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Chapter of Revenge Corpse (Thirteen)
I asked, "Who is behind you, Village Chief?" He turned around nervously, and everyone else followed suit, but saw nothing. At that moment, an invisible force gripped the Village Chief's neck, lifting him off the ground. His legs kicked helplessly as he opened his mouth to scream for help.
His wife was terrified and fell to her knees, pleading, "It's all our fault. He deserves to die; he caused his own son's death by being unfaithful. Zeng Shufen, I beg you, spare him..."
With that statement from the Village Chief's wife, the truth about Zeng Shufen's death began to surface.
Zeng Shufen had opened a shop for business, but the Village Chief and his men would come in to eat and drink for free, accumulating a significant debt over time. When she asked him to pay, not only did he refuse, but he also used his power to intimidate her. One dark night, he climbed into Zeng Shufen's bed and forced himself on her.
After their encounter, the Village Chief's attitude surprisingly improved; he took the initiative to repay the money he owed Zeng Shufen. This was the first time he tasted success and thought of it as a means to maintain long-term control over her. He believed that since Zeng Shufen was a vulnerable woman wanting to settle down in this place, she would need his approval to run her shop.
Not long after, Zeng Shufen became pregnant and informed the Village Chief of her condition.
Upon hearing this news, the Village Chief was horrified. After much deliberation, he suggested that Zeng Shufen terminate the pregnancy.
Zeng Shufen had been alone for a long time; even with the Village Chief in her life, he was merely a man who had taken advantage of her vulnerability. She wanted to keep the child, willing to endure any shame or scorn for this innocent life.
However, the Village Chief refused to allow it. Fearing exposure, he secretly arranged to meet Zeng Shufen by the riverbank to confront her about it.
When she arrived at the designated spot, the Village Chief was late. Just as she was about to leave at dusk, he suddenly appeared and pushed her into the river when she least expected it.
It was during a flood season; Zeng Shufen's body sank beneath the water and ended up in a dead zone. During another surge caused by the flood season, her body resurfaced and was discovered by fishermen who reported it. The Village Chief then hired someone to find a Yin Yang Master who casually selected a date and location for her burial.
"Where is that Yin Yang Master now?"
"I am he."
A man with thick eyebrows and big eyes who looked old enough to be my father stepped forward. He appeared to be around Zeng Shufen's age but was neither from Zeng Family Bay nor Ten Li Slope. Upon seeing him, the Village Chief's face changed dramatically; he trembled and collapsed onto the ground.
At this moment, Qin Jian had already made a phone call to notify the City Bureau to send someone over.
I asked the elderly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, "May I know your esteemed name?"
"I am just a rough man; my name is merely a label, it doesn't mean much. To put it simply, Zeng Shufen was my classmate, and I was the idiot who hit her with a cow whip when she was young. Once, when I saw her, I felt immense regret and wished I could kneel down and beg for her forgiveness. But she never gave me the chance; she would hide whenever she saw me. All these years, I have achieved nothing. I ended up buying a few books on Feng Shui and funeral studies from street vendors and became a quack. When Zeng Shufen died, someone found me and offered me some money to bury her casually. But that wasn't how I thought; I felt guilty towards her and would carry that guilt for a lifetime. While she was alive, I couldn't atone for my sins, but after her death, I had a chance to redeem myself. That's why I deliberately sought out this place, the burial ground, hoping to take revenge for her after she passed away..."
"Did you know what happened at Zeng Family Bay and Ten Li Slope? Why didn't you come out to suppress it?"
"Hahaha! Suppress it? I'm just happy things turned out this way; why would I suppress anything? The village chief is nothing but a corrupt official. He pocketed the funds meant for road repairs, the noise compensation for the subway construction, and other compensation payments without considering how ordinary folks like us are supposed to live. He deserves it! I wanted Zeng Shufen to deal with him, but unexpectedly, it was the village chief who caused harm to others."
Qin Jian said, "Well, everything depends on evidence. The deceased can no longer rest in peace if you act like this." The City Bureau arrived and took both the village chief and the unwillingly named quack away. The villagers were still chanting prayers for the deceased. The village chief's wife had seen such a scene before and was so frightened that she fell to the ground, crying out loudly before getting up to rush home for a box. In a frenzy, she opened the box and threw out stacks of freshly bundled red bills into the air while letting out strange bursts of laughter.
Had the village chief's wife gone mad?
No, it was Grandma Zeng who had possessed her.
After throwing all the money into the air, the village chief's wife suddenly came back to her senses. Feeling guilty, she looked at the bills scattered on the ground and crawled around picking them up with both hands, her eyes greedily fixed on them as she muttered, "This is ours! Ours! Ours..."
The piles of cash lay on the ground untouched by the villagers since there were police officers counting them one by one. The village chief's wife shamelessly fought with a female officer over the bills. The officer sternly said, "This is evidence; do not fight over it." Terrified, the village chief's wife trembled all over as the bills slipped from her hands once again.
Evil begets evil; karma does not fail. Both the evidence and the culprit were caught; this time, it was all over for the village chief.
The villagers let out a sigh of relief and cheered joyfully as they buried Zeng Shufen and her child in the ancestral grave of the Zeng family. After setting off firecrackers, amidst a wisp of blue smoke, I saw Zeng Shufen smiling at me alongside her mother and child.
Before we left, I instructed the villagers to bury all livestock that had been harmed by evil spirits deep underground.
We departed from Ten Li Slope and Zeng Family Bay in the afternoon. Qin Jian was deep in thought throughout our journey. After a long silence, he suddenly asked, "When you cut open the corpse's belly, why did you tell me not to speak?"
I half-closed my eyes as if dozing off and replied, "We were so close to the corpse; your words could disturb its breath and allow evil spirits to break free from the Exorcism Talisman’s restraints. Moreover, if they absorbed too much yang energy from the corpse, it would deplete your Primordial Spirit. Although you wouldn't die from it, you'd certainly fall gravely ill."
Qin Jian chuckled in realization: "I see now."
"Don't disturb me, I want to sleep."
As the car drove into town, Qin Jian filled up the tank while I continued to doze off inside the vehicle. Someone knocked on the window, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that it wasn't the gas station attendant or Qin Jian, but rather an old woman who appeared somewhat deranged.
My initial assumption was that the old woman must have dementia, and I tried to go back to sleep. I was utterly exhausted after nearly two sleepless nights at Zeng Family Bay, so it was perfectly normal for me to catch a few z's on the way home.
However, I didn't expect that such a simple request would be thwarted. The crazy old woman grew increasingly agitated when I ignored her; she pounded on the window harder and shouted incomprehensible words.
Qin Jian heard the commotion and hurried over.
Seeing Qin Jian approach, the old woman seemed startled and quickly backed away.
The gas station attendant found it strange that this old woman dared to knock on a customer's window. After filling up, Qin Jian got back in the car and remarked, still pondering about the old woman's behavior, "That poor old lady seems a bit lost. Do you think she can't find her way home?"
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