I rely on my face to pretend to be poor in the world of infinite flow

The night light is dim, and the old man's unique muddy voice tells the story, adding a kind of indescribable gloom.

There was a moment of silence, and the other people sitting or standing around also looked terrified.

Xie Sha listened quietly: "What happened later? When did people start dying?"

The old lady took another sip of the hookah slowly, and then she let out a long sigh as if she had recovered from the slump.

"Since then, it hasn't stopped. The paper figures, one big and one small, disappeared under everyone's noses. It was horrifying. After that, the paper figures of the mother and daughter have been lingering. There are more and more people, with the lessons learned from our ancestors, everyone pretends not to know, and they must be afraid in their hearts, and they keep lighting the lamps day and night."

"Mother and daughter." Xie Sha paused, and asked in a low voice, "You think the two paper figurines, one big and one small, are the woman who died in childbirth and the little girl who was drowned. Why are you so sure?"

"Many people have seen it, and besides hating the mistress and ancestors like that, who else can there be besides them?"

Xie Sha: "Did anyone try to escape?"

"There must be some people who are afraid and want to run away. Liushu Village can't hide it at all when things get into such a mess. People outside only know that they are the paper figurines of the Qin family, and they all pass them on as stories. Those who know are really afraid, but they are not afraid. Dare to say it everywhere, just gritted your teeth and ran out secretly and never came back. Guess what, the person who escaped from the village was brought back in the form of a corpse within ten days. Businesses dare not spend the night outside.”

Xie Sha looked at the old lady: "Even so, the Qin family's business is doing well. I heard that the children in the family are sent to study abroad. Has the matter been resolved?"

The old lady waved her hand: "There is no solution, this matter is still going on. After the ancestor died, the Qin family was taken over by the eldest son of that woman. It seems that the idea of ​​the Taoist priest before was really useful. No matter how much that woman harms others and treats herself His blood is always poisonous. The eldest son of the family came out to comfort everyone, saying that as long as they did not leave the Qin family, the paper figurines would not kill at will. The whole family lived together for safety. This Tan The family has never been separated, weddings and funerals are all together."

This is probably why the house is so big, and the more it is built, the more chaotic it becomes.

After finishing a long series of words in one breath, the old lady slowed down and sighed again.

"There is a way of yin and yang, how can paper dolls be as safe as living people? It didn't take long for the frequency of dead people in the village to increase. At first, everyone didn't connect with paper dolls. Later, they found that paper dolls were very active when people died. I tied up the paper dolls to be used and placed them in the yard. The family wondered if the paper dolls were responsible for the death of someone outside. With this number, there was one more paper doll in the house for every person who died outside, and the number was just right. They are all weak babies and old people who died young, what a crime."

Xie Sha didn't speak, but continued to listen.

The old lady's son brought her tea, as if he was jealous of something: "Mom, keep your voice down."

The old lady took a sip of the tea and twitched the corners of her lips: "I'm so old, what am I afraid of, anyway, I don't have a few days to live, afraid that they will kill me?"

The man just stopped talking and changed the tobacco for her in silence.

"There is no one who doesn't like paper dolls to do funerals. When they go outside for funerals, they mix with normal paper dolls. They are not afraid of fire, and they can make a new body for themselves after being burned. They are very happy to make waves. Living people Do you still have to live? If this continues, the family will not be able to do business, and the whole family will starve to death."

"The people who were harmed by the paper gun gradually included the people in the village, children, the elderly, women, and strangers who passed by without knowing it, intermittently. Before everyone was suspicious of the Qin family, the head of the family tried to find a way to say Shall I sacrifice it? But probably because I saw blood when I killed my ancestor and mistress, the usual sacrifices are useless. At this time, someone thought of someone."

A gust of wind passed through the mourning hall, and the candle flame suddenly flickered as if it was about to go out.

Everyone had the same meal at the same time, even the old lady who said she was not afraid of paper figurines looked a little frightened, as if she had lingering fears in her heart.

Xie Sha's black eyes moved: "Who do you think of?"

"When the woman died of dystocia, she was born as a dragon and phoenix fetus. The phoenix fetus died shortly after landing, but the boy was weak but survived. This is the youngest son of the ancestors and the woman. Counting the age this year, it is almost 40 years old. When I thought of him, he was only 13 years old."

The old lady's voice seemed to be a little trembling, although she still insisted on speaking, but it was always trembling and weak, as if she would be choked by something at any time and could not continue speaking.

The faces of the people around were a little secretive, their throats rolled, and they lowered their heads slightly, as if they could hide from something and prevent themselves from being seen.

Xie Sha naturally noticed the faint fear of these people, even if that person was not here, this fear did not seem to dissipate.

"Why?" Xie Sha asked, "Why do you think of a 13-year-old child?"

The mouth of the old lady smoking the hookah seemed unsteady, and the hand holding the pipe was also unsteady, so she simply pressed the thing in her hand.

"Because, because... we all suspect that the man may, may not be alive. No, at least not quite alive."

Xie Sha: "..."

After she said it, the old lady seemed to be breathing hard, and she clenched her fingers into fists: "Old lady, I entered Qin's house late, and the child had no milk when he was born, so my ancestors arranged for me Go and take care of him. That child is good-looking, at first everyone loved him as a motherless child, but gradually they became afraid."

