Chapter 34 (2/2)
He was saved, but nearly half of the people died in Hejia village, which should not have been.
Now I think it's their retribution.
At that time, he suddenly heard the news of his death and did not doubt the words of the villagers. But when he was rescued by the rescue army, lying in the shelter, day and night, he recalled the day when he heard about the death of his wife and daughter, but found many loopholes.
Nan Nan is only eight years old. It's raining so hard outside. The dirt road is slippery and hard to walk. How can his wife take it with her when she delivers food?
People in the village say that Nannan is making trouble to follow, but Nannan has always been sensible and obedient since she was a child, and never makes trouble without reason.
The more Qin Shuyi thought about it, the more wrong he felt and the more frightened he felt.
He wanted to go home to have a look, but the house was washed down by the flood, so naturally he didn't find anything.
But the seeds of doubt have sprouted, and more and more things are wrong. Qin Shuyi found that when people in the village looked at him, their eyes always dodged, as if they were guilty.
And he Laosan suddenly went crazy. When he went to visit him, he found that someone was blocking his mouth with a cloth, as if he was afraid that he would shout out something he shouldn't say.
Qin Shuyi noticed that something was wrong. When the flood receded and the villagers were busy repairing their houses, he went to see he Laosan secretly.
He Laosan didn't stop talking. He shrank in the corner of the room in horror and kept saying, ”it's all retribution, it's all retribution.”
He Laosan's wife was burning paper money in the yard, and she kept talking about something. He quietly approached to listen, but heard the truth that made him cold all over.
The third wife's name is clearly Cuiping and Nannan.
Between lightning and flint, those fragmentary memories in my mind suddenly pieced together. He remembered that on the day when he was wandering outside, the people in the village seemed to have a secret look of joy. The village head's family was replaced by a new woman named Sao qingniang. The old village head confidently said to his family, ”the heavy rain will stop soon, and the rain god is no longer angry.”
He had read a book and knew the bad habit of offering sacrifices to the God of rain in Hejia village.
In a flash, he came up with the terrible truth.
He was mad with hate, to question, to call the police. But the water washed away all the evidence. All the people in Hejia village said that he had lost his mind.
Even the police looked at him sympathetically and said there was nothing they could do.
Qin Shuyi felt really crazy for a while.
He knew the truth about the death of his wife and daughter, but there was no way to redress the injustice. Instead of leaving Hejia village, he continued to live in the original house like a ghost. The villagers did not dare to talk to him any more, and everyone walked around him.
After so many years, he had no way to vent his pain and anger. He had to rely on paper cutting and statues to vent his anger.
His house is full of paper men of Sao qingniang and statues of Sao qingniang.
He read a lot of books and knew the legend of Sao qingniang, so he worshipped the best statue he had made. He worshipped incense every day and fooled himself in the hope that his daughter and wife would really become immortals.
It's been 20 years.
Hejia village has been demolished. The people of Hejia village have moved from the village to the city, and he has followed him. No one dares to be a neighbor with him, so he lives on the seventh floor alone.
He will wait to see the retribution of hejiacun.
But the retribution was not finished, but he could not hold on. He had a heart attack and died in his own home.
He didn't know how long he had been dead. He only knew that when he opened his eyes and woke up, a woman like his daughter squatted anxiously beside him to call her father.
His daughter is back.
From that day on, he began to live like a normal person, but Hejia village began to die.
He stood by the window, looking at the funeral shed downstairs, listening to the quarrel between he Laoliu and his wife downstairs, saying how terrible the death of he Laoer and he Laosi was, only feeling a burst of joy in his heart.
As for other anomalies, he ignored them, which was not an important thing.
If it wasn't for the sudden visit of Jiang Jiu, he would have continued to deceive himself.
He gently touched the head of sweep fine Niang, looking at it anxious expression, low voice say: ”sorry.”
Because of his selfishness, he let the child take revenge and kill for him.
Sweep fine Niang embraces his neck, the face becomes wrinkly, but there is no tears in the eyes, just stubborn ground says: ”I am Nan Nan!”
Jiang Jiu walked to the corner of the living room and looked at the carefully taken care of shrine. At this time, he found that besides the statue of Sao qingniang, beside the shrine, there was also a memorial tablet, which was the memorial tablet of Qin Shu's dying wife.
Qin Shuyi put the statue of his daughter and the memorial tablet of his dead wife together. For decades, he consecrated it day and night with incense.
He pointed to the statue and said to Sao qingniang, ”are you from here?”
