Anecdotes about ghosts

The village party secretary didn't dare to be negligent, and asked politely: "Have the guests eaten? If not, why not just have a meal in the humble house?"

The village party secretary spoke with a deliberately pretended literati taste, which made Lu Ke shiver uncontrollably, and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

"No need." Lu Siqing strode into the gloomy and damp back room, turned her head and winked at the village party secretary, "Is everything I asked you to prepare ready?"

"Ready, ready." The village party secretary hurriedly followed.

It was only then that Lu Ke noticed that the ghostly aura that Xiaobai was talking about really existed - behind the village party secretary, there was always a dark and flowing shadow following him, looking very creepy.

The old lady didn't understand why her son nodded and bowed to a strange young man of unknown origin, and raised her voice and asked, "Why are you so secretive? Don't do something shady and ask someone to poke your spine!"

After the old lady yelled, she grabbed Lu Ke who was about to follow in, and said earnestly, "Xiao Kezi, don't be confused by following you when you are young. I don't think your brother is a good person at all. You, how much do you want?" Be careful, but don't be fooled by others."

After finishing speaking, she sighed, touched her granddaughter's head, worried: "Qinqin, grandma's body is not as good as before. If grandma goes, what will you do?"

Lu Ke felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the old lady's words, but the old lady's words were obviously meant for him, meaning that he wanted him to marry Qinqin as soon as possible, and after a hundred years, someone would be able to take care of Qinqin.

He hesitated for a while, then asked: "Grandma, what if Qinqin's illness can be cured?"

This time the old lady no longer denied Qinqin's illness as before, she looked at Lu Ke with a strange look, and asked suspiciously: "Are you really here to treat Qinqin's illness?"

Lu Ke pushed the old lady's hand away, took another look at Qinqin who was staring at Lu Siqing in a daze, and asked her seriously: "Grandma, do you want Qinqin to get better?"

The old lady didn't answer immediately, she took out a handkerchief and wiped the saliva from the corners of Qinqin's mouth, and sighed after a long time: "Grandma doesn't know either. Sometimes people get tired if they live too clearly, it's better to be as stupid as Qinqin." But my body is getting worse day by day. Sooner or later, ashes will return to ashes and ashes will return to ashes. It is impossible for her father to take care of her for the rest of her life. ——That's why his father wants you to take care of her for our family .”

The old lady hesitated for a moment, but in the end she still spoke the truth.

"Oh, little Kezi." She sighed again, "Grandma knows you are a good boy, and grandma felt very sorry when your uncle insisted that you agree to join our family, but Qinqin is the heart of me and her father. , we don’t feel at ease when we hand it over to others. ——Xiao Kezi, do you blame grandma?”

Lu Ke didn't answer, and didn't know how to answer.

After all, the old lady was only Qinqin's grandma, not her own. Lu Ke felt that there was nothing to complain about forcing him to marry Qinqin, but he definitely wouldn't be happy about it.

Especially this time, the village party secretary actually went to the school first to take the notice to threaten him, which made Lu Ke feel even more uncomfortable and even a little angry.

What's more, because of this incident, he almost lost his life at the hands of that female ghost, and now he managed to save his life and come back.

Thinking of the female ghost, Lu Ke suddenly thought, isn't that female ghost the wife of the village party secretary, maybe he can ask the old lady for some old stories?

"Grandma." Lu Ke looked at the old lady and asked, "Then can you tell me about Qinqin's mother?"

"The child's mother?" When Lu Ke asked about Qinqin's mother, the old lady's expression changed, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, "No, I don't remember."

"The old lady is old, how can she remember such a long time ago." At this time, Lu Siqing leaned out from behind the door, looked at the old lady contemptuously, and waved, "—Stupid thing, come and help. "

"Oh, here we come!" There is no reason why Lu Ke would not obey the adult's call. Before leaving, he patted the old lady's haggard hand comfortingly and said, "Grandma, whether life is painful or happy , people's fate should be in their own hands, only what they have experienced is the most important. If Qinqin can have a chance to control her own destiny, you should be happy for her."

After a long while, after Lu Ke had left for a long time, the old lady's eyes flickered with crystal tears. She held Qinqin's hand and asked her, "Qinqin, do you think so too?"

Qinqin didn't understand what the old lady was talking about, she just wiped her eyes clumsily, "Grandma, grandma, don't, don't cry, shame, shame."

The old lady was amused by her granddaughter, and scratched Qinqin's nose: "Grandma is not crying, grandma is happy. From now on, Qinqin will be a smart child."

The old lady smiled, Qinqin also laughed, and the grandparents and grandchildren enjoyed themselves happily in the room.

