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Volume 1 Countryside 018 Haunted

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    Not only Chi Licai told Wang Baoyu about the whole incident, but he also heard it clearly when Ma Shunxi's family moved the grave.  Now I still have to let Chi Lizai say it himself. Only then can he prove that he did fortune-telling without knowing it, so his words can be convincing.

    Wang Baoyu said: "Uncle Chi, since you think highly of me, this matter will be taken care of by me. Just wait and hear the good news!"

    "Baoyu, are you really sure?" Chi Licai still seemed a little hesitant. After all, it was a bit worrying to entrust such a big matter of promotion to a young man.

    "Does Uncle Chi have any other good ideas?" Wang Baoyu asked.

    "Hey, Baoyu, I don't have any other intentions. Look at how much money the family has spent. It's not like you don't know your aunt's character. Your uncle has no time to rest when he comes home." Chi Licai explained with a smile, making excuses.

    "Let's do this, uncle. It's half a month too long and ten days too short. I'll finish the matter for my uncle. If there's no result by then, it's still too late for you to think of other ways." Wang Baoyu said.

    "Okay! Then Uncle Chi will leave everything to you. After things are settled, Uncle Chi will arrange for you to join the village department and be the production captain of the third production team first. When opportunities are found, he will promote you and follow Uncle Chi.  Come on, I will never treat you badly." Seeing how confident Wang Baoyu was, Chi Lizai promised with excitement.

    Of course, Wang Baoyu was very happy when he heard this. Before leaving, Chi Lizai expressed his thanks again and gave Wang Baoyu a cigarette in the drawer. Wang Baoyu was not polite and rushed home with the cigarette in his arms. What cooperation?  It's pleasant.

    Back home, Wang Baoyu handed the cigarette to his godfather Jia Zhengdao and said, "Dad, if you smoke this cigarette from now on, there will be too much oil in dry tobacco."

    Jia Zhengdao took the cigarette and was very surprised. This filter with a large front door was a rare item that ordinary people could not afford to smoke.  In the past, when doing business, others occasionally offered one or two cigarettes. Now Wang Baoyu actually brought one back and couldn't help but ask: "Baoyu, where does the smoke come from?"

    "It was given to me by Party Secretary Chi, don't tell anyone else!" Wang Baoyu said.

    "My son is really good, and he is so close to the party secretary. Baoyu, work hard, and maybe he will be a village cadre in the future. At that time, my father will also feel that his face will be bright." Jia Zhengdao looked happy and straightened up.  Body, chest puffed out.

    "Dad, don't worry, our family's good days are still to come!" Wang Baoyu said.

    Jia Zhengdao said nothing but only left half a cigarette, and forced the remaining half to Wang Baoyu. Wang Baoyu took the cigarette and entered the west room. Jia Zhengdao happily rubbed the cigarette, put it under his nose and smelled it.  He said to himself: "Good smoke is good, it smells so good!"

    After Wang Baoyu returned to the West Room, he began to think hard about how to make Gong Xiangjun spit out the money. As the saying goes, using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, the smoke was not in vain.

    There is a saying that goes, hard work pays off, as long as you think about it, no matter how difficult things are, there is always a way. This sentence is also true when applied to the current situation.

    In the following days, an explosive news spread in Dongfeng Village. Everyone's expression changed when they heard it, and people were panicked for a while.  The most panicked and frightened people were undoubtedly Gong Xiangjun and his wife, because this matter was related to them.

    What happened was this. On that day, Lao Yutou from Dongfeng Village came back from herding cattle a little late. The sun was setting in the west, birds were flying into their nests, and there were few people around. The sky gradually dimmed.  When he passed by Gong Xiangjun's ancestral grave, he suddenly saw a bright light flashing, like a fire burning.  At first, he thought he was too old and was dazzled by what he saw, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously. Later, he was convinced that it was indeed a ball of fire that was "pricking and pricking" and emitting blue light.

    "Will-o'-the-wisp?" When the word entered Lao Yutou's mind, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat and the hairs on his hair stood up. He had only heard about it before, but this time he really saw a ghost.

    Old Yutou was so frightened that he couldn't even scream. He turned around and ran away. After running a few dozen meters, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to drive the cattle, so he hurried back, not even daring to glance at the graveyard again.  He drove the cow as hard as he could with his whip, as if a ghost was chasing him.  One person and one cow ran back crazily. Old Yu Tou lost one of his shoes on the way, and the cow received more whips than usual.

    As soon as he entered the village, the lost Old Yutou told everyone he met: "The ancestral grave of Gong Xiangjun's family is haunted, and there are will-o'-the-wisps." At first, no one believed it, but looking at Old Yutou, whose face was ashen and his lips were trembling, it didn't look like he was lying.  .

    The next day, a few bold and good-tempered young people waited until night fell and went to the ancestral grave of Gong Xiangjun's family to find out the truth. When they saw rustling in the distance and the appearance of will-o'-the-wisps, they finally  Believed.

    So the news that Gong Xiangjun¡¯s ancestral grave was haunted quickly spread in Dongfeng Village. Everyone spread the word, and some said they saw Gong Xiangjun.Some people say that Xiang Jun is the shadow of his grandfather who has been dead for many years. Some people say that will-o'-the-wisps follow people. In short, they are all kinds of things, and the more rumors spread, the more evil they become.

    "When Gong Xiangjun heard about this, he was so frightened that he couldn't sit still. He bought a hundred dollars worth of burning paper and carried it to the cemetery on his bicycle.  There was a burst of burning paper and mumbling, of course, it was nothing more than talking about the deceased relatives, if they had anything to ask for in their dreams, and don¡¯t come out like this to scare people, the pile of paper ashes would be scattered everywhere after the wind blew.  , the black paint looks scary.

    ¡°Don¡¯t tell me, this method is quite effective. The will-o¡¯-the-wisp on the ancestor¡¯s grave is really gone.  However, the ancestral grave is gone, and the will-o'-the-wisp has come home!  Someone saw a faint blue flame behind the door of Gong Xiangjun's house in the middle of the night. This scared Gong Xiangjun out of fear. He closed the door tightly before it got dark and left the light bulb on all night when he slept. For a while, no one was there anymore.  He dared to go to Gong Xiangjun's house for fear of attracting ghosts.

    Naturally, Jia Zhengdao also heard the news. He felt that the time to make money had come, and he was very happy. After dinner that day, he said to Wang Baoyu: "Baoyu, Gong Xiangjun's family specified that something unclean has been stuck on it. He will definitely come to see him in two days."  Dad cracked it.¡±

    Wang Baoyu snickered for a while. There are no unclean things in this world. There are no ghosts in this world. People are open-minded and not afraid of ghosts and gods.  Everything about Gong Xiangjun's family was directed by Wang Baoyu. Of course, everything was done without anyone noticing.

    It turned out that Wang Baoyu's idea was to make Gong Xiangjun feel that there were ghosts and gods in the world and to make him afraid. For this purpose, Wang Baoyu walked dozens of miles of mountain roads to the middle school in the town to find a junior high school chemistry teacher.  I asked for some phosphorus, saying that I needed it for something, and gave the chemistry teacher half a cigarette.  Seeing that the sun was still early, Wang Baoyu went to the supply and marketing cooperative in town and bought him a radio for twenty yuan, thinking that his godfather Jia Zhengdao was bored at night.
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