Chapter 96 wandering soul

Zhao Qing's death has always been a mystery. The day before he disappeared, I went to Zhangjiafang with him to help dig tea gardens.Hearing that there was meat to eat at noon, he took Kuiyuan, the boy, along with him, and gave him a pair of small chopsticks early on. When it was time to eat, the father and son rushed ahead of the crowd in a few steps, and walked into the kitchen vigorously, until Running towards the sound of sizzling in the pot.The baby is not counted as a human head, but it has a mouth that is unambiguous, and everyone has seen this.People invite partners, and if there are six people together, they can receive a bowl of meat.No one is willing to accept Zhaoqing's unreasonable mouth behind him, pushing back and forth, making Shorty Zhao angry. "A small baby can eat a lot? You don't do things according to conscience, you don't have babies? Don't have babies? Will you be a five-guarantee household in the future?"

With that said, some people had a hard time not accepting them, so they had to reluctantly tolerate the two father and son squeezing in and making chewing noises.He had to accept Zhaoqing's act of pouring broth for the cub at the critical moment, with the big earthen bowl turned upside down, covering the small face plate completely disappearing. Zhao Xiaozi ran out of food in his bowl, so he went to his son to ask for some chili. He regards Kui Yuan as the most important thing, and no matter where he has the opportunity to eat meat, he will never forget to wear this croaking little mouth.Not long ago, I heard that he dreamed that Kui Yuan was playing on the ridge at night, and was robbed of a piece of cake by a man in white. After waking up from the dream, he still couldn't calm down. people take revenge.This thing is incredible.The Zimbaboos have come so far.Do you want to find the daddy you lost in your dream?

I don't really believe in such a thing.When I got to the ground, I couldn't help asking him.- He doesn't speak.Once on the ground, he's always preoccupied, never willing to engage in non-ergonomic gossip. I said, "You lost money behind your back." He looked back. "It's really rich, take a closer look." "Is it the money your sister gave me?" He continued digging with confidence. It wasn't until he was thirsty that he caught a glimpse of my water bottle, and then he became friendly with me as a water bottle, and imitated the educated youth's Yibian accent. "Tie, come, let me take a look at your pot."

"Drinking water is drinking water, look at the pot!" "Hey, I didn't know it was so hot today!" "There is something, so you know someone?" "What are you talking about? After drinking your water, you still need to kowtow?" While drinking water, he couldn't help but read out the number: one pair, two pairs,... Each "double" refers to two sips of water. I said angrily: "You can drink as you like, what double?" "I'm used to it. If you don't count it, it's Luo." He smiled embarrassedly. After drinking the water, he was a little more polite to me, but he was a little vague about the matter of going up the mountain with a grass knife, and he didn't say that there was such a thing, and he didn't say that there was no such thing.He angrily emphasized that he dreamed of the man in white several times, one time the man in white stole his melon, the other time the man in white stole his chicken, and the other time the man in white beat his house for no reason Kuiyuan had an ear.Do you think this guy is boring?He gritted his teeth and asked me.I can't answer.I just heard from his words that the legend about his revenge with a grass knife is probably true.

Things are also a bit weird.Why does the man in white always crash into his dreams?How could he have so many strange dreams?I couldn't help being a little confused when I took the kettle. This is the last time he will borrow my water bottle.The next afternoon, his mother-in-law came to find the cadre and said that Shorty Zhao hadn't come home last night and didn't know where he went.Everyone looked around, remembering that they hadn't seen him go to work all morning, and they all looked suspicious. "Has he gone to Maoxingtang?" Hei Xianggong said with a smile. "It's been so long?" The mother-in-law didn't understand.

"I'm just... just guessing..." Mr. Hei stopped talking.Maoxingtangli is a place name of a neighboring village, a secluded place with only two families.Mega Shorty has an old friend there, who we don't know.It's just that every time he gets to the other side, he always grabs some branches on the ground as firewood, binds them into a bunch, and sends them to the cat pond when he has time, which is a kind of affection.He will quickly return to the ground and continue working as a husband, which is unbelievably fast: he is not a chicken, no matter how fast he can do that kind of thing, he can't be so fast, can he?

In the evening, Fu Zha came back from the cat-shaped pond, and said that there was no Zhao Dwarf there, and no one had seen his shadow at all.That's when we realized the problem was a bit serious.People in the village whispered to each other in twos and threes, and there was a piece of news that everyone paid the most attention to; a person from Xia Village had just returned from Pingjiang County, and brought back a message from Zhihuang's ex-guo wife, who told Zhaoqing to wear good shoes during this period. This is a commonly used warning method, and it is a hint from Maqiao people to "wandering souls".

