my ghost husband

Chapter 73

"Nizi." I called softly, I remember that's what his father called her the day before yesterday.

She raised her head to look at me, then pouted and ignored me at all.In her world, I was the bad guy who wouldn't let her go to her mom.

"Nizi, where's your father?"

"Go away! Ignore you!" Nizi yelled at me, and I let out a breath slowly, wondering if she would remember what happened that day when she grew up, and whether she could understand what happened that day.But I still hope that she will not remember it, and let me be a bad person in her heart forever.Or, when she gets older, when she thinks about it, her mother is dead, but she wants to die with her. I don't know how she feels?

I looked into the ward.This kind of town health center is very small, just a courtyard house with four wards.Those who are really seriously ill or seriously injured will be sent to the county or urban area. Here is a general minor problem, or a vaccination or something.

Nizi's father had a bandage on his head, sitting on the bed and taking an IV, and the man standing beside him on the phone was the uncle who told Zong Sheng yesterday that seeing Zong Sheng's hands made him want to come alone .

Nizi's father was surprised when he saw me, so he hurriedly said something to the uncle who was calling.The uncle looked over, immediately hung up the phone, walked out of the ward, and said, "Sister, why did you come here? It couldn't be yesterday. Is there anything else your brother hasn't explained?"

I bit my lip, I really didn't know how to speak to him. After hesitating for a few seconds, I said, "Uncle, can I talk to you? It may take a few minutes."

The uncle looked at the people in the ward, then at the girl at the door, and then followed me to the hospital parking shed.This hospital is very small, and the only place with fewer people is this parking shed.

We stood under the shed, and the uncle was also a little restrained. He wanted to light a cigarette, but put it down again.

"Uncle, I left early yesterday, I want to ask, what did you say to my brother yesterday?"

"this one?"

"Yes, I asked him, but he refused to tell, and he obviously seemed to have something on his mind. I just came here just to ask you what I told him yesterday. You see, I'm so far away Come by car..."

"It's nothing." The uncle said, "I just saw his moves of lighting incense and inviting gods, which are exactly the same as the old gentleman I met more than [-] years ago. After talking about it, I realized that, That old gentleman is your brother's master, no wonder their gestures are the same."

Master?I have a question mark in my heart.Zong Sheng didn't have any master, but the old gentleman who saved his life brought him up.This master should be that old gentleman.Zong Sheng called him Grandpa.

"Twenty years ago, the old man said that he came to our village to find a ghost. I don't know how he knew these things. There is really a ghost in our village. I don't know if it is the son of a ghost. But everyone said so, saying that he was the child that his mother spent the night on that chaotic graveyard, and then conceived. That Wang Gan, he died long ago. He killed someone himself and went to jail. Not long after he came out, he He died on the construction site. I heard that he had a conflict with someone and was killed. Tsk, there was no result. When the old man came to our village to look for Wang Gan, Wang Gan hadn’t killed anyone yet. I'm idle. I don't know what the old man said to Wang Gan. Wang Gan really worried a few young people in our village and went to the mass grave together at night. At that time, I was still young , I am not afraid of any ghosts and gods, so I followed. Tsk, that old man is amazing. He used a piece of Wang Gan's hair on the chaotic graveyard and burned it on the incense, and the fragrance was towards the big pagoda tree A grave floated away. He said that the grave was Wang Gan's biological father. He didn't know what he was doing, but he did a lot of things anyway, and finally took away a handful of mud from the top of the grave. Tsk, listen What he said at the time seemed to be planning something with the ghost in the grave, and the ghost agreed, so he took away a handful of mud."

I listened carefully, and waited for a few seconds without seeing him speak again, so I asked, "That's all? Is there any more? You didn't say anything to him?"

"No, that's all. We haven't seen that old gentleman since then. Wang Gan murdered and went to jail in the second year. Your brother just heard me say these few words yesterday. Not long after you left, he followed gone."

I frowned. If it was just such a matter, why did Zong Sheng have such a strong idea to go into the hotel last night?What does this matter mean?
With a lot of questions, I got on the car back to the city, but I didn't know how to connect this matter with Zong Sheng.Mud on the grave?correct!When dealing with Nizi's mother that day, when Zong Sheng left the random graveyard, he also settled a handful of mud on the grave next to the big locust tree.

