Paper horse incense shop

Chapter 40 Meeting Again
  My mind was racing, thinking about countermeasures.

The second uncle was quite pleased to see that I understood everything. He turned around and walked into the house:

"Then I'll leave it to you."

When I came back from my thoughts, I happened to not hear the sentence after my second uncle's sentence.

I asked, but the second uncle stopped answering and went directly into the inner room.

My second uncle didn't say much, and I didn't ask too many questions. There were still big things to do now, and a good memory is not as good as a bad writing.

I took out a pen and paper and listed all my guesses at this stage:

1. People in five villages killed female infants, and all the female infants disappeared. There were no women to marry, so they began to abduct and traffic in women from outside.

2. Most older people are well aware of the abduction and trafficking of women and share the same interests.

3. The second uncle’s position was neutral, as if something had happened ‘back then’ and he had made a promise, but he wanted me to find out.

4. My mother is one of the abducted people.

When I wrote the last point, the ink pen paused for a moment, and large ink marks smeared on the white paper. I felt a pain in my heart, and my vision suddenly became blurry.

Mom, what a strange word
  I brushed away the clouds in front of my eyes, stood up resolutely, and lit the paper on which I had written something based on the candlelight on the altar.

As the light and shadow flickered, I took out three more incense sticks, lit them on the candlestick, and inserted them firmly into the incense burner:
  "Little Guitou, thank you for saving me last night."

"I also thank you for those who are about to escape from the sea of ​​suffering. After doing this, as long as I don't die, I will definitely help you cultivate a golden body, three meals a day. No, you can eat as many meals of incense as you want. .”

I don’t know if the little devil can understand my promise.

But I saw that the round cover of the lotus porcelain altar was obviously open through a small gap, and the incense smoke from the incense burner was quietly sucked into the altar. It seemed that I felt very happy, and the round cover was opening and closing up and down.

The sound of porcelain being knocked against each other was heard, and unexpectedly——

A bit like DJing.?

I threw away the random thoughts in my mind and washed my face with cold water. I didn't have time to rest, so I sat down at the table and went through yesterday's paper-cutting process again.

Quick, quick.

Luna may be transferred to another place, so it's always a good idea to race against time!

I once again lay down on the desk and fell asleep, and my field of vision was switched to the small paper man. It was different from yesterday when I was relaxed, comfortable and complacent.

This time, I felt a little more urgent and didn't dare to stop for a moment. I rushed towards Shibi Village as fast as I could.

But in an instant, I came to Chen Dafu's home again.

It’s just that tonight, there are no lights in Chen Dafu’s home!
  Oops!

I cursed secretly, walked around the house a few times, followed the old road into Chen Dafu's house, then went into the cellar with some effort, and searched carefully.

Sure enough, there is no one!

Stay steady and don't panic.

I took a deep breath and blew my paper body off the ground. Then I took advantage of the wind and hung on the big tree in the village to carefully observe the scene in Shibi Village.

It was just after dusk.

But the village was pitch dark, and only three houses had their lights on. I briefly checked a few houses, and found that the people who had turned off their lights were not asleep, but that no one was at home.

These people had no one at home at night. They must have been frightened by the news of the abducted persons escaping from the next village and the alarm messages during the day.
  But where can they go?
  I carefully noted the locations of these houses, and then floated over the eaves and landed under the eaves of a house with a bright light.

What a coincidence that this household is the home of the old white-bearded village chief we met today.

The two old couples were still awake at home, chatting about household matters. I listened for a few minutes, but they were all talking nonsense. I was about to leave when I heard the village chief say:
  "Cuifen. We have lived together for decades, and I don't want to hide anything from you now."

"Another person ran away from the next village today. I feel uneasy. If the affairs of our villages are exposed by then, will you leave?"

The woman named Cuifen was already getting old. After hearing this, she paused while holding her reading glasses and trying to mend her clothes. After a long while, she replied:

"You've been here for most of your life, why are you leaving?"

"I have already taken root here. I don't even remember what my parents' faces look like. I will be eighty next year and my parents would have died long ago."

"If I leave, where can I go back?"

When the village chief heard this, his tense back relaxed somewhat:

"That's good, oh, that's good."

"It would be great if everyone thought like you. I didn't treat you like cattle and horses in the first place. I just bought you to be my wife!"

"If you can be more well-behaved, we can hurt you more, but there are some stupid women who insist on seeking life and death, not only harming themselves, but also harming so many others."

"If that female ghost 20 years ago hadn't killed so many people, our village would have given birth to many more good men. The population would have surpassed that of Wanyao Village, and we would have taken over the place in the back mountain!"

Perhaps the expression on his face was too ferocious, so the old woman put down the things in her hands, walked to the bed in a few steps, and turned off the light.

When the village chief saw the excitement, he was a little dissatisfied that his old lady was so disappointed:

"What are you doing with the lights turned off! It's only what time, get some sleep!"

The old woman's voice, neither salty nor bland, came through the window:

"It's better to go to sleep. Don't think about it. It's been so many years. What's the point in talking about it?"

The village chief was choked and sighed:

"It's just a pity that there aren't enough strong men to capture Wanyao Village. We can't control that place. We can only get some dividends every year."

"It's all the blame on that female ghost. She was killed for many years and has not been able to catch her breath. In the past few years, some people have gradually forgotten about it, and then they started buying wives again."

"go to bed!"

The old woman raised her voice slightly, as if she was trying to avoid something.

As her voice fell, there was no more movement in the room.

I hung under the eaves, naturally listened to the whole thing, and couldn't help but make another note in my heart:
  It seems that human trafficking in these villages has been around for some time. It was not until twenty years ago that a kidnapped woman became a ghost and killed many people. This caused the "history of human trafficking" in these villages to stagnate slightly. Until these years Just started again.
  I wrote everything down silently, instinctively feeling that something was not right——

Twenty years, doesn’t this happen to be my age?
  Moreover, among these small villages, there is no one who is more authoritative than my second uncle in dealing with matters in the underworld.

Doesn’t that mean that it was my second uncle who handled the female ghost’s matter back then? ?
  When I contacted my second uncle, he remained silent, stating that he was ‘unable’ to participate in this matter, but he allowed me to investigate the matter.
  Is this female ghost possibly related to me? !

(End of this chapter)