In 1990, on the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, Ghost Festival, and the night of the full moon, it is written in the almanac: Greedy wolves enter the house, the yin is extremely strong, and everything is inappropriate, especially avoid breaking ground.
In Huaishang County, Yuzhou, there is a remote mountain village called "Yejia Village". According to the custom, in the evening, every household burns two bundles of thick paper money in front of the door, one bundle is for worshiping ancestors, and the other bundle is for lonely ghosts passing by. Difficulty with this family.
After burning the paper money, every household closes the doors and windows tightly, goes to bed early, and those who believe in Buddhism will pray for a safe night.
In the middle of the night, it started to rain, hitting the leaves, rustling, like a lonely ghost walking at night, the wind whimpered, like crying, which added a touch of weird atmosphere to this unusual night.
On the small road at the head of the village, a vague figure loomed in the wind and rain, walked out of the village, went straight up the back mountain, and walked into a cemetery.
This cemetery is the ancestral tomb of the Ye family village, where the dead ghosts of the Ye family have been buried for hundreds of years. The black shadow finally came to a grave without a monument, and a ghost-calling banner was inserted on the grave, waving in the wind like a ghost hand.
The new soil on the tomb and the unfallen scrolls indicate that this is a new tomb.
"Second sister-in-law, today is your first seven days, just in time for Ghost Festival again, I see you are here." Her voice was hoarse, and she sounded no more than forty years old.
After a moment of silence in front of the grave, the man untied a red silk umbrella from his back, opened it and inserted it in front of the grave to block the rain at night, carefully took out three sticks of incense, lit them and inserted them into the soil under the umbrella, ignoring the mud, and knelt down After kowtowing three times, he got up and took out a folded flat shovel and began to dig the grave.
The grave was made of new soil, soaked in rainwater, so it was very soft. In less than twenty minutes, a long hole was dug, and a layer of soil was wiped off, revealing a bright red coffin board, like blood dripping.
Most of the coffins are painted dark red, and those painted bright red are those who died violently. The resentment is too heavy, the thicker the red, the better the effect of suppressing evil.
Not only that, but thirty-three thick red threads were wrapped around the coffin, criss-crossing, like a net, wrapping the coffin tightly, as if to prevent the people inside the coffin from crawling out.
The man bowed to the bottom of the coffin, and said, "Second sister-in-law, I'm here to help you." He took out the dagger, cut off the red thread one by one, then used a crowbar to knock open seven seven-inch coffin nails, and took a deep breath. breath, opened the coffin—
A female corpse in a white shroud lay erect at the bottom of the coffin.
Under the faint light of the incense, the female corpse's face was pale, but her cloudy eyes were round and wide, like dead fish, with a hideous and terrifying expression, and an extremely cold aura exuded from her whole body. dead air.
"Hiss..."
The man took a deep breath, although he was prepared, when he first saw this scene, his calf became weak, he hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed three more times to the female corpse, and said in a trembling voice:
"Second sister-in-law, you died on the delivery bed, with one corpse and two lives, but those people kept saying that the rules of the ancestors, disregarding human relations, separated you and the child and buried them in two places. Today is the night of your return, I, Ye Dabao Take the risk to dig out your poor child and return it to your second sister-in-law... "
As he said that, he took out a cloth bag from his bosom and unwrapped it, but it turned out to be the corpse of a baby!
Putting the corpse on top of the female corpse, Ye Dabao bowed back, knelt on the ground, and waited nervously. Suddenly, a woman's cry resounded through the wind and rain.
The female corpse sat up from the coffin in a jerk, her arms tightened, and ten withered fingers tightly grasped the baby's back. Facing Ye Dabao, a strange smile appeared on her face.
Ye Dabao knelt down on both knees, and bowed again: "Second sister-in-law, I have fulfilled your wish, and I will help you build the coffin and fill the grave later, so that people can't see it, please second sister-in-law to watch me work hard and satisfy my wishes." wish!"
After finishing speaking, he pulled up the three sticks of incense from his feet, put them under the face of the female corpse, and smoked the female corpse's chin, and prepared a copper basin with his other hand, and continued underneath.
The female corpse stretched her neck forward and remained motionless, coordinating with Ye Dabao.
The corpse oil dripped into the copper basin, and after ten minutes, a layer had accumulated on the bottom of the basin. The female corpse frowned little by little, showing a terrifying expression.
Ye Dabao hastily removed the incense burner and the copper basin, covered the copper basin with plastic, and put it in his arms. Seeing the female corpse slowly laying back into the coffin, holding the baby in her arms, with a satisfied expression on her face, he felt relieved tone.
"Second sister-in-law, you have a baby. After seventy-seven forty-nine days, you will become a mother and child corpse. If you have a grudge, you will take revenge. Dabao will build your coffin, so that you can rest and practice..."
Ten minutes later, Ye Dabao looked at the grave he had reburied, and could not see any flaws from the outside, so he bowed, turned around and hurried down the mountain.
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A month later, at the home of Ye Dagong, the head of Ye Family Village.
August is the hottest time of the year, and other people's houses open their doors to ventilate and use electric fans, but Ye Dagong's back room is closed with three coal stoves burning inside.
On the bed, a five or six-year-old child was wrapped in a thick quilt, his lips were still purple from the cold, his whole body was shivering, and he couldn't help crying out for the cold.
Grand Duke Ye stood in the room for a while, then he was sweating profusely. He sighed and walked out the door, wiping the sweat and tears off his face vigorously.
"Father, Shaoyang, he..." A young woman in her twenties came forward and looked at Grandpa Ye with her eyes swollen from crying. She is Grandpa Ye's daughter-in-law, that is, the mother of the child in the room.
"Let's talk about it when the little soldier comes back."
Grand Duke Ye shook his head helplessly. He has been a barefoot doctor for decades, and he can't do anything about his grandson's illness. For half a month, he carried his grandson on his back to all the hospitals in the county and the city. I went there, but nothing was found out. Ye Dagong began to suspect that his grandson was not sick at all, but provoked some kind of evil. He invited the witch from the village to do a ritual, but it didn't work. So early this morning Send the son to the city to ask the master to come back.
Just as he was talking, his son Ye Bing came back, bringing back an old man dressed as a Taoist priest.
"Who is this… "
"It's the Taoist priest I invited from the city. He heard about the situation in Shaoyang, and he is willing to come and have a look."
"It's time for the Taoist priest." Ye Dagong bowed his hands and looked up and down the comer with a pair of eyes.
This old Taoist looks to be in his sixties, he is very thin, with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, splayed eyebrows, and triangular eyes. The feeling of air duct bone.
Dagong Ye frowned darkly. There are too many scammers these days, and there are also fake Taoist monks. He doesn't think this old Taoist priest looks capable anyway. Try, very politely ask the old Taoist priest to visit his grandson in the back room.