Chapter 48 0048

The story is messy, but very vivid, with some mildew stains from the past, the twilight lingers between Xiang Laosan's eyebrows, the heart of the storyteller is not in the story, but in the dense forest on the sandy ditch In the meantime, who knows what will happen in this ghostly forest?After the old Liuhe gang was ambushed, I haven't experienced this path for a long time. ...The snow along the way has all started to melt due to the warmer weather. Because there are few pedestrians trampling on the road, there is only a shallow layer of damp, soft and slippery, but not very muddy and difficult to walk. The fallen leaves not yet corroded under the snow helped a lot.

But the men who listened to the story were all fascinated by it with relish; the story seemed to be much more interesting than the story about Shi Er dwarf's practice of drinking cards. ... It is said that Wu Wanwan, the ancestor of the Wu family's tile house, was originally a poor boy who worked as a clerk in a silver house that paid the salary. In order to avoid the trouble of chiseling silver, Xietong specially appointed a large local silver building to chisel.) Living under the blower all day, I often look at the blue flame of burning silver blowing out, which makes me a little short-sighted.Especially before and after the payment was closed, he was often busy with chiseling silver for several whole nights.Wu Wanwan's eyes are not good, a fire was lit in the counter, and a copper washbasin was stewed on the fire, every now and then, he always had to wipe his eyes with a hot towel.

...One night, Wu Wanwan was chiseling silver again; at that time, a Xieyong charged one, two, seven and two cents of silver every month, and those bosses in the association were rolling around in the school field all day long, working hard for the yellow dragon flag of the Qing Dynasty, it was very pitiful Yes; this low salary for a month should really be closed for fine silver. Who knows what the boss of the silver building is up to?The silver nuggets that have been chipped are all insufficient, and lead must be added. ... What can I do to serve people's bowls and serve people's pipes? ! ... Not to mention adding lead, tin can only be filled... After the third watch, a gust of wind suddenly blew open the door of the store, and Wu Wanwan felt a figure in front of him, rubbing his eyes and looking up Look again, isn't it a person? !The man was dressed bravely, holding the countertop with both hands, and stretching his head, as if he wanted to say something.

The old camp of the Thirteenth Association (Association, Manchurian military system, quite a brigade.) is not far from the silver building. Although the camp regulations are camp regulations, Wu Wanwan knows that some guys who love to drink and gamble often go back and hang out over the wall. , Sometimes I went to the silver building in the middle of the night to exchange money, or knocked on the door of the pawn shop to pawn things. I got used to it, so I didn't feel surprised, just put down my smiling face and said: "You old man, but you won the money? Do you want to exchange it for a whole coin?"

"I'm going to settle accounts with your boss!" The man with a livid face and a smile on his face stretched out his hand and threw out a piece of silver, slamming it on the counter in a threatening manner, which shocked Wu Wanwan greatly. "Our boss, he...he...he..." "It's none of your business." The man said indifferently: "I just want you to open your eyes and see if this piece of silver was chiseled by your silver house?--Your boss has a black conscience and colluded with Xie Tong to play ghosts and strip us of money. The scalps of a group of brothers; once the money is in your hands, you will be charged 20% or 10% when you use it. This account can only be settled in front of the king of Hades!"

"Sit down and take a breath first." Wu Wanwan carefully offered cigarettes and tea, and the man sat down and said, "Talk slowly if you have something to say... Yes, this silver was chiseled by our silver house, and there is a mark on the back. You can't rely on it! As for whether there is collusion in private, it's not for us as buddies to know." "Hey," the man said, "You little brother seems to be quite honest. I said, how can a person like you stay here? You don't know how thin-skinned the boss who eats food is." , How can you stand this kind of stripping? Can you help them do such an outrageous thing?! If you die in the underworld, you will be burned!"

"Who has seen the Yin Division?!" Wu Wanwan sighed and said, "I am a lonely person, without parents, and I grew up in my uncle's job. Sent to the Silver House as an apprentice, I am weak, except for playing with a blowpipe, where can I make a living?" "I'll tell you the truth, little brother." The man said, "I'm not a human being. I'm a ghost that is not accepted in the underworld. I went to Xietong's place to inform me because of the silver building chiseling money. Your Excellency will reward you with bonuses, but who would have thought that I would be slapped on the hat of an adulterous bandit? On the third day of October in the 32nd year of Guangxu, I was dragged to the West School Field and beheaded. I died a very unjust death...After me, One after another, the brothers who reported on the news were all beheaded under the guise of a false name, and even the King of Hades didn’t see them after they died. You help them suck blood, how can you bear it?!”

