I come from a parallel world

The world is very big, full of wonders, each place has its own customs.

If someone died in Shihe Village, a Taoist priest must be invited over.

Taoist priests will calculate how many souls will be hanged according to the day of death. On the last day, the dead will go home to have a look.

Cousin Gao Ran was going to hang his soul for seven days, and he happened to be home on the first seven days.

Liu Wenying stood at the table lighting a kerosene lamp. The death of her son was a great blow to her. After a few days, she had a lot of gray hair on her head, and she became old.

The sound of a match being scraped sounded again, and Gao Ran couldn't help but say, "Auntie, let me have some."

Liu Wenying turned her head, her eyes were bloodshot.

Gao Ran held his breath.

Liu Wenying moved her lips and sighed softly, "Xiao Ran, you have worked hard these days."

Gao Ran hurriedly shook his head, "It's not hard."

Liu Wenying raised her hand to touch the wound on the boy's forehead, "It's rare for you to come to my aunt's house. My aunt said she wanted to make braised pork for you, but she didn't make it for you."

Gao Ran didn't know what to say, so he didn't speak at all.

Liu Wenying's face was full of love, "Xiao Ran, is Auntie treating you well?"

Gao Ran nodded.

Liu Wenying said, "Then you can do my aunt a favor, ask Captain Feng to find out what's going on with the case, and what things have been found. Auntie knows that you have been likable since you were a child, and you can tell that Captain Feng I like your brother."

Gao Ran looked shocked, "Auntie, you are overthinking, Captain Feng and I..."

Liu Wenying interrupted, "Help your aunt, help your cousin, he is watching you."

Gao Ran was timid, couldn't help but was about to cry.

Liu Wenying suddenly grabbed his arm, "Xiao Ran, your cousin turned her elbow outward, and someone cut open your cousin's stomach, and let him die and suffer such a serious crime. She is a white-eyed wolf. Auntie can only count on it." is you."

Gao Ran inhaled in pain, dizzy, he broke free a few times but failed, he couldn't help being surprised by the strength of his aunt's hand, "Auntie, let go first."

Liu Wenying didn't let go, and was still talking to herself.

"I asked. Officer Yang said it was inconvenient to disclose. Captain Feng is his leader. He must know a lot. You can help me to ask..."

Gao Ran opened his voice and shouted, "Dad, uncle, cousin—"

The voice in his ear suddenly disappeared, and he lowered his eyes, seeing his aunt staring at him coldly, trembling in fright, "Da... aunt..."

Liu Wenying reprimanded angrily, "Xiao Ran, if you are so loud, your cousin won't dare to come back."

Gao Ran quickly admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry."

Hearing his father's voice, Gao Ran rushed over immediately.

Gao Jianjun's face darkened when he saw his son pulling his hand, "What's the name of the ghost?"

Gao Ran leaned closer to his father's ear, "Auntie is not quite right."

Gao Jianjun sighed, "I'll think about it after a while."

Gao Ran twitched his eyebrows, wanted to say something, but didn't know how to describe it, he choked out a sentence for a long time, "I don't sleep in the main room at night."

Gao Jianjun reprimanded, "You will be eighteen after the new year, so be sensible!"

Gao Ran slumped his shoulders, his face turned pale, "I'm afraid of ghosts."

Gao Jianjun said, "Gao Ran, you are a man."

Gao Ran retorted, "A man is also a human being."

"..."

Gao Jianjun was defeated by his son, he thought about it, children are almost afraid of ghosts, "There is no such thing."

Gao Ran swallowed his saliva, "Then why do you and uncle prepare things for the night of returning to the soul? Do you want me to make a bed with you?"

Gao Jianjun said, "It's a custom passed down from the older generation."

Gao Ran has nothing to say.

The landline in the back room rang, and Liu Yu went to answer it. She said she would call outside after a while, "Xiao Ran, block the captain's call."

Gao Ran found that his aunt was looking at him, so he leaned towards his father.

Gao Jianjun patted his son on the back and said helplessly, "That's your aunt, not some scourge."

