Begins with Zombie Daoist

Chapter 4 008 Song Village Ghost Story
The scorching sun was in the sky, but the sky above Songcun was shrouded in a layer of faint green and black air, like smoke and fog, which could not be seen with the naked eye.

"Yin Qi!"

Zhuo Bufan turned pale with shock.

Mao Xiaofang showed a dignified expression, "It's sunny and sunny, and the cloudy air is lingering. This ghost in Song Village is not simple."

"Master, why don't I go back, staying here is also causing trouble for you."

Zhuo Bufan backed off, seeing a ghost for the first time in his past and present life, he would not believe it even if he said he was not afraid of ghosts, so he bravely followed, but what he encountered was not just an ordinary ghost, he was really unlucky.

"Only strong ghosts can practice courage. After this time, you won't be afraid of any ghosts."

"Master, don't fool me, I am the only seedling in our Laoyang family..."

Mao Xiaofang corrected, "Your surname is Zhuo."

Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a moment, and said distressedly: "Damn, I was called Yang Laoji and Yang Xiaoji every day, and I even forgot my last name."

"Don't swear, don't talk nonsense, how can you give up halfway and enter the village when you are here." Mao Xiaofang glared at him and walked towards the entrance of the village.

Zhuo Bufan showed a helpless expression, took out a few talismans from his cloth bag and hid them next to his body, and quickly followed Mao Xiaofang.

Walking into the village along the spacious dirt road, Zhuo Bufan was surprised to find that the village was cooler than the outside, and the air was not as dry as outside. Thinking of the scene he saw just now, Zhuo Bufan became cautious and vigilant.

Song Village is very large. Most of the buildings are single-family, tall earthen walls and black tile houses. The two or three meter high part of the house is separated by wooden boards. A tile house is divided into upper and lower floors, and the space is very large.

Mao Xiaofang came to Song Village to help people look at Fengshui, he knew the way, and led Zhuo Bufan directly to the village chief's house.

Song Zhangyi, the village head of Song Village, is named Zhang Yi, and he is also righteous and has a high prestige in Song Village.His family was well off, a small two-entry house, with a pair of lifelike, angry-eyed stone lions standing at the door, and the sound of quarreling came from the open double vermilion gates.

"Song Zhangyi, explain to my old lady why the family is short of a hundred yuan? Say, did you use it to support your little lover?"

"Ah Zhen, don't do it... Oh, you really hit me. Listen to me, it's Song Cai, he's going to Lingyun County to do business, and he borrowed [-] yuan from me..."

"Song Zhangyi, why did I fall in love with you back then? Without an old lady, can you live in a second-tier house? Can you borrow money from others to win people's hearts? There is a limit to being a good person, and the old lady's dowry will be squandered on you. It's all over, I don't care, you will be back soon..."

"I just borrowed it today..."

"are you going?"

"Go, go, let me go." Song Zhangyi walked out of the gate dejectedly, bumping into Mao Xiaofang and Zhuo Bufan head-on.

Song Zhangyi was wearing a blue robe, slender and dignified, with a kind of refined and educated temperament.

Seeing that Mao Xiaofang was stunned for a moment, he hurriedly bowed and said, "Oh, Taoist Master Mao, you're here so soon? Please come in."

"Captain Song, if it's inconvenient, we'll come back later."

Song Zhangyi showed an unnatural expression, and said with a smile: "What's the inconvenience, Daoist Mao, little brother, come in quickly."

Song Zhangyi led Mao Xiaofang and Zhuo Bufan into the gate, Song Zhangyi's wife was leaning against the door frame of the main room, cracking melon seeds, with a feather duster between them.

"Song Zhangyi, my mother asked you to ask for the bill, why are you back? Who are they, and they came to borrow money again? I said Song Zhangyi, can you be like a man, eating my food and drinking my food all day long? , let you do something even if you can’t do it, are you going to waste it?”

