If I really die like this, I'm really a little unwilling, I'm still so young, and I haven't married a daughter-in-law yet.

Previously, when the workers were idle, the first topic was women's affairs, and the second topic was ghosts.

They all said how good it is to marry a daughter-in-law, what wife and children hot kang head, what warm bed and so on, I haven't experienced the beauty of these lives, just died like this, what's going on?

But don't die, now that this woman has pounced, she will definitely attack me.

I was so anxious that my head was full of sweat, but as the sweat came out, my mind suddenly lit up, and an idea suddenly appeared in my mind.

When I was chatting with my co-workers before, I heard a lot of folk ways to deal with ghosts, and at that time I didn't believe that there was such a thing as ghosts in this world, and if I knew that there were, I wouldn't have chosen this profession.

One of the most terrifying things I experienced before was to carry a coffin for a dead old man's house.

Later, the five fingers (the person in charge of the funeral) asked the filial sons and grandsons of the family to burn paper money in front of the coffin.

I was horrified, because this was the first time I had experienced this, so I still remember it clearly.

That time, we had just lifted less than a hundred meters, and the coffin exerted its strength again, and it was as heavy as Mount Tai in an instant, almost crushing us down, so we quickly put it on the wooden bench, and we put the coffin on top of the wooden bench, and began to gasp for breath.

According to folk legends, after the coffin is lifted, it cannot land again unless it reaches the cemetery, and if it really needs to land, it will be placed on a wooden bench.

Otherwise, if you really put the coffin in the ground and put it into the ground, this will touch the ground. The deceased will think that this is his home after death.

If it is raised, because the deceased has a preconceived concept, there will be a moth in the future, which will have an adverse impact on the family of the deceased.

This time, Five-Fingered called the deceased's filial sons and grandsons again, and this time Five-Fingered did not let them continue to burn paper money, but asked them, the dead old man, did he have any unfulfilled wishes in the end?

Among them, the youngest son of the deceased shook his head and said no, his father should have seen all the people he should have seen, and now that the family has five generations in the same house, and the big family is happy, there should be nothing to worry about.

Five-fingered asked these filial sons and grandsons, do the old man have any beloved things in his usual times. At this moment, these children and grandchildren all thought about it quickly.

At that time, I was in the crowd carrying the coffin, my eyes widened in shock, looking at all this in front of me, I couldn't believe that such a thing could happen in the world.

The last grandson said that when his grandfather drank porridge before his death, he loved a large celadon bowl the most, although it was not valuable, but the old man loved to use it.

Five fingers immediately said, that's it, quickly take it, and fell in front of the coffin, otherwise, today's coffin will not be carried into the cemetery, and if the auspicious time is missed, the matter will be a big deal.

Hearing Five Fingers say this, the family hurriedly trotted, brought the celadon bowl, and fell in front of the coffin with a snap.

It's really strange, this drop of celadon bowl, this coffin was easily lifted by us again, and it went all the way to the cemetery, and was buried smoothly......

Since I haven't been working for a long time, this is the first time I've encountered such a weird experience, so I remember it vividly.

Since that incident, I have said to myself, it seems that the world is not what we see with our eyes, and there are many things that we can't see.

But just because we can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

I naively thought that this was a haunting, but since we went to the back mountain this time and dug up the grave, Lao Zhao's miraculous death, I was shocked to understand how insignificant that incident was at the beginning.

Not only is it insignificant, but the old man is quite cute, and he doesn't say that he gives his dreams to his relatives when he asks for things, but uses the way of letting the big people guess riddles.

Looking at the female corpse I am facing now, it is not like that, now she has black gas spreading out all over her body, her eyes are blood-red, and blood is dripping down her neck, and there is a crackling sound.

The female corpse is now grinning, her face is full of anger, it is estimated that this is what she looked like when she died, and then look at the top of her head, there is a round ball-shaped thing, black, I can't see what it is, I guess this should be resentment.

This woman's self is at home, and she was killed along with her children, and the resentment and anger in her heart can be described as sky-high.

Previously, I had heard that the soul of the deceased is generally the final image of the moment of death, and it seems that this is what the female corpse looks like when she finally dies.

Seeing her walking towards me, I fell to the ground and kept retreating.

Because my body was tied, I retreated very little and not fast, and when I saw this, I secretly became anxious.

It was at this time that I couldn't help but remember what the workers said about how to deal with ghosts, one of which was to spit on this kind of filthy thing.

Seeing the female corpse approaching step by step, I said to myself, anyway, I can't just sit still and wait for death, no, I have to try to see if this method works!

I slammed into the female corpse and spit out a mouthful of saliva, and at this time, I didn't care about any civility and politeness, after all, it was important to save my life.

After my mouthful of saliva passed, the female corpse hurriedly went to the side, and suddenly dodged away, and when I saw her dodging, I said in my heart that there was a door.

Next, I was not polite, and spit on the female corpse one after another, but with little effort, I found a very fatal big problem, the saliva is unsustainable, and it will soon run out, oops, it seems that this is not inexhaustible.

At this time, I was helpless, and now I was about to spit out a trace of saliva, what could be done?

It was said that stroking and rubbing the hair would also work, and it was said that it could scare away the dirt.

I've also heard that when I touch it in the dark night, sparks will come out of my hair, so that the dirt will not dare to get close, and the saliva is gone, so I am too busy to spit out my saliva, so I quickly rub my hair.