Chapter 009
Mrs. Jiu didn't know what she said wrongly. Seeing that everyone around her suddenly stopped talking and the groom let her go, she stared blankly at the empty space on the bed, as if she could also see the evil spirit.
After a while, a cry suddenly came into her ears. Mrs. Jiu looked up and saw that it was the mother of the groom. She was crying and muttering, "What a sin! She is already dead, and yet she comes back to harm people!"
When the groom heard his mother crying, he immediately got angry. He rushed out with a knife and said, "Mom, don't cry. I'm going to dig up this bastard's grave!"
In just a short while, the groom's house was in chaos. His father and brothers were afraid that the groom would get too excited and run out to cause trouble, so they hurriedly chased him out.
Mrs. Jiu then realized that the evil ghost actually knew this family when he was alive, but she didn't know what grudge the two families had. Seeing that the bride could not be saved, she didn't want to get herself into trouble, so she returned half of the money, comforted the family with a few words, and then said goodbye and left.
She originally thought that the matter was over. Although she didn't help much, she got a little money. She felt both sighed and happy in her heart.
Later, Mrs. Jiu also went out to inquire and heard that the daughter-in-law of this family used to have a man in another village, but her husband gambled and drank all day long and almost ruined the family.
Sometimes when he drank too much, he would beat her up when he got home.
The woman couldn't stand it, so she divorced her husband and hid at home. Later, she was introduced to a family in the neighboring village and married.
But her man was a scoundrel, and he kept coming to her again and again. In the end, Mrs. Jiu didn't know what happened, but the man died. And he seemed to have died miserably, just like when Mrs. Jiu saw him, he was covered in blood.
After that night, the groom actually dug up the man's grave. When Mrs. Jiu heard about it, her eyelids kept twitching. After all, digging up someone's grave is extremely unlucky in any country or in any legend.
At the very least, it would bring bad luck, and at the worst, it would shorten her life. For this reason, Mrs. Jiu ate vegetarian food for three days, kept her mind pure and desires few, hoping not to drag herself down.
But within a week, bad things happened.
Ding Ding kept crying that morning. Mrs. Jiu was woken up. She pushed Ding Ding's father who was sleeping next to her and said, "Go and see what's wrong with your son."
But she pushed for a long time, and Ding Ding's father was sleeping so soundly that he didn't respond.
Mrs. Jiu felt something was wrong, so she quickly got up and took a look. This sight made !
On the other side of the bed, the evil ghost covered in blood was sleeping there, with his hands tightly strangling Ding Ding's father's neck!
Mrs. Jiu became anxious and immediately jumped up, crying and cursing at the evil spirit. She stretched out her hand to pry open the hand that was on Ding Ding's father's neck, but she pulled it back when she touched the cold skin.
She just thought that the ghost was here to seek revenge. After all, his grave was dug up, in large part because she had exposed his identity.
The couple had finally earned some money and their lives were slowly getting better. How could they let Tintin's father die at the hands of this evil spirit?
Mrs. Jiu got up from the bed like crazy, found the red threads stained with dog blood, and started to raise the soul of Ding Ding's father as before.
But as soon as she exerted force, the red line broke!
Mrs. Jiu cried like a tearful person, but her hands did not stop. She continued to tie the red thread around her man's fingers one by one. It was tied into a very thick ball, but no matter how tried, Ding Ding's father's hands did not move at all!
Finally she broke down. She knelt in front of the bed, crying, and kowtowed to the evil spirit repeatedly, causing blood to flow from her head.
When Tintin said this, tears started to flow and his voice began to choke.
I was also fascinated by what he heard, and I felt a lot in my heart. I originally thought that this was what Mrs. Jiu told him, but later I found out that part of it was true, but he had memories when he was six months old. Although he couldn't speak or move his feet at that time, he remembered many things clearly.
He also said that his mother still has a scar on her forehead, which was left from that time.
What happened afterwards made me admire Mrs. Jiu even more.
She cried for a long time, blood was pouring from her head, but the ghost didn't loosen her hand. Ding Ding in the cradle cried even harder.
Mrs. Jiu suddenly gritted her teeth and said to the evil ghost, I'm sorry for you, please don't hurt him, I will help you build a grave!
After saying that, he wiped the tears and blood from his face and went out.
When the villagers saw her behavior at that time, they thought she was crazy because she didn't answer anyone who asked her questions.
Mrs. Jiu ran all the way to the groom's house, grabbed his clothes and started crying, asking where the man's grave was.
