Disciple's rebellion

The matter of the Jiang family is complicated but also quite simple, and simple is also quite complicated.

There were immortal cultivators in the ancestors of the Jiang family. Although their skills were not as good as today's immortal sect, they could be regarded as very capable sects in Rushan.

In order to maintain the status of the Jiang family in Rushan, it will not be rumored that it is not their family.

After a long time, the people will naturally complain about this.

But after all, Renjiang's family learned it outside, and they have no obligation to pass it on to the villagers.The people are simple and honest, and they don't force them.

Of course, there are also narrow-minded and selfish people, but due to the Jiang family's cultivation, they just dare not speak out, and the Jiang family controls the power and dominates.

This form continued until 50 years ago.

Fifty years ago, two young people suddenly entered Rushan.

These two young men have strong cultivation bases, and it is difficult for the head of the Jiang family to become their opponents.

Fortunately, the Jiang family only held power on their own, and did not do anything to endanger the people of Rushan.

The two seemed to be looking for something at the time, so they only stayed in Rushan for two or three days before leaving in a hurry.

That year was the day when the head of the Jiang family got married.

Although there was a custom at that time that the groom did not send off guests, it was not to the extent that it is very fearful today.

The head of the Jiang family dressed the groom's clothes and sent the two distinguished guests out of Rushan.

I don't know if it was because the Jiang family broke the taboo, the wife of the head of the Jiang family died of dystocia.

What's even more strange is that after breaking the ban, many grooms died suddenly and brides disappeared.

The bones of the bride appeared in front of the oldest camphor tree in the mountain almost a year later.

There was a sudden discussion in Rushan, and they all suspected that it was caused by the breaking of the ban by the Jiang family.All of a sudden, people panic.

Perhaps to appease people's hearts, the Jiang family announced that the secret arts of the Jiang family can be opened to the outside world.

The benefits brought about by cultivating immortals were so great that public opinion at that time was controlled by profit-seeking people.

Under the propaganda of these people, no one said that everything was the Jiang family's fault.

After many common people practice the immortal method, their bodies are obviously stronger.

But every time he reaches a certain level of cultivation, his spiritual power will explode and he will die.

Therefore, although cultivating immortals, it can at most achieve the effect of strengthening the body, and it is impossible to produce wizards at all.

Hearing this, Ning Jie asked, "Although the Jiang family's cultivation base is low, but the little devils and mobs don't talk about it anymore, why do they still do things?"

Wang Zhen smiled secretly, leaned forward and said, "Xiao Xianjun is not very old, so I let you go down the mountain to practice."

Seeing Wang Zhen and Ning Jie getting close, Mi Chen couldn't help frowning and said, "Don't make jokes."

Compared to Ning Jie who held a knife on his neck, Wang Zhen was still more afraid of Mi Chen with a cold face.

He shrank his neck, retracted his body, and said: "Sometimes what is frightening is not the monsters with such powerful spiritual power as the two, but the ghosts that live in people's hearts."

Ning Jie frowned, and asked, "The ghost of people's hearts?"

Wang Zhen nodded and said, "People have desires, and people who have desires will live in ghosts."

Ning Jie couldn't help curling his fingers, and asked again: "Then what the hell is living in Jiang's house?"

Wang Zhen replied: "The ghosts of the Jiang family's wives who died in childbirth?"

Dystocia?

Ladies?

Ning Jie suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of heaviness in his heart.

He said: "Please elaborate."

Wang Zhen threw the oar in his hand to Ning Jie, raised his eyebrows and said, "I said I'm tired, you paddle, so I can talk while resting."

Fu Song and the others were on another boat, they had been following behind Wang Zhen and the others before, because Wang Zhen stopped oars, at this time Fu Song and the others' boat slowly moved side by side with him.

Wang Yi wondered, "Why paddle?"

Just as Wang Zhen mocked, the car was full of rich kids, none of them knew how to paddle.

