Ghosts are not evil

"Everything is true or false, right or wrong, but people can't see everything clearly." Bai Yi sighed.

"Come in, it's time to eat." Bai Yi said so, and pulled Qibao into the room.

Qibao obediently followed Bai Yi into the house, had dinner, and listened to Bai Yi reading to him in a gentle and deep voice under the oil lamp. After making great determination, he reached out and grabbed Bai Yi's sleeve, and asked timidly: "Bai Yi Brother, can I go see Uncle Zhang tomorrow?"

Bai Yi closed the book, hugged Qibao to the bed, and coaxed: "It's getting late, we'll talk about it when you wake up."

Qibao puffed his cheeks with displeasure: "I don't, you always say that."

Bai Yi sighed with a smile, and said helplessly, "Go if you want."

The next day Qibao woke up early, holding a cup of salted tofu made by Bai Yi himself, and went to visit Uncle Zhang in the neighboring village.

Uncle Zhang from the neighboring village is an honest man who does salt drying. He works at sunrise and rests at sunset. It has been like a day for more than ten years.

People in Yancun didn't like to associate with him, thinking he was unlucky.

There is a custom in Yan village that sacrifices to the salt girl. Every year when the sacrifice is held, the village gate is closed tightly to prevent outsiders from entering the village.

Uncle Zhang ran into Yancun by mistake more than ten years ago when Yancun held the Salt Maiden Sacrifice.

He saw with his own eyes that in the salt pond, there was a white-haired girl covered in piss and frowning.

Not everyone can see her, and people in Yancun call her the Yanchi Witch.

If any women in the village commit any bad things, they will sink into the lake here.

Strange to say, in the salt pond, where even a child can't sink normally, when the woman sank into the lake, she was tied tightly to the bamboo raft, and disappeared after a whimper, leaving only the salt pond with white bubbles.

People in the village regard this pond as a fetish.

Yancun is neither near the sea nor the lake, only a small pond in the back mountain.

Due to the year-round drought and little rain on the bank of the pool, the dry pool water condenses into snow-white crystals, like salt, and the people of Yan Village rely on it to make a fortune.

That thing tasted like salt, but it was much finer than salt, and it was soft to the touch.

The price of official salt is frighteningly high, and the surrounding villages all use this kind of thing from the salt village as salt envoys.

There are many people who eat it, and there is no bad feedback. Who cares whether this thing is salt or not, who cares about the name of this salt village and where it comes from.

Ever since Uncle Zhang entered the village, it was strange that people in Yan Village had suffered from a strange disease one after another.

I can't see the sun, and when I see the sun, a layer of pimples like worm cocoons will form all over my body.

People in the village believed that it was Uncle Zhang's intrusion that angered the Yanchi Wu, and they wanted to sink Uncle Zhang into the lake to make amends to the Yanchi Wu.

However, the Yanchi witch does not accept men. If a man from the village bumps into the salt witch, he will die silently at home within three days.

No one dared to collect such a corpse, and most of them were carried to the back mountain and buried in a random hole, and no tombstone was dared to be erected.

Zhang Baisheng was free from illness and disaster, but he brought bad luck to the whole village. One can imagine his situation in the village.

Qibao walked into Uncle Zhang's small courtyard with a basket on his shoulders. The uncle hurriedly gave Qibao the cleanest chair in the house, and took the cup of salted tofu gratefully. Obviously: "It's rare that Mr. Bai is willing to let you come, and he even cooks for you. He's such a kind-hearted man."

After Uncle Zhang said this, he was silent for a while, and then said to Qibao: "Qibao...don't come to Yancun again from now on. You must not reveal a single word I told you to the people in the village. When you leave the village, don’t look back, you understand.”

Hearing what he said, Qibao nodded in a ignorant manner, without asking further questions.

Zhang Baisheng showed a gratified expression, and stroked Qibao's little head pityingly: "Isn't Qibao the favorite to hear people tell stories, uncle, let me tell you a story."

Qibao nodded again and again, Zhang Baisheng said slowly.

In the past, Yan Village was not called Yan Village, but Huali Village. Although it was called that, due to the barren land, the land was dry and rainless all year round. Not to mention flowers, weeds did not grow high.

The people in the village are frightened of poverty, and the younger generation all go outside to seek a way of life, and the rest are old, weak and widowed.

The old people have no children around them, and life is even more difficult, so they pray to God to give them a way out.

The Emperor Canghai had a young daughter named Huali, who offended the Sea God and was punished by the Emperor to contemplate her mistakes behind closed doors in the temple.

