Chapter 1 — Thanh Mai Truc Ma Yin and Yang Separate

My childhood friend is the most cowardly person in the world. Three years ago, on the day his cousin got married, he ran out and got drunk, lost his footing and fell into the river and drowned. Everyone said he loved his cousin but couldn't have her. I criticized him for being weak, for three years I didn't even bother to burn him a single banknote. Who would have thought that on the fourth anniversary of his death, he was covered in moss and crawled in front of my bed. "You and I grew up wearing the same pants. We had a few moles on my butt, you knew it clearly." "Do you really think I would like a woman like you?" "I was pushed into the river! I was murdered!"01 When Tong Ky Vong said these words, his face turned white. His sick, swollen body was almost pressed against the tip of my nose. The water dripped down, soon wetting half the bed. I closed my eyes, turned around, pulled the blanket over my head. Mouth mumbling: "It's just that I haven't come to burn paper money for you for three years, is it necessary? And turned into this devilish form and crawled into my dreams." "Moreover, you've been dead for three years, you should have been reincarnated a long time ago. Could it be that a wild ghost soul came from somewhere, wearing the stupid face of Tong Ky Vong to find a replacement?" "Quickly get out of here." Get out, don't disturb this lady's sleep." Behind her there was silence for three breaths. A gust of wind carrying even more intense moisture blew across my cheeks. Tong Ky Vong's dark voice rang out: "At the age of seven, she secretly ate the breakfast her father offered to her ancestors. Because she was afraid of being beaten, she insisted on blaming me, causing me to be punished by my father thirty times on the palm of my hand." My spine stiffened. "At the age of twelve, she climbed a tree to get a bird's nest, but as a result, she was stuck on a tree branch and couldn't get down. She cried so much that her snot bubbles swelled. Who carried the ladder to pick her up? and was scolded by her mother?" "During the hen-dodding ceremony when she was sixteen years old, she secretly poured half a bottle of aged vinegar into the wine cup of the Trieu family's son, just because he praised her elder sister for being gentler and gentler than her." "Enough, enough!" I covered my ears and suddenly turned around and sat up. It's broken. This wild ghost seems to really be the coward Tong Ky Vong. "If you don't take the lead, why come to me?" Tong Ky Vong lay face down next to my bed. On his pale face, there was still a hint of handsomeness when he was alive. The ends of his eyebrows drooped down, looking extremely resentful: "I told you! I really didn't drown because I got drunk and fell into the river. Someone hurt me!" I smiled faintly and turned my face away. Just this sentence alone, I don't want to believe him. Tong Ky Vong and I are childhood sweethearts and unmarried husband and wife. If that hadn't happened to him, perhaps our child would be running around the yard right now. However, he deliberately chose the day his cousin got married to go out drinking. On the way back, he lost his footing and fell into the river protecting the citadel and drowned. The whole capital is rumored that my eight characters, Tham Nguyet The, are too stiff. On someone else's great day, I was so indifferent to my unmarried husband that I had to go down to meet the King of Hell to announce my name. That's good. As for all the opposing families, everyone avoids me like a snake or centipede. Just like that, my marriage was delayed forever. I was dragged until I was twenty years old, becoming an old lady. "And your beloved younger sister. Before, every day you complimented me in front of me about how gentle and caring she was." "Her marriage had just been arranged, and you brought someone to cause trouble with her fiance, saying that if he dared to bully her, you would make him pay." "Tong Ky Vong, you have never confronted her."

