Chapter 71. Fan Shi
Arc 3 : Supernatural Horror Movie Nightmare
T/N-: Wish you all a prosperous happy new year 🎉 😊 ✨️
While these two were talking, the Maoshan sect disciples in the ancestral hall were already busy. The pillars and beams of the entire ancestral hall were painted with magic formations to suppress powerful ghosts.
When Du Yan first saw the ancestral hall in the village, a piece of lacquer had fallen off the pillar, and the base color revealed under the lacquer was the magic formation drawn by these Maoshan sect disciples.
The Taoist priest with a long white beard standing in the center nodded: “Okay, let them in.”
After a while, the old man with white beard that they saw last time appeared again, holding a wooden box in his hand, and the young man next to him was holding a tablet in his hand.
“Master, this is the corpse of the peddler. There are many wild animals in the mountains, and the only thing we can find is this head. Is it feasible?”
The Taoist priest nodded: “The only thing that the fierce ghost is attached to in this world is this thing. Put his head and tablet in the hall, and the female ghost will be hooked.”
The old man asked hesitantly: “Isn’t it inappropriate to put this person of a different surname in my Sun Clan’s ancestral hall?”
The Taoist priest of Maoshan glanced at him and said: “This is the sin committed by you villagers. Without the blessing of your ancestors, the evil spirit of the female ghost will never dissipate.”
The young man next to him was full of vigor and had no scruples in what he said: “Can’t you just beat her to scattered ashes and dispersed smoke? This female ghost has killed so many people, what kind of benevolence does she deserve?”
The Taoist priest of Maoshan didn’t want to say a word to this foolish young man, but the little disciple beside him rolled his eyes in disdain: “You guys are dreaming, you did something wrong and you want my master to bear the consequences for you?”
Seeing what was happening, Du Yan understood why the fierce ghost who had crossed over had run into the inner hall of the ancestral hall. It turned out that she was using Liang Fei’s body to steal the only thing that she cared about that was placed in the ancestral hall.
What the Maoshan sect paid attention to was a cycle of cause and effect, and their actions were not simply to wipe out the evil ghosts. These Maoshan Taoist priests went to great lengths to suppress the female ghost under the village ancestral hall, hoping to use the hundred years blessings of the Sun Clan to dispel her evil spirit.
No one knows what happened to the female ghost. After consuming blessings for more than 200 years, her hostility has not been smoothed out at all. As soon as she saw Xiao Lang, a man with a special physique, coming here, she couldn’t wait to take the opportunity to run out to cause trouble.
After the Taoists left, the door of the ancestral hall remained closed. After a while, a group of people dressed as craftsmen came in carrying various materials, and the ancestral hall was renovated. The roof and pillars were painted with the lacquer paintings that Du Yan and the others had seen in the village. After the craftsmen left, the appearance of the ancestral hall was not much different from that of two hundred years later.
It seems that the people from the Maoshan Sect have successfully lured out the female ghost and suppressed it.
At this time, the door of the ancestral hall opened. Du Yan and Xiao Lang continued to repeat the previous journey. When pushing open the door of the ancestral hall for the fourth time, Du Yan grabbed Xiao Lang’s arm.
“Behind this, perhaps, is the beginning of all tragedies. You have to remember that no matter what happens, you have to tell yourself that these are all fake.”
Xiao Lang nodded, and the two of them opened the door and entered the ancestral hall.
This time, behind the door, it was no longer a scene of the ancestral hall but about Fan Shi’s life.
Fan Shi’s story was a bit cliché but also very tragic. She was sold to this village by her parents.
An old hunter in his forties in the village bought the 14-year-old Fan Shi from her parents. When Fan Shi got married, she didn’t even have a wedding dress. She was sent to the old hunter’s bed like a livestock.
When Fan Shi was pregnant, the old hunter encountered a pack of wolves in the mountains and died. Fan Shi gave birth to a posthumous son and raised him with a few acres of farmland and some embroidery work at home.
Finally, her son took the test for being a scholar, taking the county level exam, and then went to the provincial capital to take the imperial examination becoming Juren. During her son’s examination, Fan Shi had some time to herself. It was during this time that she met the peddler who came to the village for the first time to do small business.
Although Fan Shi, as a widow, almost never leaves her house to avoid suspicion, she still needs to go out to buy some needles and thread at this moment.
The peddler who used to come to the village regularly to do business was an old man, but this time, the one who came was a handsome young man. It was said that he was the old peddler’s son, and as his father got older, the son took over the business.
Fan Shi gave birth to a son when she was fifteen, and now she was only thirty years old. She was beautiful and still looks charming. The peddler was stunned when he saw her for the first time.
In the following transactions, the peddler always found various excuses to give Fan Shi more needlework and fabrics. Fan Shi was a sensitive person and naturally knew what the peddler was thinking.
Her calm heart was finally shaken by this enthusiastic peddler. But Fan Shi still firmly rejected the peddler until this time, when the peddler slipped a small wooden box to Fan Shi when no one was paying attention.
Du Yan opened his eyes and saw the embroidery frame in his hand. His slender white fingers moved swiftly through it, and soon, a lifelike plum blossom appeared on it. Then, he put down the embroidery in his hand, stood up, and sat in front of the dressing mirror.
In short, Du Yan was completely unable to control his body. Looking at the beautiful female face in the bronze mirror, he realized that he had now become the Fan Shi of two hundred years ago.
This is a trick that evil spirits like to use, making people who break into experience all the misery they experienced in their lives. As long as their mind is shaken at the moment of experiencing all this, they may be frightened to death or possessed by evil spirits.
