Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The blow of the death of his wife and daughter was too unbearable for him. While he was suffering from these vivid memories, he refused to forget them. Even if it was twenty years later, he could still remember them clearly.
He family Village was backed by a river. It rained continuously for half a month that year, and a gap appeared in the embankment of the river. He followed the villagers to plug the gap in the embankment. When he went out, his wife told him that she would give him a gift at noon when she came to give him lunch.
But he dug sand on the river embankment until noon, and instead of waiting for his wife to deliver food, he only waited for the news of his wife and daughter’s death.
The village chief’s wife told him that when they came to the river to deliver food, Nan Nan insisted on following her, but she slipped and fell into the water while walking by the river. Cuiping rushed to pull her up, and both mother and daughter fell into the water, and were then washed away by the river in the blink of an eye.
At that time, Qin Shuyi felt like five thunders were striking his head. It was not an exaggeration to say that his world seemed to have collapsed.
He howled all night by the river but did not dare to go home at dawn and wandered outside like a ghost.
It was at this time that the river embankment, which could have lasted for a few days, was suddenly broken open by heavy rain, and the swollen river water destroyed the entire He family Village in an instant.
He was determined to die, but God refused to let him die. He was washed up by the raging river and hung on a big tree. At that time, he was weak and had a fever, but in his drowsiness, he heard the voices of his wife and daughter.
He felt that they stayed with him until the rescue team arrived.
He was rescued, but nearly half of the people in He family died. This was not supposed to happen.
Thinking about it now, he could only say that it was their retribution.
At that time, he suddenly heard the news of the death and did not doubt the villagers’ claims. But when he was rescued by the rescue team and lay in the shelter where he was placed, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
Nan Nan was only eight years old. It was raining so heavily outside and the dirt road was slippery and difficult to walk on. How could his wife take her with her when delivering food?
People in the village said that Nan Nan was making trouble and wanted to follow her, but Nan Nan had been sensible and obedient since she was a child and would never make trouble unreasonably.
Qin Shuyi, who was lying on the hospital bed, felt more and more that something was wrong the more he thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he felt.
He wanted to go home and have a look, but the flood had destroyed the house, so he found nothing.
But the seeds of doubt had sprouted, and there were more and more things that seemed wrong. Qin Shuyi found that the villagers always looked away when looking at him, as if they were feeling guilty.
He Laosan suddenly went crazy. When he went to visit, he found that someone had blocked his mouth with a cloth, as if he was afraid that he would yell something he shouldn’t say.
Qin Shuyi noticed something was wrong. When the flood receded and the villagers were busy repairing their houses, he secretly visited He Laosan.
He Laosan was no longer gagged. He huddled in the corner of the room in horror and kept muttering: “It’s all retribution, it’s all retribution.”
He Laosan’s wife was burning paper money in the yard and kept mumbling something. He quietly leaned closer to listen, but he heard a truth that filled his body with chills.
The names whispered by the third wife were clearly Cuiping and Nannan.
In a flash of lightning, the fragmented memories in his mind suddenly came together. He recalled that day when he was wandering out. Everyone in the village seemed to be secretly happy. The village chief’s house had even put on a new Sao Qingniang, and he told his family with certainty: “The heavy rain will stop soon, once the rain god is no longer angry.”
He had read books and knew the old custom of worshiping the rain god in He family.
In just a moment, he connected the terrifying truth.
He was so angry that he went to question them and call the police. But the flood had long since washed away all the evidence. Everyone in He family Village said that he had lost his mind and was crazy.
Even the police looked at him with sympathy and said there was nothing they could do.
Qin Shuyi felt that he was really crazy for a while.
He knew the truth behind the death of his wife and daughter but had nowhere to seek justice. He did not leave He family Village but continued to live in the original house like a ghost. People in the village did not dare to talk to him anymore, and everyone walked around him if they saw him.
For many years, he had no way to vent his pain and anger, so he could only vent his pain and anger through paper men and statues.
His house was filled with paper figures of Sao Qingniang and was filled with statues of Sao Qingniang made by his own hands.
He read many books and got to know the legend of Sao Qingniang, so he enshrined the best statue he had made and offered it incense every day, deceiving himself and hoping that his daughter and wife would really have become gods.
This kind of life lasted for twenty years in total.
He family Village was then demolished, and the people in He family Village moved from the village to the city. He followed them closely. No one dared to be his neighbor, so he lived alone on the seventh floor.
He wanted to wait and see the retribution of He family.
Tthe retribution wasn’t over yet, but he couldn’t hold it any longer. He suffered a heart attack and died in his home.
He didn’t know how long he had been dead. He only knew that when he opened his eyes and woke up, a girl who looked like her daughter was squatting beside him anxiously and calling her daddy.
His daughter was back.
From that day on, he began to live like a normal person again, but people began to die in He family.
He stood by the window and looked at the funeral shed downstairs, listening to He Laoliu and his wife quarreling downstairs, saying how terrible the death of He Laoer and He Laosi was, he felt a burst of joy in his heart.
As for other abnormalities, he ignored them. It was not an important matter in the first place.
If it weren’t for Jiang Lan’s sudden visit, he would probably have continued to deceive himself and others.
