Shigeaki

The old monk called urgently, because there was no signal on the mountain, both Chongming and Wei Shufang left their mobile phones to Jinghai, and put them in the RV at the foot of the mountain.

I couldn't explain a few words on the phone, but said that I was in some trouble and needed the help of the two of them, and then sent a location sharing.

Chongming and Wei Shufang had no choice but to pack up and leave Lishan.

Chongming didn't have any other thoughts, but Wei Shufang was secretly relieved. The obsession for several days in a row, although sweet, but his body is good, no matter how sweet it is, there will be a burden. Ming was full of interest, and he didn't want to spoil his interest. The old monk called at just the right time.

Physical exercise must be put on the agenda, he thought to himself, Chongming is just the time when the young man is full of lust, although he believes that Chongming will not betray him, but no one can say the word accident, he can't bet on it.

The place the old monk sent was a small mountain village. It was not as convenient to come by plane as by high-speed rail, so I changed to high-speed rail, then changed cars, and arrived at the place the next afternoon.

It is a village similar to Shanshi Village at the foot of Mount Li. It also relies on mountains and water, but the mountains are not as majestic and deep as Mount Li, and the water is not as wide as the lake at the foot of Mount Li. There are two roads to enter the village. Walking, over the hills to the town, a five-kilometer dirt road, one-third paved with cement, before extending into the mountains, there are scattered villages scattered on the hillsides on both sides of the road.

For convenience, Chongming and Wei Shufang took this road and entered the village directly according to the navigation.

Far away, before reaching the entrance of the village, Chongming saw the black air soaring into the sky.

"What's wrong?" His expression was too obvious, Wei Shufang asked in confusion.

Chongming held his senior brother's hand, and breathed his breath over there: "Look there!"

Wei Shufang's eyes flickered, and he saw the black air all over the sky, and then he frowned tightly: "This is..."

Jing Hai heard the movement, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Stop at the intersection ahead." Chongming gave Jing Hai a wink, his expression as natural as possible, "You wait at the entrance of the village, I will be back soon after I find Master."

Wei Shufang clasped his hand: "I'll go too."

Chongming hesitated, but was defeated by his unquestionable gaze. Forget it, it's good to have senior brother here, and he can give him advice. Anyway, with him around, he will protect senior brother.

Jing Hai originally wanted to follow, but remembering the special nature of the two of them, he stayed. It would be bad if he went and caused trouble.

The two got out of the car and walked towards the black air.

As I was walking, I realized something was wrong. This village is called Liujia Village. According to the basic information collected by Jinghai, there are only 42 households in total. Unlike other villages, most of the villagers stayed in the village and did not go out to work. In this way, there should be people coming and going in the village, and it was almost dinner time at this point, but there was no smoke in the house, and even the doors of every house were closed.

Obviously something is wrong.

He took out his mobile phone and saw that there was a signal, but the latest network signal could not be displayed. Chongming and Wei Shufang looked at each other and dialed Master's number.

Unexpectedly, the phone was connected quickly, and the old monk's slightly anxious voice came:

"Have you arrived? Do you see the black air above your head? We are here with the black air now, come here quickly!"

"Okay, we'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, the two quickened their pace and walked towards the source of the black air.

The source is on the mountain behind the village, along the road the villagers stepped out of the mountain, passing rows of reclaimed fields, and finally saw a figure near the top of the mountain.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a cliff, and the soaring black air came up from the bottom of the cliff.

The old monk and the little Taoist nun Fengzhen sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, and there were three people lying beside them. They should be villagers in their attire.

"Master." Chongming hurried forward, "What happened?"

As soon as he walked over, the black air seemed to sense something and trembled.

The old monk twirled his rosary, chanting words, seemed unable to stop, his gaze fell on his wrist, Chongming immediately understood, removed Yuling who was covering his breath, and mobilized the qi in his body to go straight towards the black qi.

In an instant, the black air let out a mournful howl, and the large cloud-like area immediately shrank to the size of a bed sheet, and there was a tendency to shrink again, and quickly shrank back to the bottom of the cliff trembling.

The old monk and Fengzhen breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped what they were doing.

"It's fine." The old monk restrained Chongming, "Although this thing is a fierce spirit, but its origin is tragic, I keep it and it's still useful."

"What is this?" Chongming looked down the cliff, Wei Shufang was startled, he stepped forward and pulled him back, holding his hand tightly, it was inconvenient for the old monk and Fengzhen to talk about him, but his face was slightly pale black.

Chongming knew that he was in the wrong, so he obediently let him embrace him, pleading with his eyes.

Wei Shufang squeezed his hand hard, motioning him to go back and talk.

The old monk was supported by Feng Zhen and stood up, looked at the cliff and sighed: "Under here, there are all children who died young." After a pause, "Girl."

Chongming was taken aback.

Feng Zhen had a solemn face, completely unlike the lively and playful one when they first met, with a pair of beautiful almond eyes burning with anger: "They died! These girls were thrown down by their own hands!"

She looked at the three unconscious people on the ground with disgust, and her face turned blue because of extreme anger: "Girls are not human?! Why should girls be thrown away? Isn't it born by them?! Just for Want a son!! Are they still human after doing such a thing?! Could it be that they were not raised by women?! It’s disgusting!!”

