Chapter 181 Chapter 19 Never Lived

The beautiful wife of the fortune teller put on her clothes lazily, searched every room, but still did not find her husband.To her surprise, as if her husband had made an appointment with someone else, no one came to him today to count his horoscope.In the past, there are already two or three people outside the house waiting in line at the door. She took down the latch and opened the door. It was deserted and deserted outside.Only two or three sparrows were hopping about on the ground.An inexplicable panic rose from the bottom of my heart. After sitting in the house for a while, she finally lost her temper and got up to ask her neighbor.

At this time the sun has come out, the sun is dazzling.Someone was drying clothes on bamboo poles on the neighbor's lawn.She asked the man if he had seen her husband. The neighbor's answer surprised her, and the man actually asked her who her husband was. She thought the neighbor was joking with her, so she asked again seriously.But the neighbor replied very seriously that he really didn't know there was such a person. She rolled her eyes at her neighbor and walked to another house.Rural women usually dry their clothes on their own lawns at this time.She asked another woman who was drying clothes.The man still asked her who the man was.A burst of cold air spread directly from the ground to her whole body.

She panicked, hurried to the next house, and asked her husband again.The answer is still that I don't know this person.She frantically asked where her husband was when she saw anyone, but everyone said they didn't know him. She reasoned with others that her husband's parents died young, and when he was a child, he lived in one family in the village. Everyone here watched him grow up, so it is impossible not to know him.Besides, that's where we live.She pointed to her home and said, this house has been here for decades, you all know it. But the villagers told her that the house knew about it, and the owner who lived in this house also knew about it.But the owner of the house did not give birth to a son and a half before his death.That house has never been lived in, and it has been abandoned for a long time.

She dragged her former acquaintances to the house, and said as she walked, it is impossible that no one lives there. My husband and I have lived here for so many days, how could it be abandoned. Others couldn't help her pleading, so they followed her to the house to have a look. As soon as the door was opened, she was stunned, and great horror occupied her entire pretty face. What caught the eye was the scene of entangled spider silk, musty smell, and thick accumulation of dust.The wardrobe, vanity mirror, cotton and silk quilt from when they got married are all gone.It was as if she had never married her husband, never lived in this familiar place.

The former acquaintance looked at the woman in front of him with strange eyes, shook his head and left, leaving her standing alone at the door of the house.She and her husband have lived here for so many years, drifting away like water vapor.And her husband had obviously never been in this world. This woman soon became insane, and asked her husband where she was when she saw anyone, and she followed other people's ass and asked ten thousand times tirelessly. Thirty years later, my grandfather was born.Grandpa didn't understand the reason for this woman. The old man in the village told him that she was a crazy woman who suddenly came to this village thirty years ago to ask someone whom no one had ever seen before.

From the age of thirty to eighty, this woman has been pestering everyone in Huamei Village, and it is still the same old problem.When my grandfather was twenty years old, he roughly learned some alchemy and suddenly understood the origin of this woman.But he didn't tell anyone else about it, except grandpa. When grandpa was young, grandpa told grandpa this incident as a story.But that woman was dead when grandpa was born, so grandpa never saw that woman.And many years later, my grandpa is no longer alive, and my grandpa will tell this story to me when I was a child. Grandpa said that this is a very severe backlash.The general backlash is nausea, dizziness, and discomfort all over the body; a little more serious illness, fever, and weakness of limbs; more serious ones accelerate aging and shorten life span.But the mad woman's husband not only lost his future life, but also deprived him of all the lives he had already lived.

No wonder grandpa was so nervous when he decided to help grandpa tide over the difficulties.Although the fortune teller helped the murderer and the grandfather helped his son, but they were both heavenly secrets, and if they were leaked, they would suffer strong backlash. So, when my grandfather was thinking hard and still couldn't find a solution, he suddenly flashed a workaround when going to the toilet.He decided not to tell Grandpa while he was alive.He wrote the solution on paper, and stuffed it into the gap in the toilet. After many years, this leftover manuscript would be discovered when grandpa went to the toilet one time.But that's just a perfect idea.But if you think about it carefully, it still doesn't work.Wouldn't it be a pity if it was used up before that time?

Because after a person dies, everything he used while alive must be burned together on the day of burial, so my grandfather thought of many other methods that would not work, except for toilet paper. So grandpa started a huge calculation plan. He wanted to calculate which gap in the toilet will be taken when the toilet paper will be taken, and which gap will not be touched.Such a calculation is unimaginably troublesome and cumbersome.He wanted to make sure that he could escape thousands of times of reaching out with the manuscripts related to Yasha ghosts, and he was discovered by grandpa at the most appropriate time. It would not work a few days later, let alone a few days later.

Since grandpa and grandma watched in amazement as grandpa rushed out of the latrine excitedly, the beads in the counting room kept crackling day and night, and the lamps were kept on all night.Every night, when grandpa passed by grandpa's counting room to go to bed, he would see the light as big as soybeans through the window paper, and he would always think about it.No one knows what he is in there.Whenever it was time to eat, grandma would tell grandpa to bring in a bowl of food, but grandpa would not let grandpa in the house, and told him to put the food at the door, and he would eat it naturally when he was hungry.

Half a month later, a strange person opened the door of the accounting room, and stood at the door basking in the sun for a long time.Grandpa and grandma looked at the person at the door of the counting room in surprise. The man was unkempt, with an unshaven beard, his skin was as pale as paper, and his lips were so red that they turned black.