When I left home, I was only seventeen years old, and I was just about to change my voice. Now I am twenty years old.

I drove the car and said a few words to my aunt, but she didn't even recognize my voice.

It could be seen that she was really anxious, looking out the car window and talking about her affairs.

But I knew that she wasn't actually telling me, it was just a way of venting herself.

The pain in her heart has been suppressed for too long. Perhaps only speaking out can make her feel better.

I didn't speak, I just listened quietly.

The aunt said that she and her current husband were married for the second time. He used to treat her badly and often drank and beat her.

But then something happened, which made her husband change a lot. Over the past two years, he seemed like a completely different person, and he was very considerate and caring towards her.

My aunt didn't say what it was, and I didn't ask, but my hand holding the steering wheel tightened unconsciously.

She also said that three months ago, a strange thing happened at home.

During that time, for some reason, my uncle always had nightmares, dreaming that someone was coming to catch him. Every time he woke up, he said he could hear the sound of chains ringing in his ears.

After enduring this state of mind for a while, my uncle came home one night. As soon as he reached the entrance of the alley, he saw two strange-looking people approaching him and asked his name.

My uncle was frightened, so he made up a name and got through.

After stumbling home, his uncle fell ill and had a high fever. He told his aunt that the two people he met at the alley, both holding chains in their hands, were here to arrest him.

After about four or five days of tossing, my uncle's condition improved a little, but he was already frightened to death and felt a little abnormal.

One morning, just after dawn, my uncle got up and ran out after hearing that there was a tofu seller outside. He grabbed a basin and a few dollars.

When we got outside, there was an old man selling tofu with a cart. My uncle sold two pieces of tofu and gave the old man five yuan to give him change.

Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head and said that I won't accept your money and can't spend it.

My uncle was anxious and said that this was RMB, how could I not spend it?

He persuaded him hard, and the old man reluctantly agreed, took five yuan, and gave him change.

My uncle didn't pay attention at the time. He returned home with the tofu, put the change and the tofu on the table, and went back to the house to sleep.

He also told his aunt that he would make tofu soup and bake some pancakes later.

My aunt's pancakes are a specialty. I have been out here for more than two years and have eaten in many restaurants, but I have never met anyone who can compare to my aunt's pancakes.

After a while, my aunt got up to cook, but after she went to the kitchen, she quickly returned to the house in a panic and pulled her uncle up without saying a word.

My uncle was confused. When he went to the kitchen, he saw that the basin was empty and there was no tofu at all.

On the table next to it, however, were thrown two dead coins for dead people!

My uncle was also frightened. Thinking back to what happened when he bought tofu in the morning, he realized that the tofu seller was not a human being at all.

To be precise, his tofu is not sold to living people, so he said that he couldn't spend his uncle's money!

After this incident, my uncle became even more seriously ill. He often talked to himself in the air and laughed.

Sometimes, while walking on the road, he would suddenly fall ill. It must be that someone was coming to catch him, and he would look for a place to hide.

My aunt was also mentally and physically haggard and in a trance. She once asked a great immortal to see him. People said that my uncle had lost his moral character by drinking and had lost his life. Now the underworld has named him and will take him away soon.

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Upon hearing the news, my aunt lost all thought and begged for help.

The great immortal thought for a while and told her that if she wanted to survive, she should go to an earth temple to worship after nightfall and see if the underworld would let her go.

According to the instructions of the Immortal, my aunt took my uncle to a local temple near home, prepared some offerings, and took the petition given by the Immortal, intending to go to the temple to pray.

Finally, when they arrived at the Tutu Temple, they burned the inscriptions and placed offerings. Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the temple, as if many people had walked in.

When my aunt looked back, there was no one there.

At this time, my uncle fainted inexplicably and fell to the ground motionless.

My aunt kept the immortal's words in mind and did not dare to move. She just knelt on the ground and kept begging.

About ten minutes later, my uncle woke up and without saying a word, he took his aunt and ran away.

After arriving home, my uncle said that he had just seen the underworld officer interrogating the case.

Two undercover agents who looked like the Impermanent Ghost came in from the outside and escorted a man to kneel on the ground. The undercover officer looked through the files, checked many of his serious crimes, and finally sentenced him to a mountain of knives.

At that time, my uncle was so frightened that he hid under the table and did not dare to move, let alone say a word.

After hearing the case, the underworld officer suddenly ordered someone to take the uncle out.

He looked at his uncle, flipped through the files, and said that this man could avoid death but could not escape living.

As he said that, he asked his ghost soldiers to poke his uncle in the face with a double-ended fork.

My uncle immediately felt his eyes burning and hurting, then he woke up and took his aunt and ran home.

My aunt was actually dubious about what my uncle said, but the next day my uncle's eyes became very red and swollen. By night, they were as swollen as a peach, and he was unconscious.

Her aunt visited several hospitals but was unable to do anything, so she recommended her to come to Harbin.

However, the doctor at the First Hospital of the Medical University told her that this condition was very special and required the use of a special gel to reduce swelling in the eyes before further treatment.

After listening to my aunt's story, I was surprised. I thought to myself that in this world, karma does have its rewards. My uncle treated us like that, and although he has repented a little now, retribution will eventually come.

As we were talking, we were almost at the pharmacy, and my aunt was about to pay and get off the car. I didn’t look back, and lowered my voice and said to her: “Forget it, you get the medicine first, and I’ll take you back later. It’s not easy to go to the city to see a doctor.

, I don’t charge money.”

My aunt was stunned for a moment, then looked at me gratefully and said, "Oh, that won't work. It's not easy for you to run a taxi... Oh, you are such a good kid. I have a nephew who ran away from home in anger two years ago.

I can't find him at all. If he is still there, he should be about the same age as you..."

Tears welled up silently. I gritted my teeth, pretended to be nonchalant, and asked my aunt to get the medicine quickly without delay.

Watching my aunt get out of the car and looking at her back, I suddenly realized that after not seeing her for more than two years, my aunt looked much older and her walking was a little hobbled.

Presumably, she must have shed a lot of tears for me.
Chapter completed!