I have a volume of human scriptures

Chapter 46

Yu Chen saw this scene, and his face slowly darkened.

At this moment, he finally understood.

——I heard from the corpse mover before that the things that the silly boy Wang Ling gave to the woman were seen by Wang Ling's workmates in pawnshops and markets.

Later, when he knew that this woman was Wang Ling's empress, Yu Chen also thought about it for a moment.

But if those wood carvings were given to his mother by Wang Ling, and his mother has been dead for many years, how could he sell these wood carvings?
What's more, holding the Human Sutra in your hand, you can see ghosts in your eyes.

Yu Chen didn't find anything supernatural on Li Qiu'e's grave, that is to say, Li Qiu'e was not a ghost.

So it is right to assume that the worker got it wrong, or spread rumors, and three people became tigers.

But until now, he didn't know what was going on!
Good guy!
It turns out that all the things that the silly son Wang Ling gave to his mother over the years were all sold by this treacherous weasel-like grave keeper!

For so many years, Yu Chen also visited the graves in Qingfengling, but no matter how poor he was, he never thought about the incense sticks of the dead.

On the contrary, the colleague of Mingyueling in front of me, with such a huge reward, is doing such an act of insulting the dead!

It's really... courageous!

And over there, at Li Qiu'e's grave, the gravekeeper didn't realize that under the darkness of the wall, there were eyes staring at him.

At this moment, holding the wood carving in his hand, he felt cold all over his body!

——Silly boy Wang Ling often gave her mother some things, the gravekeeper knew about it, and most of these things were hacked by him.

Those woodcarvings and jewelry were also sold to the market in the county town.

When we came together today, he saw another wooden sculpture on Li Qiu'e's grave, so he subconsciously picked it up, planning to go down the mountain and sell it sometime.

But when he held the wood carving, the cold touch stimulated his palm.

The tomb guard suddenly remembered!
——Wang Ling, the idiot son of the Wang family, wasn't he carried up the mountain to be buried early this morning?
Who sent the woodcarving? !
The gravekeeper swallowed, his face turned pale, and he glanced at the tombstone where Wang Ling was buried in his memory.

——Not far away, in the same area as the tomb of the Wang family, on the cold tombstone, there is a portrait of that seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy smiling silly!

If you want to talk about ghosts and gods, scaring yourself is the scariest thing.

No, in the eyes of the grave guards, the originally innocent and silly smile on Wang Ling's portrait suddenly became extremely eerie!
Just like that evil ghost who is demanding his life, he is about to come out ferociously!

At that moment, the tomb guard froze.

He has guarded the tomb for more than 20 years, and has never seen any ghosts, and he has long since disbelieved in those things.

Even if there was a lot of ghost stories in the city before, the grave guards didn't care.

Judging from his experience of visiting graves for more than 20 years, there are no ghosts in this world!

Otherwise, with a tomb as big as Mingyue Mausoleum, why haven't you seen a single ghost?

But today, he seems to be a big girl getting on a sedan chair—this is his first time!

"Should...it should be... that idiot sent it before he died, right? We forgot to pick it up?" After a long time, the grave guard wiped off his cold sweat, tried to calm down, and said to himself, "Besides, that idiot Stupid to a mess, that brain, even if it is a ghost, is it still a fool?"

After taking a deep breath, the tomb guard relaxed a little.

He comforted himself, probably he was too suspicious.

If there are really ghosts and gods in this world, then why didn't he come to him after taking so many tributes from Li Qiu'e?

No ghosts!
There are no ghosts in this world!
After thinking about it, he patted his chest, the gravekeeper comforted himself, and then prepared to go back to the room at the door.

But at the moment he turned around, a gust of wind blew from behind!
It made him shiver all over!
Two battles!

Trembling, stiffly, he turned his head.

At that moment, the tomb guard suffered a cardiac arrest!

I saw a figure appearing in front of the grave of that silly son Wang Ling at some unknown time!
His feet were floating and didn't touch the ground, his face was pale, but his lips were bleeding red, and his pair of dark eyes were like a cold ice cellar!

What's even more frightening is that he's still laughing!

Smiling silly, it's exactly the same as that on the tombstone!
—— Wang Ling!
Almost at first glance, the gravekeeper recognized it!

Who else could this be?
Isn't he the foolish son of the Wang family who was choked to death early this morning?
Got it!
What a ghost!

The tomb guard's teeth were chattering, he was holding the wooden carving in his hand, and wanted to run, but his calf was weak and he couldn't run!
At this moment, the ghost of Wang Ling spoke.

The voice is cold, as if it came from underground,

"My... woodcarving..."

"My... woodcarving..."

"I gave it to my mother... woodcarving..."

The hoarse and cold voice was heard in the ears of the tomb guard, and it made his head buzz and his back felt cold, like falling into an ice cellar!

Where else do you care?
Immediately, he dropped the wooden carving, dragged his trembling legs, rolled and crawled, and ran out of the cemetery!
In the cemetery, the ghost of the foolish son Wang Ling had just reappeared as Yu Chen.

——Wang Ling's ghost had already crossed the river, and it was Yu Chen who frightened the tomb keeper with his facial makeup.

He gently picked up the wood carvings on the ground, placed them in front of Li Qiu'e's grave, and then went down the mountain.

He also said that the tomb guard ran all the way from Mingyue Mausoleum to the county seat, and in the crowded night market, he grabbed an officer and shouted!
"ghost!"

"Damn it!"

"The foolish son of the Wang family has turned into a ghost! He wants to kill us! He wants to kill us!"

Many people recognized the tomb keeper at a glance, but they didn't know what he was talking about.

When the officers and soldiers asked, the tomb guard panicked and told about seeing Wang Ling's ghost.

Such a bizarre experience naturally made many people around stop and watch, watching the excitement!

But the officers and soldiers were also puzzled, so they asked, why did Wang Ling's ghost kill you as a tomb keeper?
After hearing this, the tomb keeper didn't care too much, and he talked about the tributes that Wang Ling sent, and the fact that he stole them and sold them!
Finally, ask officers and soldiers to protect him!

But the officers and soldiers and many common people saw that there was nothing behind the tomb guard. Where could there be any eerie ghosts?
Coupled with the exposure of his disgusting behavior, no one wants to talk to him.

So, the tomb guard had no choice but to find an inn to stay in when he was terrified, and said that he would not go back to the Mingyue Tomb.

The next day, this matter spread more and more in the Weishui River, and it reached the ears of many dignitaries and dignitaries, who were immediately furious!
——The people buried in the Mingyue Mausoleum are all their ancestors. How dare the keeper of the tomb be greedy for the tribute of the dead? Is this tolerable?

If you dare to steal tribute today, are you going to dig someone's ancestral grave tomorrow?

Immediately, everyone united to put pressure on the yamen, and the arresting house sent out arresters to arrest the shivering tomb guard who hadn't dared to sleep all night, and punished him for theft!
His life was ruined.

And with the return of the tomb keeper, the matter of the idiot Wang Ling was also exposed.

The matter of ghosts is still uncertain, but what he has done these years has been clearly known!

Only then did people realize that this stupid young man who has been "deeply in love" for several years is not some kind of infatuated and resentful licking dog, but a dutiful son!

Later, such a story was naturally taken by the storyteller and written as a plot.

It is said that the stupid son of the Wang family has a mental disorder, but the sincerity of filial piety is shocking.

As for the tomb keeper, of course he just criticized lightly, he deserved it!
　Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket everyone! ! ORZ
　　
　
(End of this chapter)