My ghost wives all want to kill me?

"OK, boss, be careful."

After hanging up the phone, Li Gui cautiously held the ghost-killing knife and slowly pushed the door open.

But the door panel only moved outward less than two centimeters before it was blocked by something.

Leaning against the wall warily, Li Gui lay at the crack of the door and looked out. The strange paper man just now was gone, and there was only a white notice on the ground. The words on it could not be seen clearly because the outside environment was too dark.

But it's not far from the door, so I should be able to move it over with the Demon Killing Sword.

"Wang Dingfeng said that after the outbreak of the plague, many people moved away from this village, leaving only some lonely old people without anyone to look after them. In addition, the entire village has traffic congestion and a remote location. I am afraid that in the past few decades, Over time, as the old people in the original village passed away one by one, this place has long since become a veritable deserted village. If you open a canteen in such a village and still haven't left, I'm afraid there is something wrong with the so-called old man Zhao himself."

With great effort, he stretched out the broken blade of the ghost-killing knife and hooked the notice outside to the crack of the door. Li Gui knelt down again and used the same method to move the white notice into the house.

Picking up the notice and turning on the flashlight, the text on the yellow paper was in traditional Chinese and was written with a brush. It looked very neat.

Dear fellow citizens:

Zhao Wancai from the canteen was found dead in his house on June 2015, 6 due to lung cancer. Although this person was not a local villager in Huailiu Village, he also contributed a lot to the village. Dr. Jia and I discussed Afterwards, it was decided to bury him in the back mountain, and the burial time was chosen to be an auspicious day, which is eight o'clock in the morning seven days later. At that time, Master Wang will perform the ritual and open the altar, and we sincerely invite all the villagers to be present to witness it.

kowtow.

Village Chief Liu on June 2015, 6

"Old man Zhao died seven years ago, so why did he come back today and agree to my request to stay overnight?"

He frowned in confusion. Combining the announcement and the information Wang Dingfeng told him, Li Gui probably had a new understanding of the backwardness and conservatism of this village.

After a foreigner dies, if he wants to be buried in the village, he needs to be approved by the village chief and a person named Doctor Wang.

Before the burial, a good and auspicious day must be selected, and a mage must be invited to open an altar to perform the rituals and notify the whole village to witness it.

What will happen to those who die before the time comes?

Just put it in the coffin and let it rot?

Not quite understanding this ancient bad habit, Li Gui put the notice back on the ground and tried pulling the door but it still couldn't be opened.

There were no windows in the house, and there was only a wooden door for entry and exit. Zhao Wancai and he were strangers, so there was no need to harm him.

Before entering the house, the man said that today is the Winter Clothes Festival and the door to hell is open.

Could it be that Zhao Wancai was worried that I would be in danger if I went out, so he locked the door?

To ensure my safety?

"If this is really the case, then Zhao Wancai may not have realized that he is dead. The action of locking the door may still be a subconscious behavior as a canteen owner, worried that the overnight stayers will be disobedient."

Standing at the door, Li Gui remembered that he had seen a post popularizing folklore, which recorded similar things.

If a living person dies and is not buried in time and no one pays tribute to him or mourns him, the deceased soul will not know that he is dead and will think that he is still alive in this world and repeat the actions he performed during his lifetime.

Unless someone tells him face to face, or burns a stick of incense for this person to save his soul, then this wandering lonely soul will be freed.

Li Gui didn't know if Zhao Wancai's soul was in the same situation, so he agreed to his request to stay overnight when he found him.

But after he learned a true situation in the entire village, he decided to go to the Ye family mansion tonight to find out.

As for why it had to be now, he had his own considerations.

"Tonight, on Winter Clothes Day, the door to hell will open, and Xie Ran's mother may come back. To be on the safe side, it's better to go over and investigate now."

After making up his mind, Li Gui inserted the ghost-killing knife into the crack of the door and began to pry it open little by little.

The wide and thick blade of the large knife bends little by little under the principle of leverage.

There was a sound of cracking wooden boards coming from outside the door.

The door shook slightly, and a lot of dust fell.

