Chapter 42
The street was lined with people, all staring at my car. I drove straight to the house he'd mentioned, Feng Er. He led me inside, but before I even got through, Feng Er chased me out. I saw the child in his arms, who had been crying, but suddenly smiled when he saw me.
This is the son that Wang Qiang mentioned, born to Feng Er by his wife.
Seeing Feng Er chasing people out, Wang Qiang got furious and shouted, "I'm doing this for your own good. So many people in the village have been frightened by your ghostly wife. If someone dies, can you afford to pay for it?"
"Get out! If you don't get out, I'll take action." Wang Qiang said with a fierce look on his face.
Wang Qiang quickly protected me behind him and pulled me out of Wang Qiang's house.
With a bang, the door was closed.
Wang Qiang spat at the door of Wang Qiang's house and said, "What a piece of shit! I should have starved you to death."
When I heard there was something going on, I asked him, "What's going on?"
Wang Qiang apologized to me and said, "Ah, Old Feng has a hard life too."
During a famine, Old Feng fled to Wangzhangzi with his son in his arms. He tried to beg for food, which was difficult back then, but the villagers were kind and gave him a warm meal. He told him that his wife and eldest son had starved to death on the way, leaving only him and his second son. While Wangzhangzi wasn't wealthy at the time, it wasn't starving. Upon hearing Old Feng's plight, the villagers cleared out an empty house for him.
This empty house was originally a well-keeping house for the villagers. After Old Feng moved in, he could also help the villagers look after the well. So Old Feng settled down in Wangzhangzi. After more than ten years, he finally raised his son. Old Feng opened a piece of land on the mountain, and the father and son lived a simple life.
This year, Old Feng found a wife for his son. Unexpectedly, his daughter-in-law died after becoming pregnant. Fortunately, he left behind a son.
After listening to Wang Qiang's words, I pondered. A child born after a pregnant woman dies is called a Yin-born child. In folklore, Yin-born children are considered inauspicious because they are born with Yin energy, which can easily bring disaster.
Wang Qiang returned home and had found me a place to stay, right next to the village committee. I declined his offer and parked my car in an open space at the entrance of the village, which would help me move around at night.
When I entered Feng Er's house just now, I felt a faint smell of corpse, which I thought was from his Yin-born son.
I walked alone to the grave of Feng Er's wife. On her grave, a wisp of black air emanated. This black air was not ghostly, but resentful.
I had an idea in mind and looked around the village again. After finding nothing else unusual, I started chatting with the elderly people in the village.
The villagers of Wangzhangzi were very hospitable. Even though I was a stranger, they didn't feel distant when chatting with me. What they said was not much different from what Wang Qiang had told me, so it seemed that Wang Qiang was not lying.
By the time the moon came out, it was only eight or nine o'clock, and the lights in the village were almost all off. I opened the car door and got out.
Looking at the village under the moonlight, the smell of grass penetrates my nose, which is particularly pleasant.
I leaned against the car, checking my watch from time to time. I waited until midnight, and finally it arrived.
A blue light appeared in the village fields and blew into the village streets on the wind. I walked behind it, following it quietly.
The blue light turned into a human shape and floated around. This was the ghost of Feng Er's wife.
I saw her floating on the street, heading towards Feng Er's house.
A strange scene appeared. The ghost of Feng Er's wife knocked on the door, and the door opened from the inside.
This really surprised me. It seems that things are not as simple as they seem.
I squatted there until dawn, when the ghost of Feng Er's wife finally emerged from his house. I looked at the sky, but it didn't appear. I watched the ghost float into the fields and finally disappear.
When the sun rose, I walked to Feng Er's door and knocked. Feng Er opened the door and was about to close it when he saw it was me.
I quickly stopped him and said, "Yin Shengzi is born with a defect. If he is not treated in time, it will affect his life when he grows up."
Feng Er gave me a suspicious look.
I waited for his answer.
As I expected, he valued this child very much. Although he was still hostile to me, he let me in after hearing what I said.
"Let me see." I said, pointing at his son.
He carefully handed the child to me. I took the child and touched his face with my hand.
The child smiled at me, and his smile was as beautiful as a crescent moon.
Seeing the child smile, Feng Er showed a rare smile.
What I said just now was not nonsense. Because Yin-born children are not born naturally, they may not develop properly. In addition, the Yin energy is heavy, which can easily attract ghosts and spirits, and many of them die young.
I used my ghost spirit to absorb the negative energy from his body and found that his heartbeat was weaker than that of an average baby.
"I have already removed the negative energy from his body for you, but his heart rate is a little slow. You need to go to the hospital for a check-up," I said.
He listened to me, took the child and teased him gently.
There are still some things I haven't said, and I can only tell it about this at night.
"Ah!" A roar came from the room.
When Feng Er heard the sound, he hurriedly sent me out of their house and locked the door.
I found Wang Qiang and asked him about the Feng family's recent affairs. The voice just now was hoarse and clearly Old Feng was yelling. And Feng Er's behavior was very suspicious. Wang Qiang said he hadn't seen Old Feng for a while. Then he told me another story.
When Wang Qiang grew up, he was not filial to his father. Instead, he beat and scolded him. The villagers called him an unfilial son. His father had saved him when he was fleeing famine, but in his old age, he was treated like this by his own son.
People in the village all had a bad opinion of Feng Er, saying that he was unfilial and that his wife's death was retribution.
However, Feng Er couldn't stand hearing this, so the villagers only dared to talk about it behind his back, otherwise a quarrel would inevitably break out.
I returned to my car and thought about this quietly.
At night, I saw Feng Er's wife coming out of the field again. This time I didn't ignore it, but stopped it.
It saw me and tried to run away, but I gently stopped it and said, "I mean you no harm. I came to you this time to ask you what happened to the Feng family father and son."
It was a little timid and cried, "I just want to see my child."
The crying of ghosts is different from that of humans. The creepy sound spread throughout the village.
"Don't cry." I never thought that one day I would be comforting a ghost.
My kindness reaches it and makes it calm down.
"Alas, humans and ghosts have different paths. Although you are reluctant to part with your son, if you linger on him for a long time, it will only do him harm and no good."
Ghosts are yin and humans are yang, especially infants, who are in the stage where the yin has not yet been exhausted and the yang is insufficient. If the yin increases at this time, it will lead to unpredictable consequences for the infant.
When it heard what I said, it cried even harder.
Just then, I saw a shadow appear on the other side of the street and hurriedly ran towards me.
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