Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3997 Jiang Jiapo

Yang Ruolan and Yang Yongbai's mother-in-law, Yang Shi, and the wife of Yang Hualin, the second wife of the old Yang family, also died of the plague and were buried here.

It is said that in the first year or two when it was first buried, this place was noisy every night, even in the afternoon of a cloudy and rainy day, the place was surrounded by water and mist, and there were few people.

Some lonely people who went up the mountain to pick tea, or woodcutters passing by, saw or heard something strange more or less.

It was passed on from ten to ten, and after a long time, Jiangjiapo became a forbidden place.

So that when some shrews in the village scold each other, they still use these words, such as: bury you in Jiangjiapo...

These are words that imply curses.

Turning her thoughts, Yang Ruoqing was dragged by Luo Fengtang to Jiangjiapo.

In front of the line of sight are the four uncles and aunts who staggered around the two graves like headless flies and quarreled while walking.

"Fourth uncle! Fourth aunt!"

Yang Ruoqing yelled towards them.

However, the distance is obviously not far away, and the voice seems to be unable to reach their ears.

"Fourth Aunt, Fourth Uncle, what are you doing? Come here!" Yang Ruoqing yelled louder.

But they still looked unaware.

"Stop shouting, they won't hear you." Luo Fengtang said.

"What's the situation? Could it be a ghost hitting the wall?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Fengtang's face was stern and cold, and he glanced at the gradually rising mist around him. The moonlight that had been good before was now swallowed up by a black cloud bit by bit, and the light around him dimmed.

"It should be the miasma. The miasma made them hallucinate. When our army was stationed in the valley beside the Tongtian River, some soldiers encountered this kind of thing. Qing'er, don't panic." Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing frowned. To put it scientifically, this kind of thing is miasma, which makes people hallucinate.

In terms of superstition, it means that some negative energy and magnetic fields invisible to the naked eye are working.

Especially Luo Fengtang's last sentence, "Qing'er, don't panic", made Yang Ruoqing firm in her guess that Luo Fengtang was maintaining his composure.

"Hurry up, I don't believe in that evil yet." Yang Ruoqing said, leaning over to pick up a small stone on the ground and throwing it towards Liu Shi.

"Ouch!" Liu exclaimed in pain.

She raised her hand and rubbed her head, and looked around, "Which bastard threw a stone at me?"

After shouting, Liu Shi saw Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, she was overjoyed, "Oh, Qing'er, Tang Yazi, why are you two here?"

"Please see where this is before asking me!" Yang Ruoqing asked angrily across a few graves.

Mrs. Liu was startled, and then realized that she was actually standing in the middle of a pile of grave mounds.

"Damn!" Liu yelled, and rushed towards Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.

Accidentally stepped on something placed in front of one of the grave mounds, and Mrs. Liu fell into the mud.

Yang Ruoqing hurried over to help her up, and Liu hugged Yang Ruoqing's arm as soon as she could, wishing she could plunge into Yang Ruoqing's arms.

The whole body was like a sieve passed through rice, shaking so badly.

So much so that when Yang Ruoqing asked her what happened and why she was here, her lips trembled and she couldn't complete a word.

Like a quail that dare not lift its head.

Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to support Liu Shi, and raised her hand to caress her back, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Tang Yazi and I are here, it's okay, it's okay."

Beside him, Luo Fengtang said: "Fourth Uncle seems to be having a nightmare, I'll go over and wake him up."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Be careful."

Luo Fengtang responded, and strode towards the grave in front of him.

She didn't know if it was Yang Ruoqing's hallucination or something else, but she felt a faint golden light radiating from Luo Fengtang when he stepped into the cemetery.

It emanates like a circle of light, and quickly disappears in the mist.

Inside the cemetery, there seemed to be invisible negative energy receding, just like when the tide ebbed, the sea water receded to the depths of the sea at an extremely fast speed, leaving only shells on the beach and some stranded small fish and shrimp.

And the fourth uncle, Yang Huaming, is that little fish.

He was still circling around a grave with one foot deep and one foot shallow, like a tired traveler rushing his way in the desert.

Suddenly, his eyes went dark, and he passed out.

Luo Fengtang stretched out his hand to support Yang Huaming, and called out 'fourth uncle', but Yang Huaming didn't respond at all.

"Painted out." He said to Yang Ruoqing, and then leaned over and put Yang Huaming on his back, striding towards Yang Ruoqing and Liu Shi.

"Go down the mountain!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, and helped Liu Shi who didn't dare to lift her head, "Let's go back."

Liu's body was shaking, "I, my legs are weak, I feel like I'm about to faint..."

Yang Ruoqing twitched the corner of her mouth, and directly took away the hand supporting Liu Shi.

"I can't carry you. If you faint, then sleep here tonight, and walk back to the village when you wake up tomorrow!" Yang Ruoqing said.

As soon as he said what he said, he threw his hand away, and Liu Shi fell to the ground with a thud.

Yang Ruoqing started to leave, Liu rushed forward and hugged Yang Ruoqing's leg, "Don't, don't, don't leave me, I can walk by myself."

She quickly got up from the ground, stuck to Yang Ruoqing like a piece of brown candy, and stumbled down the mountain.

By the river below the mountain, Lao Yangtou and the others were already waiting there.

From a distance, two torches were seen shaking.

Seeing the flames, Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Liu Shi, "Okay, it's safe, my grandfather and the others are here."

Hearing this, Liu-shi dared to raise his head. Seeing Old Yangtou and Yang Huazhong, Liu's trembling improved a little.

As for Old Yangtou and the others, they also saw Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang who were coming down the mountain, so they rushed over to meet them.

Seeing that one of the couple was in a coma and the other was terrified, Lao Yang only asked, "Where did you find it?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Jiang Jiapo."

Old Yang's face changed, he raised his head and glanced in Jiangjiapo's direction, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly said: "Go home first, if you have anything to say, go home and talk about it."

Everyone left, Yang Huazhong said: "Father, why don't you go?"

Old Yang said: "You go ahead, I'll cut back."

Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment, turned around and left without thinking much.

Old Yangtou turned his head to look in Jiangjiapo's direction again, sighed, turned around and followed the crowd to the village.

When they arrived at the old house, they poured two mouthfuls of Shaodaozi wine for Yang Huaming, and washed his face with hot water. After a while, Yang Huaming coughed twice and opened his eyes.

His face was pale, and because of the two burning knives, his face was stained with a strange flush.

His eyes were a little erratic, and he was a little demented.

Especially seeing that the room was brightly lit and surrounded by so many people in front of him, the old man's face was in front of him. The old man was full of worry, and he raised his hand to touch Yang Huaming's head and asked him: "Old man Four, how are you?"

Yang Huaming let out a 'wow', and suddenly grinned and began to cry.

(End of this chapter)