All Du Yan could do now was to wait and see. He just didn’t know what kind of character Xiao Lang, who was also stuck in this situation, would be. An idea came to his mind: Could Xiao Lang be that peddler?
No matter what, now he can only stay in Fan Shi’s body and watch everything she does. Fan Shi took out a small wooden box from a corner of the dressing table. It was the one that the peddler gave her.
Inside the wooden box was a pair of earrings and a letter.
The earrings were a way of expressing affection, and Du Yan also understood clearly what was said in the letter.
The peddler probably knew that it was difficult for them to be together given their identities, but he was willing to take Fan Shi away. As a widow, she was not from the village, and no one would care if she went missing. Finally, the peddler said he would wait for her in the woods outside the village on the fifteenth night of the next month.
Fan Shi read the letter for a long time, and a tear fell on the letter. She hesitated to tear up the letter, but she couldn’t bear it, so she put the letter away and folded it.
In the following days, Fan Shi was still troubled by the matter. She used a piece of red cloth to make herself a pair of red embroidered shoes that she had never worn. She hesitated several times but still could not make a decision.
Later, Fan Shi’s son came home, and the delighted Fan Shi went out to buy meat for his son to improve his diet. Du Yan’s perspective at this moment was not Fan Shi’s body but home.
He watched as Fan Shi’s son accidentally found the wooden box in her room. After reading the letter inside, he stood in the room for a long time and then left.
The next day, Fan Shi’s son went to the clan leader’s home. On the third day, he left home again, citing his busy studies as an excuse.
In the blink of an eye, it was the fifteenth day of the next month. Du Yan watched Fan Shi go to the appointment, but Fan Shi did not want to elope with the peddler but decided to completely reject the peddler. She still couldn’t let go of her son.
Fan Shi saw the peddler waiting in the woods and returned the wooden box to him. The peddler asked her why, and Fan Shi just said: “I wish we had met before I got married.”
The peddler opened the wooden box and found that in addition to the earrings and letters, there was also a pair of bright red exquisite embroidered shoes.
Fan Shi lowered her head and smiled somewhat sadly, saying that she hoped the peddler would meet a woman who truly loved him in the future and that he would personally help her put on these embroidered shoes when they got married.
At this moment, the forest suddenly lit up. The clan leader led the young men in the village and came over with torches. In the chaos, the peddler luckily escaped, but Fan Shi was captured and brought back to the village.
Du Yan knelt on the cold bluestone bricks of the ancestral hall, his arms tied behind his back, and he felt pain all over his body. He could control this body now, but the funny thing was that when he could control it, he could actually do nothing.
A basin of cool water suddenly splashed on Du Yan’s head. He raised his head and saw the clan leader and the village elders standing in front of him.
“Fan Shi, do you know your mistake?”
Du Yan said nothing, he knew that no matter what he said now, it would be futile.
The clan leader said angrily: “Don’t think that I can’t do anything to you if you don’t speak up. The evidence is all here.”
He raised his hand and threw the small wooden box in front of Du Yan. The lid of the wooden box was opened, and the things inside rolled out. The pair of bright red embroidered shoes happened to fall in front of Du Yan.
What happened next was that the clan leader reprimanded Du Yan in a long way for not abiding by women’s virtue and how she seduced the peddler because she was not content with loneliness. Even a farmer, who was standing behind him, came forward and said that he had been seduced before.
Du Yan had no intention of saying anything, but at this moment, he spoke uncontrollably: “What about Hao’er?”
Hao’er was Fan Shi’s son, and he had passed the imperial examination to become a Juren. No matter how strict the clan’s rules were, they couldn’t punish Juren’s mother without authorization.
The clan leader sneered: “Your son couldn’t stand his mother’s shameless behavior, so he came to the clan to expose everything.”
A chill ran from Du Yan’s feet to his head. He knew that this feeling of despair did not come from him, but from Fan Shi.
The clan leader finally decided to judge the unfaithful widow according to clan rules in front of all the villagers three days later.
When the clan leader left, Du Yan was left alone in the ancestral hall, still kneeling on the ground with his hands tied.
Du Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, analyzing the current situation in his mind. What happened to Fan Shi must not be so simple, such as being lynched simply because of her son’s betrayal. Even if she was full of resentment, she had already killed most of the villagers, so she would not be sealed for two hundred years and still not resolved.
At this moment, the door of the ancestral hall opened. Du Yan turned around and saw several young men dressed as farmers. Several men surrounded him with malicious smiles.
“Look at this delicate body, tied up with hemp ropes, it’s really heartbreaking…” One person squatted down: “I’ll help you untie it, but you have to be obedient.”
Filthy words were spewed out from the mouths of several young men. Du Yan frowned and finally understood where the resentment of the Fan Shi came from.
The corpses hanging in the ancestral hall were all male corpses. It seems that in the past, almost all the men in the village have come here to visit and commit heinous crimes against Fan Shi, who was imprisoned in the ancestral hall.
Du Yan was just thinking about this when he was pushed to the ground. He raised his foot to kick but found that his strength was no different from that of a woman, and he had no power to resist.
Things had come to this point, and Du Yan could no longer endure it no matter how calm he was. Just as he was trying to figure out a way to escape, he saw a man rushing in from outside the ancestral hall and kicking away the person who was pressing on Du Yan.
“Hurry up.” The man grabbed Du Yan’s hand and ran outside.
Du Yan looked carefully and found that it was the peddler. He changed his mind and asked: “Xiao Lang?”
The man nodded: “It’s me, I’m sorry I’m late, it wasn’t long ago that I was able to control this body.”
Before the two men ran out of the village, they heard someone shouting behind them: “People are running away! People are running away!”
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