The old lady couldn't control the cold all over her body: "He doesn't eat milk at all, he doesn't cry or sleep, the room is very quiet, sometimes I can't help sniffing because I'm afraid that he will die. He just uses that The pair of black eyes looked at me. The child’s eyes are clean, and the child is especially beautiful like a little fairy boy. I don’t know why when he looks at people, his heart can’t help but feel hairy. He seems to know you In fear, those eyes mock the same."

"At that time, six nannies went away one after another, and I was the only one who persevered. He refused to drink milk, and I was so anxious that I couldn't help but was really afraid, so I pretended to scare him with scissors, and accidentally cut my hand. He just laughed, he looked at me and smiled. I don’t know what I was thinking, but by accident, he dripped the blood from his fingers into the milk, and he was willing to drink for the first time. I dare not tell anyone about it. I don't care about being afraid, I just think that I can finally get a job."

After taking another sip of hot tea, the old lady seemed to calm down a bit: "I have always brought him. He liked to play with paper and scissors since he was a child. He has a pair of scissors made of gold and silver, which are very delicate and beautiful. He uses That thing cuts paper. No one taught him, he was born to do the same. The people in charge of the family also know about it. The person in charge is his eldest brother, and people in the Tan family value blood, so there is nothing to say to this younger brother. By the way, the little scissors are still his. Take the initiative to ask the head of the house what he wants, this is the first sentence he uttered."

"Over the past ten years, everyone in the Qin family who is a little bit more sensible knows that this person is very scared. Everyone is afraid of him. He is the only one in the whole family who is not afraid of those paper dolls. When he was young, I couldn't find him by mistake, so I heard There were voices in the room, I sneaked a few glances, he was talking to a little paper doll, made clothes for that little paper doll, and called it sister."

The old lady swallowed her saliva, clasped her hands together and recited Amitabha Buddha.

Xie Sha's black eyes moved slightly: "Sister? That dead phoenix fetus?"

"Isn't it? In the beginning, the paper man was the size of a baby, the same as the one made by our ancestors. It changed in a year and grew up a bit. Who made the new body? Who else besides him? He and His paper doll sisters are twins after all, one is dead and the other is alive but has a feeling, chatting and laughing with this paper doll. He is never afraid of those paper dolls, he is the only one in this family where he wants to go, those paper dolls When I saw him, I was very respectful and kind.”

The old lady seemed to feel that if she didn't speak up quickly, she would have no chance to say it: "The woman said that it was an exception for the Qin family who had her blood, but the people of the Qin family are not just as unlucky as they are. If they don't deserve to die, they will die. The eldest brother of the ancestors go He must have left a son early, he is the cousin who is in charge, this cousin has a son, and logically called that man Uncle Xiao, this is his own nephew, because he was young and ignorant and said a few words that made him unhappy , Those paper figurines attacked this nephew. He is the son of a cousin under the same roof as Qinqin."

"Mom, don't talk about it...the head of the family can't do anything about him."

The old lady ignored her son's dissuasion, and cried and said, "The people in charge don't know whether they are afraid of him or really partial. They responded to his requests and didn't even have a serious word when this happened. Later, everyone wanted to understand Now, what the head of the family is afraid of is the paper figures behind him."

Xie Sha looked at the crying old lady and said calmly, "Who is your husband?"

The old lady didn't say anything, just wiped her tears.

Xie Sha realized: "Who is that boy who was killed by the paper doll?"

The old lady didn't answer, and it was her son who answered Xie Sha: "It's my younger brother. He was only 14 years old at the time, so what if he said the wrong thing if he was ignorant, alas."

Xie Sha showed no expression: "Congratulations. Because that person may be with the paper doll, so you thought of looking for him, didn't you?"

The old lady pressed the corners of her eyes with the veil pinned to her skirt, and nodded: "The head of the family thought that no matter how close he was to the paper doll, he was a member of the Qin family, so I went to him and asked him how to solve this situation. No Let the paper figurines continue to kill as they please."

"What did that person say?"

"That man didn't speak at first and ignored him. He always didn't look at anything other than paper-cutting and paper-making. The head of the house lifted up the hem of his clothes and knelt down to him. He said sorry, negligence or something, and didn't know what to promise. What, the man nodded. Then, he said a way: let the Tan family take the initiative to confess. "

Xie Sha's eyes were slightly closed: "How do you call offering a confession?"

The old lady's son took the initiative to take it: "Uncle Xiaotang said that what the paper figurines want most is the blood of the Qin family, and the outsiders are not counted. As long as the Qin family dies at regular intervals, that's fine. The paper figurines like to die. I like the Qin family's funeral."

Is this the reason for the constant funerals in the Qin family?

But, what do you mean as long as someone from the Qin family dies at regular intervals?Can the dead still be controlled?

Xie Sha looked at them with dark eyes, and said in a very low voice, "So, how did you take the initiative to make offerings?" Free and fastest update on Rose Novel Network. No anti-theft, no anti-theft. Report the wrong chapter. Ask for books to find books. Chat with book friends, please add qq group: 647377658 (group number)