Ancient Corpse in the Mountain Village (15)
The scene shifted again. The adults of that family were buried in a mass grave, and the little girl was favored by an old man, who wanted to buy her as a child bride for his grandson. Meanwhile, Yu Ding'an chained the little girl's mother to a room, forcing any man in the village to pay him to take care of her.
The little girl was strong-willed and smart. She was not willing to sleep with the old man's sixteen-year-old grandson, but she went along with it on the surface. Once the man let down his guard, she stabbed his vital parts and internal organs with scissors, causing him to lose his reproductive function.
The girl ultimately suffered the same fate as her family: what could be sold was sold, and what couldn't was thrown away. Afterward, the group even performed a ritual to appease the girl's family.
Yu Shu clenched his fists so tightly that they made a crackling sound, and he was completely unaware of the nails digging into his palms.
He is a doctor who cures illnesses and saves lives, but he witnessed the brutal violence that took place decades ago.
Anger, helplessness and intense guilt squeezed out the space for fear in his heart, and he was no longer so afraid of the little girl.
When he turned his head to look at Jiang Yu, his eyes were filled with determined indignation. Jiang Yu responded to his gaze and slowly opened his fist.
The singing gradually faded away, and the two turned back in tacit understanding. The little girl's separated body returned to normal, but she kept repeating the nursery rhyme and seemed unable to communicate.
She stared at the messy grass for a long time, then looked up at Jiang Yu and Yu Shu, then pointed at the ground under her feet and stepped on it twice.
"She seems to want us to help dig up the ground beneath our feet." Yu Shu said half-doubtfully.
Jiang Yu walked over and asked coldly, "Why would she tell us all that for nothing?"
Yes, the information this little girl passed on to them was more than what they had learned after several days of investigation.
As they approached the old house, the little girl disappeared. Jiang Yu stood where she had just stood, and was startled. Yu Ding'an knew quite a lot.
Jiang Yu clearly remembered the locations where the seven members of the little girl's family were buried in the illusion. When connected, they formed the shape of the Big Dipper, which some ancient people believed was composed of the Big Dipper, Zuo Fu, and You Bi. The location where the little girl was buried and her mother's burial site corresponded exactly to the positions of two auxiliary stars, thus forming the family tombs of the nine members of the family, forming the formation of the Big Dipper's nine stars.
I really don’t know where Yu Dingan learned these skills. He did not let this family go during his lifetime, and even after death he used their souls to warm the soil and improve the feng shui.
The little girl's transformation into a demon was also due to the "contribution" of the family tomb. The pain she experienced as a demon was even worse than that of a living person being forced to stay awake and having mercury injected into their skull.
Fortunately, if you want to destroy the family tomb, you only need to dig out the bones of one of the auxiliary star positions and purify and liberate them.
The little girl was not buried deep enough, so the two tall men found the bones after digging with wood for a while.
Jiang Yu took out the talisman he had prepared in advance and stuck it on the corpse. The talisman paper suddenly caught fire from nothing, emitting a soft and warm white flame.
Yu Shu was stunned. The fire gradually died down, and the skeleton became clean as new. At the same time, the fog returned, and the nursery rhyme sounded again, but the little girl was nowhere to be seen. After the fog dissipated, the illusion reappeared.
The funeral procession dressed in white looked familiar.
"I encountered it that day." Yu Shu was the first to react.
It was the white one in the red and white conflict that I had seen before, but the number of people was less than half of what I saw last time.
The clash of red and white that day was indeed a deliberate arrangement, but it wasn't He Yuhua who was responsible, but this little girl. She had been buried in this village for decades, trapped here by the restrictions of her family tomb and unable to leave, yet she had silently witnessed many things.
It seemed the little girl knew what they were looking for.
"Is it okay to bury it here?" the person at the front asked Yu Dingan.
They were standing on a mass grave, a barren and abrupt patch of land.
Yu Dingan glanced around and lowered his voice, "It's okay. Burying the souls separately won't be complete."
He and Jiang Yu had guessed wrong. It wasn't Uncle Zhang who was buried, but He Yuhua. The mass grave wasn't for outsiders, but for the victims.
