The devil attacks me every day

The night dew is heavy.

Meng Qian stood by the fire and roasted his wet clothes.For some reason, half of the sleeves were missing from this hundred-year-old clothes, which might have been torn during the underwater fight, or scratched from falling from the tree.In any case, Meng Qi'an, who is penniless, now has to find a way to get new clothes.

He rested for half the night, and waited on the official road at dawn, waiting for an old man who went out early with a big basket on his back.

"Master, do you know how to get to Jiuqi Village?"

With a long clip made of two bamboo boards in his hand, the uncle picked up all kinds of animal manure left on the official road and threw them into the basket, and asked a little defensively: "Outsider, what do you want to do?"

Meng Qi'an put his hands in front of him and smiled kindly: "I just came to find a friend. He is in Jiuqi Village, but I got lost."

"Friend? What's the name?"

Meng Qi'an showed the most sincere smile: "Dapeng, his name is Dapeng."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the uncle picked up a lump of dry animal excrement and threw it towards him. Meng Qi'an was shocked and quickly backed away: "Master! You have something to say!"

The irritable old man scolded furiously: "How many children have been kidnapped by you bastards, how dare you come here now?!"

Then he raised the long bamboo clip that had just held the feces and pulled it towards Meng Qi'an: "Let you come, I will let you come!"

Meng Qi'an hurriedly turned around to hide, the old man looked very energetic, if he accidentally bumped into him, who would be to blame if his bones were broken?

"Master, please listen to my explanation, how do I look like someone who kidnapped a child? You can't do wicked things just by looking at me!"

The old man waved the long bamboo clip a few times, panting slightly, and looked at him from top to bottom with his waist in his hands.The young man in front of him was tall and strong, and looked energetic, he really didn't look like a bad guy.

"You don't do immoral things, so why are you lying?" the old man pressed.

The two aunts I met on the road yesterday once said, "The Dapeng in the Jiuqi Village next door always talks about a girl who fell into the water while singing", and said that whoever talks about those things, the dirty things will follow.Apparently, Meng Qi'an met a water ghost last night, and she was a female water ghost who could sing!

Meng Qi'an was worried that there was another story behind this coincidence.For example, why did the man in black boots with terrible taste yesterday take away the faceless water ghost? Where and what did he take that water ghost with?Is it an extension, a seal, or raising it for your own use?

If it's the latter... The young man's eyes were filled with coldness.

If it is the latter, he must not allow him to endanger the world.

"I..." Meng Qi'an scratched his head. Is the nagging person Mrs. Ah Qing mentioned called Dapeng?

"What did I lie about? I came here to find Dapeng." Meng Qi'an decided to die first, even if he didn't know how to write it, but the pronunciation of Dapeng was correct.

The old man opened his eyes angrily: "Dapeng is already dead, if you are really his friend, don't you know?"

died? !

"When?"

"Today is his first seven days."

Meng Qi'an touched his nose: "I, I didn't know he was dead...but I really, really didn't lie!"

Seeing that the old man was about to lift the smelly bamboo clip again, Meng Qi'an turned his head and ran away: "Farewell!"

After running all the way for a mile, Meng Qi'an stopped and waited.This time he behaved well, and asked Mrs. Ah Qing whenever he met.

"Sister-in-law Ah Qing." The passer-by didn't even ask the outsider why they wanted to inquire about Mrs.

Then he glanced up and down at him a few times, wondering if it was an illusion, Meng Qi'an always felt that the man's eyes tended to look down three ways.

This kind of thing?what kind of thing?And let's talk, this glance made Meng Qi'an's back go numb, but he could only suppress his curiosity and send off passers-by with a smile.

Mrs. Ah Qing lives in Zheliu Village next to Jiuqi Village. It is said that she was named after the Zheliu Bridge at the head of the village.

On the shore of the water, it was the time when the warblers were singing and the willows were green in early summer. Meng Qi'an walked all the way to enjoy the scenery, and it was the first time he was so relaxed after he came back from the dead.

It is said that on the sad and beautiful bridge where even if all the willow branches are broken, there will be no love.

The woman standing at the end of the bridge was crying with a gray bundle on her shoulders: "I can't live through this day, Wang Tiezhu, let me tell you! I'm going back to my mother's house right now, and I'll never come back again!"

An ordinary-looking, thick man was a foot away from her, his clothes were in a mess, and there were a few red marks lying on his exposed arms.

"I..." he said weakly.

"Don't persuade me!" The woman suddenly turned her head and pointed at him, "I won't come back even if you persuade me!"

"..." The man was extremely aggrieved: "Come back for dinner, so I can leave a meal for you..."

The woman wiped her tears and put her hands on her hips, proudly: "Why doesn't my mother cook for me?"

Meng Qi'an stood under the willow tree and watched the play for a long time, but he didn't know if he could cross the bridge or not.After a while, he saw the man hanging his head to pull the woman's arm, and said something in a low voice. The woman laughed again, patted the man's chest, and the two left arm in arm.

Meng Qi'an: "..."

"Emotion is really something that is difficult for outsiders to understand." He stroked his chin and said so.