Lu Ke was summoned by Lu Siqing into the gloomy room in the house. This room was separated from the main room outside. Once the door was closed, there was basically no movement outside the main room.

The room is about [-] square meters, which is not spacious at all, and there are many furniture and daily necessities piled up.

There is a bed on the right wall, and a long table on the left correspondingly, which is full of miscellaneous things. Although there are windows, most of the sunlight is blocked by the big tree outside, making the room look bright. Unknown, very dim.

Lu Siqing looked around the room and asked, "Do you usually sleep here?"

"What, what's the matter?" Ever since Lu Siqing asked her to prepare for her daughter's birthday, the village party secretary had been scruples about Lu Siqing's identity, and now hearing him ask such a question, he couldn't help feeling anxious.

Although the man didn't say anything, he vaguely felt that his daughter's illness was not simple, and it was very likely that it was related to ghosts.

Lu Siqing smiled: "It's nothing, just ask casually."

Lu Ke looked at Lu Siqing suspiciously, and thought, Your Excellency is talking nonsense again.

If it weren't for the fact that he often listened to Xu Ruohua whispering in his ear, it would be considered a little bit of experience, otherwise he would definitely not be able to understand the meaning behind what the adults said at this time.

The villagers in the mountainous area are superstitious, but they never pay attention to the feng shui orientation of the house when they build it. For example, the house of the village secretary faces southwest, and the main room is set on the right instead of the center. The typical north is more important than the south.And because the house does not get sunlight all the year round, it is very cloudy.

Obviously, such a room is destined to be quite easy to attract ghosts.

Of course, the village party secretary didn't believe a word of Lu Siqing's words. His heart sank, and he was about to ask again, but he heard him ask in an irresistible tone: "Where is the thing I asked you to prepare? Give it to me."

"Here." The village party secretary was overwhelmed by Lu Siqing's aura, and passed the note with Qinqin's birthday without saying a word.

Lu Siqing glanced at the contents of the note, but didn't reach out to take it, and nodded in Lu Ke's direction with her chin: "Show him."

The village party secretary handed the note to Lu Ke again.

Lu Ke didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the adult's gourd, so he accepted the note obediently, opened it, and it recorded Qinqin's birth date.

Lu Ke raised his eyebrows and said, "Uncle, did you make a mistake? We want Qinqin's birth date, not these birth dates."

"Aren't these the birth date?" The village party secretary also looked confused, "That's what the fortune teller in the town told me, and he even charged me two dollars!"

Lu Ke: "..." But it is indeed just the date of birth.

Obviously, the village secretary was deceived by the fortune teller.But Lu Ke didn't know how to tell the village party secretary about it.Although two yuan is just a small amount of money, in this mountainous area, even fifty cents must be spent where it should be spent.If the village party secretary knew that he had been cheated out of two yuan for no reason, he would be so outraged that he would not be able to sleep well for two days.

Seeing Lu Ke's embarrassment, Lu Siqing sighed helplessly, and said, "The horoscope of birth is originally deduced according to the date of birth, but I know you don't know how to calculate, so I don't intend to let you deduce it."

Lu Ke asked sincerely, "Then what do you want me to see?"

Lu Siqing: "Actually, to do a good job, you don't have to know Fengshui and gossip. Each faction has its own style. For example, some factions look at Fengshui, and some factions are keen on calculating gossip, but none of them are limited to a certain kind. A specific method, do you understand?"

The village party secretary is a smart person, and what Lu Siqing said seemed to be cryptic, but the deep meaning was already clearly revealed.But are there really ghosts and gods in this world?

The village party secretary is considered a half-educated person, and he doesn't really believe in feudal superstition.But he didn't want to directly deny Lu Siqing's words, and thought: "It's okay to listen to their nonsense. If that person is really a swindler, I will arrest him and report to the police station!"

Lu Ke nodded half understanding.He understood what the adults said, but what did it have to do with that note?

"Stupid thing." Lu Siqing cursed, took the note from Lu Ke's hand and crumpled it into a ball of waste paper, "Today's offending is really useless."

After finishing speaking, he looked down at the village party secretary and asked in a cold tone, "Tell me, how many years do you want to live?"

The village party secretary was taken aback, and it took him a long time to realize the meaning of Lu Siqing's words. His expression changed drastically, and he said in amazement, "You, what do you mean?"

"Literally."

"What the hell are you doing?!" The village party secretary couldn't help taking a few steps back, but his heel accidentally hit the foot of the bed. He screamed in pain, fell down on the bed, and shouted, "You, don't come here!"

In fact, Lu Siqing didn't move at all, so there was no reason to approach him.

Lu Siqing turned her head, glanced out of the window, and said unhurriedly: "It's getting dark soon. Have you thought about how many years you will live?"