sbdcsierra Chapter 163 Haunted!
Chapter 163 Haunted!
Qin Ling was very emotional.
The village party secretary said:
"Don't get excited. Your family is far away in the capital. We don't know what's going on. In fact, whether you're guilty or not doesn't matter. Qin Ling, I'm going to be frank with you. Even though I'm the Party Secretary, I don't have much say in the village. Qin Shanlin is the one who's in charge of Qinjiazhuang. If you can convince him, there will be no problem for you to enter the ancestral tomb. Do you understand?"
Qin Zhong sighed.
"Secretary, that Qin Shanlin is a stubborn old man who believes in ghosts and gods. This time, our village was attacked by leopards, and they said it was some 'evil spirit' causing trouble, causing panic among the people. Didn't this old man start the rumor? Plus, there's this dispute with my grandfather. My grandparents have been gone for years, and he's still holding a grudge. How can we convince him? Is it possible?"
The branch secretary spread his hands.
"Then I have no choice. Qinling, how about this, I build a tomb for your father on the hill outside Qinjiazhuang, so that he can be buried in the ground."
"How can this be possible?" Qin Zhong was the first to disagree.
"My eldest brother is from Qinjiazhuang, why should he be buried somewhere else? This... how is this different from a wandering ghost?"
Half an hour later, when Zhong Yuemin came out of the Party Secretary's house, he saw Qin Ling looking unhappy, patted her shoulder and told her not to worry.
"Uncle Qin, does this Qin Shanlin really believe in ghosts and gods?"
"That's right!" Qin Zhong said:
"It's more than just belief. When he was young, he was a feng shui master. He could tell people's feng shui and even treat illnesses. Everyone in the surrounding area knew his name. He, Qin Shanlin, was very rich back then. People called him Qin Yiwan, saying his family assets were worth tens of thousands. When you first entered the village, the most impressive stone kilns in the village were his, not counting the ones that were destroyed."
"Smashing and destroying things? Did you offend someone?"
Qin Zhongdao:
"This man is actually playing tricks. When my silly child was little and had a fever and was sick, we didn't know what was going on at the time, so we asked him to treat him. This man kept muttering to himself for a long time, like chanting a sutra, saying that the child had seen something unclean, and should drink a bowl of burnt yellow paper ashes, and then take a cold shower in the middle of winter, and he would be fine. But the fever didn't go away the next day, and the child became even more confused and convulsed. I rushed him to the hospital, but the doctor scolded him and said that if he had come a few minutes later, the child would have died. Since then, I have never believed in this old man again. He is just fooling people and harming people.
Later, when the "Four Olds" campaign was launched, Qin Shanlin's life was cut short. Commune personnel came and smashed his house, and he was paraded through the streets and subjected to struggle sessions. He came back half dead, and never dared to read feng shui again. He relied on his seniority in Qinjiazhuang, his three sons all serving in the production team, and his reputation as a feng shui master, so he still had a lot of prestige in the village. Asking him to forgive him was harder than climbing to heaven.
night!
Zhong Yuemin and his companions were sleeping in a row on the kang. Ermao was short and skinny, but he snored loudly, and also gnashed his teeth and farted. Damn, it was like a symphony all night long. But everyone was used to it. Just then, outside, there was a harsh sound of gongs beating, "Dangdangdang..." and someone shouted,
"A leopard has entered the village. A leopard has entered the village and injured someone..."
Zhong Yuemin and his companions got up from the kang, put on their clothes and shoes, and ran out. When they arrived at the yard, everyone else had also gotten up.
"A leopard has entered the village and injured someone. All militia members must gather at the brigade headquarters..."
Qin Zhong and his son Qin Han were both militiamen in the brigade. They had guns and took the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle from home.
"You stay at home, don't come out," he ran out of the yard and rushed to the brigade headquarters.
"Yuemin, let's go take a look too, let's go!"
"Aren't you afraid of being taken away by a leopard?"
In fact, he also wanted to go. After arriving in the countryside, apart from the fight with the rapist, he had no chance to practice. He now used the Iron Bull Kung Fu to hit his abdomen with a hammer, and the sound of his abdominal cavity was loud and echoing. This should be the "abdominal sound" that the master had mentioned before. He was afraid that he had reached the great perfection level.
leopard?
Great, this is a good opportunity to try out your skills. If you can’t win, you can hide in the space, which is foolproof.
Zheng Tong said, "There are so many people here, and they have guns. What's there to be afraid of? Let's go and take a look. I've only seen leopards in zoos, but never in the wild. This is a rare opportunity."
"Okay, let's go take a look!"
Even Qin Ling wanted to follow. When they arrived at the brigade headquarters, they heard a woman crying. They squeezed into the crowd and saw a woman kneeling on the ground and wailing loudly. On the other side, there was a sheep with its throat bitten off. There was blood all over the ground. It was deader than dead.
"Uncle Qin, what's going on? The dead sheep shouldn't be so sad, right?" Zheng Tong asked.
Qin Zhong saw Zhong Yuemin and the others nearby and said, "Why are you here? It's too dangerous. Go back quickly."
"Uncle Qin, what's the danger? Does this leopard have three heads and six arms? There are so many of us, and we can drown this beast with just a spit from each of us. What's going on?"
"The child was taken away!"
"Ah?! Then hurry up and save them."
Just as he finished speaking, a gray-haired old man came up to the group with a cane, speaking anxiously.
"That beast ran to the back mountain. If anyone can rescue my grandson, I... my Qin family will give him a thousand yuan. No matter if he lives or dies, everyone should help."
One thousand dollars, rich and powerful!
Zhong Yuemin asked, "Uncle Qin, who is this?"
Qin Zhong said, "Old fellow Qin Shanlin."
Oh, it turned out to be Qin Yiwan. One thousand yuan is definitely a huge sum of money for a rural family, but no one responded at the scene.
Zheng Tong said, "Uncle Qin, are the people in your Qin Family Village so rich? Are they not tempted by a thousand yuan? Yuemin, how about we go and look for them?"
Qin Zhongdao:
"Xiao Zheng, how can a rural family be rich? They can barely get enough to eat. I'm afraid only the Qinshan Lin family can come up with a thousand yuan. But that money is not so easy to come by. Not to mention that leopard is ferocious, the back mountain is covered with dense jungle and filled with miasma. It's easy to get lost. Few people go there in broad daylight, let alone in the middle of the night. It's even haunted recently."
"Haunted?"
"Yes!" Qin Zhong said:
"Previously, shepherds from several nearby villages went there to graze their sheep, and the sheep suddenly disappeared for no apparent reason. It didn't seem like they were carried off by wild animals; they disappeared silently, with no remains found. Also, two women who had gone there to chop wood disappeared after entering the mountain. The commune organized a large search, but no one was found, either alive or dead. They seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth. Someone spread the rumor that it was a ghost. Some villagers heard women crying and shouting for help in broad daylight outside the back mountain, but there was no one inside. They were so scared that no one dared to go in since then."
"If there really is a ghost, I'd like to see it!"
Zhong Yuemin was eager to try, so he stepped forward.
"Hey, Mr. Qin, I want to find your grandson. I don't want a thousand yuan. How about you bury Qin Ling's father's ashes in the Qin family's ancestral tomb?"