Strange Tales of the Ghosts - Chapter 489

[Chapter 489 The Singing Wild Fungus (12)]

The next day, when Wu Xuanzi woke up, Shan Ling asked, but Wu Xuanzi could not remember anything, not even knowing that he had a fever. The next night, the same thing happened again. In the middle of the night, Wu Xuanzi started to have a fever, and the mana didn’t work. Shan Ling had to go to the town to ask for a doctor, but after the doctor came, the fever subsided as the day before yesterday. The doctor shook his head and left, thinking that Shan Ling was deliberately playing tricks on himself, Shan Ling was very upset about this, and the doctor did not charge for the consultation fee. Later, Wu Xuanzi woke up, and when Shan Ling asked, he still didn’t know anything. For several months, it was the same situation. In the end, no doctor was willing to come to Shanling’s house to diagnose and treat Wu Xuanzi. In addition, Wu Xuanzi’s family lived alone in the world, and he had no relatives, even those who were friends on weekdays. , and also thought that Shan Ling was deliberately playing tricks on them, and after a few more times, he stopped watching. At night, seeing Wu Xuanzi’s fever persist, it was so uncomfortable, Shan Ling could only cry with the crying child, she didn’t know what happened. It wasn’t until Wu Xuanzi began to like eating fungus that Shan Ling felt that it was abnormal. Every day Wu Xuanzi would go into the mountain to pick fungus. If there was a dish of fungus, he would eat it. No, he would not even eat rice. For this reason, Shan Ling also used magic power to make it rain a few times in the mountains. If not, Wu Xuanzi couldn’t even save his life and would starve to death. Although not sure, Shan Ling gradually felt that this matter had something to do with Bingqin. Maybe after Bingqin died, there was still soul energy in Wu Xuanzi’s body, so Shanling decided to go into Wu Xuanzi’s dream to take a look.

At night, when Wu Xuanzi fell asleep with a fever, Shanling entered Wu Xuanzi’s dream with magic power. In the dream, Shanling came to the valley where Wu Xuanzi was rescued at first. There were no weeds in the valley, which made Shanling feel strange. At this time, she heard the laughter of love between men and women, so she searched and found Wu Xuanzi. What made her unbelievable was that a woman who looked exactly like Bingqin appeared in Wu Xuanzi’s dream. The woman seduced Wu Xuanzi into a dream, and every time she fell in love with Wu Xuanzi, she sucked Wu Xuanzi’s yang energy. Shan Ling angrily stepped forward, kicked the woman who looked like Bingqin, and scolded: “Where did the goblin come from, how dare you turn into someone else?”

“My lady…don’t…” Wu Xuanzi was disheveled and hugged Shanling’s leg to plead for the woman.

Shan Ling lifted Wu Xuanzi up in pain and said, “Xianggong, it’s this goblin who confuses you, why are you still protecting her?”

“Madam, she’s not a fairy, she’s Bingqin…” Wu Xuanzi replied with tears in his eyes: “I met Bingqin in this valley, and I fell in love with her deeply. It’s my fault, please don’t blame me, madam. Yu Bingqin…”

Shan Ling pushed Wu Xuanzi away, pointed at the charming woman, and said, “Just because of her, is she worthy of being called Bingqin?” With that, a green light shot out from the palm of his hand, killing the woman. .

When Wu Xuanzi saw it, he climbed to the woman who was vomiting blood, hugged the woman and cried, “Bingqin… Bingqin…”

“Xiang Gong…” Shan Ling shook his head with anger and exited Wu Xuanzi’s dream.

After returning to her body, Shan Ling burst into tears, and when she touched Wu Xuanzi’s head, the fever had subsided, and only the child was still crying, so she hurriedly coaxed the child to hug him.

The next day, Wu Xuanzi woke up listless. Even when Shanling called him, he didn’t respond. Shanling pretended not to know anything and asked concernedly, “Xiang Gong, what’s wrong with you? Are you sick?”

“I’m not sick…” Wu Xuanzi replied with a pale face.

Shan Ling hugged the child and said worriedly, “You have always had a fever at night, and you seem to be having nightmares…”

“How do you know?” Wu Xuanzi looked at Shan Ling in surprise and asked, “How do you do? Do you know that I have a nightmare?”

“…You dream at night, and you keep saying no, and I thought to myself that you must have had a nightmare.” Shan Ling couldn’t say that he had entered Wu Xuanzi’s dream, so he had no choice but to Answering in this way, but there is a doubt, Wu Xuanzi’s expression clearly remembers what happened in the dream, otherwise he would not ask himself that.

Wu Xuanzi nodded: “So that’s the case, I thought the lady has the ability to reach the sky and can enter my dreams.”

“You idiot, how can anyone enter other people’s dreams unless you miss someone.” Shan Ling Having said this, it is too late to regret it. This is not to say that Wu Xuanzi is missing Bingqin.

Wu Xuanzi didn’t say a word, he picked up the basket placed by the door, Shan Ling saw it, and hurriedly asked: “Xianggong, where are you going?”

“I went into the mountains to collect medicine, and by the way, I picked up some fungus and came back to eat.” After Wu Xuanzi finished speaking, he carried the medicine basket and left the house.