Mrs. Ah Qing lived not far from the entrance of Zheliu Village. When he touched the door, he heard that the yard was quite lively.Meng Qi'an probed inside and saw a fair-skinned, round-faced woman crying with a baby in her arms.

The sister-in-law Ah Qing who had met once was kneeling and sitting at a long table.A bowl of water and three chopsticks were placed on the table.Mrs. Ah Qing dipped the ends of the three chopsticks in water, placed them on the table and began to read a long list of names.

As Mrs. Ah Qing read out one name after another, a faint black shadow began to appear in Meng Qi'an's slightly reddened red pupils.The black shadow walked beside the white-faced woman, sometimes passing across her shoulders, and sometimes trying to get into her arms to touch the weak child.

"He Dapeng!"

As soon as the name came out, there was just a click, and the three chopsticks on the table automatically stood up straight, side by side, and made the onlookers in the yard exclaim.

And it was this name that was called out, and the black shadow in the red pupil became clear.It was a slightly thin man with fairly good features.His wet hair and clothes were dripping water on the ground, and the water stains soon wet the ground he stepped on, but no one saw it.

Upon hearing this name, the woman holding the child yelled 'ah', and then yelled heart-piercingly: "He Dapeng! Are you trying to kill Shuang Waer!"

"You short-lived ghost! I haven't had a good day since I married you! Aren't you used to it? What? Why don't you see you when you scare your own son now!"

Then came a long series of curses.

But the woman was cursing and cursing, and then she began to cry sadly: "Shuang Waer and I can't bear to part with you...Why did you just go like this...How can you live without our mother... Woooooo... why are you so overwhelmed..."

And He Dapeng's ghost is standing in front of the woman holding the child, his pale face is full of guilt and pain, but it is full of longing and hope for life.He wanted to touch the child with his hands, but as soon as he got close to the child, the child would twitch and cry, his voice became hoarse from crying, and the crying became softer and weaker.

There were several people in the yard, one of them was an older woman who was crying and went to pull the crying woman: "Alian, my He family is sorry for you, my family Dapeng is sorry for you..."

"Mother..." Alian's eyes were red, and her mouth was flattened intermittently: "You treat me...as good as your own daughter...I, I just..."

She burst into tears, fell on the old woman's shoulder and wept uncontrollably, unable to speak for a while.

Sister-in-law Ah Qing sighed several times: "How can a living person be tripped by a dead person... Shuangwa'er has been seduced, Dapeng is gone, you can't send Shuangwa'er away too."

These words made the two women hugging each other cry even harder.Especially Alian, she just lost her husband, and now her son, who is not yet one year old, will not survive.

"Sister-in-law Ah Qing, save Shuang Wa'er..."

"Poor child, he's so young..." The surrounding women were all women from Zheliu Village and Jiuqi Village, and they all spoke for the two who were about to faint from crying.

Sister-in-law Ah Qing looked embarrassed: "I...I have already called my soul..."

She has self-knowledge, she is just a slightly psychic witch in the countryside, and she has already performed supernaturally to attract ghosts. She can't make ghosts listen to her and return Shuang Wa'er's soul.

Hearing this, Meng Qi'an looked at He Dapeng's soul again from top to bottom.Since Chitong is not advanced, he didn't notice the faint starlight in He Dapeng's arms before, but now it seems that He Dapeng came back for the first time, reluctant to stay with his newborn son for a while, and even called his son So much so that it took away part of the baby's already unstable three souls and six souls.

As a new ghost, He Dapeng doesn't know how to return his son's soul, so he has been lingering around his wife and child, constantly wanting to touch the child and return the starlight in his arms.

It was self-defeating and made things worse.The child who lost part of his soul couldn't stand the cold soul, so he became weaker and weaker, and could hardly even cry out.

Meng Qi'an's trip was originally to pursue the water ghost, and He Dapeng apparently died of drowning, so there must be some connection between the two.To get the villagers to help him, he had to appease He Dapeng first, and he had to make them believe in him.

"The dead are gone, don't look forward to returning them." He walked slowly into the yard, shaking his head slightly like a magic stick: "Oh, pitiful, lamentable."

The weeping women saw a strange young man playing tricks, and they were about to push him out of the house on the spot.It was Mrs. Ah Qing who recognized Meng Qi'an, pointed at him uncertainly and asked: "You are, you are the one I met yesterday..."

"Exactly, my name is Zhao Qian." He smiled slightly. He already had a bright face, but now he looked even more extraordinary - except for the tattered clothes.

"I saw it yesterday by accident, but at night, I met a woman." He said truthfully, "A woman who fell into the water and died, singing "A Lang"."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was horrified. Isn't "A Lang" the same song that He Dapeng was muttering about before he was alive?

The author has something to say: I don’t know if you have heard of pinching chopsticks?I heard it from an old man when I was a child. It seems that many people have seen chopsticks standing up...?It is used to call the soul. If you call a name and the chopsticks stand up, it means that the person is coming.If it is useless to call names, why not call them hanged ghosts, drowning ghosts, etc.?Anyway, when I listened to it when I was young, my scalp felt numb. I don’t know if the people who really saw it were scared to cry QAQ

and on Sunday I will be shopping + taking photos, so see you on Monday~