Being ridiculed by his wife in front of others, Zhuo Bufan would also feel embarrassed. Song Zhangyi's face flushed red, veins on his forehead popped violently, he took a deep breath, and said to his wife, "Don't talk nonsense, this is Daoist Mao of Gantian Town. I specially invited to catch ghosts."

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!

Song Zhangyi was either really cowardly, a patient with tracheitis, or really tolerant, a deep-minded person. If it was the latter, this Village Chief Song was indeed a character.

Hearing that Mao Xiaofang was here to catch ghosts, the aggressive Mrs. Song restrained herself a little, turned around and entered the main room, muttering softly as she walked, which didn't sound like a good word.

Song Zhangyi sighed, and said to Mao Xiaofang: "Let Taoist Master Mao see the joke."

Mao Xiaofang shook his head and said, "Where does Village Chief Song say that every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, and my disciples are not at ease."

Song Zhangyi changed the topic, "Mao Daochang and this little brother haven't had lunch yet, right? You go into the house, and I'll tell the kitchen to cook."

"I'm sorry, Village Chief Song."

Song Zhangyi shook his head, strode towards the kitchen, came back with a pot of tea after a while, poured it for Mao Xiaofang and Zhuo Bufan himself.

"I don't know that Master Mao will come so soon. There is no preparation at home. I will ask the kitchen to cook some home-cooked dishes. It will be ready in a while. I hope Master Mao will not be disgusted." Song Zhangyi said apologetically.

Mao Xiaofang said a few words politely, and asked about the ghosts in the village, "Village Chief Song, Song Cai said that someone died in your village. When did it happen?"

"yesterday."

Song Zhangyi showed a look of fear, and said in a low voice, "The corpse floated out of the river, and it can be seen that it has been soaked in the water for several days."

"Based on this, do you think the village is haunted?" Zhuo Bufan asked curiously.

Song Zhangyi shook his head and said, "Of course not. People drown in the river every year. We are used to it. The blame lies with Song Sanshi's wife, Liu Qingxia."

"Oh, what's the explanation?" Mao Xiaofang asked.

"It starts with the three brothers of the Song family. The eldest, Song Dachui, loves money and gambles, the second, Song Erzhu, is greedy and lustful, and the third, Song Sanshi, is a down-to-earth and hardworking man. After being introduced by a matchmaker in the next village, Song Sanshi married Liu Qingxia from Liu Village. This girl looks very handsome. , I caused a lot of trouble when I first married into the village, mainly because of that bastard Song Erzhu."

Song Zhangyi didn't say it clearly, Mao Xiaofang and Zhuo Bufan could guess one or two, it's probably because Song Erzhu saw that his brother and daughter-in-law look good, so he moved his mind.

"A month ago, Liu Qingxia took the child back to her natal family to visit relatives. Song Sanshi was at home alone. Song Dela from the village went to have a drink at home. Song Sanshi drank too much that night. He didn't know what happened. The family is dead!"

"When I discovered this situation the next day, I immediately reported it to the town police station. When they heard that the death was accidental, they didn't care at all. Let us handle it ourselves. I discussed it with Song Boss, Song Lao Er, and Liu Qingxia. They Agree to let Song Sanshi rest in peace."

Song Zhangyi paused for a moment, his expression became confused and strange, Mao Xiaofang and Zhuo Bufan were refreshed, knowing what Song Zhangyi said was very important.

"On the night of Song Sanshishiqi, Liu Qingxia stole a man in front of the mourning hall at home..."

Mao Xiaofang and Zhuo Bufan looked at each other, Mao Xiaofang frowned and said, "Mr. Song, it's a matter of reputation. You can't talk nonsense without real evidence, and you can't talk nonsense if you have evidence."

"Mao Daoist is right." Song Zhangyi sighed, "I was not in the village at the time, I went to the town to do errands, and I only heard about it when I came back... Unfortunately, the tragedy had already happened by then..."

(End of this chapter)