Folk Stories About Corpse Burning

Chapter 114: Stone corpse

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Empty mirror, I escaped, Mao Xiaoli said she helped me, at this moment I was like a first-class protected animal, before the skin was circumcised, nothing could happen to me. I didn’t do the circumcision and lost an opportunity. Mao Xiaoli got very angry, this was what I expected, how long would she wait for such an opportunity.

Regarding Zhang Xiaoxue's case, Mao Xiaoli said that as long as the skin is cut off, the last one will be fine, and she can figure out a way to the other one herself. I don't need to worry about it, then Zhang Xiaoxue can be saved.

I began to wonder if Mao Xiaoli had done all this just to get me to cut my skin. I didn't know.

If Mao Xiaoli waits for the opportunity to have her skin cut, it will take too long. She never knows when it will happen. Zhang Xiaoxue may have problems, or it may be too long and she may not be able to come back.

I was anxious and thought of many people, trying to find someone, but I was afraid that no one would be willing to help with something like this.

Someone suddenly came from Chi County. There was a small crematorium there with only one furnace, which could only cremate two people a day. It seemed that it was quite a hassle in that small county.

The person who came was a refiner, with a ghostly blue spot on his face. This was someone who was kissed by a ghost. Shen Qing, a female makeup artist, was half covered with a veil, but the ghostly blue spot could still be seen. If it weren't for the ghostly blue spot, this person would be very beautiful.

Shen Qing actually came to look for Yinyan. When she learned that Yinyan was dead, she stood there in a daze. Finally, she found me, her apprentice.

When she called my name, Ke Mingzhe, I felt something strange and looked back.

"I'm your master's friend, Master Yin. I came to see her for something, but..."

"Oh, that's it. Then come to my office later. I'll be done soon."

Zheng Jun asked me to go over and she could do it by herself.

I went into the office and poured some tea.

"I didn't know your master was dead. I'm so sorry."

"No need to say all that. It's normal for people to die. Just get to the point."

"I am a refiner from Chi County. I have come across a troublesome matter that I have never encountered before. I would like to ask your master, maybe he has encountered it before."

"What's up?"

"this… "

She didn't want to tell me.

"You said, maybe I can solve it. If I solve it, I will help you think of other solutions."

Shen Qing still said it.

"Stone corpse, cannot be refined."

The stone corpse is like a stone and cannot be refined at all. This is a weird thing. I have only heard of it. It is rare to see it in a thousand years. It was actually found in the crematorium of Chi County. This is definitely a big deal.

Shen Qing looked at me without saying anything. I was a little confused for a moment.

"Have some tea first."

Actually, I can only find Mao Xiaoli, but it is impossible to find Mao Xiaoli at this moment, because she is very angry about the opportunity I lost. I think Ji Yihe, maybe he can do it.

"Well, you go back first, and I'll be there in half the day."

Shen Qing hesitated.

"Thank you for your trouble."

I went to Ji Yihe that day. Master Ji is old and his walking seems to be a little slow.

"Xiaozhe, is there something wrong?"

I told you about the stone corpse.

"You'd better not get involved in such things. You can't do anything about it."

"But I am a friend of Master Yinyan, she..."

Ji Yihe waved his hand and said.

"I see you are being humane, but this kind of thing will be very troublesome. I will just leave once, but remember, don't mention it to other people."

The reason why Ji Yihe gave me so much face must be because of my father Ke Zuo.

It was the afternoon of the next day. I drove Master Ji to Chi County. We did not go into the crematorium, but first found a place to stay, and then watched the crematorium from a distance, said Ji Yihe.

"This is my first time at the crematorium in Chi County. There are many legends about the crematorium in Chi County. I have heard quite a few of them. Look at the shape of the crematorium in Chi County."

I looked at it, but couldn't make out any shape.

"This is a foot shape. It was designed like this in the beginning. This is a Yin Feng Shui design. The foot takes away the disaster. The foot takes the shape. It means taking away all the disasters here. But you can see that there is a mountain in front of the foot. There is no way to go. So the person who designed it in the beginning did not think of this. Therefore, Chi County is a very troublesome place. Your father and I sometimes mention Chi County, but we never come here, because there is no way for the feet, and the disaster has a shape. If the disaster cannot be taken away, it will accumulate in the crematorium, and eventually small and big disasters will come out."

I didn't expect that the theory of Yin Feng Shui was so complicated and so much.

"Call Shen Qing and ask her to come out. We won't go in."

I looked at my watch and it was already past three in the afternoon. Shen Qing might not be at the crematorium. I called her and found out that she was really there. We saw her come out and walk towards us.

"Hello, Master Shen. This is Master Ji."

Shen Qing was stunned.

"Hello, Master Ji."

Apparently she had heard of Master Ji.

"Let's go in and take a look. Take us away."

Shen Qing nodded and took us into the crematorium in Chi County. It was amazing that such a strange thing could happen in such a small crematorium.

There were six or seven refrigerators in the morgue with lights on, which meant there were dead bodies. Shen Qing glanced at morgue number four and said nothing.

"Pull it open."

I went over and pulled it open. Master Ji came closer, lifted the shroud, and took a look. It was a man in his forties. Master Ji took out a needle from his bag and pricked him. The silver needle bent. It was obvious that the flesh was very hard, or like stone.

