Chapter 0045: Three Thousand Years of Life
I asked Qin Mipo where I should bury my wife after she dies after marrying her outside Huilong Village.
Looking back now, when my grandmother said that when she was buried in the vegetable field, in addition to feeling heartbroken, she also seemed to feel a sense of fear.
The older generation still doesn’t quite accept cremation, but my grandmother would rather be cremated and her bones scattered than be buried in a vegetable field?
There was not even a word about being buried with my grandfather!
Looking back now, it seems even weirder.
Qin Mi Po just sneered: "Now you know why everyone in Huilong Village deserves to die? They have committed too many sins!"
When she said this, her whole body was filled with hatred.
"How was he buried?" I turned to look at Qin Mipo. There are so many secrets in Huilong Village.
Perhaps in order to hide the secret of the snake coffin, one secret after another was revealed.
Qin Mi Po just sneered: "I don't know either! I specially asked a snake digger to dig up the graves of those people who were married into Huilong Village in winter. The bodies were not in the coffins. All the coffins were empty."
In winter, snakes hibernate , making them easy to find and they don’t bite people, so many experienced people dig snakes in winter.
Some snake diggers don't follow the rules and don't go into the mountains, they just dig in old graves.
My father used to collect snakes, and he also collected a snake that was dug out from a coffin. The man who dug the snake was beaten half to death because he had collapsed someone's ancestral grave just for a yellow python weighing more than two kilograms.
I was wondering if there was any connection between the disappearance of Gu Xiaolan's body and her trip to Huilong Village to pray for a child.
Then I heard a middle-aged man outside calling Qin Mipo, and Wei Pozi was also there.
Qin Mipo glanced at me and walked out helplessly.
Mrs. Wei was now afraid and started crying outside, talking about how difficult her life was. She had finally married a wife, but she couldn't have children.
Her son is now 40 years old. If he doesn't find a wife, the family line will end. He has even tried in vitro fertilization over the years and has spent all the family money.
It’s actually just for money!
Qin Mipo seemed to agree. When the village chief left, he pointed at the Chen father and son and seemed to say something.
That night, Qin Mipo and I moved Chen's father and son in and cleaned up a house to accommodate them.
Qin Mipo and I are both women, so it's not easy for us to help them wipe their bodies. It seems that if we want to take care of them both, we need a man to help.
Qin Mipo was in poor health. She coughed as if she was going to die at night. After dinner, she went to bed as soon as it got dark.
Maybe there have been too many things going on recently and everything suddenly became quiet. I sat under the dim light and suddenly felt a little flustered.
I took out the roster of Huilong Village from my backpack and looked through it one by one.
All the people above have become names, except for my family’s page. So it didn’t become just a name?
I took out my notebook and wrote down a few addresses of people in the same town, preparing to ask each household one by one.
The snake coffin just stopped looking for me temporarily, but I have to find a way to deal with the two snakes on my clavicles. I can't be controlled by the snake coffin for the rest of my life.
Otherwise, you'd be like Gu Xiaolan, who even wanted her body to be taken away and sold for money until she died?
If it ends up in the snake coffin, it might be more troublesome than being sold for a ghost marriage.
As I was copying, I felt a dark shadow flash by my side.
Mo Xiu stood beside me, looking at the roster, took it away, and flipped through it page by page.
The expression on his face became increasingly colder, and even the fingers holding the paper slowly turned white.
I closed the notebook. The front part contained the wrong questions I had corrected and some things Zhang Hanzhu had written to me, but the back part suddenly turned into this kind of fortune-telling with eight characters. The style changed so quickly that I was a little dazed.
"You still want to investigate the snake coffin?" Mo Xiu closed the roster and handed it to me, saying in a deep voice, "Long Ling, you are just like the people in Huilong Village. You think too simply. You always think you can control it and break free by yourself. Don't investigate the matter of the snake coffin anymore. Just live well."
"Find something to do. I can't just eat and wait to die, right? Besides, I can't even eat, and I still owe a lot of money that will cost my life." I closed the notebook.
Looking at Mo Xiu: "Are we going to the cave now?"
Mo Xiu seemed stunned for a moment, then blinked and looked at me: “You are different.”
I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized something was different.
He smiled bitterly: "After going through some things, you always have to grow up."
He stood up and put his arms around Mo Xiu's neck: "How about we just stay here, it's all the same anyway, so we don't have to run around?"
Mo Xiu took a look at the small bed, his eyes flashed, and he walked out holding me.