Huali sullenly pulled out the petition stick in the altar, and saw the unremarkable stick in the corner, Huali, had the same name as herself.

Huali, who was in a rage, sneaked out and came to Huali Village to spread clouds and rain. Here, it really became Huali Village.

Huali was worshiped as the dragon god, and the village gradually became prosperous, young people came back, and a temple of Huali was built on the mountain.

People who gradually became rich were not satisfied with the life of food and clothing, and prayed to Huali for more blessings.

Longnv Huali has no other skills other than spreading clouds and giving rain. Even if she can touch stones into gold, it is against the way of heaven.

People who are accustomed to the grace of rain and dew are no longer grateful for being regarded as the dragon god Huali by them.

After a long time, except for a few people from the older generation who will come to the Huali Temple, no one else will come.

Losing the belief of the villagers, Huali, who is far away from the sea, is getting weaker and weaker, and the land has gradually become arid again. The Dragon God of Huali Temple is abandoned by her followers, and there are more abuses against her. .

Is it like this for everyone, once you get something, you will ask for more, and if you lose what you already got, you will be full of anger.

Huali squatted in the only remaining flower fields in the mountains, sighing for those dying flowers.

Water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it. The belief of the villagers can make her the dragon god of this side, and can also deprive her of her innate divine power.

A boy of eighteen or nineteen years old came to Huali with a full bosom full of flowers, saying that they were for Huali.

Holding flowers in the flowers, he asked him happily: "Where did you pick such beautiful flowers?"

The boy pointed to the overlapping mountains in the distance: "Over that mountain, there is a large sea of ​​flowers by the stream. I see you looking at flowers here every day, thinking you might like them. I saw you in the temple, and I know you are Goddess Huali."

Sitting in the decaying flower field, Huali hugged the flower, looked at the sky, and asked, "Is that so, do you all not like me anymore, because I can't give you more, I really can't give you more?" You are more."

Mu Sheng broke off a branch of flower and put it in his hair. The wilted flower immediately became brighter.

Mu Sheng smiled and said: "People are always dissatisfied. Just like me, the first time I saw you here, I only thought that I could see you next time. The second time I saw you here, I hoped that every day I can see you. The third time I saw you here, I thought it would be great if you could just look back at me. The fourth time I saw it, I thought it would be great if I could sit next to you. I am full Courage, crossing mountains and ridges, I just hope that if it is delivered to your eyes, will you like it?"

Huali was surprised by Mu Sheng's honesty, Mu Sheng pulled Huali up and said to take her to see something.

The night view of the street market is very charming, with lights floating on both sides, and fragrant buildings with painted boats.

Huali was stunned, the most beautiful thing she had ever seen was the fluorescent lights on the bottom of the sea, which she had never seen before.

After Huali left, Huali Village was devastated, and there was a drought for days. Angry people smashed the Huali Temple and called her a useless dragon god.

Huali was getting weaker and weaker, Mu Sheng saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

While Huali was resting, Mu Sheng placed a large amount of food, cloth and silver in the dilapidated Huali temple, pretending to be the angel of Huali, and came to help the people in the village, hoping that people would believe in Huali again.

However, a temporary favor cannot solve the problem. People only care about themselves and forget the poor god.

Mu Sheng was no longer able to help the villagers, and the villagers who were used to accepting favors, seeing that he couldn't bring out anything, clamored to throw the statue of Huali to the back mountain to calm their anger.

During a dispute with people, Mu Sheng was hit by a falling idol and died.

Huali rushed over, holding Mu Sheng's body and weeping. She complained loudly to those villagers who accepted the favor but were not satisfied. She left the pool of salt water in her resentment and disappeared before people's eyes.

Many years later, the descendants of Huali Village gradually forgot about Huali, and the tears accumulated beside the salt pond have become a way for people to get rich.

Huali cursed the descendants of Huali Village with the body of the gods, so that they were not allowed to move to their hometown for generations and suffered from pests.

She is no longer a god, she is willing to work with the devil.

People in Yan Village do not eat tear stains, and tear stains are sold to people in other villages.

People in Yan Village all cook rice in the salt pond, but they don’t know that there is a kind of small and transparent water worm parasitic in the salt pond. .

Eating salt water, the leech will eat away at the human body, then devour the host, and break out of the cocoon.

The scene that Zhang Baisheng stumbled upon when he stumbled into the salt village happened to be the scene of the water mayhem gushing out of the body of the flower. The ignorant people were devoutly holding the water in the salt pond.

Zhang Baisheng was frightened by this sight and ran away, but he couldn't take a step out of Yancun, how could Huali let him go.

