The Folk Song of the Qingquan Case in the Northern Song Dynasty

Everyone's eyes widened. What did Shuiyun mean by "in the river"?

"She was soaking in the river..." Shui Yun could hardly speak a complete sentence.

Wu Bai was surprised and said, "Didn't Feng Jiuniang run away?"

Shui Yun murmured: "She, she seems...seems...dead!"

Hearing this, Ganqing couldn't believe his ears, he sat up and wanted to rush out the door, but at this moment he found that Xiangquan had already gone out one step ahead of him.

Several people did not expect that Qianqing was "unscathed", not to mention that his muscles and bones were not broken, and he could jump up with a fever.Heihei wanted to stop Qianqing, after all, he was not in good health, but he ignored it, put on his clothes and left.The remaining three followed closely behind and ran to the edge of the river, only to see that Xiangquan was already standing there.

He held the lantern in his hand and held it up high, as if he was looking at something.

As night fell, everyone realized that the sunshine at sunset was only a precursor to the snow.Heavy snow fell, hitting everyone like knives.The river is turbulent, rolling down from the steep cliffs, until it reaches a gentle place, where it meets rocks and splashes in all directions.Among the gray chaotic rocks, there seemed to be something caught between them.

Qianqing rushed over first and stopped at the bank of the river.He felt cold all over, not only because of his illness, but also because of the thing caught among the rocks not far away.Qianqing has excellent eyesight, and he can see clearly even with the light from Xiangquan.

It was Feng Jiuniang's swollen face.

Hei Hei was also carrying the lantern, and when he saw Feng Jiuniang in the distance, he cried out "Ah" out of his wits.Ganqing pulled the three of them back, and was dripping with cold sweat, but Xiangquan took off his coat and immediately waded into the water.

"Master Yi..." Shui Yun called out in a low voice, she seemed to be recovering.Ganqing couldn't help admiring this little girl. The word courage was perfectly reflected in Shuiyun. Seeing this horrible scene, although he was panicked, he was not afraid, nor did he lose his sense of control. Maybe it was the past few days. I am used to death.

"Don't worry, the Xiangquan water is good." Qianqing reassured carelessly, but she stepped back, Feng Jiuniang's body soaked in the water, Qianqing didn't even want to take a look at it.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, as if it was going to flood Cangshan Mountain and the village, which made everyone feel uneasy.

From a distance, I saw Xiangquan carrying Feng Jiuniang back to the shore.The water is not very deep, the shallow part reaches knees, and the deep part is waistless.Even if it is cold in winter, fortunately it is hot spring water, and the Xiangquan will not drown.He hugged Feng Jiuniang as if he was hugging a piece of white, rotten and huge flesh.Looking at the dry list from a distance, I feel so disgusting.

He was in a daze, talking nonsense with Hei Hei, but his head was buzzing.He hadn't had a fever yet, and when this incident happened again, the wind and snow made him tremble all over.

Qianqing's vision gradually blurred, but a strange folk song flashed in his mind.It was Granny Meng's voice, hoarse and abrupt, it was a little inappropriate to appear in Qianqing's mind at this moment, but it couldn't get rid of it:

snow covered east village

Hades came to this house

The rich man suddenly broke his neck

The girl ate the stake

Second child dropped the broth pot

The boss is soaking in the pool by the forest

Old Si hangs himself in the forest by the temple

The third child repents and rebuilds the village

Lao Wu is living a normal life

he doesn't understand-

who killed his wife

The snow fell and the wind whined.The wind and snow came, like a monster sweeping the small village, lingering and unwilling to leave.It laughed and yelled, as if it wanted to swallow the villagers alive.

After a while of dizziness.

With a splitting headache, he watched Yi Xiangquan walking towards him holding Feng Jiuniang's body.

Feng Jiuniang's clothes were wet, like bitter vines entangled with a piece of rotten flesh.Her face was also white and shapeless, and it seemed that water would come out when she squeezed.

