Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 990: Chapter 34: Haunted House (2)

There are mountains, water, gods, and ghosts. It seems to be the rustic customs of a remote place, or perhaps an ancient superstition passed down through generations.

Although Song Family Village can’t be described as remote and desolate, it is indeed a secluded place. Back then, the ancestors of the Song Family chose this place far from the mundane world to escape the ravages of war.

“Hauntings?” Song Haoran glanced at his family members, raised an eyebrow, and looked into Song Bo’s eyes, asking, “How are they haunting?”

Song Bo quickly said, “Initially, it started with Wang Family Village by the neighboring ditch, and gradually, the hauntings spread over to our side.”

“Neighboring ditch?” Song Haoran was momentarily stunned and instinctively glanced at his father.

Song Tianyou nodded and said, “I remember there used to be a few Wang families living there.”

Song Haoran nodded.

At this moment, Song Bo nervously said, “That day, I saw my hair was long and planned to go to the village head of Wang Family Village, Master Wang, to get a haircut. I passed by a household that was holding a mourning ceremony, and out of curiosity, I inquired and found out the entire family met an untimely death. A whole family of six, young and old, died overnight. The way they died was said to be horrific! Isn’t that eerie?”

“Died overnight…” Song Haoran immediately frowned.

“Yes, it was terribly tragic,” Song Bo sighed. “Speaking of which, I had seen the head of that deceased household several times; he was a blacksmith, quite skilled in repairing iron pots and such, named Wang Dashun. Alas, he was quite young, in his forties. What a pity.”

“Since there were deaths, didn’t anyone from the local township come down to investigate?” Song Tianyou asked in a deep voice.

“They came, but found nothing,” Song Bo revealed the information he had gathered, “However, I heard Wang Dashun picked up two men from somewhere not long ago—one was injured, and the other was in a coma. Not long after, Wang Dashun’s entire family perished, and the two he took in disappeared. The police from the township suggested these two might be the killers, and they were wanted, but I don’t know if they were found.”

“What happened later? How did it relate to hauntings?”

Song Bo said, “A few days after they died, on the seventh night of Wang Dashun’s death, an old man went to the toilet at midnight and saw a white apparition float out of Wang Dashun’s house. He was so frightened that he fainted. When he came back to his senses the next day, he claimed to have seen a ghost. After that, more and more people reported seeing things at night, and some even heard crying sounds from Wang Dashun’s house at midnight. A brave soul, skeptical of the supernatural, went to investigate by himself one night and was found unconscious outside the house the next day. He couldn’t even recall how he fell asleep. Since then, the man has been jumpy and nervous, causing panic and anxiety in the entire ditch area.”

After a pause, Song Bo continued, “Then the ditch somehow invited a Taoist to come and perform rituals. The rituals worked, and they drove away Wang Dashun’s vengeful ghost, but it fled to our Song Family Village!”

“Uncle Song Bo, are you saying Wang Dashun’s spirit has come here… has anyone seen it?” Song Haoran suddenly asked.

Song Bo nodded vigorously, “Of course! Many people have seen it, including me… It was probably last week. Someone else in the ditch was having a wedding and invited me over to set up a stove for cooking. Because I returned late, I passed by the Song Ancestral Mansion at midnight and heard some strange noises from inside… I had had a bit to drink and felt brave, so I quietly walked up to the door to listen. I heard some very strange sounds, like laughter. Then, while leaning against the wall, I took a peek inside! Oh my God, it almost scared me to death!”

“What did you see?” Song Ying swallowed, instinctively asking.

At this moment, Song Bo’s face turned a bit pale. He swallowed and said, “I saw a figure with disheveled hair whose face I couldn’t see, crawling on the ground at a terrifying speed! It didn’t seem human at all!”

“Someone?” Song Haoran caught the key point.