullying the elderly (;｀O′)o
"You fool, didn't you realize that after walking for so long, you are the only old man in this village?!"
"What?!"
Murong Jin thought for a moment, "Could it be that they stayed in the house and didn't go out?"
Hua Ke rolled her eyes. "It's impossible for every elderly person to stay at home. Those who work outside are no more than fifty years old."
Pu Bao helped her scan and indeed found no trace of the elderly person.
Murong Jin looked around and indeed could not see any elderly people, but there were quite a lot of children. Some of them were squatting under the banyan tree, peeking at him and pointing at him, as if he were a panda in the zoo, very rare.
"Why are there no old people here?" Murong Jin asked her stupidly.
"How should I know? This is my first time here. Stay here and don't move. I'll go ask Pia."
Murong Jin looked at her back, fortunately she didn't say she was going to buy two oranges for him.
Murong Jin walked to the banyan tree, took out white paper and folded a thousand paper cranes. The children had never seen it before, so they bravely squatted beside Murong Jin and watched, mumbling in their dialect.
Murong Jin: "I don't understand, can you speak Mandarin?"
Children: "&$@$&*%￥."
Murong Jin: "..."
In order to prove that he was an excellent Taoist priest, Murong Jin injected a little spiritual energy into the thousand paper cranes, and the thousand paper cranes slowly flew up, not very fast.
The children were stunned: "!!!"
"Here are some for you, one for each of you."
The children's eyes lit up. They carefully held the paper cranes in their palms, said something to Murong Jin, and then scattered like birds and beasts.
Not long after, the original few children led more than twenty children and ran towards Murong Jin.
Murong Jin: "..." Why are there so many children here! Don't they all go to kindergarten?
Hua Ke came to the hillside where the fight took place last night and stepped on a grave mound on the ground. "Come out, I know you are down there."
No ghost responded.
Hua Ke released her powerful ghost energy and threatened: "If you don't come out, I will go down and catch you and eat you!"
"Master Ghost, have mercy!"
"Good afternoon, Mr. Ghost~"
Four or five ghosts floated out from below and knelt in front of Hua Ke.
"Call the oldest among you to come out."
A male ghost in his forties said respectfully, "Sir, I am the oldest here."
"What's going on in your village? Why don't we see any old people?"
A trace of resentment flashed in the male ghost's eyes, and he replied: "Sir, our village is cursed. People in Yangshu Village will not live to be fifty."
curse?
"When did it start and why?"
"In 2233, I was not yet born. I heard from the elders in my family that more than a hundred years ago, our village worshipped the Willow Fairy. Later, I don't know what happened to the Willow Fairy, and she no longer protected us. The mother of the village chief at that time fell seriously ill, and he knelt in the ancestral hall and begged the Willow Fairy to save his mother, but the Willow Fairy did not show up. The next night, the village chief's family held a funeral.
When the coffin was carried up the mountain, a snake was circling on the mountain road. The village chief was impulsive and hit the snake with a stone, injuring its tail. Two days later, the snake entered the village chief's house and bit all his chickens to death. The village chief was so angry that he invited snake catchers from other villages to come into the village to catch snakes, despite the objections of other villagers, and sold the caught snakes to people in the town.
At that time, the village chief made a little money by selling snakes, and nothing bad happened. Some villagers were jealous and followed him into the mountains to catch snakes. From summer to winter, the village chief's son saw a sleeping python in a cave and called people to kill it.
That night, the adults in the village all dreamed of the python. The python angrily cursed the people of Yangshu Village, saying that they would never have a good end and would not live past fifty, and that Yangshu Village would always be poor and backward.
The next morning, the village chief's family of eight died mysteriously. The police said it was suffocation. A few days later, several more people died suddenly. That winter, more than 40 people died in Yangshu Village.
At this point, the male ghost's eyes changed, and he said resentfully: "It can just curse those who killed the snake, why involve innocent people?"
Hua Ke said with disdain, "You are innocent, but the other snakes are not? Should the guardian deity protect you all the time? It is not omnipotent. You are angry with it because it did not help you, and you even captured its own kind and sold, killed and ate them. It is normal for it to be angry and curse you."
"But we didn't do anything to harm it, so why can't I live to be a hundred?"
"That's right, I died at the age of forty-three, and I never saw my grandson get married."
"My daughter is even more pitiful. She accompanied me on the third day after I died. She was only 20 years old! It's all because of that python."
"So it's better to worship other guardian spirits. Snakes are the most poisonous!"
"In the past few decades, except for our village, more than a dozen other villages in Furong Town have become rich. The children from our village who have graduated through education don't live long..."
A few ghosts forgot about Hua Ke's existence and angrily attacked the snake that cast the curse, and the resentment around them continued to deepen.
Hua Ke whipped out a whip and beat them, "What are you arguing about? I haven't finished asking you. I want to ask you, is there a Taoist priest living here recently?"
"Yes, yes. That Taoist priest is no idiot. We dare not go over and provoke him."
"He is an old Taoist priest with a goatee. His last name is Chen and his face is full of wrinkles. I heard that he improved the Feng Shui of the Li family. Now the eldest son of the Li family, Li Jiuqiang, drives a car to pick up passengers in the town and makes a lot of money. His youngest son has been admitted to university. The Li family used to be very poor and often asked us to borrow money."
"Master Chen also helped our families improve their Feng Shui, and our fortunes have improved. It's a pity that he couldn't break the curse, otherwise I would be able to enjoy a few more years of happiness."
What Master Chen? He is an evil cultivator with ulterior motives. Small fortunes can be achieved in a short period of time, but it is not certain whether they can be retained. That stinky Taoist priest will not be so kind.
"Since you have been cursed, why do you still have so many children?" The poorer you are, the more children you have, and the poorer you become.
[Right, since the curse cannot be broken, their ancestors refrained from giving birth, so the curse would disappear, right? (? ˙o˙)?]
The male ghost blurted out: "One more child means one more person to do the work. Besides, what if there is a master who can help us remove the curse?"
Hua Ke: “…”