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Seeing that the villagers were all waiting, the Village Chief said,

"I remember when I was young, I often heard some strange things.

In 1990, two hundred-meter snakes were dug out of the Zibo tunnel in Shandong province, scaring one person to death on the spot.

In 1922, a landslide occurred in a coal mine in Shanxi province. The cause was unknown and twenty people died.

In 1993, a certain village in Liaoning was repairing a temple by the river. The builders were swept away by the river, two people were missing, and one person was confirmed dead.

There are some ancient occupations that you might not have heard of. Even if you have heard of them, you might not believe it.

Those who didn't understand this profession would call the Old God Wang Mister, and those who did know this would respectfully call him Master Wu.

Looking at the sun, moon and stars, looking at the lifeline of plants and vegetation, he could feel the changes in Feng Shui.

There was a spirit in the mountain, and the presence of that spirit could control life and death.

Even in big cities, whenever there were huge projects in the mountains, such as mining and repairing roads, those who understood the rules would always invite a mister. Some big bosses didn't even understand the meaning of the so-called witches and only wanted lucky opportunities.

Construction in the mountains was a major event. Living beings, temples, they could all affect the entire project and even the life of the creator.

"Regarding mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, there are always those kinds of strange rumors and bizarre deaths. Have you ever thought that it might be because of some taboo that caused this unknown thing?"

The village chief seemed to be talking about something else, but it made my heart tremble. What is a witch?

Since the village chief said that the Old God Wang was a witch, then, what the Old God Wang learned was the Compendium of Evil Theurgy …

What does this have to do with the Evil Theurgy? Was it also one of the Feng Shui mystical arts?

Or could it be that the so-called shaman himself was something recorded in the entire Evil Theurgy?

Old mister Wang stood by the side with his hands behind his back, listening to the words of the Village Head. It was as if he was slowly unveiling his mysterious veil.

"You should know that the whole village is related to Magi."

As the Village Head spoke to here, I was even more surprised. The entire village has something to do with mages …

What did that mean?

"I'll tell you about when I first came into contact with the witch.

It was a few years ago, when I was still in town, and the correspondence was almost the same as it is now. There weren't many telephones in the whole village.

Since someone in my family was looking for me, I had to call the school phone before they could find me.

"What took you so long to make that call! Your wife is going to die! Come back quickly and take a look! "

I remember when my mother called me that day, I was delayed, and when I called back, my mother seemed very anxious.

Hearing my mother's words, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I don't even have a partner, where did my wife come from?

But when I heard my mother's anxious voice, I didn't feel like she was teasing me, like it was true. Especially when I heard a confused sound on the other end of the phone, mixed with a burst of crying!

I hurried to ask my mother what was going on, and my mother's words stunned me even more.

When I was very young, my grandfather and an old man from the neighboring village had once arranged a baby marriage for me! "

New Village Head's grandfather, who was also the father of the village chief, had already died a long time ago.

The Village Chief did not stop and continued:

"The marriage date is set for this year!

Hearing my mother's words, I felt stupefied. Why has such a huge matter never been told to me before?

Since it's wedding day this year, why didn't you tell me earlier? If nothing happens to this woman, are you going to tell me on the day of the wedding?

I can be considered to have received a high education. I was unwilling to accept such feudal practices. At that time, I was so angry that I hung up the phone.

Unexpectedly, not even ten minutes had passed before his mother called again. The first thing she said was:

"Child, just treat it as doing fine. If you don't come back, this girl won't be able to close her eyes …"

Hearing this, I was even more furious. I haven't even seen her before, what kind of feelings can I possibly have? How could he not close his eyes!

Also, I know that the old man from Old Bull Village that my mother spoke of died of a serious illness a few years ago. I have always resented this old man.

Because this old man is always muttering to himself, he is a dishonest old man that is famous in the surrounding villages. One can imagine the character of a person who has a bad reputation in several villages, but his relationship with my grandfather and father is not bad …

I know he has a granddaughter, but I've only heard the family mention it. I've never seen the old man, let alone his granddaughter.

As for my grandfather, he passed away a long time ago.

The two old men from back then are already dead. Why should we, the younger generation, abide by their agreement?

Right now, at the crucial moment of my life, I should be honest and go to school instead of going back and suffering.

Seeing my resolute attitude, the mother on the other end of the phone started crying:

"This girl died because of you. No matter what, you have to come back and see."

You don't know this girl, but this girl is very fond of you.

If you don't come back, won't you be too heartless?

I was only five years old when my grandfather was in trouble, so I don't have much of an impression of him.

My father had always been busy with matters of the village. My mother was a rural woman, yet she wanted me to go to university. I understood how difficult these years had been.

So the last thing I want to see is my mother crying... At that time, my determined heart immediately softened. It would have been great if I could go back and take a look … Just treat it as looking at your mother …

Furthermore … What does it mean to die because of me?

I thought it was weird, I couldn't explain it over the phone, and I wanted to go home and find out what was going on.

Another point revealed from his mother's words, that the girl's family sent the half-dead girl to my house. If I don't come back, they won't leave!

That's why I heard the sobs on the phone.

Being single for almost twenty years, suddenly having a wife, and also saying that she was deeply in love with me, logically speaking, I should be happy.

Unfortunately, this feeling of being arranged by someone, and how this girl appeared in my world, made me unable to be happy.

I took the bus straight home. At that time, the road was very remote, much more remote than it is now. The mountain road was rugged, and it would take me four hours to get there even by car.

He got out of the car and ran home. My house was at the entrance to the village.

At this moment, there were flowers and things laid out at the entrance of my house. At the entrance of my house, there were two brightly colored paper men.

It was already 7 in the afternoon and the sky had long since darkened. Although it was summer, the time was not hot and emitted waves of chilliness.

I frowned at the two paper men on my doorstep.

Based on what my mother said on the phone, this girl shouldn't be dead yet. What is the purpose of this family? Why did they put all these wreaths in front of my house?

I opened the door and went in. In my memory, my home had never been so lively before.

There were a lot of people waiting outside. Some were sobbing, some were looking around.

His mother seemed to be trying to comfort everyone by saying something in the crowd.

Seeing me come back, my mother rushed forward and grabbed me.

"You're finally back!" Why are you so slow! "

As I said that, I pulled me into the house. The courtyard was bustling with noise and excitement, but there wasn't a single person in the house. Even my mother walked out hastily after sending me into the house.

Everyone's eyes were focused on me, but no one took a step forward.

I took a deep breath. The people in the courtyard were from our village, as well as some unfamiliar faces. They were probably the girl's relatives.

What did that mean? Why didn't these people come in?

Maybe it was because there was no one in the house, but it gave me a cold feeling. It was clearly a familiar home, but it gave me a strange feeling.