"Qianzi..."

At this time, a scream came from behind the temple, followed an old man from behind, looking around with anxiety on his face. It was Mr. Sha Qiangzi!

After seeing us, he quickly walked up to us and asked, "It's the big brother, have you seen my nephew?" The old man remembered xing very well, and he still remembered me.

Seeing his anxious look on his face, I couldn't bear to lie and lie to him, so I told the truth: "I saw him walking south last night. Didn't I go home this morning?"

"Last night? Have you been here last night?" the old man asked in surprise.

"Because we left something here yesterday, when we came back to look for it, we found that he was calling his father while heading south." I told a lie to pass.

"Oh, where did this kid go?" the old man frowned and looked at the south side.

I looked down at the paper ash in front of the grave, and my heart moved and asked him, "Uncle, did you see someone coming here to visit the grave just now?"

The old man was stunned, and looked at the grave with my eyes, shook his head blankly: "I haven't seen you. Strange thing, this is a masterless grave, who will burn paper?"

"Didn't there be a friend in this life?" I asked.

The old man tilted his head and thought for a while and said, "Yes, she had a very good relationship with a girl named Xiu'er in Xiping Village at that time, and maybe it was the grave she came to visit."

The Xiuer he mentioned is now an old lady, and she is so called so watery.

I smiled and looked at the grave again. The female educated youth was particularly interested in her opposite me and wanted to know some of her past events during her lifetime. So I pointed to a few big poplar trees in the north and said, "Uncle, it's so hot, sit down and rest and then look for Qiangzi. By the way, tell us the story of the female educated youth."

When Shen Bing heard the two words of the story, his eyes shone and said, "Yes, uncle, it's too hot, let's take a break."

The old man looked at Nanbian and nodded, "This child often doesn't see anyone after walking for two or three days, so he won't look for him." Then he walked with us to the big poplar tree over there, and found a clean place to sit down.

Speaking of female educated youth, the old man thought for a long time. It was in 1973, and it has been almost forty years now. He was only twenty-five years old at that time. In a blink of an eye, so many years have passed. The old man didn't tell a story, but he sighed first.

The female educated youth was named Yuan Jingfang. She was twenty-one or two years old when she came to Shuiliuzhuang to the countryside. She was very beautiful and loved by everyone, and everyone called her Xiaofang.

Uh, this name is good. There is a girl named Xiaofang in the village. She is beautiful and kind, with big beautiful eyes...

Although Xiaofang is a city girl and looks delicate and weak, she is resilient to work, and never complains when she goes to the field to work. She is also helpful and has a very good reputation in the village. However, this girl studies archaeology and likes to find ancient tombs and cultural relics nearby for no reason.

In that era, no one paid attention to this, and even when they saw cultural relics, they were destroyed. For example, Yangxian Temple was originally a large-scale Beidi Temple, which worshipped the water gods of snakes and turtles. The old man said this very excitedly. I thought to myself, don’t you tell me, don’t you know who Beidi?

The Beidi Temple was pushed down at the time, leaving behind a pile of ruins. Xiaofang often sneaked outside the village at night and digged things in the ruins. He heard that she had found a good thing, which was said to be a golden box hidden under the base of the statue. I don’t know who discovered this, so I told the village chief that I was criticized and criticized. I was labeled as a demon and a monster, smashed the gold box, and hung it on her neck to parade in the streets.

In a few days, a very young girl was tortured to death. When the old man said this, he kept sighing, as if he remembered Xiaofang's miserable situation back then, and felt quite pity.

Xiaofang was in serious condition and was locked up in the brigade headquarters. There was someone responsible for the supervision. She didn't give food for a few days and was about to die. Thanks to Xiu'er from Xiping Village, she secretly gave her food in the second half of the night and allowed her to live for a few more days.

But one morning a few days later, someone found Xiaofang hanging on a big tree in front of the ruins of the Beidi Temple. She was very miserable in death, sticking out her tongue and her eyes opened. Some people said that she died unjustly, and that she must have been dispersed after death. What's even worse was that she cut off her hands with both hands at the same time. After being removed, no one found where her hands were, which made the villagers feel very scared.

Some people said it was murder, and they cut off Xiaofang's hands and hanged them. Some people said that she cut off her hands after her death and kept them against those who criticized her. For this matter, those people had nightmares every day and secretly ran to Xiaofang's grave to repent.

After her death, she had no relatives in charge and died so miserably. Who dared to bury her in her own field? So she wrapped her in a straw mat and dug a hole under the roots of a big tree. After she died, nothing happened. Until the 80s, after a Yangxian Temple was rebuilt here, someone always heard women crying here at night.

Since then, the villagers didn't dare to come here at night. It happened that Qiangzi was not afraid of anything when he was five years old. When he came out to play at night, he went to the temple to shelter from the rain. He became dumb the next day. Not long after, his parents died suddenly without illness. This made the village guess that it must have been done by Xiaofang's ghost.

So at this temple fair, everyone was scared and surrounded the grave with big red silk cloth. However, unexpectedly, something happened yesterday.

After the old man finished speaking, he kept looking at the grave, his face flashing with a look of horror.

Shen Bing and I looked at each other, and we both sighed at the same time. This girl died so miserably, but in that era, she was too much and it was not surprising to say it. But when we heard this story, we still felt very upset.

"Have you never come to find her in Xiaofang's family?" Shen Bing asked with a depressed look on her face.

"It is said that her parents are archaeological experts. They died earlier than her and there was no one at home." The old man stood up, his face full of decline, and he did not say goodbye to us, and walked straight back to the village.

When we returned to the town, Shen Bing seemed depressed, maybe she was still thinking about Xiaofang's story. I told a few jokes, but I didn't make her laugh.

"Don't mess with the local buns. My heart is as heavy as a big stone." She pouted and said to me, "Why do you think Xiaofang will cut off her hands after she dies? Forget others are so cruel to you, but you have to be so cruel to yourself."

I touched her little head and said, "Silly girl, she didn't commit suicide."

Shen Bing glared: "It wasn't a suicide, who did it?"

"How can anyone know who did it? But from the analysis of her death, it is simply murder. After death, a person's soul is very weak and he will not cut off his hands. Besides, I have never heard of ghosts that harm their own body, suicide is absolutely not valid." I said with certainty.

"Yes, why didn't I expect it?" Shen Bing said with his head tilted. "Xiaofang is so popular, who will kill her?"
Chapter completed!