The body of sweep fine Niang is stiff, deny aloud: ”not!”
But Jiang Shu laughed. It looks like a little girl
”It's no use if you don't admit it. I feel it.”
There is still a trace of aura left in the statue, which is exactly the same as that on the body of Sao qingniang.
The statues created with painstaking efforts were sincerely worshipped by Qin Shuyi day and night. Twenty years later, they gave birth to spirits.
It is not a god born in the hope of thousands of believers, but a spirit born out of Qin Shuyi's obsession.
He is not a God, but if he can continue to be worshipped by incense and practice well, he may become a real God one day.
But it was willingly stained with blood and cause and effect for Qin Shuyi.
Jiang Jiu is moved in his eyes. He looks at Sao qingniang and says to Qin Shuyi, ”it can't continue to kill any more. It's born for a short time. If it kills too many people and is full of resentment, it will lose its sense in the end.”
As soon as Qin Shuyi's face changed, his hands trembled.
Sao qingniang is still obstinate: ”you talk nonsense!”
At this time, it has no face of ferocity, just holding Qin Shuyi, like a child afraid of being abandoned.
Qin Shuyi dried his tears and said softly, ”Nannan, stop it. Don't hurt yourself for those animals.”
The body of sweep fine Niang shook to shake, take to cry a cavity way: ”they are bad people, damned!”
It is due to the obsession of Qin Shuyi. As early as many years ago, it had a vague consciousness. It stayed in the statue, listening to Qin Shuyi about the past, only feel sad to die. It wants to be strong, to be with dad. That's right. From the beginning of his consciousness, he felt that Qin Shuyi was his father. But it is clear that he is not long dead Nan Nan.
But it felt that since it was his father who created it, it was called Nannan, his father's daughter. It wants to be with dad.
But no matter what method it uses, it can't come out of the statue, or even make a little sound.
Until Qin Shuyi died.
Qin Shuyi died of a heart attack at home. He has no relatives and friends. People in he's village dare not face him. They have broken up with him for a long time. So for a whole month, no one knew that he had died at home.
In April and may, the temperature was already very high, and the corpse gave off a bad smell of putrefaction. Rats and insects nibbled at his corpse day by day, accelerating the process of decay.
Sweep fine Niang only feel in the heart gathered a gas, that gas more and more strong, more and more expansion.
And then it suddenly came out of the statue.
It's just a spiritual body, no physical body, so it can only be attached to the paper man. It took all these years of hard work to keep Qin Shuyi's body from rotting and bring him back to life.
At this time, it decided to avenge Qin Shuyi.
In the eyes of Sao qingniang, big blood and tears rolled out. Qin Shuyi hugged it, and his eyes were filled with hatred.
But he hates again, also don't want to let sweep fine Niang to avenge for him to hurt oneself.
Just like he was at the beginning, the ghost followed the people of Hejia village and made countless plans to revenge and kill people, but in the end, they didn't really implement them.
Qin Shuyi kisses her mother's forehead and whispers, ”you are a good child. Don't hurt yourself for me.”
She cried, but she couldn't say anything more.
He looked at Jiang GUI again and said frankly, ”children don't understand and talk nonsense. I killed all those people. If the master punishes me, punish me. Don't involve the children. ”
Although he was already a corpse,
Jiang Shu shook his head and said, ”I said before that I was just helping the police to find out the truth. If people in Hejia village commit homicide, the police will punish them according to law and give you justice. ”
”As for it...” Jiang Gu looked at her and said, ”it's not human, but it should be punished if it makes a mistake...”
Qin Shuyi suddenly showed an anxious look: ”it has nothing to do with it, it's me...”
Seeing this, Jiang Shu bent his mouth, cut off his words, and continued to finish what he had not finished: ”however, it's a part of retribution for killing people. It's not an unforgivable evil. The bureau should reduce the punishment as appropriate.”
”But this child is too bear. You can't just get used to it. You should be educated. Otherwise, it will be hopeless to raise it in the future.”
Qin Shuyi and Sao qingniang look at him in amazement.
With a smile in his eyes, Jiang said to them, ”go down with me first, which is right or wrong. The police will give you justice.”
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Greedy boy (frowning): the paper man is really bad.
Sao qingniang: ah, I killed you!!!
Long long: who am I? Where am I? What am I doing????
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I didn't expect to be able to write about the appearance of dragon, so I'll see you tomorrow!
I'm a little late today. I'll send you 100 red envelopes, jomi~