Gao Ran curled her lips, "Auntie asked me to ask Xiao... Captain Feng to ask about the case. How could I possibly get it? If the police don't disclose it, it means that they can't disclose it. If you have to ask clearly, isn't that difficult for others?"

Gao Jianjun looked at his son in surprise.

Gao Ran was very awkward, "Dad, why do you look at me like that?"

Gao Jianjun sighed in relief, "I've grown up."

Gao Ran rubbed his goosebumps, "I can't bear to see you have such a fatherly face."

Gao Jianjun, "..."

"Auntie really wants to know the progress of the case. You can ask uncle to persuade her. The police will tell her when the murderer is caught. It's useless to ask now, and it will make it difficult for the police."

After Gao Ran finished speaking, he went to the back room.

Gao Jianjun said in his heart that the old saying is true, only by doing things can we grow.

Liu Yu gave the microphone to Gao Ran, but instead of standing aside to listen, she turned and went out.

Gao Ran let out a hey into the microphone, extremely strange, "Brother Xiao Bei, why are you calling me?"

Feng Bei laughed teasingly, "What? Can't you fight?"

LOL!Gao Ran whispered, "You didn't call to tease me, did you? My cousin is going home tonight, so hang up if you have nothing to do."

Feng Bei said seriously, "What kind of home are you going back to? That's superstition."

"Yes, that's how I comforted myself. It's all superstitious, fake, and can't be taken seriously... But it's useless, I'm still scared."

Gao Ran's voice was even softer, "Brother Bei, what if my cousin really comes back at night?"

Feng Bei clicked his tongue, "That's a good thing. Once he tells the murderer, everyone will be happy once the case is solved."

Gao Ran rolled his eyes, "I'm dreaming."

Feng Bei laughed unkindly, "So what do you have to be afraid of?"

Gao Ran said, "I don't know, I'm just afraid."

Feng Bei clicked on the lighter to light the cigarette, "You recite the core idea and main content of Marxism."

Gao Ran thought for a while, "I can't recite it."

The smoke from Feng Bei's mouth flickered, "Idiot."

Gao Qi said, "Hang up!"

At this moment, Gao Ran glanced at a shadow on the ground at the door, and a drop of cold sweat slipped down his back. He cursed, and quickly closed the door, "My aunt was eavesdropping outside the door just now."

Feng Bei intentionally used a casual tone, as if it wasn't an urgent matter, "When you mention it like this, I think it's a serious matter. Please recall the days when you came to your hometown, your aunt's movements, and what she said to you .”

Gao Ran immediately smelled the unusualness in that sentence, "What do you mean? Suspect my aunt?"

Feng Bei appreciates the boy's sensitivity, and at the same time looks forward to his growth, to what extent he can grow, and whether he can become his person.

"take it easy."

Gao Ran was silent for a while before opening his mouth. He recalled and told the man. He said a lot, refined, "That's it."

"My aunt is eccentric. She doesn't like my cousin, but she likes my cousin. How good she is to my cousin. Just ask anyone in the village and they can tell you for three days and three nights, without repeating anything."

Gao Ran said, "My cousin is in an accident, and my aunt is sadder than anyone else. Even if no one checks it, you can't check it randomly!"

Feng Bei joked, "Student Gao Ran, your attitude is not correct enough."

Gao Ran muttered angrily, "She's my aunt, honey, isn't it natural for me to stand by her?"

Feng Bei pointed out the boy's shortcomings in time, "You are too impulsive."

Chatting over the phone is different from face-to-face. I don’t know what the other person’s expression is, and it’s easy to be misled by subjective consciousness.

Gao Ran thought the man was laughing at himself, and his self-esteem was hurt, so he said angrily, "I'm just an ordinary high school student, different from you and your subordinates, don't treat me that way."

Feng Bei is a person who has been here before, and he was young before. He knows the boy's mind too well, and knows not to act too hastily.

Gao Ran hummed, "My heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys all hurt."

Feng Bei, "..."

Gao Ran said, "Do you still have something to say? Hurry up."

Feng Bei asked unhurriedly, "Your cousin is a carpenter, what is the one thing he must bring with him when he goes out to pick up jobs?"

Gao Ran immediately thought, "Toolbox!"

