When I heard the unusual noise, I felt like my heart was being stabbed by a knife. It was an unbearable feeling.
I covered my ears and Master Zhao looked around. Suddenly, Master Zhao walked towards the group of coffins.
I followed Master Zhao about a meter away. There were hundreds of coffins. Walking inside was definitely not like walking in the woods. It was really scary.
I felt my legs go weak. Master Zhao was very calm, but also nervous. It was impossible for him not to be nervous. I'm afraid no one has ever seen a group of coffins like this.
The coffins seem to be arranged in no regular pattern, but in fact they are. Instead, they are staggered and arranged in a very regular pattern, like a formation.
Master Zhao stopped, and I was distracted, afraid that a hand would suddenly reach out from the coffin and grab me, or that a corpse would suddenly jump out and bite me.
I bumped into Master Zhao, who turned around and glared at me.
I didn't move or speak.
Master Zhao stopped and looked at a coffin.
I also looked at the coffin. It was the same as the other coffins, no different.
The sound came from this coffin.
I glanced at Master Zhao, she didn't move, and her voice was strange, Master Zhao said.
“Stand back.”
The sound was not loud, but you could tell that Master Zhao's voice was a little out of tune.
I backed away, and Master Zhao kept backing away, and finally turned around and said.
"run."
I started running, got out, and ran for a while before stopping.
"What happened?"
I asked Master Zhao.
"Broken coffin."
I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what a cracked coffin was.
"Don't you see the coffin is slowly cracking?"
I started sweating. The coffin was cracked? I couldn't imagine what it looked like, and I didn't see it clearly.
"Let's go back."
"Where's Xiaoxue?"
"It's fine for now."
I still believed what Master Zhao said. I didn't go home, but went to Mao Xiaoli's place.
After listening to this, Mao Xiaoli looked at me and whispered for a long time.
"You are really a very yin person. I didn't believe it at first, but it shows that you are really a very yin person."
After saying this, Mao Xiaoli seemed very happy. It seemed that Mao Xiaoli did not believe that I was an extremely sinister person.
"Xiaoxue is inside. She was lured in by the fake Zhang Xiaoxue."
"Master Zhao, you went in and saw the coffin cracked. This is truly a rare event, but it's not a big deal."
Mao Xiaoli actually said that it was no big deal. In that place at the crematorium, what could be a big deal
"I don't think so."
Mao Xiaoli walked to the window, smoked, and after a long while turned around and said.
"It seems I have to wear mourning white for once in a while."
Mao Xiaoli went into the bedroom and came out wearing a white mourning dress. As soon as she put on this dress, I felt extremely uncomfortable. I didn’t know why, but I just felt uncomfortable.
"Take me to that place."
I hesitated for a moment. Would Master Zhao agree? But since Zhang Xiaoxue was in there, I couldn't care less.
I took Mao Xiaoli to that place and entered the cave. She was stunned by the coffins.
"Oh my god, this is so rare. It is estimated that there are 39 coffins, 999 coffins. It can be seen how tragic the battle of Suoyang City was back then. It is not as recorded in history that Suoyang City was easily captured."
Mao Xiaoli knows our city very well.
I still didn't say anything. These were not the main points. When I was almost at the point where the coffin cracked, I heard that sound, which was as painful as being stabbed by a knife.
"The sound of the coffin cracking is really different from the sound of coffin cracking in the folk. It is majestic and powerful, and the sound is like the sound of thousands of troops and horses."
I didn't hear it, but from the sound of it, Mao Xiaoli heard the sound of the coffin cracking.
"Sister Mao, what should we do?"
"It's okay, just follow me."
I followed Mao Xiaoli. The coffin was still cracking, starting from the middle, little by little.
Mao Xiaoli lit a cigarette and sat on a rock, watching the coffin crack. I thought, something will definitely come out of it, a corpse? A person? A ghost? A soul
My head is a mess anyway.
The sound of the coffin cracking made my head hurt so much that I couldn't stand it.
"Just plug your ears and use your eyes."
The coffin was about to split open, but still nothing was coming out. This was what worried me the most. My heart was getting higher and higher. If it continued for a while, I was afraid that something would come out.
Suddenly, I screamed and jumped to the side. The coffin split open, or rather, broke into two halves, and there was still a coffin inside. I took off the paper that was blocking my ears and stared at it in amazement.
"Don't make a fuss in the future. Just bear with it if you can."
Mao Xiaoli stood up and walked to the coffin.
"A coffin within a coffin. In the crematorium, there are urns within urns. This is very particular. It seems that the person in this coffin should be a general or something like that. He is also an anomaly. There is something extra on his body, such as six fingers on his hands, or double ears, etc. It is a coffin within a coffin. I didn't expect it to be like this."
Mao Xiaoli said, "That was for me to hear." I stood there and refused to move over. My legs were too weak and I was afraid that I would fall if I moved.
Things are not as simple as I thought.
"Where's Zhang Xiaoxue?"
"This matter is related to the powder ghost. You told me everything. There was a fake Zhang Xiaoxue. That was the powder ghost. She was very powerful. She could use powder to draw anyone and make up to look like Zhang Xiaoxue. That means there is a big connection. As for what the connection is and what the reason is, I won't talk about it in advance."
Mao Xiaoli was patting the coffin. At first I thought it was just ordinary patting, but later I found that it was rhythmic, and the rhythm was very strange, with no repetition. It sounded messy at first, but as I listened more, I felt that it was rhythmic, but there was no pattern to follow.
Mao Xiaoli suddenly stopped, looked at me and said.
"This is a ghost song. Ghost songs have no end and never repeat. You keep playing it, just like pi, there is no end."
