A lucky cat fell from the sky.

Chapter 68 The Crying in the Middle of the Night

In the family of Sixia Village, Hao Henxin and his son Hao Xiajian sat facing each other.

This house is quite dilapidated and drafty. The weather in the mountains is quite warm in the first half of the night, and there are many mosquitoes, but it gets cold in the second half of the night.

This was the first time the father and son had come to the medicine market. It turned out that all the people who came to Sixia Village to collect medicine were Hao Henduo. This time, because of Wu Cheng's matter, Hao Tianqi expelled Hao Henduo from the Hao family, so he had no choice but to send Hao Henxin.

Hao Henxin was also very interested in the medicine collection. This time, he not only wanted to perform well, but also to cure the annoying corn on his forehead.

Because Wu Cheng paid extra to have time during his surgery, none of the Hao family members knew how he resolved the strange corn.

They pinned their hopes on encountering some expert at the medicine market, after all, this medicine market was a rather mysterious place for them.

It is said that people enter the medicine market through many entrances, bringing all sorts of strange medicines and strange medical techniques, and they might just run into a skilled doctor.

At this moment, Hao Xiajian and Hao Henxin were both wrapped in thin blankets, but they were still shivering in the cold mountain wind.

"Dad, look at the house you chose. Can anyone live in a place like this?" Hao Xiajian scolded.

"You're still blaming me? If you hadn't given up the best spot to those two girls from the Bai family to curry favor with them, would we be freezing here?" Hao said with resentment.

"That's what you said. You said that our Hao family has offended the Du family of Xiyang, and now we need to win over other families, especially the Bai family. Bai Li, the Divine Eye of Xiyang, has a good relationship with the Du family and can put in a good word for us."

The two were blaming each other when they suddenly heard soft sobbing coming from outside the door.

The low sobbing sound seemed to be coming from a woman.

She cried in a suppressed and heartbroken manner.

The sound was low, but clearly audible.

The two of them quieted down and listened intently, and the woman's cries seemed to grow clearer: "I died so tragically."

Upon hearing this, both of them shuddered.

They all live in the city, where there are usually many people, so no one would encounter such strange things.

But now this place is a remote mountain village.

Logically speaking, the people in this mountain village are all quite simple and honest, so no one would want to mess with me, right?

Moreover, they had no grudges against anyone here. It was their first time here, and no one knew them. So how could they hear such strange noises?

Hao Henxin pushed Hao Xiajian: "Go out and take a look."

Hao Xiajian trembled and asked, "Why me?"

“Nonsense, I’m your father,” Hao Henxin said.

"So what? I'm still your son. Why should I be the one to investigate something so frightening?"

"Or maybe we should just pretend we didn't hear it, stay up all night, and go to the medicine market tomorrow."

The two of them agreed to cover their heads with the blankets and dared not make a sound.

But the more they tried not to listen, the more the sound seemed to penetrate their ears.

"I died so tragically! I have no head, I have no legs! Can someone lend me a pair of legs?"

Neither of them dared to go out or sleep, fearing that someone would remove their legs while they slept. When dawn broke, they got up with dark circles under their eyes that rivaled those of pandas.

Just then, the lady of the house came over to deliver breakfast, and Hao Henxin took the opportunity to ask her, "Sister-in-law, is your house clean?"

"It's clean! I clean it every day, how could it not be clean?"

"That's not what I meant. I meant, has anyone died in this house?"

"He died, of course he died." The woman seemed incredulous. "Don't people die in your city homes?"

"We usually die in the hospital," Hao Henxin said.

"That's strange, what would you use it for at home?"

Hao Xiajian was a little displeased when he heard the woman questioning the lifestyle of city dwellers: "How can someone die in the house? Of course, you take them to the hospital to die."

"That's why I say it's strange. I'm not well-educated, but I've heard of dying peacefully in one's own home and dying far from home. I've heard from the elders that the happiest thing in life is to die peacefully in one's own home, and the most unfortunate thing is to die away from home."

This is a cultural difference, and arguing about it is pointless.

So Hao said with a heavy heart, "So that means someone died in this house?"

“It’s not just one; our ancestors all died in this house. Our ancestors accumulated good karma, and none of them ever died a violent death outside; they always died in bed.”

"Is there... one without a head and legs?" Hao Xiajian asked.

"What do you mean by that?" The hostess was displeased when she heard Hao Xiajian ask this question. "Didn't I say that our ancestors have accumulated good karma and no one has ever died a violent death? If you ask such questions again, I will tell my husband not to take you to the medicine market."

Hao Xiajian dared not ask any more questions.

The woman seemed to have thought of something and muttered to herself, "Could it be her?"

Hao Henxin quickly asked, "Who are you talking about, sister-in-law?"

The woman said no.

Hao Henxin pressed her for details before the woman finally said, "Actually, I only had a suspicion. I heard from the older generation that a tiger used to come down from the mountain to hunt for food near this house and ate a little girl. It seems that it ate her head and legs as well."

Their eyes met. Hao Xiajian and Hao Henxin exchanged a glance. Yes, it must be this little girl. But why would this little girl come looking for them?

"Sister-in-law, may I ask you something about this young girl..."

Before Hao Henxin could finish speaking, the hostess said, "What little girl? I don't know anything about her."

Hao Henxin thought for a moment, then took out a small yellow croaker: "Sister-in-law, we really want to ask for your advice, otherwise it will be a problem to keep it in our hearts."

The woman took the small yellow croaker, glanced outside, and lowered her voice: "Our local legend says that people eaten by tigers cannot be reincarnated after death; they become tiger accomplices, who will find food for tigers."

"If you can hear the tiger's accomplices, then you've probably been targeted by them and will end up as food for the tigers. Did you hear the tiger's accomplices?"

Hao Xiajian and Hao Henxin exchanged a glance but denied it repeatedly: "No, we're just curious and wanted to ask."

The hostess then instructed, "If you really hear the voice of the tiger's accomplice, that's terrible. You have to go to the village entrance and find Old Ancestor Guo. If Old Ancestor Guo can help you, then any tiger's accomplice can be dealt with. Otherwise, you may not survive the night."

Guo Laozu? The Hao family father and son decided to go to the village entrance immediately to look for the god-like Guo Laozu that the lady of the house had described.

After they left, the woman also went out and went to her neighbor's house.

A pretty girl and a middle-aged man were sitting in the neighbor's house. If Wu Cheng were here, he would definitely recognize that the pretty girl was his die-hard fan, Hao Xiachan.