Chong Ming was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

He knows that he prefers sons to daughters. After all, he grew up in the mountains. Few villagers in the village have only one child, especially if the first child is a girl, they must have a second child. One family even had five children in succession. The daughter finally had a son, and gave away the first four daughters.

Giving the child to others was already the worst thing he thought, but he didn't expect that there would be an even uglier existence, who would actually kill his own child! !

As the saying goes, tiger venom doesn't eat its eggs, and people who do such things are worse than animals!

The old monk pressed Fengzhen's shoulder to tell her not to get excited, and briefly explained the ins and outs.

It turns out that this custom in Liujia Village has been handed down from tens or even hundreds of years ago. The daughter of the first child can be kept, and if the second child is still a daughter, she will be sent to the cliff to be sacrificed. Continue to sacrifice until a son is born, and only allow the last daughter to be left unless there is no more birth.

Of course, the first child is the son's, and it doesn't matter how many daughters are born later.

Chongming understood why Fengzhen was so angry, and he was also going to explode after hearing it, what kind of customs, inhumane!

"Don't the police care?"

The old monk shook his head: "Liu's Village is remote, the police here are not as effective as the village chief's words, and the whole village is united to hide it, who knows, even if they know, it is easy for a child to accidentally have an accident. What can I do with them?"

Chongming felt that he had never been so angry before, and that he could form such a strong resentment. He didn't know how many girls' bones were buried here.

Wei Shufang also frowned, this kind of thing is indeed too cruel, to kill his own daughter as a sacrifice just to ask for a son?Skate the jokes of the world!

The old monk said: "In fact, these years are much better than before. Young people have read books and have TV to understand the outside world. Few people will bring their children here again. These grievances have been accumulated here for many years. , has not moved, the reason why it exploded now is because of enlightenment."

There was compassion in his eyes, and he explained the reason.

It turned out that there was a family in this village. The daughter-in-law gave birth to two daughters one after another, but she never got pregnant again. Ever since she was almost exposed by reporters, the village head decided to stop the custom of the year. Whoever wants to continue can find a way by himself. solve.

The daughter-in-law's mother-in-law wanted a grandson wholeheartedly, but the daughter-in-law hadn't conceived again in the past few years. Seeing that the daughter-in-law was getting older, the mother-in-law was anxious, and even remembered the so-called custom, and secretly tricked her eight-year-old second granddaughter into sex. They climbed the mountain, and then took the person to the edge of the cliff and pushed him down. The child disappeared, and there was no monitoring in the countryside. In the end, he could only be judged as missing. Some older people knew something inside, and gradually there were rumors in the village, saying that The child was abducted by kidnappers.

The eight-year-old child already knew what happened. The little girl resented her grandma, and was influenced by the resentful infant. She resented the whole village, especially after her mother was pregnant and gave birth to a son. I met a few old people who did the same thing back then.

here you go!

Chongming secretly cried out in his heart.

The little Taoist nun Fengzhen also said angrily: "It's what they deserve, those people deserve to die! They should also taste what it's like to be pushed down by their relatives!"

The old monk sang a sentence of Amitabha Buddha: "Evil will be rewarded with evil. Its revenge will be its revenge, but it cannot implicate the innocent. If it is left alone, let alone Liujia Village, it will be implicated for miles around."

Feng Zhen pouted: "I know, otherwise I wouldn't make a move!"

Chongming looked at the trembling black air under the cliff again, and his heart was full of pity: "Master, can you find a way to resolve their resentment and release their bondage?"

The old monk shook his head: "It can't be done. Although they are pitiful and have been killed, they are stained with blood. Even if they are saved, they can only turn into nothingness and suffer no more."

Chongming feels uncomfortable, why is it like this every time, those who are victimized are just revenge, but they can't end well, those who harm others can still be reincarnated.

The old monk saw what he was thinking and said: "If you think about it this way, those evil spirits will definitely atone for their sins when they come down here, and the pain they will suffer at that time will last thousands of years, at least. Although disappearing, there is no need to suffer anymore, and they may not have their place to go."

The truth is such a truth, but the pain in Chongming's heart did not calm down much.

Seeing this, the old monk sighed, and said to Wei Shufang: "Come and help me, help me read that girl's name, keep on reading, keep on reading, let me try and see if I can help her resolve it."

Chongming hurriedly said, "Do you want me to help?"

The little nun Fengzhen also looked at the old monk.

The old monk waved his hand: "Put on the bell and stand a little farther away."

Chongming could only let go of Wei Shufang and backed away.

The girl's name is Liu Jing. Wei Shufang recited the words in a low voice according to the old monk's instructions. The old monk sat cross-legged and chanted the words while twisting the prayer beads.

A sound of Buddha's voice drifted out of his mouth, turning into streaks of golden light. His whole body was surrounded by golden light, and his precious appearance was solemn. At this moment, he looked very much like a Bodhisattva enshrined in a temple.

Chongming stared at it well, watching the billowing black air being dispelled by the golden light little by little, revealing a little girl twisted and struggling in the black mist with a face full of resentment.

The old monk's face turned pale, and sweat oozed from his bald head in winter.

As if summoned by something, the girl came out of the black mist involuntarily, walked forward, and was about to leave completely, but suddenly opened her eyes, screamed, broke free and jumped out, and disappeared within a second.

"Oops!" Little Taoist nun Fengzhen changed her face instantly.

The old monk vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.