The night breeze was cool. I lay in Mo Xiu's arms and felt his slightly sinking heartbeat.
When we got outside the cave, the grass and trees were still lying down and no one had moved them.
Mo Xiu carried me all the way inside. I looked at the fireflies on the wall of the cave, crawling in front of me to lead the way.
He whispered, "Is this firefly easy to raise?"
Mo Xiu looked down at me and said, "You want to ask, when Huilong Village fell, were those male fireflies that flew out released by me?"
I couldn't help but hold onto Mo Xiu's black robe and explained in a low voice, "I know it wasn't you."
If it was Mo Xiu, he would at least have to wait for me to escape.
I had never heard of the name edible fireflies before, and I never thought it had such great power.
This thing is rare, but Mo Xiu keeps it in his cave for lighting, and there is also one in the snake coffin...
Mo Xiu held my arm tightly and walked so fast that I could even hear the sound of fireflies crawling across the cave wall.
When we arrived at the pond, Mo Xiu did not throw me in directly as he did before, but put me down beside it.
He looked at me with gloomy eyes: "Long Ling, are you doubting me?"
When Mo Xiu said this, he held my arm tightly.
The sadness in his eyes seemed so deep that it seemed as if it would burst out.
I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my heart.
Mo Xiu smiled bitterly: "Yeah, you still don't believe me."
I was stunned for a moment, and I felt as if my body had been immersed in a pool of cold water.
Mo Xiu seemed to have thought of something, his face was full of pain, and he just murmured softly: "You really should hate me, you really shouldn't believe me..."
This was the first time I saw Mo Xiu so distraught, as if he was in bad shape.
I don’t know why, but my heart ached as I watched this, but I didn’t know what to do.
He suddenly stretched out his arms to hug Mo Xiu's neck and kissed him hard: "Mo Xiu, should I believe you?"
“Long Ling!” Mo Xiu let out a muffled groan from his throat and whispered, “Don’t hate me.”
I don’t know if he was talking about me or that person, but Mo Xiu was very excited.
He pushed me directly onto the smooth stone and leaned down.
Originally, Mo Xiu always liked to use different postures, but this night, he just looked at me, stroking my face, as if he was going to keep looking at me like this.
My back hurt so much, but Mo Xiu held me tightly and refused to let go...
The fireflies on the cave wall seemed to sense Mo Xiu's inner madness, crawling all over the cave and flying up in the cave from time to time.
Clusters of fireflies, emitting white light, flickered up and down, and flashed past us from time to time, as if Mo Xiu and I were lying in a sky full of fluorescent light.
In the end, I really couldn't bear it anymore, but Mo Xiu had no intention of letting me go.
Groggy, I seemed to hear him still calling my name: "Long Ling, Long Ling..."
Unlike the previous deep love, it seemed to be mixed with deep regret.
Finally, I just felt myself shaking all over, and then I passed out.
In the dream, I seemed to be in a pitch-black environment, but my whole body was warm.
Something screamed in my ear: "It's not me!"
The voice sounded like Mo Xiu, but also like Liu Longting. The voice was hoarse and raspy, and seemed to explode like a heart-wrenching tear.
Even in my dreams, I still felt pain in my heart, as if those words had torn me apart.
When I woke up, I found that I had returned to Qin Mi's mother-in-law's house.
Mo Xiu, dressed in a black robe, sat at the head of the bed, flipping through the roster of Huilong Village page by page.
Seeing that I was awake, she closed the roster, took out a stack of books and handed them to me: "This is the book about asking about rice given to you by Qin Mipo. Since you want to find something to do, learn this first."
His face looked calm and peaceful, as if the sadness and frustration from last night were completely gone.
I wanted to ask something else, but Mo Xiu put the roster into his sleeves and said, "I'll take it back and have a look. The snake will protect you."
Does Mo Xiu not want me to find out the secret of Huilong Village, or does he want to cover up the fact that the woman in the attic helped Huilong Village give birth to a child?
I watched him leave and asked hurriedly, "Is Liu Longting still alive?"
Liu Longting also came out of a snake coffin, so he must be immortal like Long Xia, right?
Mo Xiu paused, turned his head and looked at me, his eyes flickering, as if he was suppressing something.
After a long while, he slowly said, "He is taking care of Fu Qian."
I was stunned for a moment, and after a while, I realized that "Fu Qian" was the name of the woman in the attic.
She actually has a name, and Mo Xiu and Liu Longting can actually be together and take care of her?
