I asked what was wrong, Mr. Zhong told me that yesterday at noon he and his wife went out to choose a cemetery for their son, and when he was driving across the road, he suddenly saw a big black dog coming out of thin air, Mr. Zhong subconsciously hit the steering wheel, and it happened that there was a construction site next to it, and a big pit had just been dug up, and the car drove straight into the pit. Fortunately, Mr. Zhong stepped on the brakes in time, and the car was on the edge of the pit, shaking like a seesaw. The strangest thing is that after the traffic police arrived, they listened to Mr. Zhong's narration, and there was a shop owner next to him who said that he had been sitting at the door and had not seen any black dogs running over at all.

I said, "It seems that this should be the result of the Yin Spirit's anger, in its eyes, this matter is not over at all, so it will always haunt you, and it must be resolved as soon as possible." Subsequently, I relayed the solution that Kaohsiung taught me to Mr. Zhong. After hearing this, he was very angry and yelled: "What kind of bullshit method is this! Let my son lie in the coffin containing the dog, are you cursing? Besides, my son is dead, and at such a big price, will the yin spirit in this coffin nail not let me go? Fucking Lao Tzu is not afraid of the living, why should you be afraid of ghosts? You let it come out and fight with me!"

"Mr. Zhong, I am very sympathetic to your experience, but it is still the same sentence, don't fight with ghosts. I persuaded, "In the past few years, you lost nine out of ten bets, and then why did you win every time? Even if you are out of a thousand, no matter how powerful the gambling god is, there will be a miss, right? But you don't, and no one can find your fault, this is the power of ghosts and gods." Of course, the ghost will not jump out of the yin to fight with you, but it will use the power of the yin law to make you promoted, wealthy, famous, and transferred, and at the same time, it can also make you unlucky, killed, penniless, and even ruined, this is the power of the ghost, and you can't see how it does these things from beginning to end, because you are in two completely different worlds. Listen to me, Boss Zhong, don't fight with ghosts. ”

After hearing my words, Mr. Zhong was silent for a long time, and finally burst into tears.

Originally, I didn't want to get involved in this matter, but Kaohsiung sent me a text message and told me in detail what to pay attention to during the whole process, so that I had better supervise on the spot to avoid any more accidents. I know that something happened to Mr. Zhong's family, and I am a little embarrassed to ask him for money again, but near the end of the year, the air ticket from Shenyang to Guangzhou is basically not discounted, and it costs three or four thousand to go back and forth, and I only earn five thousand when I buy his coffin nails, which is too much of a loss.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhong didn't bother with me much, and only urged me to hurry up to Shantou.

After nothing to say all the way, he came to Shanwei City from Guangzhou and agreed with Mr. Zhong to meet in a village and town east of Lufeng. I took a truck and came to this village first, which is mostly paddy fields, and asked the local villagers, who are not very good at speaking Mandarin, so I finally found the right place. I saw the lonely little grave, the tombstone was placed diagonally next to it, the grave soil was still dug up, and there was a small coffin in the pit, and the coffin lid was placed diagonally on it, so I couldn't see what was inside.

The villager told me that a few days ago, a boss from Shantou had worshiped in front of this tomb, and burned all the fake money like real money, and it didn't take long for him to come again, and he had to dig up this tomb, and when he saw that there were dog bones inside, he knelt on the ground and cried, and he didn't know what was going on.

After waiting for more than two hours, Mr. Zhong's family arrived in two cars, one of which was a van. A young couple got out of the car, it is estimated that it is Mr. Zhong and his family, and their faces are ugly. I stepped forward to shake Mr. Zhong's hand, but he didn't respond, only asked me what to do. And his wife came up and grabbed me by the collar and asked what were the four coffin nails. Mr. Zhong impatiently spoke to her in Cantonese, although I didn't understand it, but I guess the content should be something like "people are brand dealers, I bought it voluntarily, and no one forced it".

"What kind of businessman are you, and what are you buying? Aren't you cheating?" Mr. Zhong's wife asked me in blunt Mandarin. I wanted to defend myself, but then I thought about it, and now is not the occasion to argue about who is right and who is wrong. Mr. Zhong and I carried the small coffin from the back of the van and came to the grave. The lid of the coffin was still sealed with nails, and Mr. Zhong took out a crowbar and threw it to me.

I was simply speechless, thinking to myself, how could I do this, who did I provoke, I had never even touched my grandmother's coffin when I was so big, why would I give you a stranger to do such a thing? But anyway, even if the customer volunteered, I sold the feminine thing to Mr. Zhong, and many people would not understand it, who can sympathize with the businessman who made his fortune by selling coffin nails? No way, I had to take a crowbar to pry the coffin nails open.

Several villagers rushed to see the excitement when they heard the news, pointing and talking about it while watching. Fortunately, it was just a small coffin, and the nails were not tight, and I was able to pry open one nail in a few clicks, and the six nails were quickly finished. When I opened the coffin with Mr. Zhong, I thought to myself that it was a corpse, although it was a little boy, but it was also a dead person, and the current weather in Guangdong, even if it was not as hot as summer, there were more than 20 degrees, could it have stink? I was a little stunned, looking at Mr. Zhong was nothing, of course, it was his own son, and it was normal not to be afraid.

The lid of the coffin was slowly removed, I tried to hold my breath, and saw a little boy lying in the small coffin, unexpectedly, it was not as terrifying as I imagined, except that the boy's skin was pale, as if he was asleep, and his eyes were also normal, it was estimated that it was a resin fake eye given to Ann by the makeup corpse. There are many offerings piled on both sides of the body, such as silver bills, gold leaf ingots, and children's toys, and a thick white cloth underneath.

It may be a psychological effect, although I didn't smell any peculiar smell, but I always felt that there was. I took out two hundred dollars and asked the villager I was talking to to get the bones of the dog out of the pit. The villager found a helper, and together the two of them carried out the small coffin in the pit, dug a small pit in the distance, poured the dog's bones into it and buried it, and then dragged the four corners of the white cloth under the little boy's body with me and Mr. Zhong, and slowly placed the boy's body in the small coffin in the pit. With tears in their eyes, Mr. and Mrs. Zhong tidied up the white cloth and the little boy from top to bottom, and then closed the coffin lid.

Mr. Zhong handed me the four nails in the coffin, and I asked the villager to find a hammer and nail the four corners of the small coffin, backfill the soil, and rebuild the grave. Mr. Zhong came to the back of the car again, beckoned to me, and the four of us carried out a tombstone, and saw that the words engraved on it were "The Tomb of Zhong Mingming", and there were years, months and days next to it.