Finally, just when Li Gui thought he could no longer hold on to the Ghost Killing Sword and was about to give up, there was a loud bang on the door and he successfully pried it open.

The cold wind blew in, and on the eve of rain, the stars and moon above were completely blocked, making it even darker than when he entered the village.

After looking at the ghost-killing knife and finding no damage, Li Gui first used a flashlight to shine in the first room next door.

The door had not been opened, and no figure of Zhao Wancai or the strange paper man appeared in the corridor. Everything remained as it was when he entered the room.

"Why did Zhao Wancai react so strongly to the Ye family mansion after his death? The destruction of the Ye family mansion happened 40 years ago. He was probably not in the village at the time. Did he know something later?"

Returning to the house, Li Gui packed his backpack and Xiaobai, and after making sure that nothing else was missing in the house, he started walking towards the first floor of the brick house.

When passing by the next room, he also tried to push the door, but it did not open and seemed to be locked.

The corridor going down was still extremely dark. Li Gui slowed down, leaned his back against the wall, and moved closer to the living room on the first floor.

Soon he reached the corner of the stairs and noticed that a female paper figure wearing a green and red shroud had appeared at the entrance of the corridor below.

She had two round buns on her hair, and her lips and cheeks were exactly the same as the paper doll Li Gui saw on the second floor.

They all applied a layer of pink foundation and rouge, but this decorative cosmetic did not look good at this time.

On the contrary, the paper man's too pale face looked extremely strange.

What's even more strange is that a disgusting black liquid seems to be flowing out of the paper man's eyes and lips.

The corners of the mouth that were originally staged looked more like crying amid the strange tear stains.

She was standing on the right side of the stairs, leaning against the wall, raising one hand and pointing to the door where Li Gui came in.

It was unlocked and wide open, leaking out the dark environment outside.

There was no moonlight, and the cold wind coming in from time to time made people feel that there were many invisible figures in the entire living room on the first floor at this time.

"Could it be that my act of breaking open the door to force him out made Zhao Wancai angry?"

His expression was not very good. Without the protection of his wives, Li Gui returned to a state of isolation and helplessness.

After hesitating for a while, he put the ghost-killing knife on his chest, leaned on the handrail on the left side of the ladder, and slowly moved down.

Chapter 223 The Ye Family Mansion

The flashlight light, as the distance got closer, gradually clearly reflected the paper man's unattractive cheeks.

There is no life at all, and the black substance on the face, although it makes people feel scary when viewed from a distance, it also makes the whole paper man lose a sense of life, and after looking at it for a long time, it feels like nothing.

"This is not leaked yet."

I tried touching the face of the paper man with my hand, but nothing was left on my hand.

Li Gui came to the living room and glanced at the posthumous photo of Zhao Wancai hanging on the wall in front of the coffin. He bowed without stopping too much. He took the ghost-killing knife and left the canteen behind him.

Just when he had just crossed the threshold, the door behind him slammed shut.

It seems that Zhao Wancai does not welcome such rude guests.

"I seem to have forgotten to pay the money. I wonder if the debt owed to the deceased will be affected?"

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"The village is not very big. I almost walked to one side. I guess I can see the legendary Ye family mansion if I go further."

After everything is done, turn around.

The street lights at the door of the red brick house have been quietly extinguished. There is no light in the entire village, and the moon in the sky seems to be covered by black clouds.

The cold wind blew across from time to time, and together with the occasional flash of thunder and loud noise in the sky, the entire dull environment announced that a heavy rain was coming.

"The old lady Qijin who burned paper money for herself, and Zhao Wancai who went home to do business. These two long-dead people appeared in the village, which means that if there is a ghost gate, it will definitely be there when I enter the village. It had been opened before, and I guess the guy who ran away with the quilt before saw something unclean."

He took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was only 22 o'clock in the evening. Li Gui held the ghost-killing knife tightly and walked cautiously towards the depths of the village.

In the entire village, so far, he has not seen a real living person, and tonight is a cold clothes festival where ghosts are open. Although he cannot be sure whether it is true or false, he still needs to stay vigilant.

Li Gui guessed that there would be many dangers on the way to the Ye family mansion.

