Bone

As expected, Qin Nianjiu is not someone who can hide things in his heart. On the way there, he couldn't help but tell Tan Fengyue what happened in Yecheng, saying that when he was staying at the border, he always saw a man surnamed Yu The paper money burned for his wife has been burned day and night for two and a half years.

When he arrived in Yecheng and found an inn to settle down, he was still chattering in Fengyue's ears with emotion, "——Such infatuation is really rare in the world. When I saw it at that time, I always thought, why no one gave me love?" Burn one or two, hey..."

Tan Fengyue Quan thought that his nonsense was deaf to his ears, and before he realized it, he booked two rooms with the innkeeper, and threw the signboard of one of them to Sanjiu while going upstairs.

Qin Nianjiu didn't know anything about it, he just walked up the stairs and kept sighing to himself, "...if it's interrupted a few times, it's fine, he is really, he must be burned every day! I even doubt him Is there anything else to do besides burning paper every day..."

When I heard him talk about it at the beginning of Sanjiu, I still felt it was interesting, but now I am tired of hearing it, and Quan regarded him as a transparent person, holding the wooden sign and saying to his fairy in surprise and joy: "This is Is it for me? Can I live in a room by myself?"

The flies were still buzzing in the ears, Tan Fengyue nodded without looking sideways, "You are old, you should live in a room alone."

Sanjiu looked puzzled, thinking that I was already dead, wasn't I always this old, and then thought how could you two adults share a room again?But he was always happy to be free, so he didn't ask any more questions, and only said expectantly: "Then can I go out and have a walk by myself later, I promise nothing will happen!"

The city on the left and right is very small, and no one in the city can see this little ghost. Tan Fengyue nodded slightly, "Don't play too late, and don't go out of the city, come back before dark."

As soon as the words fell, Sanjiu's ghost disappeared in front of his eyes, only Qin Nianjiu was still thinking, "...Ah, I'm really curious about what that Mr. Yu's family looks like..."

Tan Fengyue: "..."

"It's over." He secretly thought why he chose Yecheng for a transit without looking too far, Tan Fengyue threw the clothes and cloth bag into the room, and dragged the ghost who talked too much, "Let's see."

Yecheng is neither prosperous nor rich. It is just an ordinary small city with few shops on the streets and many idlers at the end of the alleys. They are playing chess or choosing vegetables.

Walking slowly along the road, Tan Fengyue felt that this matter was not very interesting at all, it could only be called an anecdote at best, so he walked slowly, but Qin Nianjiu was very interested, and led him straight to the north of the city, saying Read: "The suburbs of Beiye...the suburbs of Beiye..."

Tan Fengyue heard him read, and couldn't help but said: "The house in the north of the city is not only the family surnamed Yu, how do you know which one it is?"

You can't ask people from house to house, it's so disturbing.

"Isn't that easy?" Qin Nianjiu waved his hands, looking confident, "Then Mr. Yu's family burns paper all day long, and the burning paper must have a burnt smell. Just follow the burnt smell to find it."

"Oh——" Tan Fengyue raised the corners of her mouth slightly, turned her head to look at him, and said in a long voice: "As expected of Tianzun, the nose is easy to use—"

Hearing the teasing meaning in his words, Qin Nianjiu pinched the tip of his nose preemptively, "You are the dog's nose!"

Tan Fengyue's closeness to him was very helpful, and she chuckled a few times silently, which made Qin Nianjiu feel ashamed and withdrew his hand embarrassingly.

No matter what, what he said really made sense.Just now when he walked to the north of the city, he could already smell the scorched smell of burning paper. Following this smell, he saw a small courtyard without searching carefully.

Thinking that the hostess of this house is dead, and the host is obsessed with burning paper all day long, the small courtyard must be very barren, but after a closer look, it is indeed so.

As Qin Nianjiu said, the Mr. Yu's family should be burning paper, and there is a burnt smell coming from behind the house along with black smoke.As the smell of paste drifted away, what I saw in front of me was a simple tile house. The wall skin had been smoked yellow and brittle, and a lot fell off, revealing patches of red bricks mottled, and weeds grew wildly. Under the window, there are many big holes in the paper window leaf, and through the window, you can see the messy and dusty furnishings inside, which can be described as a desolate scene inside and outside.

Seeing this scene, Qin Nianjiu couldn't help sighing again, "You see, once his wife dies, he has no intention of living."

... I really don't know what this matter has to do with this ghost, and it can make him so moved.Tan Fengyue turned her head and glanced at him in a little puzzlement.

Seeing the word "troublesome" in his eyes, Qin Nianjiu clicked his tongue lightly and stared back, "Seeing that he has deep affection, I feel sorry for him. Why, no?"

The heart is clear that seeing someone burning paper, I feel jealous, Tan Fengyue shook her head and denied it, "How dare you."

This ancestor has always been cold-hearted, Qin Nianjiu didn't expect him to understand the true feelings in the world, so he whispered out the secret in his heart, "...Others are deeply in love, how can they be so indifferent like you—"

He was obviously talking about other people's affairs, why did he scold him again?Tan Fengyue slightly raised her eyebrows, she didn't say anything to refute him, she just said coolly: "I don't think Tianzun is so understanding and loving."

Qin Nianjiu was choked up by him, and was speechless for a moment.

He is really just a ghost who doesn't remember the past, and even the warmth and coldness of human relationships are only known to a certain extent after returning to the sun, how can he be called understanding and loving... After all, he has a deep understanding of the word "affectionate" His cognition is limited to the Yu family's husband, so he is so concerned about this, thinking to come and find out.

