husband from hell

Chapter 209 My Friend
Entering the gate of Luo's house, I heard a commotion at the lotus pond, and several children shouted and shouted, "You deserve it! You deserve it!"

Everyone cast their gazes down. I looked down and my heart skipped a beat. I saw a circle of children watching. It was a very thin child squatting by the river, trying his best to think Bring over a piece of clothing that got wet somehow.

It was just an ordinary black padded jacket, which was soaked in water and floated dangerously on the surface of the water.

The child was pale, with only a pair of dark, shining eyes.

It's Cheng Ke.

Several children were eager to try, and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to push Cheng Ke down.

But Cheng Ke turned his head. Although he was still young, the sharp gaze involuntarily pushed the children back a few steps. They seemed to be a little afraid of Cheng Ke's aura, but they were afraid Unreconciled from that fear: "He... he showed that look again..."

"Like a wolf..."

At this moment, Cheng Ke turned his head, and saw that the little padded jacket suddenly returned to the shore as if he could swim, and it was in Cheng Ke's hands.

Everyone saw that in the dark pool water, there was a pale hand pushing the little padded jacket to the bank.

ghost.

"You saw it." An adult from the Luo family said: "He, no one has ever taught him the technique of raising ghosts, but he is..."

The master of Changpu who came from the Yang family nodded slightly, but continued to look at Cheng Ke.

Cheng Ke picked up the padded jacket that was at hand, passed through the children indifferently, and was about to go back along the fence.

"Cheng Ke, have you used the technique of raising ghosts, haven't you?" A chubby kid who looked like a fat tiger in Doraemon stopped in front of Cheng Ke: "We are under ten years old, so we are not allowed to use the technique of raising ghosts." Art! You are..."

In Cheng Ke's memory, this kid has appeared on the stage many times, but each time he didn't bring out any real good memories. I really want to smoke when I see it.

"Get out of the way." When Cheng Ke was still a child, he had the appearance of keeping strangers away. He didn't lift his eyelids, and just let the cotton-padded jacket dripping in his hands.

It's early spring, and it's still very cold. What Cheng Ke is wearing now is only a very thin white linen shirt.

"That won't work." The fat boy couldn't help taking a step back, but seeing the expectant looks of the children around him, he puffed up his chest and said with a stiff neck, "Why do you step aside, what do you think you are! We are all from the Luo family, how about you? The white-eyed wolf who eats us and us! Do you think you deserve the surname Luo?"

Cheng Ke didn't answer, but raised his chin and said indifferently, "Is your surname Luo very proud?"

"Without the Luo family, you would have starved to death..." The children seemed unable to accept this sentence at all, and hurriedly booed: "Brother Cheng Hua, if you don't beat him, he doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

Cheng Hua... So that little fat man was Cheng Hua who died in the belly of the five-legged toad?
What was said at the beginning made Cheng Ke think about the previous friendship and make a fuss for a long time, it was this kind of friendship.

When Cheng Hua heard it, he looked like he was riding a tiger, but for the sake of face, he had no choice but to rub his hands and rushed at Cheng Ke, but Cheng Ke ignored him at all, just turned sideways and walked on his own, but Cheng Hua didn't know what to do. Yes, with a scream, he tilted his body, as if being kicked hard by an invisible foot, bent over and rolled down the grass slope.

Calamus' master narrowed his eyes.

But what Calamus was thinking at this time was, this kid is really fun.

"Cheng Ke, stop!" An elder of the Luo family couldn't stand it any longer, and angrily rushed down the stone bridge connecting the lotus pond and the gate: "What are you doing! You are so daring! "

Cheng Ke's frail body stood still, but stubbornly refused to turn around.

"Second Daddy, Cheng Ke is a bully!" The children saw it, and they probably knew that this so-called "Second Daddy" should have been a very biased person, so they hurried over to complain: "He also raises ghosts! There are ghosts in the water!" Have!"

"How many times have I told you that you can't bully your brothers?" The so-called Second Daddy said angrily, "Go to the ancestral hall and think about your mistakes behind closed doors. I won't let you go, and you won't be allowed to come out!"