As Mao Xiaoli was filming, I saw countless ghosts gathering here.
"Sister Mao, the little ghosts are coming this way."
"I know, ghost songs are like this, one beat can attract ghosts to possess souls."
"Then what do you do?"
"That fake Zhang Xiaoxue is also a ghost, but a big ghost. She will be here soon. Don't worry, there will be no problem at all."
I didn't want to ask any more questions, for fear that I would not be able to hold on any longer and would pass away, which would then be a big spectacle.
I sat down and smoked, as I do when I'm nervous.
Mao Xiaoli was taking pictures, and the fake Zhang Xiaojia really came, with no expression on his face. And the man I saw was the man who asked me to take him to the urn.
I told Mao Xiaoli.
"I can see that."
When Mao Xiaoli said this, I was shocked. She could actually see it, but she never said anything.
"You tie the string around the feet of two people and throw the ball of string to the ground."
I did as I was told. Suddenly, Mao Xiaoli started banging on the coffin in a disorderly manner. The noise was very loud, like a madman. She banged on it indiscriminately, and with the noise, all kinds of ghosts ran away everywhere.
Mao Xiaoli burst into laughter “Hahaha…” and I knew that she could really see it.
"This ghost-exorcism song really works. I've never used it before."
When I heard that sound, I wanted to run away. I felt so anxious and as if I had a heart attack.
Mao Xiaoli stopped, sat down and smoked a cigarette before saying.
"Follow the string and you will find Zhang Xiaoxue. Then take her out directly. Don't do anything else."
Mao Xiaoli got up and left.
"Sister Mao, you can't play like this. Do you want to leave?"
"Yes, I can't stay here. I scared those ghosts. If they come to play with me again, I won't be able to bear it."
Mao Xiaoli left, and I was stunned. Wasn’t this a joke
No matter how scared I was, I couldn't leave. Zhang Xiaoxue was inside. I followed the line and walked through the thirteen ghost paths. I entered a ghost path. I didn't know what ghost path it was. Although Master Zhao Juan told me what it was, I couldn't remember it at the moment. I only remembered a few of them.
It's a very small strip that can barely pass through. If you are a fat person, you will definitely get stuck here.
It was very dark inside and I couldn't see anything, not even ghosts. I felt my way around, walking with my hand outstretched. After a few minutes, I suddenly bumped into something and screamed.
"It's me, Xiaoxue."
I turned around and tried to run, but I couldn't turn around. Zhang Xiaoxue, I wondered if it was the fake Zhang Xiaoxue
"It's me, touch my hand."
I held Zhang Xiaoxue's hand and it was warm, so there was no problem.
"Come with me and hold my hand."
I pulled Zhang Xiaoxue outside, and when we got out, we saw Mao Xiaoli sitting outside smoking.
“It’s quite fast.”
Mao Xiaoli said this while glancing at Zhang Xiaoxue's feet. There was a black string tied on them. I want to tear it off, she said.
"Don't pull it. It will be troublesome if you pull it. Just take it like this and go to my house."
Go down the mountain, get in the car, and drive away.
"That line is broken?"
"This is a Yin line. It looks like a line, but it's not. However, it will break if you pull it, but it won't break like this. We will just pretend we didn't see it. Normal people can't see it."
"What does this mean?"
"You'll know when the time comes."
When we arrived at Mao Xiaoli's house, Master Zhao Juan came in after a while.
Master Zhao Juan did not deal with Mao Xiaoli, and even when they met, she acted as if Mao Xiaoli was a virtual stranger to her, not seeing her and not talking to her.
Master Zhao Juan was actually at Mao Xiaoli's house. It seemed that Master Zhao had put a lot of thought into me, his apprentice who was no longer a disciple.
That line appears and disappears sometimes.
"Zhao Juan, you hide in that room. I'll be in this room. You two just sit here. Remember, whatever you saw, just pretend you didn't see it. Of course, you can see it, but normal people can't, so just pretend you didn't see it."
I don't know what they are playing.
After a while, the black line started to jump and fly up and down, which was a bit dizzy. Zhang Xiaoxue was nervous. I poured her a glass of water. After she drank it, the fake Zhang Xiaoxue and the man came in.
Zhang Xiaoxue closed her eyes and lay in my arms. I smoked and looked at the ceiling. I really didn't want to look at the two of them.
"These two are here."
The man said.
"I'm worried it's a trap."
The fake Zhang Xiaoxue said.
"Yes, it's a trap."
Mao Xiaoli and Master Zhao Juan came out, but I didn’t say anything, I just watched, and Zhang Xiaoxue watched too.
"I knew you two were not easy to deal with. We have to settle the grudge between us. If you do this, we will be waiting for you downstairs."
"There are thirteen paths to the underworld, and we don't necessarily have to take any one of them. Besides, if we run into you, so what? We are the ones who send people off at the crematorium, and we have many friends."
"Don't think that you won't be afraid just because those evil spirits are helping you. We are big ghosts, and I'm afraid no one dares to help you."
These words made me sweat, as if we were talking about things in the underworld.
The door opened and Sergeant Lin came. He was so excited that he danced with joy. The fake Zhang Xiaoxue and the man leaned against the wall and didn't move.
Sergeant Lin took a black bag and went over to cover them. Then the fake Zhang Xiaoxue and the man actually followed them without saying a word, as if they were frozen.
"Thank you both."
He's gone, said Mao Xiaoli.
"Zhao Juan, you should leave now. I never thought in my life that you would come into my home."
"Do you think I would? I think it's unlucky."
Master Zhao Juan left after she finished speaking.
It seems that the two women cooperated with each other only for Zhang Xiaoxue and me. (To be continued)