prison song

【Lingtai County】

I'm cleaning up the account books now, and the dark blue book cover is sewn on top of the thick stack of yellow paper. I don't need to look through it to know that this time the expenses will be the same as before, approaching the deficit.

The county magistrate is a smart man, no, or my uncle, he always spends his days and nights searching for people's fat and people's anointing, doing underground business, and trying to prevent anyone from finding out.

At least I know.

My wife has been away from me for almost half a month.

But I can still vividly remember the day when I got married. When the door opened in the morning, the pear blossoms next to me fell down, and I saw her standing at the door with a slightly submissive look.

I've never seen her like this.

The candlelight slightly distorted the room in the afternoon, and her face became blurred than in the daytime.

But I can still see a faint trace of tension in her eyebrows and eyes, and now it is like a continuously generated brand, rotten on my heart.

The room inside is always darker than the outside, and the red silk on the pillar outside the door is half bright and half dark.

The voices of quarreling and fighting faded away here, her hands were always very warm, but this time it was different, she seemed obviously not too prepared for the wedding.

But I'm ready, I've been ready since I met her.

We can finally be together, and every time I think of this, I can feel her delicate hands, her dark and smooth hair, and the blessing beans that hit her body.

But I was pulled back again, and I was pulled back severely by everyone.

I was also in the room when I saw her for the last time. The white silk on the wall was put down viciously and covered her body. I rushed over without hesitation. land.

At this moment, crying, shouting and beating have become a futile affectation.

Her face was full of exhaustion, probably because of the exhaustion of the whole day today. When the wedding was full of guests, she greeted everyone with a smile on her face.

She frowned slightly, and I took the cotton that the servant boy handed me, put it inside her eyelids, and smoothed the center of her brows.

Her body was cold, and she was so tired that she left first.

But everything you do is useless... Do you know what they say about you?

They say that you are not clean, that you are unclean, that's why you were cast aside by those dead ancestors, and they took you out of the world and sent you back to hell, so as not to pollute Lingtai County, you know?Even Lizhang, our friend who has played since we were young, tried to defend you, but he was dubious by what they said.

Was it painful when you left?

Xu Rongzhou closed his eyes, and a line of cold tears ran across his pale face.

"Xu Lang!"

She was dressed in pink, her hair was coiled up, and she was holding a loquat leaf in her hand, waving at him on the hillside, even her eyes were smiling like crescent moons, and her sharp and playful canine teeth were quietly exposed, evoking the intoxicating dimples on her face.

"Snapped!"

Xu Rongzhou stood up, took the account book and slammed it against the edge of the table, and kept on smashing until the stitches of the book fell off, and the yellow paper was scattered all over the sky. The paper with the word "bitch" was all thrown in the air.

Xu Rongzhou knelt on the ground, put his head in his hands and roared, and then wept endlessly.

The moment the coffin closed, I touched your face.

so cold.

"Why is it suddenly so cold..." Qin Huaizhen shivered.

"The weather is turning cold."

Yan Qing took off his thin coat and put it on Qin Huaizhen's shoulders, adjusting it carefully.

"Why didn't I feel it before."

"Can you wear the same clothes as ordinary people now?" Yan Qing joked suddenly with a smile, there was a faint fragrance on his body, and he was very close to Qin Huaizhen, who stared at his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

"Tsk, do you regret that you said you raised me?"

"When did I say I was going to raise you?" Yan Qing was a little surprised, but couldn't help laughing out, the end of the sound was light.

"Hey, stop, you just say what you said, even if I find evidence, you will renege on it, so it's better not to say so much." Qin Huaizhen made a stop gesture, and walked forward relentlessly.

Yan Qing shook his head helplessly and followed.

Their plan was to go from the roof house in the alleyway to the county magistrate's mansion, then to the back mountain area, and then go to the last place, open the coffin to see what's inside.

Qin Huaizhen felt that her steps were a bit heavy, and looked up at Yan Qing who looked effortless and expressionless, and couldn't help showing a look of contempt.

"Why, I usually blame others when I eat and drink too much and get fat?" Yan Qing said with a smile standing not far away.

"Stop talking nonsense! Give me a hand!" Qin Huaizhen stretched out his hand.

Yan Qing picked him up, and then heard the sound of firecrackers. Qin Huaizhen walked over curiously, stepped on the black and gray roof tiles, and found that they were standing on the roof of a wealthy family.

The crowd below was full of people, all of them looked happy. In the middle of the crowd, many children murmured that they couldn’t see, so they rode on their father’s neck, wearing floral clothes, and holding butterfly candies in their hands. Painting, without even noticing the sugar sticking to his face.

Standing on the roof was an imposing young man in white, with a pair of sharp but intoxicating eyes showing from the ends of his hair. He stopped on a stone tile and looked into the distance, as if he had noticed someone's gaze, and looked towards The child showed a nice smile.

The white hair band fluttered, and it didn't look like it came from the mortal world.

The child rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and when he looked up again, there was nothing but a white butterfly whirling in the air. The child pointed at the butterfly with wide eyes and said.

"Father! I saw a fairy!"

"Fairy ghost! Get down soon, brat! You've gained weight again! My neck is almost broken by you!" the man roared.

Qin Huaizhen took a deep breath and said, "Why are you hiding?"

"You can also hide." Yan Qing said with some doubts.

"You know me clearly! Forget it." Qin Huaizhen didn't want to explain anymore, and turned around to reveal a pair of eyes looking forward.

