Qingye Supernatural Office

"She was very young. When she married my father, she was only seventeen or eighteen years old. At that time, I was the eldest son in the family, and there were two younger siblings under me, all of whom were siblings to my mother. Her family background was older than that of my mother. Well, my grandmother valued her very much. When I thought about it later, what my grandmother and father valued was only her family background. She has a temper like a child, and sometimes she will play with us. Grandma and father are also indulged, and she is not required to be like She takes care of family affairs like her mother. She doesn't have any thoughts about her mother. It's just because of her personality that she can't be idle, her mouth can't be idle, and people can't be idle. I don't know which maid told her about her mother. I just want to visit my mother’s former residence. My mother didn’t live in the main courtyard in the last year, but moved to the side courtyard. People take care of it. My paintings hang there. Grandma and father don’t allow us to get close to it. Even worshiping my mother is just burning some paper money in the compound, not even a memorial tablet for kowtow.

"My stepmother sneaked into that side courtyard. When she came back, she was very angry. Because grandma and father didn't care, the servants in charge of taking care of there started to be lazy. She had a naive sense of justice and asked grandma and father My father filed a complaint. Looking back, she praised my painting again, and wanted me to draw one for her. I put this matter behind me. On the same day, my grandmother ordered the replacement of the original servant. I saw I knew that she didn't take this matter to heart, and she didn't say punishment, and the matter was handed over to the people below. My stepmother didn't understand this at all. She happily asked me for paintings. Although I Sad, but I don't mean to blame them."

Ye Zheng continued expressionlessly: "I was already 11 years old at the time, and I often recalled my mother, but the memory is a little blurred. What I remember most clearly is her crazy appearance before she died. That's not normal. That It's not like being sick at all.

"But after my mother passed away, nothing happened in the family. I don't know why my mother became like that. Even the painting, after my mother was buried, was collected by my father and placed in a side courtyard. I never saw it again.

"My stepmother... the night she came back from the side courtyard, something was wrong. During the day, she was still pestering me to ask me to draw a picture. At night, I was still painting her... I really mean it. I like her. Compared with my mother, she is more like a sister, like a younger sister." Ye Zhengyi showed a bit of sadness, "That night, there was a big movement in the main courtyard. I heard screams at that time. I remember myself With a shaking of her hand, an ink stain was left on her neck. The noise lasted all night. My father called the doctor overnight, and my grandmother went to have a look. I arrived later. My servant heard the situation, It was only said that there was a thief in the house, which alarmed the maid. After the stepmother heard about it, she was frightened and felt a little uncomfortable. But it has been going on for so long... When I passed by, I only saw the stepmother tied to the bed, struggling crazily. Her The appearance is almost exactly the same as before the mother died.

"I was reprimanded by my father and sent back. I didn't want to go. My grandmother took me away, sent me to her room, and gave orders to my servant not to step out of the door. I remember At that time, I asked my grandmother how my mother died... Her complexion was not good-looking, but when she heard my question, her complexion became even uglier. The look in my eyes seemed to eat me. I dare not ask again The next day, I didn't see my stepmother. For the next few days, I didn't hear a sound, I didn't see anyone. Grandma and father only said that she was scared and needed to rest. Father During that time, I almost didn’t live at home, and I just slept in the study when I got home. The stepmother’s family probably heard the news. Her sister-in-law came to visit, and later, her brother and father also came in person. I didn’t see it To people. More than a month after that day, the courtyard where my mother lived caught fire. I don’t know what I was thinking at the time. I rushed into the yard and saw a fire in the yard, but the house was still in good condition. Yes. I went into the house... My paintings, my mother's paintings, were hanging there. The tablet was there too. They were covered in dust. It was dark then, but by the light of the fire outside, I could see mine clearly. That painting... mother..."

Ye Zhengyi suddenly choked up, "Mother's appearance... I clearly drew her lovingly, smiling, as if she was looking at me... But on the painting, my mother's face was hideous and terrified. She wasn't looking at me. She turned I tilted my head, as if I was looking at something behind me. The fire outside the house was flickering and flickering. The painting was also distorted and constantly changing. I saw a strange black shadow appearing in the blank space of the painting. The black shadow became It even gradually covered the mother's appearance, as if swallowing her. What was left in the painting was a female ghost... There were scars on her face, which seemed to be burnt by fire, and seemed to be traumatized. The left eye was missing, and the lips It was also cut in half. She seemed to jump out of the painting and grabbed me. I just ran away. Just ran away... The fire was not big.

"Later, the grandmother interrogated herself...She was furious, just like the day my stepmother died when I asked her about the cause of her mother's death. I hid outside the house and eavesdropped. I saw a ghost in the house. He heard ghost cries, ghost laughter, and other movements, and then he didn’t dare to enter the house at all. Everyone in the house knew about it. It’s just our family, and others The servants we were close to had never heard of this incident. Grandma didn’t come up in one breath at that time, and almost fainted. There was a big chaos, and those people told all the good things they knew. The fire was not an accident, but Grandma ordered the side courtyard to be burned down. But the servants did not dare to enter the house, so they only set fire in the courtyard, and did not dare to get too close to the house. The fire was left alone. Father was furious, and personally brought people to burn the house. The yard. Even my paintings and my mother's memorial tablet were burned together."

Ye Zhengyi was silent for a while, then said blankly: "I... didn't stop it. I didn't stop it. At that time, I thought that my mother had hit a ghost. She was killed by a ghost, and the ghost refused to give up and entangled her again. Stepmother. But at that time, I vaguely felt that... after the yard burned down, my stepmother did not recover. Grandmother also fell ill. I... I haven't held a pen for a long time. My father was in a state of distress because of this incident. My grandma The ancestor's family is not in the local area, probably because they don't know what happened. But the stepmother's father and brother are all in the local area, and they love the stepmother, so naturally they will not let it go. They took the stepmother away and heard that they took the stepmother to pray to God and worship Buddha. Later, The stepmother is still dead... The moment I heard the news of the death, I picked up the paintbrush again. I drew the appearance of the stepmother. As soon as the painting was finished, I saw the disfigured female ghost. At that time... I was blessed to my heart. Hehe... ..."

Ye Zheng laughed and seemed to be crying again.