In order to live up to her master's expectations, she practiced hard and finally became the youngest ghost catcher in the Taoist temple.
After she grew up, there were fewer and fewer sarcastic voices in the Taoist temple.
Before she had enjoyed a few years of leisure, her master passed away unexpectedly. As the successor chosen by her master, she carried the hope of preserving the master's school.
The burden was so heavy that she didn't dare to relax for a moment.
Now that I've moved to a new place, there's no one to share these painful memories with.
Su Yan pulled herself away from her memories. "Mr. Shi, listen to my advice. The people we're connected to will soon be known to the villagers. It's best for you and the village doctor to leave as soon as possible."
Shi Duomi didn't think Su Yan was deliberately creating panic. Although he was naive, he also knew that when you touch the interests of certain people, you will become a thorn in their eyes.
He said something to his grandmother and ran to find the village doctor.
On the way there, he had only one thought in his mind: he must not harm innocent people because of his recklessness.
The village clinic.
The village doctor who was working at his desk was attracted by the barking of dogs outside.
When he opened the door, he saw Shi Duomi, who was exhausted and panting.
The village doctor's voice was full of confusion: "Xiao Shi, what are you doing here so late?"
Shi Duomi was afraid that there were still people wandering around outside, so he didn't say anything and just pulled the village doctor into the living room.
After entering the house, Shi Duomi didn't say anything polite and directly told the story he heard from his grandmother.
Doctor Wang looked stunned. The question that had been bothering him finally had an answer.
After he came to this village, he once treated a woman who was covered in bruises.
He remembered that the woman was already very weak when she was sent here. He took a quick look at her and asked her family to take her to the hospital in the city.
He was very curious about why the woman was beaten like that, so he went to the village to inquire. The result was that the woman had an argument with her neighbor and was beaten by her neighbor.
At that time, he was just surprised by his neighbor's ferocity and didn't think about anything else.
He had planned to wait for the woman to come back and ask her to call the police and ask the person who beat her to pay compensation, but the woman never came back.
Later, he wondered why the two families, separated by a life, could get along so harmoniously, without any sign of estrangement.
Now it seems that he has met the village's "happy"
After thinking about this, he couldn't help but feel nauseous, thinking that all the medicines he had used for medical treatment in the past few years were wasted.
He knew that his action implied collective punishment, but he had no choice but to do so. He was not a fool and would never believe the claims of other people who were not involved and knew nothing about the matter.
In his mind, all the older people in the village are perpetrators, it's just a matter of degree.
Doctor Wang wasn't one to dwell on things. He walked towards the bedroom, saying, "I'm going to pack up some important things first. I'll ask my friend who works in the county to pick us up later."
While Shi Duomi was tidying up, he saw the printer on his desk and had an idea.
He edited out the stories he heard from his grandmother word for word in the document section, and even polished some parts based on his own literary literacy.
Afterwards, he printed out this literary text in batches and prepared to post it in a conspicuous place in the village at night.
In order to take into account the problem that some elderly people cannot read, he also thoughtfully recorded an audio clip, set the time, and prepared to let the villagers listen to it early tomorrow morning.
After finishing all this, Doctor Wang Zi had almost finished packing, and the two of them went back and took Grandma Shi to wait at the village entrance.
As the car slowly drove away from the village entrance, Shi Duomi stared at the notice on the telephone pole and prayed that changes would happen in the village.
Grandma Shi stared at one place intently. Under the familiar shade of the tree, she seemed to see several familiar faces. They were all victims of the "Zhanxi" custom.
These people stood in the place where they were most relaxed, smiling and waving vigorously at Grandma Shi, with longing smiles on their faces.
The next day, a villager who got up early to work in the fields was the first to discover the notice at his doorstep.
Because he couldn't read, he asked other people to come and take a look.
The few people who could read looked at it and their faces instantly darkened. He tore off the paper with force: "Stop working for now, and tear down this nonsense."
But their little wish did not come true after all. When everyone got up to have breakfast, the loudspeaker in the village sounded.
At this time, the villagers were divided into two factions: one was the fear and terror of the perpetrators, and the other was the disgust and anger of the lambs to be slaughtered.
Many people looked at their hands tortured by illness and fell into deep thought, wondering if all this was really their revenge.
Some young wives who had just married into the family also backed off. After all, no one could guarantee that they would not be the next unlucky one.
Society has changed a lot compared to the past, and divorce is no longer so difficult to accept.
Although some parents still have this idea, compared with their daughter's life, this little bit of reputation can be abandoned.
The people most affected were the young people in the village. Because of the publicity of this incident, most of the wedding dates agreed upon in the village were canceled.
Only when the stick hits your own family will you feel the pain. As the village itself is affected, cracks begin to appear in the usually harmonious village.
After a few years, this bad custom was abolished, but the punishment for those who participated did not end.
They looked at their increasingly deformed hands and paralyzed upper bodies and shed tears of regret.
But it's all too late. Those who cannot make up their minds to die can only live in pain and suffering.
After finishing the consultation that made me feel depressed, the new environment was eye-opening.
Su Yan looked at the man in costume on the other side of the video and a relaxed smile appeared on her face. It turned out that looking at something pleasing to the eye when you are tired can make you feel good.
Friends in the live broadcast room saw the figures passing by one after another behind her, and their true nature as perverts was revealed.
[Shashasha, my mouth is watering. Is this the benefit of staying up late at night? If this is true, I can stay up all night.]
[This face, this waist, this sitting posture, it's exactly what I had in mind.]
If I had known that the opera singer was so handsome, I would have rushed to the theater to watch the opera.
[Not only the young man in front, but also the young lady behind is very beautiful. Just now, that movement of her body, even I, a woman, was mesmerized.]
The "man" was embarrassed by the praise from the comments. She cleared her throat and said: "Actually, I am a girl, and the beautiful concubine next to me is a boy.
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