"Pfft, just now a child said that you are a god, I heard it all here."

"That's right, you don't protect me, an immortal, I really don't know what else you can do." Qin Huaizhen said.

"Protection?" The two words landed in Yan Qing's heart, and there was a very loud "tick".

Their direction was facing the inner room, and two people opened a road. The woman was wearing a graceful green dress, with a thin hairpin on her head, and golden butterflies swaying from her tail, illuminating her bright face.

The happiness of beans sprinkled on the body overwhelmed the pain, holding the hands of the elders and raising them together to step over the burning green basin, suddenly there was intense applause from all around, like the encouragement of a toddler for the first time when he was young.

When he came to the groom's side, the smile on his face couldn't be untied like a knot, he covered his mouth, the golden bracelet was stuck on his wrist, and his hands were tightly held.

"This is marriage, right?"

Yan Qing looked down, there were two men standing at the end, wearing pale red clothes, seemed to have spotted Qin Huaizhen and Yan Qing.

They stood at the end of the crowd, very close together, and even their costumes were very similar. The profile of one of them was full of envy that could be seen without words.

The other one seemed to understand what he was thinking, and approached quietly, leaning against his shoulder, lightly touching his palms, and clasping them together.

Yan Qing looked at Qin Huaizhen from the corner of his eye, his eyes were a little gray, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Why are they only able to stand in the corner.

"Let's go, marriage is so boring, there's nothing to see." Qin Huaizhen said.

"Let's go to the place where they said they worshiped our ancestors tonight." Yan Qing wanted to change the subject.

"That's what I mean." Qin Huaizhen replied.

Continue to walk forward, are tired of seeing green grass flowers and leaves, so repeated, no longer pleasant, only bored.

Qin Huaizhen's pace also became faster and faster, not as clumsy as before, but kept throwing Yan Qing's back all the way.

Arrived at the back mountain.

"Where are we going? The ghost paper here has been cleaned up." Yan Qing said.

"I remember him going to..."

Qin Huaizhen gestured in the air with his fingers, following the direction of the mountain road, recalling the route of carrying the coffin, winding and circling, the sky was full of Ming coins and paper money, and the expressionless Xu Rongzhou walked in the front, his slender and white fingers suddenly touched a place stop.

"There's a cave over there!" Qin Huaizhen was a little excited, and completely lost the helpless silence just now.

"Let's go." Yan Qing said with a smile.

They walked forward quickly, completely forgetting the mud and bumps along the way, both of them wanted to find the truth very much.

When I came to the cave, there was a damp and cold wind blowing out from inside, like a ghost who could not see the light and could only confide in the wind.

Qin Huaizhen said, "Why don't you wear your coat..."

"Put it on, don't take it off." Yan Qing took a step forward and said this.

Qin Huaizhen raised his eyebrows and didn't delay. He followed Yan Qing's figure and walked forward. The inside became darker and darker, and the sound of dripping water could be clearly heard.

Going further inside, you can hear the crisp sound of Yan Qing rubbing the flint, and the surrounding gradually lights up, and Qin Huaizhen can see that there are many things placed here.

The wind blew the dilapidated and muddy bamboo horse vigorously, as if there was a real person sitting on it and shaking gently, looking at Qin Huaizhen with empty eyes.

Next to it was a tree that had been cut in half, hanging there feebly. The dark green leaves gradually turned yellow and were spread thickly on the ground.

There are also a few rotten green plums piled on top.

Yan Qing lit up the front lamp, and saw clearly that there was a coffin next to him, on which there was a black memorial tablet with no name written on it, and there were only three bare wooden sticks left on the censer in the middle, with some wax sticking to it.

"Why is the top of the coffin empty?" Qin Huaizhen asked.

"Are you referring to the fixed thong? I just opened it with a sword." Yan Qing said with the black thong in his hand.

"Oh, I thought it was haunted." Qin Huaizhen said.

"Are you nervous?"

"I do not have."

"Is this the first time you've seen this?"

"If you've seen it before, it's weird, okay?"

After Qin Huaizhen finished speaking, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva. There was nothing to be afraid of, but it was the first time he encountered something dead. It was infiltrating, unlucky and disgusting.

Qin Huaizhen murmured in his heart.

"Why don't you go out, and I'll tell you later when I see something important."

"Forget it, it's not that serious." After Qin Huaizhen finished speaking, Yan Qing opened the lid of the coffin.

The first thing that came out was the strong and rancid smell, which made people avoid it.

The woman's red clothes were floating with white foam, fat maggots crawled awkwardly into the crevices of her eye sockets, one eye was closed, the other was corroded and turned into a permanent hollow, and the other was closed to reveal yellow cotton .

Yan Qing also showed a look of disgust, and used his sword to pry her clothes away, and couldn't help frowning even more, turning into the same expression as Qin Huaizhen.

Her body was covered with several blood holes, and under the old red minced flesh, a few black fertile leeches could be clearly seen coiled on the white bones.

"If you've seen enough, can you close it for me? I can't use the strength anymore."

The sudden voice made Qin Huaizhen tremble, but he still asked calmly.

"Why do this?"

"Of course I didn't kill the person. I just hope she can leave this place quickly, take everything with her, and never come back."

Xu Rongzhou was dressed in white, holding the side of the coffin with one hand, looking at the people inside, with a trace of relief and tenderness on his face that had not been seen for a long time.