Cheng Ke didn't say anything, but what can a child who is less than seven or eight years old do.

Yes, he mentioned that he was used to the life in the ancestral hall.

"Look, it's this child." "Second Daddy" turned around and drove Cheng Hua and other children away like ducks, showing a very sincere look, and said to Changpu's master: "Is it..."

"It's different from other children." Changpu's master replied, "It's a bit ghostly."

"How is it!" When the Luo family members heard this, they immediately responded very flatteringly: "We think it is the same, so this time, please take extra care!"

Then, there was a reception, and Chang Pu took advantage of the chaos and asked secretly: "Master, this Luo family is a famous ghost raiser, why did they call us from Tanshen Town all the way?"

"It's a rule that a ghost breeder doesn't exorcise ghosts for his own family members." The master took a sip of tea and said calmly, "It's just like a doctor who doesn't treat himself. And they took into account their face in Xichuan, Of course, I don’t want this matter to be known by other families in Xichuan, so they invited us all the way.”

"So that's how it is." Calamus, who had been very clever since childhood, also looked at the ancestral hall through the window pane.

The smell of the food is overwhelming, I don't know if it can be smelled in the ancestral hall.

Changpu suddenly felt that the child who was about the same age as him might have nothing to eat.

Thinking of this, he secretly left two bean paste buns in his sleeve.

Her master glanced at it, but just didn't see it.

"That child looks different from other children." During the dinner, the master said, "Is it true that there is no mother?"

As soon as this question was asked, everyone's eyes at the banquet were a little dodged, as if they didn't want to say it themselves, and there was a stalemate for a while, and it was the "second dad" who punished Cheng Ke who said: "Is this... it's considered Well, that child, the origin is not very auspicious, it is indeed a... coffin."

I also know that the coffin was born after the death of a pregnant woman. Generally speaking, it is a beggar who is considered to be incompatible with the mother. No wonder... Cheng Ke has never had a mother, and he was so avoided by others. Doomed to be lonely and unlucky.

"It was brought back by one of our brothers from the outside," said the "second daddy": "It is said to be my child, but after all, no one knows, and it is a coffin. This... we also considered his blood, so we decided to give it to him." Reluctantly stayed. His father is often not at home, and the child is left alone, but the main thing is, as you have seen, if we hurt someone, then we will be the oil sellers on fire, and we will lose our appearance..."

Yes, asking someone to exorcise ghosts is not for Cheng Ke at all, but for himself.

"That's right." Master Calamus nodded seriously: "I know how to do it, everyone, please rest assured."

"As expected of Yang's family in Tanshen Town!" Several members of Luo's family couldn't help but thank them quickly, and all raised their wine glasses to be courteous.

Calamus naturally doesn't drink, just resting his chin, thinking, there is no mother... Doesn't it mean that no one buys candy, is bullied, and no one even cries?In this case, is it lonely?

No one was with him, no wonder there were quite a few ghosts with him.

At night, Calamus followed Master to the outside of the ancestral hall.

Master brought a small bottle and carefully sprinkled a light layer of incense ash on the entrance of the ancestral hall.Then he used the red thread to surround himself with a "fence", and handed one end of the red thread to Calamus, saying, "Calamus, you go in, if you see any unusual movement in a while, take the red thread and run out."

Calamus should be familiar with such things, so he readily agreed and went in.

Cheng Ke knelt in the ancestral hall alone. Even if no one was looking at him, his thin body was always upright. That posture was indescribably distressing.

"Here." Changpu held the red thread with one hand, and took out the red bean paste bag with the other: "It's cold, don't dislike it."

Cheng Ke was taken aback, and looked up at Calamus.

Calamus smiled: "Today, you didn't eat."

Cheng Ke looked stubborn, but he was a child after all, and when he smelled the sweet smell of bean paste buns, his stomach started to growl.

Calamus smiled, and Cheng Ke, who had been paying special attention to his demeanor, blushed.

