"Unknown?
Does it mean that Bulaotun is haunted?
Shi Jin interjected.
Cheng Muyou shook his head lightly, "That's not it, according to the copywriting, there are often dead people in Bulaotun, some die of illness, some die of accident, and the number of deaths is more than the sum of several surrounding villages, so gradually, the people in Tun feel that the feng shui here is not good, and they move to the city one after another."
"By the way, the names of the deceased and the addresses of the residents there are also recorded, but two families persisted and never moved out." ” "It's Zhang Rui and his neighbor Granny Zhong's house."
Jiang Xixi said quickly.
"That's right, these two families do have the surname Zhong and the surname Zhang," Cheng Muyou's eyes froze on the page, "Moreover, the family surnamed Zhong has also died, and he is still a young man, judging by his age, he should be the son of the Zhong mother-in-law, named Zhong Hui." ” Jiang Xixi scratched his head, "How did this Zhong Hui die?"
” "I got sick, but the disease came very suddenly, and I died violently overnight."
Jiang Xi sighed, "That Granny Zhong is really a tough person, her son died, but she didn't leave Bulaotun like others, and she still lived in that place for a lifetime." ” Before she could finish sighing, Cheng Muyou stood up and took the booklet to a few of them, "You guys have something to do today." ” The three of them looked at each other, and at the same time they all looked at Cheng Muyou.
"To find these relocated villagers, ask them about the situation back then, I always feel that things in this tunzi are very strange, since we can't find Cui Yu, we can only start from these corners, see if we can find out any clues related to the case."
Jiang Xixi made a few turns in a winding alley before she came to a small and old courtyard, she looked at the wooden door with a few cracks crawling in front of her, and muttered, "Wen family, well, it should be here."
She walked forward, just wanted to knock on the door, but the wooden door quietly opened, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old man came out of the courtyard with a burden, saw Jiang Xixi blocked the door, was taken aback, and hurriedly put down the burden and bowed, "My lord, come to the cold house in person, I don't know what you have to do?"
” "Your father is Wen Baosen?"
"It's my father, I don't know what the adults are looking for my father?"
Jiang Xixi saw that his face turned pale, and hurriedly smiled lightly, "Don't panic, I just want to ask about the details of Wen Xiu's fall into the well ten years ago." ” The young man didn't relax, he looked into the courtyard and lowered his voice, "It's been ten years since that incident, why do you suddenly want to investigate this matter now?"
Could it be that there was something strange about my brother's death?
” Jiang Xixi shook his head, "It's too early to say all this, it's just that what happened in Bulaotun is indeed a bit unreasonable, so the government wants to re-investigate, I don't know if I can talk to your father in detail." ” "My lord, I already know everything from my parents about that year, so it's better to ask them directly."
Jiang Xixi saw that his face was embarrassed, and he couldn't help but wonder, "Your father" The young man lowered his head, "Since my brother's accident, my father has not come out of his grief, and before he reaches the age of knowing his fate, he is already delirious, and if I mention my brother's affairs again, I am afraid that his condition will worsen." ” Jiang Xixi sighed, "Sending a white-haired person to a black-haired person is the most unbearable pain in the world, so you can replace Mr.
Wen and tell me what happened." ” The young man took up his burden and came to a big banyan tree not far away with Jiang Xixi, and the two sat down on the root, and the young man began his memories.
"When my brother died, I was only five years old, and many of my memories of him have been blurred, and when my father was sober, he often talked about him, saying that his brother was smart and clever, and he read very well, unlike ordinary peasant children, so he had high hopes for him, hoping that he could pass the imperial examination and shine on the lintel.
But the world is impermanent, and on that summer day ten years ago, my brother went out to help his long-suffering mother get medicine, but he never returned.
It was raining heavily that day, and the whole village braved the rain to look around Tunzi for a whole night, but they didn't find my brother.
It was only after more than twenty days that we found him in a well in the field, and he was completely white, his mouth and nose were bruised, and his body was swollen as if he were inflated.
The mother was already weak, so she went with her brother after half a year, and the father drank all day to escape the reality of the tragic death of the eldest son, and even stopped doing farm work.
And I, too, became an orphan-like child in a short period of time, delaying my life. ” He wiped away his tears and looked at Jiang Xixi, "My lord, my brother obviously drowned back then, everyone said that he accidentally fell into the water, but I don't know why you brought up the old thing again?"
” Jiang Xixi handed him a handkerchief, "There are only two families left in Bulaotun now, do you know?"
” "You don't have to think about it to know that there shouldn't be many people who dare to live there, everyone says that there is a problem with the feng shui of Bulaotun, and there are always dead people, so they have all moved out one after another.
But I still haven't figured out what this feng shui is, why my ancestors have lived in Bulaotun for generations, but they are all safe, but in those decades, there have been one after another deaths?
” Jiang Xixi's expression was solemn, "I'm the same as you think, it's not so much a ghost as a ghost, but a person's heart is not ancient."
She stood up and looked at the young man, "If you think of something again, come to Xin'an Mansion to find me, my name is Jiang Xixi, and you can report my life when you go to the mansion." ” With that, she got up and left, and just took two steps, she heard a call from behind her, "Master Jiang."
When he turned around, he saw that the young man hadn't even taken his burden, and ran at him in a hurry.
My lord, Lord Jiang, I remembered another thing, maybe none of you in the government know. ” Jiang Xixi stood still, frowning slightly, "What's the matter?"
” "I remember when I was a child, there were people in the village who had fled, and the villagers were kind-hearted, so they placed them in some abandoned houses, but they often lived there, and these people would leave without saying goodbye, and they would disappear without even saying hello.
At the time, I thought they didn't know about Entu, but now I wonder if they didn't leave, but lost their lives for some reason, so they disappeared. ” Seeing that Jiang Xixi didn't answer, he called her softly twice, "Lord Jiang, Lord Jiang, did you hear what I said?"
” "I understand, I just remembered another person, who also disappeared near Bulaotun."