The last feng shui master

Chapter 21 The Huang family ran away (1)

When I was about to give a lecture, I remembered what my university teacher Yao Baobao said, that a real master never brags about his achievements.In front of Village Chief Bai, I don't want to brag either, it's enough to honestly tell all my conjectures and conjectures, omitting my role in it.

I also calmed down and said, "Village Chief, sit still and listen to me."

Village head Bai nodded, and fiddled with the little 88 and the hair on his head, tell me, I sit very firmly.

In fact, the story is like this, the lunatic and the widow Wang were together before, and they were a couple.But Widow Wang felt that the lunatic was too poor, so she married his cousin Bai Jingren. This can be seen from the coffins of the lunatic's wife Huang and Bai Jingren. One is made of poplar and the other is made of toon wood. .

Bai Guangde was stunned for a moment, what happened to that child, how did he die.

I said, don't worry, Widow Wang gave birth to a child after she got married. According to the date, the child should belong to a lunatic.In the middle, it must be settled with money.Huang didn't complain, thinking that it would be a good thing to get the child back.Unexpectedly, Bai Jingren fell to his death when he went up the mountain to pick yams.

Widow Wang suspected that a lunatic did it, so she blackmailed the lunatic.

Bai Guangde took a puff of shredded tobacco, it was strange, how did Mrs. Huang die, how did the child die.

I laughed and said, "Judging from Huang's face, she died of illness, and no one killed her. The child was thrown into the reservoir by his biological father, a lunatic. Monkey. Then I met him and showed his original shape."

After Huang died of illness, the lunatic became sick with longing. He dug Huang out one night, bought her new clothes and a new house, and let her live by his side. It should be winter when she died, and it was cold in the mountains, so there was no rot.However, if the female corpse stays in the world for too long, the resentment will grow and harm people, so the first target is Widow Wang.

Bai Guangde frowned, shook his head and said, it sounds like a storyteller, but you guessed it right, the Huang family did die in winter.

I remembered the tone of my teacher Yao Baobao, straightened his back and said, the real things in life are always more dramatic than the stories in the books.

The truth of the matter I can only guess one or two, maybe I guess wrong.

Bai Guangde stuttered and said, "From my point of view: "It was Mrs. Huang who murdered the child. How could she tolerate her husband bringing a child back, and Bai Jingren was probably pushed off the rock by her. The most innocent thing is Widow Wang, the child died, her husband died, and in the end, the Huang family was bewitched by a lunatic, who went there with an ax and moved Widow Wang's head."

Bai Guangde did not miss the Widow Wang's door, and he fed the two wolf dogs in the family.I didn't rule out the possibility he said, and said with a smile: "I don't know the standard answer, maybe it's an open question, and there is no answer, maybe what you said, the village chief, is right."

In many cases, a person who is usually gentle can also commit murder.It is really not clear who is the murderer and who is the wronged person.

Officer, can you see the answer to the riddle?

The village chief Bai Guangde asked: "What about Bai Jingren's original cemetery, and what about the lunatic's house? They are all places of great evil. Will there be any strange things happening? I thought to myself, there must be some resentment and corpse aura that will be dissipated." It won't fall."

I said that there is a suggestion, plant a large sunflower in the place where the white tiger holds the corpse, and plant pure gardenias in front of the madman's door.In this way, when summer comes, the sun will shine, and sunflowers absorbing the sun can resolve all sorrows and sufferings, while gardenias will never remind people of red blood, and white is originally the cleanest.

Village head Bai praised, it's a good idea, when the flowers bloom, there is always hope.

I took the little black dog and left Bai Guangde's house. I spent 50 yuan. The village head Bai was willing to accept it, but it took me a long time to push and push him.

When I left Village Chief Bai’s house, I heard the reprimand from the village chief’s wife, you are an old man, and you will not talk to the grandson of the Long family in the future. Pull it in, do evil, that woman is willing to marry the grandson of the Long family in the future, such a young man, hey...

I pretended I didn't hear it, and continued on my way. If I heard some words, I would feel sad and sad, so I might as well pretend I didn't hear them.

The roads in Baishui Village are all stone-paved roads. In the early years, the shame of Jingkang in the Song Dynasty and the war between the Jin and Song Dynasties lasted for many years. There was a family surnamed Bai who traveled from Bianjing in the Central Plains to the junction of Jiangxi and Hubei and settled down in Baishui Village.At that time, the stone road was paved, and then it was gradually extended.Another branch of his family moved to the distant Fujian and Zhejiang generations.

On the stone road, unlike the street lights in big cities, there is no other light except the lights from the houses on both sides.What happened during the day today, every household closed the door tightly and hid in the house.

There are no stars again tonight, the cobblestone road is pitch-black, and the little black dog is pitch-black.I took out my phone and it was dead.The road is so dark that you can only drive with your naked eyes.As I walked, I thought about what kind of dark and silent night, the lunatic carried his dead wife on his back and walked home by night.What kind of mood did he feel when he was carrying his wife on his back: crying while walking, laughing while crying, what kind of life experience should that be.

Those who have not experienced it will never be able to understand him, and they will not be able to speculate with a pen.

I seem to see a lunatic opening the kettle on the stone by the road and asking, daughter-in-law, do you want to take a sip too, so we can go home after a sip.Then he smiled and said, if you don't drink it, I will drink it myself.

At that time, the white snow fell from the sky, the cold wind blew from the distant mountains, the world was as quiet as the heart of an eminent monk sitting still, and the lunatic sat on the cold stone like a statue.

I walked away gently, avoiding them, not wanting to disturb them.All will be well when the sunflowers and gardenias are in bloom.

As long as I think about the sunflowers blooming, I will not be afraid of the bloody handprints on the insect master and grandpa in the dark.

I called softly and gently, little cheap, let's go home.

Although the road was dark, the direction to Grandpa's house was certain. Xiaojian led me ahead and walked the dark mountain road in just over ten minutes.

Xiao Hei came once, got used to getting into the house, I opened the door and went in, turned on the lights and turned on the TV to make myself more lively.

When I turned on the TV, there was "Liao Zhai" in it, I watched it for a while, and then quickly changed the channel. I was so scared to death during the day, but I was so stupid to scare myself when I came home at night.Simply turn off the TV, go to the bedroom and turn on the computer.When I touched the host, it was still hot. I thought to myself, maybe it’s my grandfather who came back to surf the Internet.

I took a look at Xiaojian, who was lying on the ground, playing a game, playing the game of looking at the left eye and squeezing the right eye, and it never gets tired of it. Later, I heard from the doctor that this practice can help the eyesight.

(End of this chapter)