My ghost wives all want to kill me?

Picking up the flashlight, Li Gui discovered that there was actually a small happy word on the back of the white candle standing in front of the bronze mirror. Combined with the rouge and gouache scattered on the table and the letter just now, it made people look at it for a while. Sad.

"If I hadn't gotten Yiyi's help at that time, would I have ended up like this?"

As the distance got closer, I could barely see my own face in the bronze mirror.

Among the blurry figures, apart from him, there seemed to be another woman's figure at the door.

"Ok?"

But when Li Gui found out and turned around, there was nothing.

Only the wooden box on the left side of the door was opened again for some unknown reason.

……

ps: The situation is a little better today. The fever has gone down, but I still keep coughing. If possible, I will update another chapter tonight. Thank you for your concern.

Chapter 226 East Wing

"Did someone else take away the embroidered shoes just now?"

The sudden vision made Li Gui panic. He walked into the door, looked at the empty wooden box, and looked outside the west wing uncertainly.

It was still the same verandah he had taken when he came, leading to the main house on the left and the gate and the east wing on the right. Under the rolling thunderstorm, the leaves of the locust trees swayed, and the occasional flash of lightning still flashed a dead silence.

"If it's not a human being, it can only be the previous owner of the embroidered shoes, the girl named Yin Mengyi."

After closing the wooden box again and checking that no other clues were left in the house, Li Gui took a flashlight and a ghost-killing knife and left the west wing on the left side of the door.

There were some signs of decay on the wooden pillars on one side of the verandah, and there were two white paper lanterns hanging on both sides of the main door. When he first entered the front yard, Li Gui was too far away to see them now.

"Yin Mengyi's letter also said that when her grandparents sent her away, their faces were full of sorrow, but they still agreed to the Ye family's behavior of using their granddaughter for a ghost marriage. It is estimated that the people who went to the Ye family to recruit relatives at that time used What coercion was used to force Yin Mengyi’s family to agree.”

The entire verandah corridor is about five or six centimeters from the front yard where the locust trees are planted. There are wooden boards below. Many of the wooden boards have rotted due to years of disrepair. When you step on them, you will hear a strange creaking sound. .

The second courtyard occupies a large area, and Li Gui's flashlight cannot clearly see the entire area at once. In the heavy rain, the occasional cold wind blows and creaks in the door panel somewhere, and the main room is tightly closed. The door of the west wing suddenly closed, revealing the darkness of the east wing ahead.

They all irritated Li Gui's nerves all the time, fearing that a terrifying monster would suddenly emerge from the darkness.

"The decoration of the east wing seems a bit crude."

However, fortunately, there were no sudden dangers along the way, only a depressing atmosphere that kept spreading around him.

The area of ​​the east wing is a little larger than that of the west wing, but not much larger. If Li Gui hadn't observed it carefully, he wouldn't have noticed it.

Unlike the west wing, the east wing has two doors for entry and exit. The upper part of the door is covered by thick oil paper, and the lower part has a very low threshold.

The red paint has faded, revealing traces of termites eating away at the wood. There are no windows in the entire wing.

It doesn't look like it's ready for people to live in.

The door was unlocked, and the two closed doors could easily be pushed open.

"Some of the locks here seem to have been vandalized. Are they the archaeologists Wang Dingfeng mentioned?"

Muttering to himself, Li Gui pushed the wooden board away. The moment he saw the items in the room, Li Gui's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and he shuddered.

Facing the door is a portrait of Avalokitesvara seeking children. On the altar below, there are many fruits, candles, and valuables.

It's just that most of the tributes have rotted away due to time.

In front of the altar is a small table with three small benches around it.

On the far right side of the room was a stove made of loess, and on the far left side was the item that made Li Gui sweat.

It was funeral supplies piled all over the floor.

Wreaths, elegiac couplets, paper figures, funeral candles, ghost coins, unnamed tablets, etc., were all crowded on the left side of the entire east wing. Among them were several white paper figures with hard eyes. In a flash of light, they just happened to He looked at Li Gui at the door.

"With so many funeral supplies, could it be that someone died after the wedding was held in the Ye family mansion... But why are there no names on the tablets?"

After calming his young mind a little, Li Gui crossed the low threshold. The first time he walked in, he looked above his head and around him.

The top is a grid made of wooden frames. Through the gaps between the grids, you can see the double-slope roof made of logs. It has been soaked by rain in a large area, and there is still dripping in some places. The sound of rain.