So, what position does he have to blame the ancestor for being cold?

... No, it's their business to be affectionate, so what did he blame the old man for?

A question surrounded himself, Qin Nianjiu stood there blankly, without making a sound for a long time.The feeling that he couldn't figure out or recognize filled his heart again, and it seemed that there was an answer ready to come out, which made him dare not think deeply.

Seeing him stunned, Tan Fengyue secretly thought that she had spoken too seriously, and when she spoke again, she slowed down her voice a little, "It's already here, let's go and have a look."

Hearing him speak, Qin Nianjiu hurriedly put aside the complicated thoughts in his mind, nodded, and followed him carefully along the courtyard wall to the backyard.

After turning the corner, I vaguely saw a clump of fire through the fence, and a figure crouched beside it.The man was tall, but very thin, with sunken cheeks, but his eyes protruded outwards, his hands kept passing the silver paper in his arms to the fire, and he muttered something in a hoarse voice.

Tan Fengyue paused, but Qin Nianjiu suddenly stopped, his eyes widened in disbelief.

——There was only one person in the courtyard, but what caught his pupils were two overlapping black shadows.

One is the gentleman of the Yu family who is burning the paper, and the other is the wife of the Yu family who has been dead for a long time.

"...don't come looking for me...don't come looking for me..." Mr. Yu looked at the dancing flames blankly, and kept passing silver papers in, "...I didn't mean to... ...I'm not...I just missed..."

The dead soul of the Yu family's lady was haggard, her long loose hair fell to the ground, her hands and feet were bent unnaturally, her exposed arms, face, and neck were covered with bruises from being beaten by fists and feet, and there were many new injuries. With old wounds, she was lying on her husband's body, looking at the flames and laughing silently.

——It really is a different kind of "obsession".

Never expecting such a scene, Qin Nianjiu tugged at Tan Fengyue in a panic, then turned to look at him, "How...how could this be..."

When Tan Fengyue saw him stop, she opened her eyes with a feeling, and also took this "obsessed" scene into her eyes, and heard the words of the Yu family's prayer, she couldn't hide her admiration: "It's really true. infatuation."

At first, I felt a little strange, if this Mr. Yu's true love is as deep as the sea, and he has no intention of living, why didn't he just go after his wife... It's because there are such hidden feelings.

Their voices were not low, but Mr. Yu didn't notice the presence of the person coming, so he kept burning paper money, muttering in his mouth: "...Don't...don't look for me...I'm unintentional... ..."

The Yu family's lady withdrew her sinister smile, turned her head around for a moment, and met the eyes of Tan and Qin.

Seeing that the two seemed to be able to see her, she wrinkled her bruised face and screamed at them: "Get lost!"

With a shout, Qin Nianjiu and Tan Fengyue hadn't reacted yet, but they saw that Mr. Yu's family was so excited that he sat down on the ground, shaking like chaff, and shouted with his teeth clenched: "...don't look for me ! Don't look for me!"

Seeming to have been frightened to the point of losing his mind, he threw the silver paper in his arms into the fire, "...don't come to me!!"

The fire couldn't withstand being covered with paper like this, but it was extinguished, leaving a wisp of green smoke.Seeing that the fire was extinguished, Mr. Yu's face turned ashen, and he could only scream in horror, and crawled into the house almost on hands and feet, "Extinguish! Extinguish! Flint—flint—!"

The female ghost lying on his back was delighted to see his madness, giggled, and then turned to look at the fence, only to find that the two strange men standing there had disappeared.

……

On the way here, he was full of enthusiasm, but on the way back, he was so depressed that there seemed to be clouds over his head. Qin Nianjiu didn't even bother to open an umbrella. He hung his head and followed Tan Fengyue's side, his face was full of frustration, "How could it be like this..."

Tan Fengyue kindly held an umbrella for him, and didn't fan the flames anymore, she just comforted him and said: "If you think about it better, then the Yu family's husband will be retribution."

Karma pays off, the Mr. Yu's family is in panic every day, and he is infected by his wife's resentment. I'm afraid there are not a few years left to live. When he dies, the Yu's wife's resentment should disappear——

"...I know." Qin Nianjiu didn't know this, but he still looked depressed, "I'm not worrying about this..."

"There are so many people with deep affection in the world, why do you want to find the truth from the two of them." Tan Fengyue persuaded lightly, "Luo Qingyu and Chen Wenyu, Wang Er and his wife, and I—"

His voice cut off a little, swallowed the word "I" back, and then continued: "Isn't it all sincere."

"Well, yes." Qin Nianjiu replied sullenly, "I just...have stayed in the borderland for so long, and it's not uncommon for strangers to burn things in memory of their dead, but...most of them only burn for a few years Afterwards, it seems to have faded and forgotten, and it was only burned down as usual during the Qingming and Zhongyuan periods. This person was burned day and night. I still treat him..."

At the end of the day, he always envies that others remember their old friends.

Tan Fengyue always heard him mentioning that no one made a sacrifice for him earlier. At that time, he only thought that he was just joking. If it wasn't for such an episode, he would never know that he really cared so much...

Once I recall that this ghost has not stepped out of the boundary for 67 years, no one sacrifices him, no one misses him, and the only thing with him is boundless silence... I feel stuffy again in my heart. waves into the sea.

In this way, it really made him a little unbearable.

Having already arrived at the inn, Tan Fengyue pursed her lips, put away the black umbrella, and handed it back to Qin Nianjiu, "Go back to your room first, I'll be there later."

Qin Nianjiu was still depressed, he didn't ask him where he was going, and went upstairs as he said.