……

……

It was snowing heavily.

The eldest brother believed the fifth brother's words, and went into the mountains alone to find treasure when the snow was falling.However, the terrain is dangerous and there are many wolves in the mountain—the boss went into the snow mountain alone, and finally slipped and fell into the river while climbing.

The rich man, the girl, the second child, and the eldest brother all died on such a mountain. After death, their souls lingered and became lonely ghosts, crying every day, like the wind in the mountains.

Since then, there has always been this kind of wind in the mountains, echoing in the mountains.

……

……

This story made Qianqing tremble all over.Feng Jiuniang's distorted and swollen face was getting closer and closer to him, Qian Qing's eyes darkened, and she fainted suddenly.

A night of wind and snow passed like this.

It will take one night to clear this halo.He woke up listening to the crackling of charcoal fire, but heard Shuiyun complaining, "Young Master Xia is really weak" Yunyun, his face was gloomy immediately, thinking that this little girl is really optimistic, she still has thoughts after so many things joke.

Ganqing was unhappy, his complexion was sallow, and his body was sickly, so he turned over and fell into a drowsy doze.Until the sky outside the window was gloomy and night fell, I didn't know what time it was.Xiangquan didn't know where to go, Hei Hei and Shui Yun talked softly, Wu Bai interrupted from time to time.

Ganqing couldn't hear clearly, she just felt a little hungry, but she was greedy for the warmth of the bed and didn't want to get up.He closed his eyes and wanted to sleep again, but all kinds of things that Wu Village experienced always appeared in his mind: Granny Meng's singing, the mute's corpse, the gloomy sky seen at the bottom of the well, Feng Jiuniang's face...

What happened to this village?

Granny Meng died, and soon Mute was killed for no reason.She died in a closed room, and her soul was still visible at night.However, he opened the coffin himself, and the corpse was obviously lying in the coffin... and the clothes that covered Shui Yun's body - the mute was obviously wearing it and lying in the coffin!How did Quze get out of the village?

This cannot be explained at all!Everything can't be explained!

Qianqing turned over and curled up under the quilt, he wished he could get out of this damn place!But how did he leave and really want to climb the mountain?Feng Jiuniang should have died of an accidental slip.Indeed, I have heard it from several other people before.Villagers will avoid mountain roads in case of heavy snow, it is too dangerous and accidents happen from time to time.Qianqing also felt more and more terrible in his heart. Feng Jiuniang had an accident just by walking the mountain road. If she really climbed the mountain and left the village, she would die without a place to bury her!

How to get out of the village?

Qianqing really wanted to leave.

Since he came to this village, too many strange things have happened.At first, with the attitude of watching the excitement, it caused a lot of trouble.But when his life was hanging by a thread in the cave, besides his hatred for Feng Jiuniang, he felt deep remorse.

Folk songs, folk songs, what weird folk songs!

Gan Qing muttered in his heart that the folk songs were clearly passed down by Wu Village's ancestors, but now they have come true.The death of the rich man corresponds to Granny Meng falling off the cliff.And the death of the second child corresponds to the death of the dumb child.Qu Ze appeared under the tree of the mountain temple, but fortunately he was safe and sound.But the boss who is greedy for money corresponds to Feng Jiuniang, but fails to find the baby, and dies in the water on a snowy day...

Qing Qing felt a headache.He doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but the situation at this time really cannot be explained!Taking a step back, if many weird events are man-made, then who are they?Is there a villain hiding in the village?

Why is there no one?If it weren't for the villains...

who is it?water cloud?dark?Wu Bai?Qian Qing thought it was too ridiculous!These three people—how could it be related to these three people!

Ganqing felt a headache, and touched his forehead, but it wasn't very hot anymore.It is estimated that the heat has subsided, but the body is still a little uncomfortable.Just as he was rolling around on the couch with the quilt in his arms, he heard the door creak, and the conversation of the three people outside the room stopped instantly.

"Are you sober? I have something to ask him."

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