He gently touched Qingniang’s head, looked at her anxious expression, and whispered, “I’m sorry.”
Because of his selfishness, he allowed this child to kill people in revenge for him.
Sao Qingniang hugged his neck, her face became wrinkled, but there were no tears in her eyes. She just said stubbornly: “I am Nan Nan!”
Jiang Lan walked to the corner of the living room and looked at the carefully placed shrine. He discovered that in addition to the statue of Sao Qingniang, there was also a tablet enshrined next to the shrine, which was the tablet of Qin Shuyi’s deceased wife.
Qin Shuyi placed the statue of his daughter and the memorial tablet of his deceased wife together, and for decades, he continued to offer it incense day and night.
He pointed to the statue and said, “Is this where you came from?”
Sao Qingniang’s body stiffened and she denied loudly: “No!”
Jiang Lan smiled. It looked a bit like a little girl.
“It’s useless if you don’t admit it, I can feel it.”
There was still a trace of spiritual energy left in this statue, which was exactly the same as that of Sao Qingniang.
The idol created with painstaking efforts was worshiped by Qin Shuyi day and night with incense. Twenty years later, it actually gave birth to a spirit.
It was not a god that emerged from the prayers of thousands of believers, but a spiritual body born from the obsession of Qin Shuyi.
It was not a god yet, but if it could continue to be worshiped by incense and practice well, maybe one day it could have become a real god.
But it was willingly stained with blood and cause and effect for Qin Shuyi.
Jiang Lan’s eyes were a little moved. He looked at Sao Qingniang, but he said to Qin Shuyi: “It can’t continue to kill people. It was born too short, killed too many people, and is riddled with resentment, which will eventually make it lose its ability to reason.”
Qin Shuyi’s expression changed, and his hand holding Sao Qingniang began to tremble.
Sao Qingniang was still stern: “You’re talking nonsense!”
At this time, it no longer had a ferocious look on its face, and it only held Qin Shuyi tightly, like a child who was afraid of being abandoned.
Qin Shuyi wiped away its tears and said softly: “Nan Nan, stop it, don’t harm yourself because of those beasts.”
The Sao Qingniang’s body trembled and she cried, “The bad guys deserve to die!”
It was born out of Qin Shuyi’s obsession, and it had a vague consciousness many years ago. It stayed in the statue, listening to Qin Shuyi’s recounting of those past events, and felt so uncomfortable that it was about to die. It wanted to become stronger and accompany its father, but it couldn’t get out of the statue no matter what, and it couldn’t even make a sound.
Until Qin Shuyi’s death.
He suffered a heart attack and died at home. Without relatives and friends, the people in He family did not dare to face him and had long since broken off contact with him. So for a whole month, no one knew that he had already died at home.
In April and May, the temperature was already very high, and the body emitted an unpleasant rotten smell. Rats and insects gnawed at the body day by day, accelerating the decomposition process.
Sao Qingniang felt a surge of energy gathering in her heart, which became stronger and stronger.
Suddenly it could come out of the statue.
It was only a spirit body without a physical body, so it could only attach itself to the paper man. It spent all the power it had worked so hard to accumulate over the years to keep Qin Shuyi’s body from rotting and resurrecting him.
It was at this time that it decided to avenge Qin Shuyi.
It felt like it was Nan Nan.
Big tears of blood rolled out of its eyes. Qin Shuyi hugged it with overwhelming hatred in his eyes.
But no matter how much he hated, he was not willing to let Sao Qingniang harm herself in order to avenge him.
Just like back then, he followed the people of He family like a ghost and made countless revenge and murder plans, but in the end, he did not break the law.
Qin Shuyi kissed Sao Qingniang on her forehead and whispered, “You are a good child, don’t harm yourself for me.”
Sao Qingniang cried so hard that she couldn’t say anything harsh.
He looked at Jiang Lan again and said calmly: “The child is ignorant. I killed those people. If the master wants to punish, then punish me. Don’t involve the child.”
Although he was already a corpse, Jiang Lan shook his head and said, “I have said before that I am only helping the police to find out the truth. People in He family killed people and violated the law, and the police will punish them according to the law and give you justice.”
As for it… Jiang Lan looked at Sao Qingniang: “Although it is not a human being, it has made mistakes and should be punished…”
Qin Shuyi suddenly looked anxious: “It has nothing to do with her, it’s me…”
Seeing this, Jiang Lan curled his lips, cut off his words, and continued to finish what he had not finished: “But killing it was a part of its karma. It was not a heinous crime. The bureau should consider mitigating the punishment as appropriate.”
“But this child is too naughty. You can’t just spoil it. It needs to be educated. Otherwise, it will become really hopeless if it is raised crookedly in the future.”
Qin Shuyi and Sao Qingniang looked at him in astonishment.
There was a smile in Jiang Lan’s eyes and he said, “Come down with me. If you know what is right and what is wrong, the police will give you justice.”
The author has something to say:
Jiang Lan (frowning): The Paper Man is really unpalatable.
Sao Qingniang: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh he is molesting me!!!
Longlong: Who am I, where am I, and what am I doing????
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