"No one else." Calamus stuffed the bean paste bag into Cheng Ke's hand, held his chin, sat on the futon beside Cheng Ke, and asked with a smile: "But, no one else, why do you still look so hard? "

Brother Cheng Shou also asked this question.

Cheng Ke finally took a bite of the red bean paste bun, and said in a low voice, "Because, Daddy told me to live up to expectations."

Just, a struggle.

My heart felt sour, I suddenly wanted to protect this child, although, in this long-disappeared years, I couldn't protect at all.

"Where's your father?" Calamus asked, "Aren't you at home?"

Cheng Ke nodded: "Long time no see."

"You, are you lonely?"

"will not."

"Really?" Calamus tilted his head and said, "That's right. I saw the ghost in the lotus pond that helped you pick up the padded jacket."

Cheng Ke frowned, and put down the red bean paste bun from his lips, looking alert: "You guys, who are you?"

Sure enough, on the stone bridge, Cheng Ke had already seen Calamus and the others.

"I came here to help through the motions." Changpu said with a smile, "Your name is Cheng Ke? My name is Changpu."

Cheng Ke seemed to understand what happened, and with a twitch of his lips, he continued to eat the red bean paste bun, and said, "What do you want?"

"You have ghost aura, it's not good." Calamus recounted what he had learned very seriously: "Before the age of ten, the yang fire is vain, and you must not raise ghosts, otherwise, you may be given by ghosts." Containment, or even backlash, is unimaginable, even if you can control that ghost, it is very likely that Yangshou will be damaged..."

"I didn't raise them." Cheng Ke interrupted Calamus: "They are my friends."

"Friend?" Calamus's big black eyes widened, like Go pieces carved from obsidian: "Ghost raiser, be friends with ghosts?"

"I'm not a ghost raiser yet." Cheng Ke finished eating the bean paste buns and said, "I don't want to be a ghost raiser either. In the future, when I grow up, I must leave here and never come back."

"Where are you going?" Calamus asked, "It seems that this is your home."

"This is not my home." Cheng Ke said seriously: "I'm going to find my mother. I haven't seen her yet, she's alone...I, I want to protect her. It's hard to be alone."

It's hard to imagine, this is something a child can say.

Calamus wanted to say what he said during the dinner, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say it, and just nodded in agreement: "That's fine, too."

People always have a dream to do it.Only then will you have the strength to move on.Especially when the road is particularly difficult, I have to find a way to look forward to, otherwise, who can sustain it?
"Om..." There was a strange sound in the quiet ancestral hall, like a swarm of bees.

"They're here." Cheng Ke's eyes lit up for a moment, and he took Calamus's hand suddenly: "Would you like to go and see it together?"

"Huh?" Before Calamus could react, Cheng Ke held his hand and walked all the way to the front. Cheng Ke opened a window.

Outside, there are a lot of weird things.

It's a ghost.

Some ghosts have mutilated bodies, some have several holes in their bodies, and some ghosts don't even have their heads.

I recognized it, but there was a ghost with pale hands, but... there was only one.

They are like a group of broken dolls in a garbage dump, piled up outside.

"This is..." Calamus turned his head sideways: "Is it a useless ghost discarded by the ghost breeder?"

Cheng Ke nodded and said, "They are my friends."

Calamus now understands why a ghost wants to help him: "You probably haven't learned the art of raising ghosts, so you are born with yin and yang eyes?"

"In the past, when the brothers still had their yin and yang eyes open, they often said that I was lying." Cheng Ke said calmly: "I just found out, so I was the only one who could see it."

The ghost with only one hand spread out his palm, and there was a steamed bun that was soaked in water and a little swollen in the palm.

Cheng Ke took it and ate it.

The steamed bun didn't taste good, but Cheng Ke was very happy to eat it.

Some people seem to be born to become a ghost raiser. The master said that he is like this, and Chang Pu feels that this Cheng Ke may be like this too.

Those ghosts got together because of Cheng Ke, and they seemed to cherish this opportunity.What is unpopular elsewhere is a faction of its own.

But at this moment, the red thread on Calamus's hand was obviously pulled.

(End of this chapter)