When Wu Wanwan heard this, his hairs stood on end in fright. He raised his eyes to look at that person again, how could he look like a human being? !Under the shaded coal lamp at the corner of the counter, the man's face was frighteningly white, and there was a blood band around his neck, where the knife marks joined, dripping blood dripping outward. ... Ever since the Yinlou encountered a ghost, Wu Wanwan decided to quit his job.Before leaving, he dreamed that the ghost entrusted him with a dream, stood in front of him really brightly, and told him: "Brother, your plan is right, the dozen or so friends who had their heads beheaded in the west school field wanted to help You make a fortune.... The rest of us won’t, it’s not a problem to go to the silver house to pick up money.” Wu Wanwan said: “After the matter is completed, how should I thank you?” The ghost said: “Of course, after the matter is completed, Some things are too much work for you. For the first case, you have to try to find our bones on the corner of Yuwang Terrace on the west side of the West Campus, make a coffin for burial, and give us a shelter underground. Place. Eryi School, you have to invite a few monks to save our dead souls, and each recite one hundred thousand volumes of the Diamond Sutra. There is a chance to be reincarnated as a human and reincarnated... The last thing, after you get rich, I hope you can find our family and donate a little so that they will not starve to death. These three things are not difficult to do, I hope you can promise First."...Wu Wanwan only thought about money in his dream, and didn't listen much, so he agreed.

Leaving the silver building, Wu Wanwan walked westward with his luggage on his shoulders, and stopped here. The terrain here is remote and there are not many eyes and ears. ... Strange to say, shortly after Wu Wanwan left, the silver house began to run out of money, and no matter where the next batch of money was placed, the underground seemed to leak downwards.But Wu Wanwan made a fortune here, bought forty hectares of lake beach land, a fruit tree forest several miles in width, built a house, and bought groups of mules and horses. ... At the same time, there are rumors in the city that a certain silver house closed down, and the boss was questioned about the death penalty; it is said that someone saw a group of headless ghosts entering and leaving the house, each carrying a silver load. , walked along the river furiously, and there were still spots of blood on the bluestone slabs in the middle of the street.

The story is indeed novel and somewhat absurd, but the Mutiny of the Thirteen Associations in the last years of Guangxu was a true event, and the reason for the mutiny was the collusion and exploitation of the soldiers by the banks and silver houses that were responsible for the payment, which caused the dissatisfaction of the grassroots. Is it true that ghosts carry silver burdens?It's been a long time and I can't check it. According to another reliable legend, it is believed that those brave soldiers were all influenced by the revolutionary ideas of the revolutionaries. The Qianzhuang Yinlou in the village, a team considered by the Qing court to be well-trained, collapsed in less than one night!The folks called that mutiny "bombing the camp", and the story told by Xiang Lao San pointed out the dissatisfaction of the soldiers before the bombing of the camp.

The dusk is getting darker and darker. A hundred steps away, the snorting of a white horse and a piece of jade can be heard from time to time, and the sound of the axle can't dispel the dead silence condensed on the dry forest. Everyone feels that there is something lurking in the darkness around them. Yes, I can’t say anything, only a latent ominous premonition; the more this is the case, the more I feel that I need to find some voices to fill it up... Shorty Shier said: "Xiang Lao San, you tell stories without beginning and end, the Lord wants to promote longevity!" "Who says there's no end?!" Xiang Lao San licked his lips and said, "You also have to wait for me to rest....I've done all my spitting." "Interesting is interesting," Big Bear continued, "Maybe I'm too stupid, but the more I listen to it, the more confused I become!--You think, that Wu Wanwan is an honest man, and he has a group of ghosts to carry the money for him, He should make a fortune?! Why is the Wu family reduced to such a state now?... There is only a piece of wild smoke and weeds left in such a huge empty house?..." "Hey, do you know that some people are born so poor that they can't be rich? When a villain becomes rich, he forgets his roots!" Xiang Lao San said, "Wu Wanwan is exactly the kind of person who forgets him once he has money." How did he get the money?!... Legend has it that he completely forgot to go to the Yuwangtai in the west of the county to dig up the bones of those headless ghosts. Save the souls of the dead, let alone take care of the family members of those ghosts.... More than a year has passed, and the big brick house of the Wu family is busy getting married. The bride was married, and the first marriage became the wedding of the Pitou five ghosts. Sun Er turned his legs and said, not long after the haunting, Wu Wanwan asked him to invite monks..."