My hand was suddenly grabbed by a hand in the ancient coffin. That hand was as soft as bones. I was very sure that I wanted to pull it out, but I couldn't. It was held tightly. Zheng Jun noticed my change.
"Xiaozhe."
I shook my head. Zheng Jun was so anxious that he was about to jump up, and no one dared to move forward.
That hand was holding me, and I didn't dare to struggle anymore. Everything was waiting. At most I would lose one hand. Thinking of this, my heart calmed down.
Suddenly, the hand started to move. I didn't know what that meant. Suddenly, I found that it was repeating an action, counting my fingers, one, three, four, five, without touching my second finger. Was that a number? Or something else? After seven times, it let go of me. My hand was sweating and I felt scared. I was just nervous, extremely nervous.
"Are you okay?"
I shook my head. The sarcophagus didn't react. After it was covered with cloth, the village chief came over.
"How about it?"
"Not yet. There is one thing I don't understand."
Zheng Jun and I left Mopan Village and went to look for Mao Xiaoli. No matter what, I had to find out what the counting of one, three, four, and five on the fingers meant.
Mao Xiaoli said after listening.
"Mopanshuangui, it's best if you don't go to that place."
"Zhang Xiaoxue might be in Mopan Village."
"Maybe."
"What does counting fingers mean?"
"That's ghost counting, it's different from our counting, of course, I can tell you."
Mao Xiaoli seemed to be in a very bad mood recently. I also knew that it was because she was missing two face paintings. Such an opportunity had never appeared, which made her upset.
"Sorry to bother you, Sister Mao."
Mao Xiaoli lit the thin incense, and the fragrance wafted out again. I like this smell.
Mao Xiaoli, who was standing at the window, said.
"4698107."
After Mao Xiaoli finished speaking, she turned and looked at me.
"How do you calculate it?"
"You don't need to know this. Maybe you won't need it in the future."
"What's the use of this 4698107?"
"I think if we go to Mopan Village at midnight today, something might happen to the ancient coffin. The ancient coffin has no entrance and is a sealed coffin. How people get in is definitely a mystery. Of course, your father's appearance and telekinesis did solve the mystery, but no one knows how he did it."
When Mao Xiaoli said this, I was also upset. It was true. I couldn’t do that, but my father could.
After leaving Mao Xiaoli's house, Zheng Jun followed me home. With Zheng Jun's presence at the house, I felt a little warm.
"Don't go into those two rooms, one is Yun Bai's, and the other is my father's."
Zheng Jun nodded and started cooking while I watched TV. I felt a little confused. It was said that Zhang Xiaoxue disappeared in a ghost hole, a ghost hole that was like a wormhole. It was really strange. I didn't think that was the case. It seemed that there was something special going on.
It seems that all this has a lot to do with the remote placement of objects. Mao Xiaoli also mentioned that there was probably a reason why she didn't click on it directly.
I began to wonder about my father. At first I thought I understood him, but now it seems that I don’t understand him at all.
I suddenly remembered that my father had a box. He told me that he had a box in the room. He said this when he died. Even when he died, my mother didn’t let me get close to him. He stretched out his hands as if he wanted to hug me, but he didn’t. He died with his eyes wide open in that position.
At this moment, I blamed my mother even more. What on earth was this woman trying to do? It was like a mystery that I could not solve.
I stood up and went into my father's room. Zheng Jun came out of the kitchen and saw that the door of my father's room was open, so he came over and stood at the door.
"Come in! My father's room."
My father's room is always clean and the curtains are always drawn. I rarely see him open them.
Zheng Jun watched.
"When my father was dying, he told me that there was a box that I had never found. He didn't tell me what was in the box, but only mentioned it at the last moment."
Zheng Jun and I looked at my father's room. It was not complicated. The bed, chair, table and some daily necessities were arranged in a very neat manner, but there were no boxes, which could be seen at a glance.
I saw the little ghost laughing. The little ghost was staying in his father's room. He had been staying there since I saw him. I suddenly realized that something was wrong. The little ghost was hanging, as if something was supporting him from below. I immediately thought of the box.
I walked over slowly and the little ghost jumped away and ran out of the house. It seemed that it was guarding something. I touched it and it was indeed in the shape of a box. It turned out to be here. I frowned and picked up the box. Zheng Jun understood what it was by looking at the way I held it.
I carried the box to the living room and put it on the coffee table. I couldn't see it, but it existed.
"What's going on?"
I shook my head. For an old refiner, it will always be an unsolvable mystery. This is a science. Some people are involved in it, but no one is willing to believe it. This is a real science. Only a small number of people are studying it, and many things are a kind of science that is not told to others. It is beyond nature. That is, science that people have not studied is all attributed to being beyond nature.
Zheng Jun didn't say anything. She probably hadn't seen it before. I saw it and Zheng Jun said.
"Call the master and ask?"
