2: Chapter 2 Ming Marriage

Chapter 2 Ming Marriage

With a "pa" sound, my phone fell to the ground. With a stiff movement, I slowly turned my head and looked at me with the same smile on the screen. 0

The train started at the approaching point. The sound of the broadcast was heard by my ears. I didn't dare to blink. Even if the car started to move forward, I leaned against the car window and watched my foster father retreating far away.

It wasn't until the steward reminded me that I retracted my body in a daze.

I saw not only a smile on my pale face, but also... A ball of flesh-like maggots... He slowly crawled out of his foster father's eyes!

A white light suddenly appeared.

I was startled awake by my foster father's wriggling maggot eyes. I was sweating profusely as I moved forward from my seat. My thoughts were pulled back to reality with a face that flashed past my mind. Outside the window, there was a scenery that was rapidly retreating backwards.

Thinking of the pair of maggot-covered eyes that had constantly appeared in the dream just now, I sighed and leaned back against the seat again. However, the girl next to me looked at me with strange eyes.

I had no choice but to lower my head and start writing Weibo in boredom. However, as I did, I started to look at the haggard look on the screen.

Ancient Village wasn't far from my city. It was about two hours by train before I arrived at the county seat near Ancient Village. After negotiating the price with an old lady in her fifties and sixties and the driver of the van, I rushed to the Dashan where Ancient Village was.

Driving on the uneven mountain road, the setting sun outside the window gradually dyed a layer of gray-white color along with the journey into the mountain. There was no other sound except the motor of our car.

It was strange, it was really strange. This exceptionally quiet environment made me feel uneasy and slowly came out of my heart.

"Oh, why is it so quiet in the mountains today? Not only is there no car, there isn't even a bird's cry." Perhaps the driver felt a little too quiet as I did, so he spoke to me.

I smiled and nodded in agreement. I asked in a puzzled tone," Uncle, didn't there Ancient Village a lot of people traveling before? Why are there no cars now?" "Don't tell me that the villagers are n' t going out?"

Just like the driver's uncle said, since we had just entered the mountain, we had not seen a single car along the way.

"This isn't the peak season for tourism. Naturally, there are n' t that many cars left. But today, it's really strange. It seems like we' re the only one entering the village." The driver's uncle probably often brought guests into the village, so he was quite familiar with this belt. However, he was very puzzled by this situation.

Just as we were puzzled, the old lady, who had been resting with her eyes closed from the moment she got into the car, finally spoke," Isn't it July Half Ghost Festival today? There are rules in our village that we ca n' t go out."

July Half Ghost Festival?

The old lady's words attracted my attention. It was only now that I was surprised to find that the old lady seemed to be dressed in a black Tang suit similar to my adoptive father's. A jade sculpture of a very green color hung on her chest.

"Old Lady, isn't this Ghost Festival available every year? You do n' t want people to go out yet. Your village is quite interesting. "After all, your village can't go out. Why are you here again?"

The driver's uncle had just finished speaking when the old madam's eagle-like eyes stared at him with a green light. The old madam's expression was inexplicable as she slowly said:" I' ve come back to seek death ……"

The driver and I were both stunned by the man's words.

"Young man, don't tell me that I did n' t warn you. I've been like this for so many years in the village, so do n' t pretend that this isn't the case. I' ll stay in the village and leave tonight." Although the old madam's expression and tone were not very friendly, her words were very sincere.

However, perhaps it was because the old madam's tone was a little too heavy, but the driver's uncle also had some temper. He said with a deep expression," Old madam, thank you! However, since I'm so big, I really do n' t believe these things. I'll send you back to the village later."

Suddenly, the driver bumped into something. With a bump, we arrived at the entrance of the village. A white paper lantern lit up the three words of time on the road monument

Zhuxian Village.

Perhaps it was Ghost Festival. From afar, every household seemed to have lit such a white lantern. The ancient town, which was reflected by this cold white light, was now reflected in the river around the town. It felt like a ghost town.

When she saw the destination, the old lady immediately pulled open the car door and got off the car. After looking at me for a while, the two white Eyebrow Mound frowned and said," Little girl, if you believe in my old lady, come and stay at my house tonight. I guarantee that you will be safe. "If you really want to go back with this dying man, I won' t stop you."

I looked at the old lady hesitantly. Finally, I gritted my teeth and boldly got out of the car. With my luggage, I followed the old lady into the village. The old lady took my luggage and said to me with a slightly better expression," Now that you're pregnant, I' ll help you with your luggage."

Pregnant?

The old madam's words made me want to laugh out loud, but the next second, what she said caused me to be stunned and unable to laugh anymore.

"Little girl, why are you laughing? I've been helping people for so many years and I' ve never missed it. Your printing house is purple, so there must be a noble son. "However, your stomach looks like a weighing bag. It's also a little strange. It looks like a ghost."

Ghost fetus... When I heard these two words, for some unknown reason, my mind flashed past the secret that my adoptive father had done to me last night, as well as the Ming wedding letter.

I quickly took out the Ming wedding book from my backpack and hurriedly stuffed it into the old lady's hand." Auntie, look. I do n' t know who sent me such a letter the other day."

It seemed that this old lady had some sort of ability to act like my adoptive father, but out of caution, I still hid the matter of my adoptive father. Then, when they saw that she was reading the marriage contract with Zhang Ming, the pair of Eyebrow Mound immediately frowned and asked," Are you the daughter of Shifeng?" Old Shi That strange adopted daughter?"

Although I rarely heard my foster father tell me about his own matters, when I was young, when people came to visit me, I would call my foster father Old Shi blame this name. Over time, I thought it was my father's name and forgot his real name. It wasn't until the old lady said Old Shi strange nickname that I realized that my father was called Shi Feng.

Could it be that this old lady knew her adoptive father?

I was a little hesitant. I nodded, and then I saw the old lady sigh. She mumbled something about the murder of another good lady. What a sin.

I didn't know why, but from the old lady's expression, I vaguely knew that the things my adoptive father had done to me weren't good.

"Little girl, it's getting late. There probably wo n' t be anyone who will take you in today's Ghost Festival. Why do n' t you go and stay at my house for one night? I'll help you see how the ghost wedding and the ghost fetus can be broken."

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