shock!My spoiled villain husband has awakened

Chapter 93 Haunted
The busiest street in Taolin County is called Yulin Street. It is the busiest street in the entire county. Most of the people shop here. An Shuyao wants to open a store here. There are a lot of traffic. Her shop will be promoted better.

It's just that the shops on this street are almost all households, and few people resell them.

An Shuyao saw a steaming wonton noodle restaurant, although she came out after breakfast, it didn't prevent her from ordering more wontons.

In the past, she didn't bother to go shopping alone, but now she has Lu Jin, so she dragged people in and rushed in.

"Sir, do you want to eat?"

Lu Jin was actually not hungry, but he didn't want to spoil An Shuyao's interest, so he responded lightly.

An Shuyao said to the grandmother who was cooking the wontons, "Grandma, two bowls of wonton noodles."

The one who cooked the wontons was an old woman aged five or sixty. She responded repeatedly and started cooking wontons.

An Shuyao took a look at the store, it was about [-] square meters, and there were only about six tables inside, and there was a yard kitchen at the back, and there was a weak coughing sound from inside, as if to cough up her lungs.

The old lady cooked the wonton noodles, put them in front of the two, wiped her hands with a clean dry towel, and went inside, not afraid that An Shuyao and Lu Jin would run away.

An Shuyao rubbed her hands, picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. The wonton was very hot, and the taste wasn't very delicious, but it was pretty good in this small county.

An Shuyao is not picky about food, and Lu Jin eats slowly, and there is no sign of disgust, after all, he used to eat all the dry and tasteless coarse-grain cakes.

After a while, a sorceress dressed in a red cloth and her hair wrapped in a black cloth scarf came in from the door.

There was a bell on her body, jingling, a cane in one hand, and a broken porcelain bowl in the other. If it wasn't for the yellow talisman paper on her body, An Shuyao would have thought she was coming in to beg for food.

Seeing that the sorceress was coming, the old woman hurriedly ushered people in: "Aunt Luo, you are here, come and see my son, why is he vomiting blood."

The two walked in, An Shuyao frowned, and looked at the swaying curtain, she was puzzled: "Master, isn't this vomiting blood sick? Why did you ask the sorceress to treat the illness?"

Lu Jin paused with the chopsticks, and after a while he said: "Go to the clinic and get cured for a long time, some people will think that evil spirits have entered the body, and they can just get rid of them. People who exorcise evil spirits are called witches."

An Shuyao doesn't believe in these superstitions. Many people are partial to superstitions. They don't go to the doctor when they are sick, but instead drink amulet water or something that directly kills them. In An Shuyao's eyes, this kind of behavior is courting death.

The wonton noodles for the two of them were almost eaten, the wonton skin was thin and meaty, and it was still affordable. She was about to call the old lady to pay the bill, and the old lady walked out with Daoist Luo.

The old woman looked a little lonely: "Is there really no other way?"

Daoist Luo shook her head, as if an old god was present: "The choice is entirely up to you."

The old woman stuffed Daoist Luo with a purse, and watched Daoist Luo leave. An Shuyao said, "Grandma, pay the bill."

"Little lady, ten coins in total."

An Shuyao took out the money and asked, seemingly unintentionally: "Grandma, why did you invite a sorceress to exorcise evil spirits in this house, but what dirty things are there?"

The old woman looked sad: "I don't know, but I decided to sell this shop, and then take my son to Saigon State Capital to see if it can be cured."

An Shuyao and Lu Jin looked at each other, and continued to ask: "Since you are sick, why do you need to invite a sorceress?"

The old woman hesitated for a moment, sighed and whispered: "Actually, this house is haunted, because there is a well behind the house. I heard that two people died in it a hundred years ago. Later, because of the war, my old man spent all his savings. I settled down in Taolin County, bought here in this well, and built a house here. I have been doing this wonton business for decades, until my old man passed away half a year ago, and my son Kang Jian, who was dependent on me, suddenly passed away. I can't get sick."

"I saw a lot of money when I saw a doctor, and the doctor couldn't explain why, so I invited the witch. She said that the well behind me couldn't suppress the resentment of the ghost inside, and the resentment was devouring my son. Leaving Taolin County can avoid this calamity."

After finishing speaking, she began to worry again: "This room is haunted by ghosts, who would want it? The low price is too bad, and the high price can't be transferred. I don't want to harm anyone. What if the ghost really escapes from the well and harms people?" , I am really guilty."

Ghost?

interesting.

An Shuyao didn't believe in these things, even if there were, she would pretend to be a ghost, she asked with a smile, "Can I go in and see your son?"

"I can buy your store."

The old woman couldn't believe that this little lady actually wanted to buy a shop. After she said so much, normal people would have avoided this shop.

She questioned her tone: "Little lady, even if I lower the price by a few hundred taels, I still can't get it. Are you sure you're not kidding the old woman?"

An Shuyao smiled and said, "Of course not, can I go and see how your son is doing?"

How could the old woman not agree, she just hoped that An Shuyao didn't lie to her, because of her son's illness, she really couldn't do anything, and was extremely short of money.

"Sir, are you going?"

Lu Jin shook her head: "You go."

After An Shuyao entered the curtain, he stood up and left the wonton shop.

back room
After the curtain was lifted, there was a small courtyard. On the left side of the courtyard, there was a well that was tightly covered by a wooden plank, and a stone was pressed on it, as if afraid of something jumping up.

The old woman opened the door, and a stench came out of the room.

"It's alright if I die after living a long time, but my son in his 30s fell seriously ill before he got married and had children. Even if I die, I don't have the face to meet the ancestors of the Yang family..."

After talking, An Shuyao had a general understanding of the family's situation.

Her husband's family name is Yang, and everyone on this street calls her Grandma Yang. There is only one son named Yang Xuan, who suddenly became seriously ill half a year ago.

Grandma Yang's family has lived in Taolin County for 30 years. They saved a small amount of money to barely make ends meet. In addition, they spent a lot of money on seeking medical advice for Yang Xuan, and now there is not much left.

It was dark in the room, the curtains were drawn tightly, not a gleam of light or wind came in, An Shuyao frowned and opened the curtains, but Grandma Yang couldn't stop her, Yang Xuan's face was revealed.

His whole body was festered and swollen, and pus was flowing from the scratched place, and a strange smell emanated from his body. His face was gray and he looked dying.

Granny Yang was crying silently, because Yang Xuan didn't want to see his appearance, so she let Grandma Yang lock him in the room, but now he was not only seen by others, but also a woman, and his emotions became agitated instantly.

"Get out, you guys get out."

(End of this chapter)