Shan Ling had no way to stop it, and no way to follow him, because the child had to take it by himself, so he could only wait for Wu Xuanzi to come back… In the evening, when Wu Xuanzi came back, his hands were empty and he even lost the basket. Shan Ling asked him, what did he do? He just said that he had lost it, but he didn’t say anything. At night, he didn’t eat dinner, and Wu Xuanzi went to bed. That night, Shan Ling felt Wu Xuanzi rolling around, knowing that Wu Xuanzi was definitely not asleep, and of course he had no dreams. Shan Ling thought, this is fine, after a while, Wu Xuanzi will always forget. Who knows, people are not as good as the sky, and the next day, it rained heavily. Seeing the rain, Wu Xuanzi was more excited than anyone else, and went into the mountain empty-handed, but Shan Ling couldn’t stop him if he wanted to. Of course, Wu Xuanzi will return with a rewarding experience, because that rain made a lot of fungus grow in the mountains, and Wu Xuanzi took off his clothes and put the fungus back. Shan Ling watched Wu Xuanzi cook, and when he heard the ‘squeak… squeak… woo’ in the pot, he felt uncomfortable for a while. When eating, Wu Xuanzi ate two more bowls than usual. That night, Wu Xuanzi had another dream. Shan Ling had no way to ask a doctor for Wu Xuanzi, so he had to enter Wu Xuanzi’s dream. Who knew that the woman who looked like Bingqin appeared in Wu Xuanzi’s dream again. Only then did Shan Ling know that the Bingqin in Wu Xuanzi’s dream would not die, which made Shan Ling not even capable of killing Bingqin, so he had to listen to the unreal couple in love in the valley. Out of Wu Xuanzi’s dream, Shan Ling burst into tears, ran outside the house, and shouted to the sky: “Bingqin, do I really owe you? How long are you going to torture me?!” As soon as it softened, Shan Ling sat paralyzed on the threshold, watching the rain in front of the door flow down the ditch into the grass, sitting for a whole night.

The next day, Wu Xuanzi acted as if nothing had happened. He didn’t mention his infidelity to his wife in the dream at all, but Shan Ling knew in his heart that he would never be happy again. Bingqin was Wu Xuanzi’s dream, and he was also Shan Ling’s nightmare, she knew that Bingqin was torturing herself, but she didn’t know when it would end. Day after day, Wu Xuanzi became thin, so thin that he would cough even after walking a few steps. Shan Ling went to invite the doctor in the town, but the doctor didn’t come. Those Wu Xuanzi’s friends had long been estranged from Wu Xuanzi, and no one was there anymore. Ignore his death. Finally, on a rainy evening, Wu Xuanzi died, and Shan Ling knew that Wu Xuanzi died in a dream, because Wu Xuanzi had a smile on his face.

The funeral of the poor family was simple and deserted. After Wu Xuanzi died, no relatives and friends came to burn a piece of paper. After Shan Ling buried Wu Xuanzi, he left the house with the child in his arms. She no longer wanted to go back to that place. It’s almost broken. Shan Ling told herself countless times that Wu Xuanzi died because of his own desire and greed, but she couldn’t help thinking that if she hadn’t been with Wu Xuanzi at the time, maybe Wu Xuanzi would have lived a good life. It’s just that Wu Xuanzi is not the most important thing for Shan Ling now, but their child Wu Yong is important. In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed, and Wu Yong has become a naughty little boy. When his mother is cooking, Wu Yong will help to set the fire, and he will ask with a smile, “Mother, do you want to make the fire bigger?” ‘, such a day may be a kind of comfort for Shan Ling, Wu Xuanzi is gone, at least he still has his son to accompany him.

Shan Ling didn’t know if it was a trick of fate. Although she had brought her son to a place that was not supported by mountains, she still let her son see the fungus, which was sold by an old farmer in the town. The son saw the fungus and took Shan Ling. His hand asked: “Mother…Mother…Come and see, what is this?”

“This is…” Shan Ling didn’t know how to answer.

The old man who sold the vegetables replied with a smile: “This is fungus. It was just picked on the mountain, but it’s fresh and made into a dish. That’s how it tastes…” The old man said with a greedy expression.

Wu Yong looked at it, licked his lips, and asked, “Is it expensive?”

“It’s not expensive, it’s cheap.” The old man smiled at Wu Yong. “Why don’t you ask your mother to buy some and cook it for you at home?”

Wu Yong listened, looked up at Shan Ling, and asked, “Mother, is it okay?”

“No.” Shan Ling’s face darkened, he pulled After Wu Yong left, she knew that her son wanted to eat, but she couldn’t let him eat, because she didn’t know if it would kill her son.

Wu Yong was an obedient child, and his mother said no, so he stopped asking. A few days later, Shan Ling forgot about it. After the meal was ready, he called out, “Yong’er, come back for dinner.”

“Oh, I see, mother.” Wu Yong quietly carried something behind his back. into the house.

After all, he is his own child. When he saw that posture, Shan Ling knew that Wu Yong was hiding something, and said with a smile, “Yong’er, what are you holding in your hand that you don’t want my mother to see?”

“No…no… What, mother.” Wu Yong sat on the stool, looked up at Shan Ling and shook his head.

Shan Ling handed the chopsticks to Wu Yong and reminded with a smile, “Do you remember what my mother said, children who lie are not good children?”

“…I…” Wu Yong lowered his head and stretched out his small hand. , spread out the thing in his hand to Shan Ling to see, and at a glance, it was just a mass of mud, but in Shan Lingli’s eyes, it was a poisonous thorn, because Wu Yong pinched the shape of a fungus, No wonder Shan Ling could see it at a glance, because Wu Yong pinched it with subtle effects, which shows how eager Wu Yong was in his heart to be able to remember the appearance of the fungus so clearly at a glance.

[End of This Chapter]