I was walking beside him at that time, he didn't say a word, he didn't even stop in his footsteps, he just reached out and grabbed it, and put it in a small cloth bag.I didn't pay much attention to this matter at the time, I just thought he was a child with the heart, and he was just picked up casually.Now that I heard what this uncle said, I just remembered this. From this point of view, that Ni Zongcheng was definitely not for fun, but for a purpose.

I don't understand the connection here, who should I ask?The old man must know that the old man is the person involved, and Zong Sheng is the child he brought up. He taught Zong Sheng to do these things, so he must know.But Zong Sheng said that the old man was seriously injured when he dealt with Wang Gan in the hotel wall last time, and it was time for him to go to the battlefield with his injuries.In order to deal with the wound problem, he had to come to me.

That old gentleman, I guess I can't find it myself.It's not that I can't find it, but it took a long time to find it. I don't know where Zong Sheng is now, maybe he's still in the hotel.Maybe he's already been eaten, in the hotel walls.Regardless of whether it is life or death, I must find him as soon as possible and rescue him.I don't have time to look for the old man. I'll think about it again. Is there anyone who is closer and can ask right away.

By the way, the old man who set up a street stall and sold charms for 20 yuan.Maybe he knew.

I looked at the route of the car, swayed on the car, turned the car, and arrived at the entrance of the alley at around four o'clock in the afternoon.After the day's rush, I forgot that I didn't even eat breakfast and lunch, just driving the car like this.Now in the small alley, there are still many small vendors selling food. I bought an egg pancake and looked for the old man on the side of the street.I was afraid that it would be late, and he would close the stall and go back.

I was in a hurry to find someone here, and Lan Lan called me. "Youxuan, has your brother found someone?" She asked this in the first sentence.

"No, Lan Lan, I'm thinking of a way. You don't have to tell the people in the hotel what happened yesterday, let alone our classmates."

"Okay, I understand. Youxuan, um, I'm sorry. Yesterday I..."

"Okay, Lan Lan, let me tell you when I go to work in the hotel the day after tomorrow. I'm busy here." I hung up the phone right away, finished the egg pancake in two bites, and walked up to the old man .

The old man was about to close the stall, he tidied himself up and put it on the ground, writing fortune-telling, picked up the red envelope from Feng Shui Treasure Land by its four corners, and then pocketed the small bench into the cloth, and he was ready to get up.

I directly took down the small bench, sat down, and looked at him.The old man looked at me in surprise, then immediately put on a smiling face, put down the red cloth again, put down his folding stool, and sat down.I quickly said: "Master, I..."

"Don't talk, let me figure it out, what happened to you, that's why you're so anxious to find me. Haha, I saw you trot over there with the cake stuffed." The old man nodded with his finger, and then said , "You are in a hurry to ask things."

"I'm in a hurry to find someone. For me, a very important person is missing, sir, do you know where he is?"

"Looking for someone, it's not like, I'm counting, I'm here to ask questions."

"To ask about things is to ask someone."

"What does the person you are looking for have anything to do with you?"

"He's my boyfriend."

"Tsk, boyfriend, if you disappear, you can find another one. Aren't all young people like this now?"

"Master," I was so anxious that I was about to cry, "I'm dying of anxiety, so don't joke with me. He's missing, and he hasn't been seen since last night. It’s gone like this.” When I woke up in a hurry, my eye sockets turned red again.

Only then did the uncle become more serious, and said, "Don't cry, I'll do the math for you. Is there any horoscope for his birthday?"

I hurriedly reported the year, month, day and hour of the new calendar, and then added that it was the new calendar.The old man took out the red paper and pen, wrote and drew on the paper, then suddenly looked up at me: "Last time you told me to count it as this horoscope, I remember it clearly. This person born with horoscope has long been Did you die in infancy? Did you not live to be one year old? Are you trying to lie to me, an old man, or did you encounter a ghost?"

I was taken aback by his question, not knowing how to answer.After a few seconds, he said: "You just think I'm a ghost, so where is he? Can it be counted?"

The uncle shook his head: "It's impossible to count those who died but didn't go there to report."

I let out a long breath, but still had no clue.I don't even know where to look for it.The old man said again: "You still have something to ask me."

"Yes! Uncle, it's about the mud on the grave. Let me tell you first." I repeated what the uncle told me, and then asked, "At noon yesterday, my boyfriend also I grabbed a handful of mud on the grave, I just want to know, why did he do this? Knowing this, maybe I can find him."

(End of this chapter)