"Okay, send it back."

I will send the dead back, Shen Qing said.

"The family members have been pestering the director's office, which is very troublesome."

"It's a stone corpse. Ordinary refining won't work at all."

After we came out, Master Ji said.

"Call the director out tonight. We'll stay at the county hotel."

We left the crematorium and arrived at the hotel. Master Ji said,

"This matter is not that simple. Have you heard about the dead coffin?"

"I know. It's solid. It's on a mountain in Chi County."

"Your father and I have always said that this coffin will be replaced by a stone corpse sooner or later. This dead person cannot be refined. Of course, other methods can be used to refine him, but if he cannot be refined, he can only be put into the coffin. This is the end of it."

"What is the origin of the coffin?"

"The coffin was originally a tool used to mobilize soldiers before a war in ancient times. Before the battle, it was said that the coffin would protect the soldiers. If they did not enter the coffin, they would not die. The soldiers would then put blood on the coffin. Everyone would cut their hands and drop blood on it. A drop of blood could also be called a blood coffin. It is a thing that has existed for thousands of years and is full of evil spirits. We will talk about it tonight. Let's get some sleep first."

Master Ji is old after all, and his energy is not enough. He said he wanted to sleep, and he fell asleep as soon as he lay down. I couldn't sleep, so I sat in front of the window and smoked. I thought of Zhang Xiaoxue. What should Zhang Xiaoxue do

Should I tell Master Ji and do it together and be done with it? But after thinking about it, I decided not to. Master Ji is a strange man, and he has already given me enough face by helping me this time.

In the evening, Shen Qing came with the manager. The manager was a woman, an old lady, as we all knew. After chatting for a few words, she went straight to the point.

"A stone corpse fits a coffin. That's the only way."

Master Ji said, looking at them.

"Then what should we do? The coffin is solid. It's impossible to put a stone corpse in it. Everyone knows this. Experts have come to the coffin and have confirmed through technical means that it is indeed solid."

"Yes, it is solid, there is a way, but I want to know the situation of the deceased now."

"The deceased was 46 years old and a crusher at the county feed mill. The cause of death was a heart attack."

Shen Qing finished speaking and looked at Master Ji.

"I want to visit his house."

"It's late today, I'll treat you to dinner, and we'll go tomorrow."

After the manager finished speaking, he glanced at Master Ji.

"Okay."

That day, we had dinner and chatted. The female manager was quite knowledgeable and mentioned what had happened in Chi County over the years. A refiner and a makeup artist had died. These were big events, and their deaths were very bizarre. To this day, there is still no exact explanation for how they died.

"There is no road at the foot of this crematorium. I think it would be a good idea to open a small path out of the mountain."

I said, Master Ji glared at me, Shen Qing and the director were stunned.

"The venue is indeed in the shape of a foot. The original meaning of the word 'top of a mountain' is that troubles come from the top of a mountain. I didn't expect there would be such a saying?"

The manager looked at me and Master Ji.

"He's just a kid, he's talking nonsense."

I was stunned, knowing that I couldn't talk about this.

When we returned to the hotel that day, Master Ji didn't get angry, he just said.

"Xiaozhe, when your father died, he left me a message asking me to take care of you. I never thought you would become a refiner. This is something I never thought of. As for what happened today, you said it was called "breaking the eyes". People who understand know but don't tell others. Breaking the eyes means telling the dark things, which will bring you trouble. Don't tell others about such things in the future. If others can see through it, then break it."

I nodded. I didn't expect that talking too much would bring me trouble. Trouble comes from the mouth.

The next day, the director did not come, and Shen Qing took us to the deceased's home. It was a place near the river, with a separate yard, very large, a flat-roofed house, and a side house to the east. Everything was fine, Master Ji said after looking at it for a long time.

"This house has a bad smell. It seems that this man did a lot of fatal things before he died."

"Master Ji, I want to know more clearly."

"Then can you take us into this man's house?"

"Yes, the family has already been promised compensation by the farm manager, and they have calmed down."

When we entered the hospital, the family members came out, two elderly people, a man, a woman, and a child. It was obviously a family of five.

"Come in and sit down!"

The family members had indeed calmed down. When we went in, the family members said:

"We want to burn the body as soon as possible and bury it. It's been thirteen days. If we leave it like this, he won't be able to be reincarnated."

"Today we invited two masters from the city crematorium to discuss this matter."

Master Ji had been staring at a piece of skin. The skin was bright red and it was obviously the skin of a fire fox.

"Where did that skin come from?"

Master Ji said suddenly.

"My son got it. It's been very strange in the past three to five years. There are always foxes coming to my house, day and night. They don't harm people, but they make me feel uneasy and scared. So my son started hunting them, but he never succeeded. One time, he used a machete to corner a fox. He cut it with the knife, but the fox ran away. I don't know how it ran away. The knife actually cut his own leg. He stayed in the hospital for 20 days. My son got angry. In the past three to five years, he has never stopped tossing with foxes. Another time, my son became blind. The gun that stabbed the fox's eye was actually in my son's eye, which made my son more resentful. We advised him that it is a smart fox and he should not provoke it. If that doesn't work, we can build a small house and worship the fox spirit at the back of the yard, but my son disagrees."

The old lady who was telling the story burst into tears. This was the first time I had heard of such a horrifying story. (To be continued)