In the language of Maqiao, wandering spirits refer to a kind of omen when death is imminent.After inquiring many ways, I learned that the so-called present soul can be roughly divided into two situations: (1) Sometimes, when I see a person in front of me walking and suddenly disappearing, and then reappearing after a while, it can be known that this person's soul has gone out of his body and has dissipated.If the people in the back have good intentions, they should warn the soul-absorbing person, but they should not speak directly or explicitly, for example, ask: Did you run so fast just now?Did you lose a pair of shoes?and so on.As soon as the other party heard this, he knew it well, and went home to burn incense, sacrifice, or invite a Taoist to exorcise evil spirits and try their best to avoid disasters.

(2) Sometimes, someone falls asleep or faints for a while, dreaming that he is sent by Hades to fetch other people's souls—maybe they are his acquaintances.After waking up, he must follow the unspeakable principle and give that person a subtle warning.If you have to say something, you must both leave the ground, such as climbing a tree and whispering in a low voice, so that the land father-in-law will not listen and sue the king of hell, which will anger the king of hell.When the other party hears this kind of report, he will only be grateful, and will never be angry.But there must not be any gifts in return, and there must not be any clues to be noticed by Hades.

Now, since Shuishui's dreamer mentioned shoes, the situation is of course very urgent.It's just that Shuishui's natal family was too far away from Maqiao, and when the messenger rushed back to Maqiao, it was a step too late, and Zhaoqing disappeared before the message arrived.The village is still sending people to look around, thinking about the previous paragraph about the man in white, and sent a few people to the mountain.In the end, Mrs. Zhaoqing's shrill cries came down from the ridge along the wind. Sure enough, Zhaoqing's soul had floated out.He died miserably, fell down by the stream, his whole head was cut off, and soaked in the water more than ten feet away, full of dense leech bites.This murder alarmed the commune and the county police, and some cadres came to investigate and investigate.The cadres are very passionate, and they don't believe in ghosts or fate, and their initial guess is that the secret agents of the Kuomintang airborne came from the mountains, or they were killed by cattle thieves from Pingjiang.In order to calm the hearts of the people and expose some weird rumors, the higher authorities spent a lot of effort to solve the case, conducted mysterious investigations everywhere, recorded fingerprints, and even fought suspicious landlords and re-peasants for a round, causing a lot of trouble The dog jumped, and finally did not say why.The commune also arranged for militiamen to stand guard at night in order to prevent similar tragedies from happening again.

Standing guard is hard work.It was too cold at night, and I was drowsy heavily. I had a shuttle under my armpit, and my feet were cold.I heard the sound of footsteps on the road leading to Tianziling, and I listened again for a while, but there was no more.I hid in a corner sheltered from the wind, still shivering involuntarily.After hesitating for a while, he took a few steps back, returned to the room, and watched the blue outside through the window. As a workaround, he was still performing a task.In the end, my legs were still unbearably cold. I glanced at the blanket several times, and finally I couldn't help but slipped in. I half-lyed on the bed, planning to glance out from time to time, not forgetting to continue to maintain my revolutionary vigilance. I was worried that a man in white suddenly appeared outside the window. I woke up in a daze, and found that it was already dawn, so I ran out in a hurry, but I didn't see anyone.There are routine shouts from the cowshed, it means that someone is preparing to herd cattle.Everything is peaceful and quiet.I didn't see any signs of anyone coming to check the whistle, so I was relieved. It wasn't until I was later transferred to work in the county that Yanwu came to the city to buy paint and talked about the strange death of Shorty Zhao that I got another guess.Yan Wu said that he reported to the Public Security Bureau that Zhao Qing must have committed suicide rather than homicide.To be precise, murderous suicide.His opinion was, why did he die by the stream?Why is there no trace of any struggle at the scene?Surely he found fish or something in the creek, hiding in the crevices of the rocks, and removed it with the wooden handle of the straw knife.He must have used too much force, and he didn't notice that the sharp blade was pointing at the back of his neck. He stabbed empty, and a drag knife cut off his head from behind. This kind of imagination is very bold.I used a grass knife, also known as a dragon horse knife, which is a knife with a long wooden handle that allows people to straighten their waists to kill cattail grass. The blade and the wooden handle of the knife form a right angle.I imagined according to Yan Wu's logic, and I really felt a chill on the back of my neck. It's a pity that Yanwu's class status was not good at that time, and the police department couldn't take his words seriously. Besides, he couldn't produce any evidence.