I mean I don't want to ask Mao Xiaoli, it seems like she has been fed up with things like this for some time.
Zheng Jun didn't say anything, she took out her cell phone and made a call. I don't know what she said, she hung up and said.
"The master will be here soon. Let's get some good wine."
"Then you cook."
I went into my father's room and took out a bottle of white wine from the wine cabinet. These were the wines that my father was reluctant to drink. He drank every day after my mother did that. He rarely drank during the day, but at night, he would sit by the window and drink all night long. At that time, I felt that my father was a little scary. My mother told me that my father could eat people and had been like this since he was a child. She wouldn't let me get close to him and said that I had a sister who had been eaten.
I don't know why my mother said that, but I knew that my father was a cannibal, so I was always afraid. She told me that I must not be less than two meters away from my father, and she drew a distance of two meters for me to see and asked me to count the steps.
When I found out that this was a lie, I still didn't know what was going on until I found out that Yun Bai did it because her father smelled like a dead person. I believed it, but later, I felt that it was not the case. She was finding an excuse for a man, or rather, the smell was not there and could not be smelled at first, but after a long time, I could actually smell it, and I became more and more disgusted with it.
Master Zhao Juan came. She had gained a lot of weight and looked much more energetic. She no longer looked pale like when she was at the crematorium.
After chatting about other things for a while, we talked about the box.
"I see."
I was so surprised.
"What's going on?"
"This is a kind of ghost eye technique, just like an eye-smoothing technique, but this one is even more bizarre."
Master Zhao stood up, walked to the box, felt around for a while, and didn't touch anything. The box just sat there.
"It's best not to learn this thing. It's useless."
I wonder what's in my father's box
"You can open it, but not today, but the day after tomorrow, on the thirteenth."
After Master Zhao finished speaking, he didn't say anything more. They chatted about some things outside and some things at the crematorium. Master Zhao left at 9:30 in the evening.
Zheng Jun and I got ready and went out to Mopan Village. It was a scary village, but not a single villager left the village, which was a strange thing.
Once we entered the mountain gate, there was no one guarding it. They probably had retreated back to the village. After all, there was an ancient coffin there, a strange ancient coffin, and everyone would be afraid.
When Zheng Jun and I arrived at the ancient coffin, we were also nervous.
“Xiaojun, run if you have any problem.”
"No, we're going to be together no matter what."
I have no idea what the number 4698107 means, and I don’t know what its ultimate use will be.
There was no change in the ancient coffin. I glanced at the time. It was a little past eleven o'clock. I sat down. Zheng Jun sat down next to me and I lit a cigarette.
"Xiaozhe, shall we have a child?"
I was stunned.
"When Zhang Xiaoxue comes back, we'll choose a date to get married."
In fact, the reason I’m afraid of getting married is Yun Bai’s cheating. I think women are a little too scary. If Yun Bai hadn’t done that, maybe my father wouldn’t have died so early. In any case, I don’t know what Yun Bai is still insisting on. The fact that she hasn’t come back means that she is still insisting on it. This makes me think Yun Bai is sick.
Zheng Jun and I stopped talking and sat quietly, looking at the ancient coffin. This stone really didn't look like a coffin at all, no matter how you looked at it, but it was a coffin, and it looked like one from a distance.
At twelve o'clock, there was a sound from inside the ancient coffin, a very light "click". I stood up immediately, and Zheng Jun also stood up and looked at the ancient coffin.
The night was quiet, deadly quiet. The sound seemed very loud, but it was actually not.
After a few minutes, the ringing stopped, but we didn't see any changes.
"Don't move, just stand here."
I walked around the ancient coffin and when I reached the other side, I saw that there were numbers on the stone.
I immediately understood that 4698107 was a code. By entering these numbers, the ancient coffin should be able to be opened.
This method of opening the coffin is too weird. We don’t understand how to open it. It’s just a sealed coffin.
Zheng Jun came over and looked for a long time before saying.
"We ran after we pressed the button. Did you see that big rock? We ran over there and hid. I don't think it would be a good thing."
I think so too. Once this kind of coffin is opened, even the undead will be surprised. This kind of coffin is the most evil.
These ghost numbers may look no different from our numbers, but their meanings are completely different.
"I'll do it."
Zheng Jun pressed the buttons, but there was no change with each number he pressed, and he even felt nothing.
"I don't feel anything. It seems like I can't press it. It's just a number appearing on a dead board."
"Don't worry about it, just press it and run."
After pressing the last number, I took Zheng Jun's hand and ran, hiding behind a stone. We thought it would explode and rocks would fly everywhere, but nothing happened. We heard nothing and looked inside, but the sarcophagus didn't react at all. After waiting for more than ten minutes, it seemed like it was all in vain. This weird number didn't work.
I stood up and was about to walk towards the ancient coffin, but I was stunned and stared at the coffin motionlessly. (To be continued)