"Housewife bullying people?!"

The village chief repeated it, but I didn't understand what he meant.

Seeing his puzzled look, I explained:

"The layout of your house is very good; you must have consulted a feng shui master. However, the feng shui energy of this residence is too strong, and you and your wife are not strong enough to control it, so it will bring you misfortune!"

Hearing this, the village chief fell silent; at this point, he believed about 80% of what I said.

Because when this house was being built, he did indeed consult a feng shui master.

"Just like people with strong fates, they are also often said to bring misfortune to their parents. There's an old saying that goes, 'A big house with few people is an unlucky house!'"

I added, speaking in a serious tone, especially the last sentence, which I said word by word.

The village chief immediately looked flustered:

"Master, how can I break this?"

"That's simple. Once the three of us move in, the room will be filled with yang energy, so there's no need to worry about that kind of situation."

"After the three of us leave, and before your parents and children come back, you can raise some cats or dogs for a while."

After saying that, I took out two more coins from my pocket and threw them to the village chief.

“Money has passed through the hands of thousands of people and has enough yang energy. Moreover, these two Five Emperor Coins have been blessed by a master. Even if none of us are here, we can assure you that your family will not have to worry about this problem for the time being.”

The village chief hurriedly took the five coins, his eyes filled with gratitude as he looked at me.

"Master, thank you so much. Please come inside quickly; my wife should be having dinner ready soon."

The village chief looked at us with even more eagerness and his attitude became even more respectful.

Sure enough, not long after we sat down at the table, his wife, a middle-aged woman wearing a headscarf and looking to be about his age, brought over a pot of steaming hot food.

Upon seeing us, the middle-aged woman smiled slightly awkwardly:

"Distinguished guests, this is stewed pork with cabbage and vermicelli. The other dishes are still in the kitchen; I'll bring them out later."

After saying that, she turned and walked out of the living room.

The words I wanted to say suddenly remained on my lips.

I forgot that this is, after all, a remote mountain area, and there is still some patriarchal bias here.

Although I also oppose this bad custom, it is, after all, part of the village's ecosystem, and I cannot change it in a short time. Besides, I am just a cobbler, not an educator.

The village chief handed me a pair of chopsticks, and Luo Tianhe and Li Huai did the same.

"Master, please try this. This is pork from our own village, raised by local breeds. It's different from the artificially raised pork in the city, and it has a unique flavor."

I won't stand on ceremony. After all, I haven't eaten anything all morning, and it's already afternoon. It would be a lie to say I'm not hungry.

The food was served shortly afterward.

Stir-fried eggs with chili peppers, smoked fish, stir-fried cured pork, and homemade rice wine.

That's the only advantage of this remote mountain village.

Whether it's chicken, duck, fish, or any other kind of meat, it's all completely natural.

Unlike those in the city, which are artificially raised and fattened with various hormones, and kept in pens without any exercise.

We were enjoying our meal when we suddenly heard a commotion outside, and it sounded like someone was wailing at a funeral.

"My son, please come back soon."

"Son, don't hang yourself in front of your mother, she's scared."

Upon hearing these mournful words, the village chief's face immediately changed!

Just now, because he had drunk a few sips of rice wine, his face was still rosy, but now it turned completely pale.

Even his hand holding the glass trembled, and the finely brewed rice wine spilled onto the table.

Li Huai held his wine glass, somewhat puzzled.

"Village chief, how did you get drunk so quickly?"

"No, it's not that I'm drunk, it's that those two lunatics actually came to my door to wail and cry."

At this point, the village chief's voice trembled, even sounding faintly like he was about to cry.

I immediately realized something was wrong, and I recalled the story Ge Wang had told us.

Those two crazy guys wailing at the door, could they be the parents of that college student who lifted the coffin?

I looked at the village chief, feeling a chill run down my spine, and asked:

"Is it the two of them?"

The village chief nodded in horror, trying to stand up, but found his legs shaking like a leaf, so he slumped back into his chair.

Now that things have come to this, Li Huai and Luo Tianhe naturally realized that something was wrong.

This reminds me of the story Ge Wang told us.

This mad couple seemed to have the ability to foresee the future; wherever they mourned, they would find a hanged corpse in that house the next day.

But didn't that old man Ge Wang say he would only come to mourn the next morning?

How come they're already at our doorstep in the afternoon?!

I realized the seriousness of the situation and my face immediately turned ashen.

"Village chief, you must have misheard, right? This is different from what Ge Wang said."

Li Huai panicked a little and stammered as he asked.

"Impossible. I've heard their voices many times. They sound like they're calling for a soul. How could I possibly mistake them?"

The village chief had a mournful face, as if he had already foreseen his death.

I frowned, uttered a single sentence, and left the table:

"I'm going out to see what these two are up to!"

When I arrived at the door, I found the couple, who seemed to be acting crazy, crying their hearts out, with blood even seeping from the corners of their eyes.

The area was surrounded by onlookers.

When they saw me come out, the villagers paused in their discussion, then continued, but in much lower voices.

However, I have sharp ears and I could still hear what they were saying.

"The couple has started calling back the souls. It looks like there will be five more hanged ghosts in our village tomorrow morning."

"Sigh, he's supposed to be a master who came to help us, but we didn't expect that he'd have to..."

A villager sighed and said in a low voice.

Upon seeing me come out, the couple suddenly pounced on me like aliens, crawling on all fours.

"Son, son, I knew you weren't dead!"

A strange smile appeared on the woman's tear-streaked face.

Her hair was disheveled and covered in filth, and her clothes were so dirty that it was impossible to tell how long it had been since she had taken a bath.

Her husband's face suddenly showed anger. He grabbed a brick from the ground and said in a fierce tone:

"You little brat, you even pretended to be hanging to scare us."

The villagers who were watching were so frightened by this bizarre scene that they all took a step back.

This couple clearly disposed of their son's body themselves.

How could they even have the idea that their son wasn't dead!

He actually mistook me for his son?

The thought crossed my mind, and the couple pounced on me.

At the critical moment, I took out two yellow talismans and silently recited the incantation.

Then, with lightning speed, he placed two yellow talismans on the foreheads of the couple.