She sensed Yu Shu's special physique and Jiang Yu's identity as a Taoist priest, and knew that the two could help her escape from the family tomb, so she temporarily controlled part of He Yuhua's soul, while she secretly controlled the Red and White Demons to let them see the past scenes.
Yu Shu finally understood why his grandfather didn't let him play here. It wasn't because the mass grave was unclean, but because the people buried there were all the people he had hurt with his own hands. Moreover, he should have known that his grandson's horoscope was pure yin, so he was so afraid.
The sound of filling the soil stimulated Yu Shu's nerves. The familiar rhythm and collision sound made him reflexively think of that claustrophobic space, and he got goose bumps.
Jiang Yu held Yu Shu's wrist and asked him to calm down as much as possible.
Yu Shu adjusted his breathing. The experience was so impressive, just like the rheumatic pain lurking in his body that started to take effect when it rained and became damp.
The last bit of soil fell, completing the tomb without a tombstone, and the illusion came to an abrupt end.
The little girl walked into the house, and all that was left was the desolate old house and the lake water that occasionally shone with silver light.
The two of them followed him into the old house. It was pitch dark inside, and after taking only two steps, they bumped into rotten wooden furniture, and the dull sound drifted back and forth in the inky black air.
Jiang Yu seemed to be omnipotent. He threw the talisman into the air and snapped his fingers. The faint flames followed him and filled the entire room with warm orange color.
The scene inside the house was almost the same as the last time I saw it, the only difference was that the notebook looked much newer.
"Where is she?" Yu Shu looked around.
Jiang Yu responded with his eyes, "If you ask me, who should I ask?", and then picked up the notebook. The pages were clean and tidy, and the handwriting was much clearer.
He read as he watched.
"On January 4, 1985, I sold a baby boy for 10,000 yuan, which I split equally with Yu Dingan."
"1985-3-17, sold a girl for 1000, round trip fare 100."
"On September 2, 1985, the client wanted a boy. After discussing with Yu Lei from the village, he sold it for 10,000 yuan. He earned 2,000 yuan as a matchmaking fee."
"On September 28, 1985, a family of seven from Guangzhou tourists earned a total of 100,000 yuan in organ sales. Twelve villagers who helped out earned 20,000 yuan, and the remaining 80,000 yuan was split equally with Yu Dingan."
Yu Shu read a few lines, and the shocking content was like a sharp knife on his neck, making him dare not breathe deeply.
In 1985, one hundred yuan was already a huge sum of money, let alone thousands or tens of thousands. No wonder the village suddenly built a small villa with its own courtyard.
Jiang Yu turned his head to look at Yu Shu's condition, and after receiving his urging, he continued to flip through the pages one by one.
He was involved in organ trafficking, trafficking of women and children, and was also involved in the child trafficking business in the village, with the total amount adding up to hundreds of thousands.
But there was no record of He Yuhua in the notebook.
"There is no He Yuya." Yu Shu frowned.
Wasn't He Yuhua trafficked to this mountain village? But this notebook also indirectly confirmed his suspicions. The villagers avoided discussing the details of He Yuhua's case to protect themselves and others. Faced with huge profits and unbearable consequences, the selfishness of human nature was exposed.
"Yes, but the name isn't written on it." Jiang Yu pointed to the third-to-last line: "On July 24, 1993, a female student came to the village to experience nature. She earned 2,000 yuan from domestic sales."
Yu Shu narrowed his eyes and stared at the word "domestic sales" in a trance. Domestic sales are called sales between acquaintances or partners. Zhang Bo's accomplice is Yu Dingan, and the year 1993 also matches what he had seen before.
So it seems that He Yuhua was not abducted, but the ignorant girl fell into the devil's trap.
Combining the scars of varying sizes on the corpse and the marks left by the iron restraints, Yu Shu had roughly guessed what had happened that year.
Yu Ding'an took a fancy to He Yuhua and bought her from Zhang Bo, but she escaped many times, so Yu Ding'an imprisoned her. Except for her face, there are probably wounds of varying depths on other parts of her body, which indirectly explains why He Yuhua is wearing long sleeves, long skirt and gloves in the photo.
Jiang Yu didn't seem to notice Yu Shu's gloomy aura, and suddenly said, "Your grandfather has no humanity."
