At the moment, someone passed in the street. The old man seemed afraid that Lan Xiaoying would molest him again and hurried home. We looked back and inquired about the way to the cemetery. After walking hundreds of meters out of the west of the village, we saw a desolate hill covered with graves. Indeed, as the old man said, he recognized the two tombs surrounded by stones at a glance.

LAN Xiaoying couldn't wait to run to the grave and said with tears, "why do you want to surround the grave with stones? Is it with any malicious intention?"

I still knew this situation, so I explained to her: "there is a rule in Shiyan village that foreign residents are widows with children. After death, although they can be buried in the cemetery, they should be separated by stones. First, it shows that they are not from the village. Second, because there are no descendants, their ghosts are not allowed to steal the sacrifices before others divide their heads. Third, in case someone comes to look for relatives, this is also an obvious sign. "

LAN Xiaoying nodded gently, sat in front of the grave and asked, "will the stone affect the grave?"

I squatted down and replied, "no, as long as no one does hands and feet, it has nothing to do with Feng Shui."

"Dad... Mom..." Lan Xiaoying cried.

I immediately stopped her and said, "wait a minute. Don't cry at the grave. Let's say whether you are LAN Shenglong's granddaughter has not been further confirmed, let alone whether your parents and grandma are buried in this grave. There is a taboo among the people. Crying at the wrong grave will cause trouble for yourself. What's more, you are a psychic woman. Don't you have a headache when you are entangled by a dead ghost? "

LAN Xiaoying turned back to wipe her tears and said, "I just want them to pester me so that I can ask the truth."

"Don't be hard spoken..."

"Your mouth is hard. Can you have a rest and not be tired?" LAN Xiaoying squinted at me.

"..." I was speechless.

LAN Xiaoying turned her head and burst into tears. Although she didn't cry anymore, she could see that she still regarded the owner of the grave as a relative.

When she wept silently, some people went into the cemetery to worship their relatives. The girl and I winked to avoid misunderstanding, so we got up and walked outside the grave. But she looked back step by step, as if she would never see her again. Suddenly she pulled my arm, my heart said what, looked back.

I saw a young man in his early twenties walking to the grave surrounded by stones and burning paper money. I couldn't help but be stunned. Was this a kind-hearted sacrifice for LAN Xiaoying's relatives, or did I recognize the wrong grave?

LAN Xiaoying shook her head and walked back. She walked behind the young man, patted each other on the shoulder and asked, "excuse me, is this your relative's grave?"

The young man turned back and nodded with a misty face.

"Your last name is Lan?" LAN Xiaoying's eyes are full of doubts.

He first nodded, then shook his head, but then asked us, "who are you? Why are you asking?"

In the face of the young man's questioning expression, we really can't answer. Say these two graves are LAN Xiaoying's relatives, but there is no evidence at all. And they don't know the real identity of the owner of this grave. What if the old man lied to us?

I turned my eyes and said, "brother, here's the thing. We came from Huangyu city. We learned from the older generation that there was a relative named LAN Wazi who came to his grave to worship before the Chinese New Year's day. Just now I inquired in the village. His grave was surrounded by stones. Is this it? "

The young man suddenly said, "so it is. My surname is not LAN, because when I was young, I was saved by my godfather and became his godson. But he didn't remember at that time. His whole family died. In those years, our family helped to raise coffin money for the burial of Godfather and godmother. I would burn paper money in front of the grave every festival. "

This is Lan Xiaoying's brother. His parents must know more about LAN Wazi.

LAN Xiaoying immediately looked very excited and said to the young man, "what's your name? Are your parents alive? Take me to them. "

The young man was stunned again: "what's your relationship with my godfather?"

LAN Xiaoying was about to speak. I said first, "she is your Godfather and niece."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" The young man smiled, "my name is Ye Yunpeng. My father died of illness years ago, and my mother is still alive. Go and meet my mother. We are still relatives. "

On the way back to the village, ye Yunpeng asked briefly. Ye Yunpeng didn't know much about LAN Wazi. He only knew that he had just been born and had a strange disease. LAN Wazi took him to the county hospital in the middle of the night in a pouring rain, which saved his life. Since then, his parents were very grateful and asked him to be the dry son of lanwazi. Who knows, before long, lanwazi's family died suddenly, and a daughter over one year old disappeared strangely.

Not long after, we went into the village and came to his house. His mother is only about forty and looks quite young. Her name is Zheng Chunhua, so we call her aunt Hua.

Aunt Hua seemed to know something about LAN Wazi, so when she heard that Lan Xiaoying's blue was the blue of the blue sky, she nodded and was very warm to us. After some polite remarks, LAN Xiaoying asked about LAN Wazi's real situation. Aunt Hua asked Ye Yunpeng to go out and plug in the door and told him to go back to his house. He was not allowed to come to this house. Obviously, these things are strange. She doesn't want her son to know too much.

After her son went out, aunt Hua sighed and said. At first, she didn't know LAN Wazi's background. She only knew that he was a young widow. She took him to Yehe village and survived hard. Until that day, after he saved his son and recognized his close relatives, lanwazi and ye Yunpeng's father drank too much and told the truth. Their mother and son were forced to remain anonymous and settled in Yehe villa because their family was cursed.

But I told the secret. Within a few days, the lanwazi family died strangely. She didn't dare to look at it at that time. She heard Ye Yunpeng's father say that the three people knelt on the ground, their eyes stared very big, and their faces were printed with a pattern like an electric symbol. Besides, I didn't find any trauma on my body. Lanwazi's daughter, more than one year old, was not found anywhere. Everyone speculated that she might also be dead.

Many years later, ye Yunpeng's father drank with a neighbor. After drinking too much, the man suddenly talked about LAN Wazi's death. That night, the man was also drinking outside. When he came home, he saw old Huang running out of lanwazi's house. He seemed to hold something in his arms. The next day, he heard that lanwazi's family had bad luck. Because the man was drunk the night before, he didn't remember clearly whether he met Lao Huang, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Lao Huang is a small-minded man. Everyone knows that he knows magic and no one dares to provoke him. The man has always rotted it in his stomach. But people who drink know that they don't say anything unless they are drunk. When they are drunk, they don't know what kind of ancestral graves will be dug up.

Ye Yunpeng's father was an upright man. The next day he went to Lao Huang to ask about it. Of course, Lao Huang refused to admit it. Because there was no evidence, ye Yunpeng's father was helpless. But since then, ye Yunpeng's father has contracted a strange disease. He often coughs in the middle of the night. When he coughs, he spits out a lot of blood. The major hospitals ran all over the country and couldn't find any cause. They dragged on for a few years and finally gave up and returned to the West years ago. He was 44 when he died.

The girl and I looked at each other and knew that this was Lao Huang's poisonous hand. Years ago, he was still alive. After sending Ye Yunpeng's father on the road, he also suffered retribution and died in Huangyu city at the beginning of this year.

LAN Xiaoying asked Lao Huang who else was there? Aunt Hua said with a trace of resentment that this man had done countless harm to heaven and justice. He didn't give birth to a man and a half until he died. Now there is only an old widow in his family.