The walls around the wing are all made of wooden boards, and there are already large areas of mold and signs of decay, making people worried that the entire house will lose its foundation and collapse.

"But the floor of the entire house is close to the soil, which is relatively solid and will not hang in the air."

For the time being, Li Gui approached the kitchen counter on the right side of the wing and the place where funeral supplies were piled on the left. He planned to wait until he was sure there was no danger before going to check.

There are two large iron pots on the left and right sides of the stove with piles of loess. The tops are covered with heavy wooden lids. Below the big pots are two stoves. There is also a ventilation vent made of bamboo tubes and soil on the innermost side. Mouth, good for clearing oil fumes.

Putting the flashlight aside, he opened the wooden lids on the iron pots one by one. The first pot was empty, but the second pot contained moldy, black and smelly food.

There are even faint traces of green and white fluff spreading toward the outside of the pot mouth.

"According to the document Wang Dingfeng found, everyone in the Ye family mansion was poisoned and killed by their eldest daughter Ye Mengliu. The food in the pot has not been finished yet. Could it be that this food The poison inside?"

Documentary records of such remote villages are very few and not detailed at all. Li Gui could only rely on his own speculation to get closer to the truth of 40 years little by little.

He dipped his hand into some of the moldy and smelly sticky stuff in the pot, put it to the tip of his nose and asked gently.

In less than a second, he rubbed his fingers on the stove with a weird expression until he scraped the disgusting thing clean.

It had been too long, and he couldn't smell anything. The only smell that filled his nose was the smell of smelly socks that had been there for several weeks and the smell of athlete's foot soaked in white vinegar.

There was no way to tell whether the food was poisoned or not.

"Let's see if there are any clues about my mother-in-law first. It won't be too late to ask Ye Xiaoxuan when I see her."

After closing the lid of the pot, Li Gui picked up the flashlight on the side and looked in the wood stove under the two iron pots just in case.

The stove used to burn firewood was very large and deep. It was surrounded by lumps of soil that had been smoked by firewood for a long time and turned into pitch black. Below it was a thick layer of firewood cinders.

Li Hui returned and dug through the two layers of ashes with his ghost-killing knife. Only after he was sure that there were no missing clues in the whole stove, he turned around with satisfaction.

But as soon as the light of the flashlight hit the face of the funeral objects behind him, all the hair on Li Gui's body stood upside down. The white paper figures piled up on the left and right sides all turned their heads to look at him at some point.

It was obviously a kind smile of a boy and a girl, but now it looked particularly creepy.

Boom! !

Outside the door, another flash of lightning mixed with thunder flashed, and he couldn't help but swallowed when the gazes of many paper figures gathered.

"Xiao Bai, do you resentful spirits have the habit of peeping?"

Of course there was no answer, and Li Gui didn't expect Xiaobai to jump out to protect him at this time. After hesitating for a while, he still walked over with the ghost-killing knife.

Chapter 227 The power of working people

He was not surprised why the small table in front of him suddenly appeared in the east wing.

In some remote or relatively backward mountainous areas, there is still a bad habit of women and children having to avoid others and set up a small table to eat by themselves.

Compared with the behavior of driving piles in the Ye family mansion and holding ghost marriages, this discovery is not surprising.

There was nothing special found around the wooden table and three benches. The focus of the east wing was still the pile of funerary items.

"Prepare so many funeral supplies. In addition to the dead eldest son mentioned in the letter, is there someone else dying in the Ye family mansion?"

There are a lot of funeral items piled up, and it would take too much time to check them thoroughly.

The purpose of Li Gui's visit this time was just to meet Ye Xiaoxuan, who committed suicide by hanging in the Ye family mansion 20 years ago.

So in fact, when he first realized that the east wing was unlikely to be used for living, he already had the idea of ​​​​retreating and directly investigating the main room.

The reason why I finally decided to do a simple search was because I wanted to see if there was any information about Ye Xiaoxuan in the wing.

After all, the main house of the Ye family mansion covers a large area and most likely contains multiple rooms. If you enter without knowing anything, it will be very troublesome to search.

"Currently, only four people are known to have lived in the mansion, but the specific time period of these people's existence is unclear."

With a ghost-killing knife in one hand and a flashlight in the other, Li Gui stood in front of the unnamed tablet. There was a wreath, two paper figures, and an elegiac couplet symmetrically on the left and right sides.

The nameless tablet is placed on a medium-sized altar. There are incense burners, paper money and incense prepared underneath, but they have not been used.

There is also a strange little drum placed under the table. Next to the little drum, at the corner of the table, there is also a huge blue and white porcelain vase.