Feng Bei was very satisfied with his reaction ability, "Yes, so?"

Gao Ran gnawed at the corner of his mouth a few times, "It's not difficult to find out where my cousin is picking up the job. In the past two days, Officer Yang has been taking people around, so he must have found out. You call me and ask me this question, which means you know My cousin took the toolbox with me when I left that night, but I didn’t find it nearby.”

"The murderer may have taken the toolbox away in order to hide the first scene. There is also a possibility that when the murderer met his cousin, the toolbox was not with him, but was placed by him..."

Gao Ran's voice stopped abruptly, he gritted his teeth and said, "Impossible!"

There was anticipation in Feng Bei's voice, "Look for it."

Just as Gao Ran was about to speak, he heard a voice, "My dad is calling me, hang up."

Feng Bei said, "I'll go there tomorrow."

Gao Ran was taken aback for a moment, trying to explain that his son was going home with his father.

He turned to think again, let's talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow, and he still doesn't know how to live tonight.

As soon as it got dark, all the lights in the house were turned off, only a kerosene lamp was placed on the table in the main room, emitting a faint light.

Next to the kerosene lamp stood a pot with a boiled chicken leg and a bamboo chopstick with a fork in it.

When the dead come back, they have to be suppressed by ghosts.

The chicken legs are prepared for the ghosts, so I put a chopstick, because I don't want the ghosts to pick them up and eat them all at once.

The ghost messengers worked hard so that the dead could stay at home for a little longer.

Liu Wenying opened all the doors and windows, and checked several times before she was relieved. When she passed by her daughter, she kept walking and didn't give her a wink. She still felt strange and resentful.

Several people lay down on straw mats in the main room.

You can't talk loudly, you can't walk around, and you have to sleep with your eyes closed, otherwise the dead will not come back.

Gao Ran was lying next to his father, with the ninety-nine multiplication table in his heart.

Just remember this.

The night was eerily quiet.

The wind blew the leaves of several peach trees in the yard. The sound was so small that it didn't sound like anything during the day, but it sounded weird at night.

It's like someone is whispering in your ear.

Gao Ran couldn't remember how many times he had memorized the multiplication table, he moved his eyelids and opened his eyes.

The candle in the lampshade flickered slightly, Gao Ran looked at the portrait of his cousin on the coffee table, and his cousin was also looking at him.

The hairs stood up at once, Gao Ran closed his eyes, he didn't do anything wrong, and he didn't make his cousin angry, so he wasn't afraid.

In the middle of the night, Gao Ran lay down in a daze, and unknowingly dozed off. A gust of night wind blew in from the door, and he woke up immediately with a jerk.

Gao Ran glanced at the kerosene lamp on the table, then looked at the people lying vertically on the ground, and found that the aunt was not there.

Where did auntie go?

Didn't it mean that you can't walk around at night?

Gao Ran swallowed his saliva, he got up lightly to check, there was no one in the yard, the other rooms were empty, and the aunt was not in his room either.

Only my cousin's house was not found.

"No ghosts, don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay."

Gao Ran read a few words silently, pushed open the door of his cousin's room and went in. It was quiet inside, and there was no sign of his aunt. He muttered, "It's strange, where did Auntie go..."

After closing the door and taking a few steps forward, Gao Ran froze suddenly.

wrong!

He remembered that it was very difficult to push the door just now, but it was easy to close the door.

Gao Ran quickly turned around and pushed the door open vigorously. He looked behind the door, stepped back in shock and fell to the ground.

Behind the door hung a man with his head covered in a thick hemp rope tied in a knot.

Liu Wenying hanged herself.

The author has something to say: I did not refer to Du Niang for the customs of going home, but followed my hometown. I called my mother to confirm.

The customs at my house are different from Du Niang's.

When a person dies, Taoist priests have to calculate the day of death to hang their souls for a few days, so that they can determine when they will go home. Chicken legs must also be released, and they must not be able to speak or move.

The custom in my family's hometown is to light candles, and there must be someone to watch the night, so that the candles cannot be extinguished.

The customs are different in different places, friends, you can talk about the customs over there, let me learn a lot and accumulate more knowledge [serious face].