Li Phosphorus wanted to use spiritual power to move it, but Wang Yi observed that it was going downstream, so he couldn't use spiritual power, just let it go downstream.

Therefore, seeing Wang Zhen throwing the oar to Ning Jie, doubts floated in the eyes of the four of them.

Wang Zhen leaned over and pointed to the water flow at the bottom of the boat, and replied: "It was downstream just now, but now it is upstream, how could the boat move without paddling!"

Mi Chen raised his hand and concentrated a wave of spiritual energy and threw it out, and the boat moved forward slowly.

After gathering his sleeves, he said coldly, "Let's talk."

Wang Zhen slapped Yaner under Mi Chen's cold face with a playful smile.

He saw that Mi Chen was really upset with him now, so he straightened his sitting posture quickly, endured the cold wind with his stiff bones, and replied seriously: "Didn't I say that the first wife of the head of Jiang's family had a dystocia. Several wives died in childbirth."

Ning Jie said in a low voice unconsciously, "Could it be that Mrs. Jiang did it all?"

Wang Zhen shook his head: "At that time, this lady hadn't entered the door yet, so how could she harm someone."

Wang Yi was really puzzled now: "Since the dystocia of those wives was not caused by this lady, why is she so afraid?"

Wang Zhen looked satisfied: "You can't say that."

Ning Jie asked, "Then what should I say?"

Wang Zhen subconsciously lowered his voice: "Everyone, have you heard of ghost wives?"

Several people looked at me and I looked at you, all of them looked blank.

Ning Jie pursed his lips and said suddenly, "Widow."

Wang Zhen was not surprised: "I didn't expect Xiao Xianjun to know a lot. The ghost wife is talking about the widow."

Xie Mo couldn't help but frowned and said, "Why is the widow a ghost wife?"

Ning Jie frowned slightly, and he said in a low voice: "According to folklore, after the death of a husband, the soul possesses his wife. If his wife remarries, this soul will be harmful to her husband. Therefore, widows are also called ghost wives. "

Fu Song sneered: "Calling the widow a ghost wife is nothing more than controlling his wife mentally, making her keep her chastity and not let her remarry." Speaking of this, a sullen look appeared on Fu Song's face , "Since ancient times, I have only heard of ghost wives, but I have never heard of widowers being called ghost husbands. Such a title is nothing more than a deliberate creation of a man who is ungrateful and selfish."

Wang Yi lowered his eyes and glanced at Fu Song, wanting to reach out to comfort him, but he didn't know how to do so.

Mi Chen coughed lightly, broke the silence, and asked, "Could it evolve from the legend of the ghost bridegroom?"

Wang Zhen shook his head: "I don't know about that. But the time the ghost wife talked about should be longer than the time when the groom didn't see off the guests. I don't think there is any connection."

Ning Jie reorganized his thoughts and asked, "So Mrs. Jiang is afraid that the wives who died before her will harm her, so she wants to do something?"

Wang Zhen snapped his fingers and said, "Xiao Xianjun is really smart. It is because of the ghost wife that she is so afraid. You know, among so many wives, she is the only one who gave birth to the head of the Jiang family safely. How about Can you not be afraid?"

Hearing the words, Ning Jie unconsciously looked at Mi Chen.

At this time, Mi Chen also looked at Ning Jie unconsciously.

The two sides caught a trace of the same thought in each other's eyes.

A dystocia is beyond doubt.

But many times of dystocia, it is reminiscent of the forbidden technique of the Shuishen faction.

But not without doubts.

Rushan is so remote and closed, so the Jiang family knows this kind of forbidden technique?

If it is related to the two people who suddenly broke into Rushan 50 years ago and then left, it would make sense.

However, this kind of thing is not raising Gu, so what's the benefit of passing it on to the Jiang family?

Hearing this, Wang Yi couldn't help but sighed, and said, "It's a poor man."

indeed.

