Zhao Yuezhu seemed tired after speaking so much. She paused, took a sip of water, and then continued,

"That second grandson became arrogant as soon as he saw Qian Hong. He muttered sarcastically, 'Is this some college student from the city, or just a filial son from the village? What brings him to my door?'

Qian Hong was already full of pent-up anger. Hearing him deliberately mocking him, his temper flared up. He threw down his things and started beating him.

After Qian Hong finished beating Er Shunzi, he held a kitchen knife to his neck and said, 'Let me tell you the truth, Qian Hong is back to get money and lay low after committing murder. I wouldn't mind killing one more.'

'My grandpa hid some money when he was still alive. If you can help me, Qian Hong, find it, we'll split it fifty-fifty. If you keep whining, I'll kill you.'

As soon as Er Shun heard there was money, his eyes lit up. He didn't care whether Qian Hong had committed a crime or not.

Without Qian Hong having to ask, Er Shun himself brought out the canned goods and wine, and even lit a cigarette for Qian Hong. 'I say, Qian Hong, you're the only son in your family. How could you not know where the old man hid his money?'

Qian Hong had already thought up a lie on the way to buy wine. After his explanation, Er Shun believed everything. However, he refused to talk about Qian Hong's grandfather's funeral.

It wasn't until Qian Hong had poured more than half a bottle of wine down him that he slurred, 'Qian Hong, let me tell you, the old man came back the day they were keeping vigil over his body.'

'When they were keeping vigil over the old man’s body, there were no filial sons or virtuous grandsons guarding it. The coffin was placed in the yard and no one cared about it. I was thinking of sneaking in to have a few drinks, so I went into your house alone.'

'As a result, I saw your old man staring with his two eyes wide open, guarding the house, and shouting at me, "Get out!"'

'That one shout scared me so much that I couldn't get out of bed for three days!'

'Let me tell you, that day I saw the old man put a woman in the coffin, and he himself walked up the mountain.'

'Oh, right! That woman was wearing a big green outfit. From collar to toe, everything was green.'

Qian Hong understood. His grandfather didn't want Qian Hong to come back because he didn't want anyone to keep vigil over his body.

If filial sons and virtuous grandsons kept vigil, someone would have to be there with him. If his grandfather was really faking his death, he certainly wouldn't want anyone to see him leave the coffin.

But if his grandfather wasn't dead, what was the deal with the paper ashes circling around Qian Hong at the crossroads?

If his grandfather wanted to fake his death, why did he let Er Shunzi see him?

Just as Qian Hong was racking his brains, Er Shunzi suddenly said, 'Say, Da Hong! Your family's old man came back once later, did you know?'

Qian Hong was stunned, 'When?'

Er Shunzi said, 'It was the time when the landslide buried the old man's grave. I always felt like the old man had come back...'

As Er Shunzi spoke, he looked out the window, 'Do you see that patch of green outside? At that time, I saw a green shadow by the old man's grave, as if a tree had taken root there. Standing still by the grave.'

'Everyone who saw it said it was a tree. But I knew it was a woman in green clothes, the woman the old man had put in the coffin that year.'

'That woman came out, and the old man came back too.'

While Er Shunzi was speaking, his eyes were fixed on Qian Hong, 'The old man must have come back, I know that.'

'The old man and that woman are both back to kill people. Whoever knows their secrets, they'll kill them!'

Qian Hong laughed when he heard this, 'Are you drunk? You know their secrets, why didn't he kill you?'

Er Shunzi suddenly chuckled, 'How do you know I'm not dead?'

'You know their secrets too, you have to die too.'

'Whoever knows their secrets, they must die!'

The last thing Qian Hong saw was Er Shunzi's eyes streaming with blood.

Zhao Yuezhu stopped here. 'The story ends here. It doesn't say whether Qian Hong died or not. But the person at the newspaper office died. It's said that he was buried alive after being tied hand and foot.'

Zhao Yuezhu helped me analyze, 'That woman in green clothes should be one of the Five Hearts. The old man surnamed Qian in the story should be a sorcerer guarding the green-clothed woman, just like the Yellow Turban Warriors outside Qin Village.'

Qin Xin is dressed in red from head to toe, the woman in the printing factory is dressed in black, and now there's a woman in green. They should all be the same kind of person.

Zhao Yuezhu is right about this!

However, the old man's identity makes me a little suspicious.

Zhao Yuezhu continued, 'However, I think this story is a bit contradictory. Since the old man Qian is the sorcerer responsible for guarding the green-clothed woman, he shouldn't have exposed himself, let alone let Qian Hong go back to find him.'

'And after he buried the green-clothed woman, why did that woman run out again?'

'In the end, who was the one who killed people, the old man Qian, or the green-clothed woman?'

'In short, I think this story is not clear.'

I laughed when I heard this, 'It's not clear because the person who wrote the story isn't clear about the origin of the green-clothed woman either.'"