Chapter 4004 Jiang Jiapo
Yang Ruolan and Yang Yongbai's biological mother, Yang, the wife of Yang Hualin, the second wife of the old Yang family, also died of the plague and were buried here.
It is said that in the first year or two after it was buried, this place was noisy every night. Even in the afternoon on a rainy day, the place was shrouded in mist and deserted.
There were some lone people who went up the mountain to pick tea leaves, or woodcutters passing by, and they all saw or heard something strange more or less.
The story spread from ten to ten, and over time, Jiangjiapo became a forbidden area.
So much so that some shrews in the village would use these words when scolding each other, such as: Bury you in Jiangjiapo...
These words mean curses.
Thinking around, Yang Ruoqing has been dragged to Jiangjiapo by Luo Fengtang.
In front of the eyes, there are the two fourth uncles and four aunts who are staggering around two graves like headless flies and arguing while walking.
"Fourth uncle! Fourth aunt!"
Yang Ruoqing shouted towards them.
However, the distance was obviously not far, and it seemed as if the sound could not reach their ears.
"Fourth Aunt, Fourth Uncle, what are you doing? Come here!" Yang Ruoqing shouted at a louder tone.
But they still seemed completely unaware.
“Stop shouting, they can’t hear you.” Luo Fengtang said.
"What is going on? Is it possible that a ghost is attacking the wall?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Luo Fengtang looked sternly and glanced around at the gradually rising mist. The previously beautiful moonlight was now swallowed up bit by bit by a black cloud, and the light everywhere dimmed. Come down.
"It should be the miasma. The miasma made them hallucinate. This kind of thing was also encountered by some soldiers when our army was stationed in the valley beside the Tongtian River. Qing'er, don't panic." Luo Fengtang said.
Yang Ruoqing frowned. From a scientific perspective, this kind of thing is miasma, which causes hallucinations.
In the superstitious direction, it is the effect of some negative energy and magnetic fields invisible to the naked eye.
Especially Luo Fengtang's last words, "Don't panic, Qing'er", made Yang Ruoqing firm up her guess that Luo Fengtang was maintaining his composure.
“What a panic, I don’t believe in that evil anymore.” Yang Ruoqing said, leaning down to pick up a small stone on the ground and throwing it towards Liu.
"Ouch!" Ms. Liu exclaimed in pain.
She raised her hand to rub her head and looked around, "Which idiot is throwing rocks at me?"
With this shout, Ms. Liu saw Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, and she was overjoyed. , "Oh, Qing'er, Tangyazi, why are you two here?"
"Please see where this place is before you ask me!" Yang Ruoqing asked angrily across several graves.
Ms. Liu was startled for a moment, and then she realized that she was standing in the middle of a group of graves.
"Oh my God!" Ms. Liu screamed and rushed towards Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.
Accidentally stepped on something placed in front of one of the tombs, and Mrs. Liu fell down and chewed the mud.
Yang Ruoqing hurriedly came over to help her up. Liu hugged Yang Ruoqing's arm and wanted to plunge her into Yang Ruoqing's arms.
His whole body was like a sieve for rice, shaking so hard that he screamed.
So much so that Yang Ruoqing asked her what happened and why she was here. Her lips were trembling and she couldn't finish a word.
Like a quail, it dare not raise its head.
Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to support Mrs. Liu and raised her hand to stroke her back, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Tang Yazi and I are both here. It's okay, it's okay."
Next to her , Luo Fengtang said: "My fourth uncle seems to be still having a nightmare. I'll go over and wake him up."
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Be careful."
Luo Fengtang responded and strode towards the grave in front. She didn't know if it was Yang Ruoqing's hallucination or something else, but she felt that when Luo Fengtang stepped into the cemetery, a faint golden light emanated from him.
It emitted like a halo and quickly dissipated in the mist.
Inside the cemetery, there seems to be invisible negative energy receding, just like when the tide ebbs, the water retreats into the depths of the sea very quickly, leaving only shells on the beach and some stranded small things. Fish and shrimp.
And fourth uncle Yang Huaming is exactly that little fish.
He was still circling around a grave, one foot deep and one foot shallow, like a tired traveler rushing through the desert.
Suddenly, his vision went dark and he fainted.
Luo Fengtang stretched out his hand to support Yang Huaming and called "fourth uncle", but Yang Huaming had no reaction at all.
"I passed out." He said to Yang Ruoqing here, then leaned over and carried Yang Huaming on his back and strode quickly towards Yang Ruoqing and Liu.
"Come down the mountain!" he said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded and helped Ms. Liu, who didn't dare to lift her head, "Let's go back."
Ms. Liu's body was shaky, "My, my legs are weak and I feel like I'm going to faint." It's over..."
Yang Ruoqing tugged at the corner of her mouth and took away the hand holding Liu's hand.
"I can't carry you. If you faint, then sleep here tonight and walk back to the village by yourself when you wake up tomorrow!" Yang Ruoqing said.
As he said it, he let go of his hand and Liu fell to the ground with a thud.
Yang Ruoqing started to leave, Liu rushed up and hugged Yang Ruoqing's legs, "No, no, no, don't leave me, I can walk on my own."
She hurriedly got up from the ground He got up, clinging to Yang Ruoqing like a piece of brown candy, and stumbled down the mountain.
By the river at the foot of the mountain, Lao Yangtou and the others were already waiting there.
I saw two torches shaking in the distance.
Seeing the fire, Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief and said to Mrs. Liu, "It's safe now. My master and the others are here."
Only after hearing this, Mrs. Liu dared to raise her head, Seeing Lao Yangtou and Yang Huazhong, Liu's trembling improved a little.
As for Lao Yangtou and the others, they also saw Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang coming down the mountain and hurried over to greet them.
Seeing that one of the couple was unconscious and the other was scared to death, Old Yangtou just asked: "Where did you find it?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "Jiangjiapo .”
Old Yangtou's expression changed. He raised his head and glanced in the direction of Jiang Jiapo. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly said: "Go home first. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it at home."
Everyone After they all left, Yang Huazhong said: "Dad, why don't you leave?"
Old Yang Tou said: "You go in front, I will stop behind."
Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment and didn't think much about it. , turned around and left.
Lao Yangtou turned his head and looked in the direction of Jiang Jiapo again, sighed, turned around and followed everyone towards the village.
When I arrived at the old house, I gave Yang Huaming two sips of Shaodaozi wine and washed Yang Huaming's face with hot water. After a while, Yang Huaming coughed twice and opened his eyes.
His face was pale, and his face was stained with a strange flush because of the two burning knives in his stomach.
His eyes were a little wandering, and his whole person looked slightly dementia.
Especially when he saw the bright lights in the room and so many people gathered in front of him, Old Yang’s face was right in front of him. The old man’s face was full of worry, and he even raised his hand to touch Yang Huaming’s head. , asked him: "Lao Si, how are you?"
Yang Huaming said "Wow", suddenly grinned and started crying.
(End of this chapter)