Husband so many wives died of dystocia, but he was the only heir who gave birth to the offspring of the Jiang family, so it was strange not to be afraid or to think wildly.

In this way, it is really pitiful and innocent to be disturbed by the custom of ghost wives.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zhen laughed mockingly with a cold face: "Bah! She is not innocent at all?"

When Ning Jie saw Wang Zhen's expression changed, a white light flashed in his heart, and he quickly asked, "How can you not be innocent?"

Wang Zhen sarcastically said: "When she gave birth, she was afraid of dying, so she invited countless doctors to surround her two or three months in advance. But when her daughter-in-law became pregnant, she thought it was bad luck for her daughter-in-law to give birth, so she kicked her out." She went to live beside her grave in the suburbs."

Ning Jie glanced at Wang Zhen's clenched phalanx, and then said, "Did her daughter-in-law die because of this?"

Wang Zhen's eyes sank, and he said coldly: "That's right, but because she didn't have a midwife by her side, she gave birth prematurely and had no one to help her, so she died of dystocia."

The thatched hut next to the tomb was originally built temporarily, and the environment is very simple.

The daughter-in-law had to go to the foot of the mountain with a big belly to collect some firewood to light a fire for warmth because of the coldness of the thatched hut.

Unexpectedly, Shanchai was wet, and she accidentally slipped her foot, which led to premature delivery.

Because there was no one around her, she died due to dystocia and excessive blood loss.

Wang Zhen snorted, and resumed his previous hippie smile: "I'm really afraid of something. This Mrs. Jiang is cruel, but she is too timid."

When Mrs. Jiang saw her daughter-in-law died, she cursed inwardly.Her disappointing son doesn't care about anything, and she can only handle the funeral affairs of her daughter-in-law.

After Mrs. Jiang reluctantly finished the funeral, she thought of her wife who died of dystocia before, and felt a wave of fear in her heart.

The more Mrs. Jiang thought about it, the more frightened she became, so she simply opened another wing and moved out of the main room.

Wang Zhen continued: "After moving out of the main room, Mrs. Jiang did feel more at ease. Unexpectedly, she had a nightmare that night."

The night is dark and the moon is bright.

Mrs. Jiang suddenly felt thirsty and woke up from her dream.

She asked the servant girl to drink the water and fell asleep again.

I don't know if it was because she woke up in the middle of the night, her sleep was a little lighter.

At this time, she heard gusts of wind.

Her Lingtai immediately became clear.

Mrs. Jiang is also a smart person.She woke up, but she didn't open her eyes, she just closed her eyes and pretended to be in a deep sleep, but her ears were raised unconsciously, listening carefully to the movement around her.

The sound of the wind went from rustling at the beginning to deafening.

Immediately, there was a continuous whimpering sound from outside the window.

The wind is so loud, but it is difficult to cover up the sound of crying.

The sound entered Mrs. Jiang's ears as the wind slapped the window.

This voice is familiar!

It was her unlucky daughter-in-law's voice!

As long as the daughter-in-law's voice is needed, that's fine.

Unexpectedly, the crying turned into the crying of a group of women.

These cries continued to ring in Madam Jiang's ears.

Although she hadn't entered yet, Mrs. Jiang could feel a shadow blocking the moonlight that penetrated the door and window and reflected on her face with her eyes closed.

This Mrs. Jiang is too scared.

She closed her eyes tightly, gritted her teeth, and tried her best to endure the difficult night for her.

When she woke up, she immediately asked the maid who was watching the night if she heard the cry.

But all she got was a puzzled shake of the head in denial.

Later, Mrs. Jiang not only heard bursts of crying, but also felt a piece of red silk covering her face.

As the strength continued to increase, she smelled a scent mixed with blood.

That fragrance—is her daughter-in-law's personal fragrance.

Every time you get close, you will be greeted by such a scent.

It was unique in the entire mansion, and at the same time, because of the extremely bad luck, she kindly threw them all into the grave of her daughter-in-law.