He did not dare to tell the villagers about this matter, fearing that he would die beyond recognition.

He spent all day in fear, and dreamed of flowers every night.

Dreaming of Huali's past, dreaming of Mu Sheng's bloody face.

As time passed, Zhang Baisheng was no longer so afraid.

She was also kind in Huali before, but she was forced into such a situation.

She used to smile like a flower, but now she is completely different, how can she not hate it.

Zhang Baisheng became a salt collector, living beside the salt pond all day long, watching Huali soaking in the pond or squatting by the pond, thinking of her Mu Sheng.

Occasionally, Huali would tell him about her past, how scary Canghai Shenhuang's straight face is, that the Beiyi Shenjun her sisters are fighting for is actually an old man who has lived for an unknown amount of time, and that Mu Sheng and her fleeting bliss.

There is nothing in the flower except memory.

Years of insect bites made her forget the shame she should have as a god, and even as a human being.

Zhang Baisheng patiently taught her how to put on clothes.Teach her not to be around those bugs all day.

Huali turned around and said calmly: "Except for bugs, nothing else will be with me."

Zhang Baisheng proved with his actions that besides the bug, he would be with her.

Huali asked Zhang Baisheng: "Baisheng, will you always be with me?"

Zhang Baisheng rolled up that white hair for her, and pinned a daisy to her ear: "I will always be with you."

Huali raised the corners of her mouth, maybe she didn't even realize it: "There are hundreds of lives, and I feel that these water may not be so annoying."

Because of these words, Zhang Baisheng fell completely. He could stay with her until death.

Whenever the water mayhem hatched, it would constantly bite Huali. At that time, the whole village was filled with Huali's cries, but only Zhang Baisheng could hear it.

Zhang Baisheng wished he could bear it for her, he could only look at the tears streaming down his face, and shook his head desperately, telling him not to come over.

Qibao is playful, running all over the mountains and plains, strays into Yancun, and is attracted by Huali's resentment to the bank of Yanchi.

Zhang Baisheng rescued Qibao. If a person from another village accidentally fell into the salt pond, no one would rescue him, and no one dared to rescue him. They would easily sink to the bottom of the lake and disappear without a trace.

The reason why the people in Yancun did not sink to the bottom of the lake was because of the worms on their bodies, the mother worms would not eat their young.

The woman who was drowned in the lake disappeared in the lake because the menstrual blood carried the worms out of her body, lost the protection of the worms, and died in the mouth of the water may.

Zhang Baisheng asked Huali to let the child go, he didn't want Huali to bear more sins.

Huali sank to the bottom of the lake silently, thinking, maybe Zhang Baisheng won't come tomorrow, people are like this, they worship you at every turn, and hate you at every turn.

Zhang Baisheng sent Qibao to the entrance of the village and told him not to come to Yancun again. Bai Yi appeared without saying a word, and before Qibao had time to say goodbye to Zhang Baisheng, he was taken back in a hurry.

The disobedient Qibao has always loved to run to Yancun since then. After knowing that Bai Yi can psychic, Zhang Baisheng felt that there was a glimmer of hope that Bai Yi might know how to save Huali.

Bai Yi met Zhang Baisheng twice. The first time, Zhang Baisheng was standing at the entrance of the village with Qibao. Behind Zhang Baisheng, he saw a resentful insect feeding body. It was already able to leave the soul, but it was not strong enough for Zhang Baisheng to see.

He didn't want Qibao to get too involved in this matter, but Qibao refused to listen to him.

When Qibao went home, he always talked to Bai Yi about Zhang Baisheng's love and pity for Huali, but Bai Yi remained indifferent.

When Qibao fell asleep, Baiyi went to Yancun and told Zhang Baisheng that as long as he was willing to exchange his life for his life, he might be able to save Huali.

Maybe it's pitiful, maybe it's perfect.

At the moment when Zhang Baisheng was swallowed by the water mayhem, he finally hugged Huali in his arms as he wished. It was not as warm as imagined, it was bone-chillingly cold.

I couldn't accompany you in the previous life, but I can save you in this life, so that's all right.

There is no longer white powder scale around the salt pond, and the water in the salt pond is no longer salty.

The barren land made the young people in the village take their children to make a living outside the village, and the old people also left. This place has become a deserted village.

Huali Village, according to people outside the village, the reason why it is called Huali Village is because there is a woman named Huali living in this deserted village.

She always wears white clothes with white hairpins, and guards the two tombstones beside the salt pond.

Huali can't hate her anymore, God gave her two people, one fell in love with her when she was most frustrated, and the other fell in love with her when she was most miserable, she didn't dare to ask for anything more.