The family was also frightened by Mrs. Jiu's appearance, so they told her the location. Mrs. Jiu didn't ask any more questions and rushed directly to the cemetery.
When they got there, they found that the tombstone had fallen to the side, the coffin had been dug out, the lid had fallen to one side at an angle, and the body was exposed.
After a while, it started to rain, and Mrs. Jiu was alone in the cemetery, cleaning up the mess.
She replaced the coffin lid, pushed it into the grave, and then dug handfuls of dirt from the ground.
The rain was getting heavier, and she didn't know how many times she slipped, nor how many cuts her hands and feet had been worn by the sand and stones in the soil. She just kept digging, and her whole body was as dirty as a mud man.
A cemetery is the place with the heaviest yin energy. As she was working, one or two figures would appear from time to time around her, standing silently by and watching.
Mrs. Jiu ignored them completely, buried the last piece of soil, erected the tombstone, and hurried home.
But when she opened the door, she was completely desperate!
The evil spirit disappeared, and her man's breath was gone.
After that, perhaps because of the rage over her husband’s death or because of the heavy rain in the cemetery , Mrs. Jiu fell seriously ill.
The disease lasted for two years. Although neighbors helped take care of Ding Ding, the child, who was less than three years old, also suffered a lot.
The year she recovered from her illness, it was the 15th day of the seventh lunar month. On that day, she was sitting lazily at the door, watching Ding Ding playing in the yard. Suddenly, a man came in, limping, stood in front of Ding Ding, and looked at the child with pity.
When she saw the man's appearance clearly, she felt happy, but then she saw Ding Ding pulling the man's hand and calling him "Dad" over and over again.
She was shocked, and then she realized that Ding Ding was just like her, and had seen these strange and supernatural things since he was a child. Her biggest worry had become a reality. Was her son going to experience the same terrible and miserable life as herself?
Ding Ding was crying and talking with snot running down his nose. I quickly gave him a piece of tissue. Thinking about what he said, I felt that what had happened to me recently was really nothing.
He took a deep breath before continuing his story.
That night, Mrs. Jiu hugged him and cried all night, repeating, "It's my fault! It's all my fault! It's my fault..."
Ding Ding just lay in Mrs. Jiu's arms, motionless. He didn't know why his mother was crying, but when he saw her tears, he started crying too.
After a long time, he was tired of crying and fell asleep.
But Mrs. Jiu did not stop. Her tears dried up that night, and she could not see anything the next morning.
I thought to myself, although this has nothing to do with what Lin Tian said about God’s punishment, the basic things are correct.
It turns out that Mrs. Jiu’s eyes are so blind. But from what I saw when I went to her house, although she couldn’t see anything, she could still feel the supernatural things.
Mrs. Jiu was blind and had a child like Ding Ding to take care of, so she couldn't change her career to do anything else. She could only continue with her old business.
But after the previous lesson, she became more cautious and would not touch anything dangerous. But this did not affect her growing fame, and she gradually became the Ninth Lady today.
In order to prevent Ding Ding from following her old path, she was so worried that she taught her son almost everything she had learned in the past 20 years. She also protected him all the time and was worried even if he was away from her for a long time.
I think, maybe it is because she dotes on Ding Ding too much that Ding Ding has developed such a character that he does things without considering the consequences and acts like a 15 or 16-year-old child. But this also shows that he is straightforward, dares to speak and act, and is not annoying.
After talking for so long, the candles on the table were almost burned out.
Ding Ding wiped away his tears, turned around and smiled, while clearing the dishes on the table, he said to me, "So, I can understand how you feel now. Just like when I was a kid, I often saw ghosts that scared me. I have seen many kinds of ghosts. When you see them more, you will get used to them."
I scratched my head and felt that I might not be as open-minded as he said. After all, these things cannot be accepted in a short period of time.
I stood up, took the dishes from Ding Ding's hand, and said, "Please sit down and I'll do it."
Ding Ding didn't refuse, and walked directly to the door, saying that he would help me check the circuit. I didn't object, after all, it was dark, and I was still a little nervous.
Soon, the lights came on. Ding Ding came in with a smile and said, "It was just a power outage. It's okay."
I nodded and put the dishes in the sink. I turned around and looked at the door that was broken by Ding Ding. The door lock was basically scrapped. It seemed that I would have to find someone to repair it tomorrow.
I sighed and considered it a loss to avoid disaster.
