Infinite flow: I have a trick! I have a trick for fighting ghosts

"Huh? What happened?" Shangguan Qingye asked in a puzzled manner.

"Sir, something strange happened to my mother's coffin. Can you help us? I beg you." The woman's voice was hoarse and sincere.

"Okay, from what you just said, I think you don't have enough manpower. I'll call someone else to go with us." Shangguan Qingye pretended to walk back upstairs.

"Hey, wake up and come with me."

Shangguan Qingye deliberately raised his voice, and the two looked at each other and went downstairs.

Guard the hero of the world and help you return home safely.

"Thank you! Thank you, Mr. Detective!"

Sun Gou'er hurriedly thanked him, his face full of gratitude.

Then he went back to the inner room and took out two kerosene lamps.

The lamp in the glass emits a green light, which is extremely strange and makes people feel creepy.

"Here, I'll give you one. The road is dark, so be careful and safe."

Sun Gouer handed one of the kerosene lamps to Shangguan Qingye.

Shangguan Qingye took the kerosene lamp, and a faint stench of decay emanated from it.

Shangguan Qingye frowned and glanced at Nanyu. Nanyu was still as nonchalant as ever, unaware of the stench.

Shangguan Qingye couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could this be corpse oil... As soon as this thought appeared, a chill ran down his spine.

"Let's go." Sun Gou'er was the first to walk out of the house.

Nan Yu took out the soul-binding umbrella from his pocket. When the umbrella appeared, the lingering light on it illuminated a small part of the darkness.

The maple leaves on the umbrella are as red as blood and breathtakingly beautiful.

Nanyu held an umbrella and walked out of the house with Shangguan Qingye.

With the help of the green light of the kerosene lamp, the two finally saw clearly that they looked very much like the two people in the story of "In Collusion".

He was a middle-aged man who was bent over 90 degrees, skinny, leaning on a cane, and with his eyes slanted upwards.

Sitting on the middle-aged man's back was a thin girl who was only seventeen or eighteen years old and was wearing white mourning clothes and a white veil on her face.

Nanyu was a little confused. What was going on?

This copy gave him a weirder feeling than the previous two copies, and the strange atmosphere seemed to follow him everywhere.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

The girl in white on his back quickly knelt on the middle-aged man's back to express her gratitude.

Nanyu was afraid that the middle-aged man's waist would break, so he waved his hand.

"It's okay, it's just you guys..." Nanyu hesitated to speak.

Sun Gou'er seemed to see the puzzled look in their eyes and quickly explained

"Hahaha, Mr. Detective, you don't know something. I'll explain it to you as we go."

"Yes."

"Father, we should go home. Let's go back the same way."

The girl on the middle-aged man's back spoke softly in a hoarse voice.

What? She just mentioned father? Shangguan Qingye felt his brain was shocked.

What kind of twisted copy is this?

The middle-aged man nodded slightly after hearing this, and then turned around slowly with the girl on his back in an extremely stiff posture.

He began to take steps forward, his steps heavy and labored.

"Actually, this is a custom passed down by our ancestors in our town. There's a saying that's been passed down since my grandfather's generation. My grandmother married my grandfather in the same way."

Sun Gou'er spoke in a hoarse voice, remembering what his father had once told him.

"A girl of sixteen must not show her face to anyone, nor go out to see anyone. Her voice must be silenced by smoke, and she must stay in the inner chamber for three years before she can go out to see anyone."

"An unmarried girl can only be carried by her father when she goes out or to the fields, and must wear a veil when she sees people."

Sun Gou'er had almost forgotten everything, and he tried his best to translate what his father had said.

"Girls over the age of sixteen are not allowed to meet the public easily, nor can they go out to meet outsiders at will. Their voices must be hoarse after being smoked, and they must stay in the boudoir for three years. Only then can they go out to meet the public."

"Unmarried women, when they go out or work in the fields, have to be carried on their father's back."

"When meeting people, you must wear a veil and not let your face be easily seen."

After hearing this, Nanyu was stunned for a second, and then his expression returned to normal.

Shangguan Qingye felt that this was simply outrageous.

Is this a bad custom that can be passed down from generation to generation?

These ancient customs must be severely criticized, they are simply a cancer of society.

"I wonder what the purpose of this is?"

"My ancestors probably thought that only chaste women could marry into a good family."

The voice of the girl in white was also smoked, and it was creepy hoarse.

This concept is so backward and wrong that it restricts women's freedom and development and makes them victims of the patriarchal society.

The four of them walked slowly in the dark and silent street in a strange manner.

Under the illumination of the kerosene lamp that emitted an eerie green light, the white paper money on the ground around was all wet by the rain and stuck tightly to the ground, as if telling of endless sorrow.

Nanyu walked in front and Shangguan Qingye walked behind. The two were highly alert to every blade of grass and tree around them.

The raindrops hit the umbrella with a crackling sound, but the wax umbrella held by Shangguan Qingye did not deform at all. Instead, it gave people the illusion that it was alive.

Along the way, Shangguan Qingye found out some useless information.

When he tried to ask for some important information, Sun Gou'er knew nothing about anything, and Shangguan Qingye was almost defeated.

You are a mayor and you don’t know anything. You are a useless mayor.

The two followed Sun Gou'er through many twists and turns and finally arrived at their final destination.

Along the way, Nanyu almost memorized the entire route he had taken, so this time he could run back even if he wanted to.

Everyone stopped in front of an old wooden door. Hanging on the door was a white lantern swaying in the wind, emitting a faint green light.

It looked particularly eerie in the darkness.

"This is too weird. What kind of good person would hang something like this on their doorstep? Art can be down-to-earth, but it can't be down-to-earth."

Shangguan Qingye muttered softly, his face full of disgust and uneasiness.

Sun Gou'er walked forward, pushed the door open, and then made a gesture of invitation.

Nanyu said softly, "You're welcome. You can go first."

"Okay." Sun Gou'er responded quickly and stepped into the door, followed by Zhao Cuizhi and her daughter.

After entering the door, I heard a loud crash from the backyard from a distance.

This sound was not the sound of the female ghost's head hitting the ground, but the dull sound of her head hitting the coffin.

The dull sound seemed particularly abrupt in the silent environment, making people feel creepy.

"Come with me. My mother was buried a few days ago, and today is the seventh day after her death, and this happened."

Zhao Cuizhi choked up and wiped her tears with her veil.

The father and daughter brought everyone to the backyard, where there were not only coffins, wreaths and other memorial items, but also a big black dog tied to the side.

(PS: There will be another chapter in the evening.