Yu Shu silently gasped, his hands clenched into fists. Jiang Yu was right. His grandfather, oh no, Yu Dingan, was truly inhumane and selfish to the extreme.
In order to prevent the unforgivable crimes he committed from being made public, he even wanted to kill his grandson when he came back to life. He wanted to find out the real cause of death at the beginning, but in the end he found it on himself.
The warm light softened the wrinkles on Yu Shu's face, making his expression appear unchanged. Yet, a fierce storm was brewing within him, constantly destroying his memories of the harmonious relationship between grandfather and grandson. If Yu Ding'an still had a glimmer of affection when he pinched him, then these atrocious actions were the sharp blade that severed the last of that affection.
"Well said." Yu Shu squeezed out three words from between his teeth.
The notebook did not record the reason why Uncle Zhang left, nor did it record the opportunity for the changes in the village. If they continued to flip through the pages, they would see the content they had read before.
Jiang Yu flipped through the notebook to the last few pages, and the childish handwriting emerged one by one. The slightly crooked words "Thank you" made people feel sad and helpless.
The two men sighed at the same time, feeling sad for what happened to the little girl and her family, and angry about what happened in the mountain village.
The wind stopped, and the moonlight passed through the gap between the two houses and fell to the ground in beams, making the deserted west of the village even more quiet and secluded. The surrounding trees looked like black stickers that had been stuck on artificially. They moved symbolically when the wind pulled them, and looked very stiff.
Jiang Yu noticed that Yu Shu was a little detached, so he quickly held him steady with one hand and rubbed his back with the other to help him breathe.
"How did you get here?"
Yu Shu's eyelids drooped, and he spoke slowly and weakly: "I couldn't sleep, and I didn't want to wake you up, so I went into the bathroom to play with my cell phone. As a result, my grandfather, uh, Yu Dingan came back to life, hanging upside down on the ceiling, pinching my neck, and I rolled out of the window and landed on the bamboo raft on the lake." His respect for life as a doctor made him unable to call him grandfather.
After saying that, Yu Shu raised his eyes slightly, his eyes a little confused.
This night was so bizarre. The sense of unreality seemed to have evaporated the oxygen, rising fiercely in the air, entering the body with the breath and invading the senses.
How He Yuhua died and why her body was dismembered remains a mystery.
"Is that so? Then we have to deal with your grandfather, the returned soul Yu Dingan, when we get back."
As Jiang Yu spoke, he stepped into the moonlit area. His outline was stained with the soft, cold moonlight. The fine sweat on his neck looked like glitter, making his neck look slender. As he spoke, his Adam's apple moved, and the hormones overflowed from it.
Jiang Yu pondered. Although this village was filled with resentment, it also maintained a hidden kindness. If his guess was correct, the moment Yu Shu opened the window, it was the little girl who came to his aid. Then, she used Yu Shu to lure him over, revealed the tragedy that had happened decades ago, and asked him to help break the confines of the family tomb.
What he has to do is not only to eradicate the source of resentment here, but to make the truth of that year public and redress the injustice of those who were killed.
"Well, go back quickly. Thank you very much." Yu Shu's words interrupted Jiang Yu's thoughts.
He said this not out of politeness, but out of heartfelt gratitude. He knew Jiang Yu was thoughtful and would have made arrangements for his family before coming to see him, but if he hadn't encountered an unexpected situation, Jiang Yu wouldn't have to passively add so much extra work.
Even though Jiang Yu took money to do the job, he still felt a little guilty, as this job almost became his personal bodyguard.
Jiang Yu nodded without saying anything else. He supported Yu Shu and walked two steps. He found that Yu Shu was too frightened physically and mentally and was exhausted, so he squatted down and turned his back to Yu Shu.
"Come up, it will take you forever to get home like this."
Yu Shu was unhappy: "I don't want to smell your sweat."
"Good, you didn't break out in a cold sweat." Jiang Yu also waited, stood up and walked to Yu Shu, bent down slightly, and picked him up directly.
"Shut up, this is considered extra work for me. If you say more, I'll charge you."
Jiang Yu quickly blocked the topic before Yu Shu could say anything.
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