Chapter 1163: Fake Death
Many of the villagers slowly retreated, turned around and ran in the direction of the village, apparently afraid. Azanbudan continued to cast the spell, and Mr. Jiang said: "If you die, I want you to die, you all die!" I wondered in my heart, how can it be considered all dead, is it necessary for all three generations of Old Man Zheng to die. I came to Kaohsiung and discussed with him in a low voice.
Kaohsiung said: "It seems that you can only use the old method of hiding ghosts, and Azambudan will definitely use it." "I immediately understood that I had encountered this situation several times before, and it was basically the Yin Spirit who died unjustly, which led to great resentment, and finally I had to use the Yin Method to let the evil person fake his death to deceive the Yin Spirit. The last time I used this method, it was Ms. M in Hong Kong who pretended to jump to her death in a Taoist temple in a certain building, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to do it at all.
It seems that it is right to find Azambudan, who has mastered a Yin method called "Samada Mantra" in the Philippines, which can make evil people who have done bad things and usually have human lives fake their lives in the same way to deceive the resentful Yin spirits, and the effect is very good. Sure enough, Old Man Zheng began to scream loudly, rolling on the ground, and getting covered in dust. The villagers were so frightened that some even covered their eyes, but they didn't run. Old man Zheng's son and grandson couldn't help but go over to help, Kaohsiung didn't stop them, the two shouted and screamed, and Old Man Zheng was also screaming there, as if an invisible person was beating him. Old man Zheng's grandson ran over and said viciously to me and Kaohsiung: "Hurry up and get my master right, what are you doing?
"Young man," Kaohsiung replied with a smile, "just watch it honestly, if you don't do this, your big grandmother's yin spirit will not give up!"
Old man Zheng's grandson was willing to listen, and he was about to do it in the past, but I stopped him: "What are you doing? Do you want your grandfather to live? If you want to, be honest with me, otherwise something really happened to your grandfather, can you be responsible?" Zheng Laozi's grandson glared at me, although he didn't understand what I meant, but he didn't dare to make a mistake. At this time, two villagers came and dragged him away, and whispered persuasion, pointing to Azambudan as they persuaded him, presumably telling him that such an occasion should not be interrupted.
"Don't fight, you're going to die...... Help, don't hit me...... Kill someone......" Old man Zheng shouted as he rolled, his voice was very miserable, and it was particularly harsh in the silent night. After more than ten minutes, Old Man Zheng gradually couldn't move, only struggled slowly on the ground, and finally only had the strength to hum, and gradually stopped moving.
His son knelt on the ground: "Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you?" I went over and whispered in his ear Don't worry, your father is just faking his death, so that he can deceive the Yin Spirit and wake up tomorrow. Where is the son of the old man Zheng willing to believe, crying and grabbing my collar and scolding us for being murderers and wizards, and calling the police to arrest us, his son is young and vigorous, and he is about to come and shoot me after grabbing the shovel next to him. Kaohsiung hurriedly mobilized the villagers to go over to pull the rack, and many of these villagers had already seen it very clearly, and came over to pull away Old Man Zheng's son and grandson.
Azanbudan beckoned to Kaohsiung and whispered a few words, Kaohsiung used to talk to Old Man Zheng's son, but he didn't listen at all, Kaohsiung had to call two old villagers and whispered in a low voice. The two old villagers went over to persuade Old Man Zheng's son, but I don't know what to say, Old Man Zheng's son and grandson looked at each other and shook their heads angrily.
"Do you want people to live?" asked the old villager angrily.
Old Man Zheng's son and grandson looked at Old Man Zheng who was lying motionless on the ground, so they had no choice but to go over, knelt down in front of the old man, and began to cry bitterly: "Dad, why did you die so miserably? You were beaten to death by a ghost......
The other shouted, "Open your eyes and look at me, grandpa, why are you dead?" Of course, there is no need for their tears, which is made for the Yin Spirits. Actually, I'm very strange, they all say that ghosts have "his heart", but it can't distinguish between people's real death and fake death, and it doesn't know that we are playing? Just now, Azanbudan instructed Kaohsiung to teach Old Man Zheng's family members to cry and mourn, so that they can pretend to be like. But the Yin Spirits didn't even know that they were plotting in a low voice?
Anyway, the two cried for a while anyway, Kaohsiung waved his hand, and several villagers went over to carry Old Man Zheng on their backs and went back to the village. Mr. Jiang, who was sitting across the coffin pit, hung his head as if he was asleep. Azambudan blessed him for a few more minutes, and asked everyone to put all the offerings in the coffin, and then burned the paper people, paper horses, gold and silver bills, and so on, and then closed the coffin. Some villagers used shovels to re-build the grave, and deliberately made the grave bag much larger.
The next day, we all woke up, including Mr. Jiang, but he was still a little unconscious, and Old Man Zheng still didn't wake up, like a dead man, and he didn't breathe. His son and grandson were about to go to the village to call the police, and the village chief also came over and asked us what was going on with a straight face, but they hadn't woken up yet. Kaohsiung said: "You ask the old Zheng family to prepare a set of women's clean clothes inside and out, and then go to the grave to change into the woman surnamed Xia, and then set up the tombstone." ”
"Doesn't that person stink?" asked the village chief.
Kaohsiung said, "So you have to go as soon as possible, why don't you go quickly, there's a use staring at me here?" The village chief had no choice but to tell the son of the old man Zheng standing next to him to do it as soon as possible. Old man Zheng's son hurriedly rode a motorcycle, came to the shroud shop in the township, bought a full set of clothes and shoes, and then asked the shopkeeper to call the factory that made the tombstone, and use the fastest speed to make the tombstone, the sooner the better.
The money is spent in place, at more than three o'clock in the afternoon, the tricycle of the tombstone factory pulled the freshly made tombstone into the village, the stele is the simplest kind, it reads "the spirit of the eldest sister-in-law Zheng Xia", and the small characters behind it are also in the name of the old man Zheng, and the date is the latest. He went to the cemetery at the back of the village again, dug up the grave, changed his clothes, and then erected a tombstone, and put on offerings and incense and candles. As soon as I returned to the village, I saw the old man Zheng lying on the bed with his mouth half-open and breathing. His son and grandson hurriedly shouted for help, Kaohsiung told them not to quarrel, and by the evening, Old Man Zheng had been able to recognize people, and he also knew how to nod and shake his head.
It's not the first time I've encountered such a situation, and if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed anything like this. But that was what I thought before I became a card dealer, and now I'm convinced of the myth. For example, in this case, Old Man Zheng has been in a state of suspended animation since midnight last night, completely immobile, and has no heartbeat or breathing. From a scientific point of view, if a person does not have a heartbeat and breathing for more than ten minutes, the cells of the brain will begin to die, and after half an hour, half of them will die, and more than 50 minutes, the probability of this person coming back to life is lower than that of a comet hitting the earth. But Old Man Zheng didn't have a heartbeat or breath for at least ten hours, and he actually woke up again, if he told the doctors in the hospital, they wouldn't believe it, but the whole village saw it with their own eyes.