Fifty years ago, a hundred-year-old lady in the village died, and there were three men and two women under the old lady's knees, but they all died mysteriously on the night of the old lady's death.

Some people say that this is because the old lady's children were unfilial to her before her death, so the old lady asked for her life. Overnight, a family of six lay in a coffin, and the whole village was in a panic, and no one dared to come forward to mourn the family. The village chief had no choice but to spend money to hire a group of people from outside, but a strange thing happened when he was buried.

The day of the burial was not an auspicious day of the zodiac, firstly, there was no one in the deceased's house, and secondly, it was not the case that the six black coffins were always resting in the village. Strange to say, the sky had not been bright that day, and several young people with bodies like oxen carried six coffins along the path up the mountain until they reached the back mountain. Along the way, the feet were either rocks or rash grass, and even the village chief who climbed the mountain with his empty hands was also very upset, but the young people who carried the coffin did not even breathe, as if they were born to do this business.

The burial pit was dug quickly, according to the rules of the village at that time, a mirror had to be hung on the sealing brick at the top of the pit, one was to protect the yin and drive away the yang, and the other was to say hello to the passing ghost.

The six people were buried in order of eldest and youngest, and the workers were all hired from outside, and the village chief and two old men watched from behind, smoking old smoking guns. At this moment, a figure slowly appeared in the mirror at the top of the pit. It was a little old lady with bound feet, holding her hands, wearing a dark blue floral padded jacket, bent her waist, and walked through the mirror one by one.

At that time, the village chief was so frightened that his face turned white, and he didn't spit out the old pain that was hot in his mouth with a puff of smoke, and his two eyes stared at the mirror in a daze, isn't this little old lady the dead master of this family? This dead master is obviously still in the coffin, and he hasn't even passed the first seven years, how can he pass by here?

The other two old men also saw this scene, they were frightened and stunned, they couldn't speak for a long time, and when they saw that they were about to seal the soil, a bald old man suddenly took a hard puff of cigarette, put the cigarette stick under the creaky nest, rubbed his hands, and said, "I said Lao Litou...... What's the matter? ”

This big guy, you have a shovel and I have a shovel, and I am working hard, when suddenly there is such a sound behind me, and it is also strange and crazy in this barren mountain grave, they are all startled, and the movements in their hands are stagnant, and they all look at the bald old man, and then follow his gaze to the village chief, this old Li Tou is the village chief.

At this time, the village chief finally remembered to spit out the smoke ring, and also put the cigarette stick under the creaky nest, stared at the burial pit with fierce eyes, and spat at the foam: "Damn, evil!" I haven't seen a little devil in such an old age, so I'm going to open my eyes to the big guy today! It's a human or a ghost, let's dig it out and take a look! ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, this is going to be a grave! Another thin old man shook his thin legs with two bamboo poles, shivered suddenly, and almost didn't fall to the ground, the bald old man glared at him, and also spat hard, and said: "Lao Li Tou is right, there are so many of us, what are you afraid of?" Then he said to the young men: "You can hear clearly, it doesn't matter if the fuck is a human or a ghost, hurry up and dig it!" ”

The head of the mourner wiped his sweat and said, "It's okay to dig it, but you have to pay more!" ”

This is indeed a bit of a suspicion of sitting on the ground, the bald old man's eyebrows fell, and they were screwed together, and he just wanted to knock on the cigarette stick and curse, the village chief waved his hand at him, and said to the head: "Let's add money and dig it." ”

Strange to say, ordinary people must be frightened when they encounter this kind of thing, but those young people don't seem to be afraid at all, digging the grave is like farming, and soon dug up the coffin of the old lady and carried it out.

The thin old man had collapsed to the ground in fright, and the village chief and the bald old man walked up with their cigarette guns in hand. This coffin was nailed by the village chief himself a few days ago, and even the long nail cap is so new that no one has ever opened it. The village chief nodded to the young men, and several of them pressed machetes and hoes, and pried the four corners of the coffin lid, only to hear a creak, and the long nails were pried open. Everyone took the handle again, and with a joint push, the black coffin lid slid backwards.

At this moment, a strange wind suddenly blew in the mountain nest, blowing so that people couldn't open their eyes, and only heard the sound of "Boom-Boom-Boom......" all around, as if it was the sound of people's footsteps, and everyone was very loud in their hearts. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and everyone shivered violently, and the cold sweat fell straight down, but no one was scared to faint, but there were a few bold ones, who secretly squinted their eyes, and looked, damn it, it turned out that the coffin board was scraped off, and they were immediately relieved.

The thin old man couldn't see behind him, but when he heard the sound, he was so frightened that he fluttered away, and while screaming, he ran down the hill with a rolling belt, and the village chief shouted a few times, but he couldn't shout at all, and the old man jumped faster than a rabbit, and rolled the loess in all directions, and soon, his back was drowned in the dust and disappeared.

The village chief scolded, then turned his head and continued to look at the coffin, at this time the wind also stopped, the footsteps were gone, and the surroundings became quiet in an instant, leaving only the heartbeat of these people. Everyone was bold with each other, and when they stepped forward to take a look, they felt a chill down their backs, where was there an old lady here, and there was a white skeleton lying there, her clothes were all rotten, and there were not a few teeth left, and her hair didn't look like words, and it was gray in the white, and it was covered with a mess on her face, and she looked like an old man, but her body was only the size of a child of six or seven years old.

Everyone was so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe, the corpse decomposed like this, it would have been decades since it died, it couldn't have been buried the day before yesterday, but no one had ever opened this coffin...... None of these people present had ever encountered such a thing, and there was a trumpet-blowing child in the funeral procession, and his voice was so frightened that he was still blowing there, and he couldn't stop.

After all, the village chief has been through things, most of his life has been ups and downs, and he knows that the more urgent he is at this time, the more panicked he is, so he calmed down first, put the cigarette gun on the waistband of his trousers, and told everyone not to panic, first put the incense in front of the coffin, and burned a lot of ingots paper money, and muttered for a while, and finally said: "It is said that this Qing official is difficult to decide family affairs, Mrs. Li, your family affairs, we outsiders are not easy to interfere, you can solve it yourself below." After saying that, he led the people to send the coffin back as if they were sifting chaff, filled it with soil, and went down the mountain in a panic, and no one in the village ever mentioned it again.