However, what surprised him slightly was that after walking for more than ten minutes, he was almost at the end of the village, and nothing strange happened around him.

"It's not like there was a plague in this village 40 years ago and many people died. Why is it so safe?"

Still on full alert, Li Gui's hand holding the ghost-killing sword was almost frozen by the cold wind.

When the blood flow is slow, if there is any danger, it is very likely that we will not be able to respond in time.

"Are these people not worried about anything at all, or is there someone in the whole village that they won't dare to approach after they die?"

"If it is really the second case, then why are Zhao Wancai and the old lady Qijin fine?"

He quickened his pace slightly and walked for a few more minutes. There was no more buildings for quite a while. If it weren't for the wide dirt road that was still extending forward, Li Guidu thought he had reached the outside of the village.

Light rain began to fall silently in the sky, and the light of the flashlight began to dim. After walking for several minutes, Li Gui finally saw a majestic building at the end of the village road.

"This is a bit too big."

Li Gui trotted over directly, and the corners of Li Gui's mouth twitched slightly.

It was the first time I saw the extravagance and luxury of wealthy families in ancient times.

The wall at the entrance alone is several hundred meters wide. When entering the village, the dirt road that was originally thought to be wide became like a tree-lined path in front of the wall.

The entire wall is about two meters high. At the end of the ceramic corridor is the hanging flower door of the mansion.

The door is ajar and unlocked. If you get closer, you can see the small courtyard inside the crack of the door.

"That's a little not good."

The greater the environment, the more difficult it is to find the location of Miran's biological mother, Ye Xiaoxuan.

There had been a massacre in the entire Ye family mansion. Although the murderer seemed to have been caught later, it was difficult to guarantee the safety of the house.

And regarding the records of the case at that time, Li Gui, who had just taken the time to read the original article, also felt a little strange.

The motive for the murder and the subsequent treatment of the murderer are not recorded, leaving people feeling confused.

"Let's go in and have a look."

Although it has been abandoned for a long time, the wall outside the mansion is still not damaged. The white wall only leaves the mottled traces naturally formed by the years. There are many willow and locust trees planted on both sides of the road.

But because no one took care of them, the lush branches and leaves have grown into the yard.

The branches swayed in the wind, like monsters stretching into the courtyard, baring their teeth and claws.

The gate is on the right side of the wall and is not locked. It can be pushed open easily with a creaking sound.

After crossing the knee-height threshold, the design inside the wall is somewhat similar to that of a courtyard house in Beijing. There is also a smaller wall inside, and you can see some of the roofs of the buildings inside.

The place you enter can only be regarded as the front yard of the entire mansion. The gravel path extends to the second wooden door. There are two large happy characters on the door, and there are two mottled stone lions on the left and right sides.

There are many flowers and plants planted in the entire front yard, but most of them are dead. There is also a stone well in the corner near the inner wall.

There was a wooden board placed on top of the stone well. On the wooden board, I didn't know what was placed, so I couldn't see clearly.

In addition, Li Gui also found some white banknotes scattered throughout the front lawn.

These white banknotes are often covered with a thin layer of red satin.

The combination of red and white looks very strange.

"White banknotes, red satin, isn't this a form of underworld marriage in ancient times?"

Li Gui walked up to a piece of silk and rubbed it in his hand curiously.

The silk and satin were very clean, as if they were newly bought, but most of the white paper money underneath had been corroded into the soil by wind and rain.

"In the Ye family mansion, someone died and got married in the dark?"

Li Gui was not sure when he met someone of the same kind. Looking at the two words "happy" on the door, he felt very ironic inexplicably.

Putting the silk satin back to its original place, Li Gui walked to the deep well.

The wellhead is surrounded by stone bricks, and a thin layer of moss has grown in the gaps between each stone brick at some locations at the wellhead.

There are also traces of being polished by something. There is no weed growing around the well mouth, and even the ground is covered with sand.

As the distance got closer, Li Gui finally saw what was on the wooden board at the mouth of the well.

Three black and rusty copper coins were stacked together to form a small tower.

"Why are copper coins pressed at the mouth of the well?"

Chapter 224 West Wing Room