treat me like that." After all, I still resent him. If he already has someone else in his heart, why doesn't he fight for it? He keeps using the name of his childhood friend to tie me down. In the end, he hurts him, and also hurts me. Tong Ky Vong rolled his eyes, as if he couldn't explain with a hundred mouths. "No, I didn't do that at all. Where did you hear these rumors from? "Tham Nguyet The! This! Tham Nguyet The!" I was too lazy to pay attention to him, rolled up the blanket, closed my eyes and forced myself to fall asleep. It was with great difficulty that I let him go, why did he choose this exact moment to bother me? 02 Early the next morning, I still led the maid Thuy Nhi out the door. I secretly went to the Tong family's ancestral grave. That year, Tong Ky Vong died from drowning, his death was not very apparent. Moreover, my sister-in-law had just finished organizing a wedding, and it was inconvenient to meet him. Even the funeral was organized very simply. It took me a lot of effort to find Tong Ky Vong's tombstone in a remote corner. I squatted down, took out three sticks of incense and a bunch of paper money, and began to visit his grave. "Tong Ky Vong, you are truly the most cowardly person in the world." did not dare to speak up. When he died, he became even more weak, only knew how to come to me and complain." "Back then, if you had any money, you would have gone directly to steal the bride!" "Now you are dead, and you still come to me and say those meaningless words, it really doesn't let people have peace!" "I don't care if you die unfairly or die in vain. "If you dare to crawl under my bed again, will I be able to marry my husband?" After pointing at his grave and scolding him, the pent-up anger in my heart for three years finally dissipated. After that, retribution immediately came. On the way back, the carriage had not gone three miles when suddenly there was a "crack" sound, the wheel left the axle. The driver came down to check, saying that the axle The carriage is rusty and broken. This carriage was built for me by my father at the beginning of this year. It hasn't been a few months, so how can it be "rusted" to the point of breaking? Thuy Nhi held on to the carriage, looking awkward: "Miss, there was no village before, and there is no shop in the future. Either we can wait for the palace to send a car to pick us up, or we can just walk home." I looked at the sky, then looked at the embroidered shoes with soft soles under my feet. Finally made a decision that was contrary to my ancestors. "Go!" I walked from the time the sun was still hanging high until sunset, three water shadows appeared on the soles of my feet. The hem of my dress was covered in mud. My sideburns were also messy. When returning to the palace, my mother saw my appearance and almost fainted. Mrs. I kept asking if I had encountered a robber along the way. I endured my anger and just smiled and said that the carriage was broken. As a result, the next morning when I woke up to put on my makeup, I discovered that my favorite lipstick had grown a thick layer of green hair. I thought the lipstick was no longer usable, so I changed it to another box The other items were still intact, but the jewel-encrusted butterfly brooch that I loved the most was gone. I flipped through the jewelry box and searched even under the bed. I couldn't find the body of the brooch. As a result, I didn't know when the moon-colored brooch with a sunken pattern appeared right in front of my chest. If you smell it carefully, there's still the fishy smell of river water. Thuy Nhi's face turns pale: "Miss, that's good."

Shall we go to the temple to worship?" "This, this is too evil!" I took a deep breath. "There's no need to worship." I know what this is about. 03 That night, I found a roll of cinnabar thread and a handful of peach wood nails in the warehouse. I also asked Thuy Nhi to ask for half a bowl of black dog blood, mixed with glutinous rice flour to make a thick paste. I used it to draw a circle around the edge of the bed. Thuy Nhi was so scared that she trembled, asking me if it was real. I was caught by something unclean or not. I snorted coldly. As long as I could catch it, it didn't matter. After I turned off the light, still in my clothes, lying on the bed for about three hours, a cold, wet air came through the window. I held my breath and waited for the wet figure to crawl out from under the bed The peach wood in my hand went into the bed slot. I took advantage of the cinnabar thread and tied a dead knot on the curtain hook. Then, I rolled down on the bed, trapping Tong Ky Vong above. "I caught you." Tong Ky Vong was stunned for a long time before realizing that he was trapped. He wanted to break free, but as soon as he touched the cinnabar thread, his soul immediately hissed with white smoke. "Tham Nguyet The, why?" How can a woman like you be so cruel?" "Do you really want to make me lose my soul?" Why does he still have the face to say those words to me? "Tong Ky Vong, you broke my makeup, stole my hairpin, and smeared mud on my clothes. I haven't settled accounts with you yet, and yet you say I'm cruel?" He crouched in that small space, the moisture on his face gradually receding. A pale face appeared. "Isn't it because you don't pay attention to me? I just want to do something for you to see me and help me.” “I really didn't mean it. I really have no other choice. I'm sorry, A The." At this moment, I realized that the arrogant look between his eyebrows was gone from his youth. Instead, it was a haggard and obscure look that was hard to describe. When he was alive, Tong Ky Vong always walked with his chin held high. When has he ever had such a confused, helpless look? I thought for a moment and then took off the cinnabar thread. I also cleaned up the pile of glue on the ground. Tong Ky Vong could finally be free. excitedly flying around me. It looked like a dog having fun. I wanted to push him down, tell him to stop making trouble, but my hand went straight through his body. I just awkwardly withdrew my hand and got straight to the point: "You said you were killed by someone. Who is it?" "As an insider, you have to at least provide some clues, right?" Tong Ky Vong opened his mouth, his eyebrows furrowed. "That day someone asked me to go out for a drink, then, after that..." "No, did I really go out to drink?" He curled up into a ball, the facial features on his face also began to become blurred. "I don't remember clearly. About that day, I don't remember clearly who harmed me..." I suddenly remembered, in folklore there is a saying that the unjust souls who die unexpectedly will forget the most important memories before they die. Because the attachment is too strong, on the contrary, the truth is eroded until only an empty shell remains. "Okay, if you don't remember, then don't think about it anymore." I waved my hand in disgust, feeling that I had just received it. a very big trouble. "But there is one thing I can confirm, which is that there is something strange at my cousin's house!" Perhaps afraid that I would lose patience with him again, Tong Ky Vong quickly rushed in. "I still remember, before he died, I always investigated their house." 04 I never expected that even now, Tong Ky Vong still misses his cousin Lam Uyen Thanh.