"I really wish I had seen this drum somewhere."

If paper figures, wreaths, tablets, ghost coins, and elegiac couplets all belong to the same category, then the appearance of the small drum and the blue and white porcelain vase in this pile of items seems a bit strange.

The white drum surface is painted with some pictures of women dancing. The rim of the drum is nailed to the top of the drum body with iron nails. It is surrounded by bright red colors. Occasionally, some strange human faces appear in the patterns all over the drum body.

Unlike the dusty objects around it, this little drum has no traces left over from the changes of time, and the color is still bright. Although it is not beautiful, it is by no means defeated.

Li Gui, who held the snare drum in his hand, always felt that there was something strange about this snare drum.

"This...is Sister's drum, right?"

After staring at the white drum head for a long time, Li Gui judged it in an uncertain but creepy tone.

The so-called Ajie drum is actually a human skin drum, which was used to worship gods in the old society. It is said that the sound of this drum can connect life and death and transcend reincarnation.

The drumhead of this kind of sister drum is made of the human skin of a girl, and it is best to be a mute girl who has not been in love. If she is not mute, the girl's tongue will be cut out first, and then the girl's tongue will be cut off. The girl's skin was skinned alive and then used to make a sister drum.

What Li Gui can't understand is that this kind of Ajie drum is generally a product that only existed during the serf period of Tibet. Why does it appear here?

"Could there be other guests visiting the Ye family mansion before... What's the point of preparing such a drum?"

Putting the human skin drum back on the table, Li Gui picked up the flashlight and looked at the blue and white porcelain vase beside him.

The eyes of the paper figures on the left and right turned around again at some point, looking at him standing in the middle.

"Don't look secretly. Be honest. By the way, I can also ask Ye Xiaoxuan what her status is in the Ye family mansion."

After facing these weird smiling paper figures for a long time, Li Gui threw away the fear in his heart at first.

These resentful spirits don't seem to have any desire to attack. They are frightening at most, and you will get used to them after a long time.

Ignoring him, the paper figures on the left and right still maintained their dead looks. Li Gui didn't pay much attention to them, and came to the blue and white porcelain vase with a flashlight.

This porcelain vase is very large, reaching the height of his waist. There is not much decoration on the outside, just a layer of light azure color without any patterns.

The mouth of the bottle was almost as big as his two fists. In the dark depths illuminated by the light, there seemed to be something inside.

On the innermost side is a butter paper bag, which is so bulging that I don’t know what it contains. There is also a painting on the left side of the paper bag that cannot be seen in its entirety.

But next to these two things, there was a paper head.

This paper man is different from the other paper men next to Li Gui. He wears a small blue hat on his head, and his blush is very light. More colors other than white are used to decorate his eyes and Upturned lips.

His slender eyes were just looking at the two strange objects in front of him.

In this situation, if you want to get those two things, it seems that you have to reach in and get very close to the paper head.

"This should not be considered a cultural relic."

However, Li Gui had no such idea. After staring at the paper man's head for a long time, he suddenly withdrew his gaze and tapped the whole body of the blue and white porcelain vase with the ghost-killing knife.

"Probably not. If it were, it would have been moved away by experts long ago."

Changing the direction of the ghost-killing knife, Li Gui moved the paper man and the wreath behind him and adjusted the angle.

Without any hesitation, he directly raised the back of the ghost-killing sword, aimed it at the bottom of the blue and white porcelain vase, and struck it hard.

boom!

click ~ click ~

The first blow did not break it, but with the obvious cracking sound, cracks appeared on the blue and white porcelain bottle that spread upward.

The thick blade of the Demon-Slaying Sword swayed in waves, and it seemed to have a special sense of beauty.

"The quality is good, but in front of the working people, there are no demons and monsters that cannot be defeated!!"

The sound of knocking is very loud. In a silent environment, it is inevitable that people will feel the fear of being exposed to unknown creatures in the dark.

Li Gui didn't want to waste time anymore. This time he raised the blade of the Demon Killing Sword high and aimed it at the spot where he just struck. He exerted force on his waist and arms at the same time and hit Ikkaku with all his strength.

"eighty!!"

boom!

The already fragile ceramic crafts could no longer withstand such cruel methods, and it completely shattered.

Pieces of porcelain bottles, large and small, all of different sizes, fell to the ground. Even the remaining power of the ghost-killing knife did not weaken, and it directly chopped off the head of the paper man inside.

Just like playing golf, it hit the wall behind the nameless tablet and fell softly.