February 12.

In the middle of spring, everything is stunned.

In this cold spring, the cold wind on the river is as cold as a knife, and the 100,000 mountains are depressed like dry graves.

There is a county on the bank of the Yinyi River.

It was a county called Chang.

On the northern slope of Chang County, in a low, lame mountain, with three incense sticks and paper money from dead people on the ground, two men dressed in coarse linen clothes were squatting on the edge of a pit, hoes and freshly dug mud thrown at their feet.

At this time, neither of them spoke, and their eyes were staring directly at the white-lacquered coffin in the earthen pit.

According to folk customs, the color of the coffin is divided into five types: red, white, black and gold.

There's a lot of strictness in that.

For example, the old man who is dying is happy and mourning, so he uses a red coffin;

Those who died horizontally or on the battlefield use black coffins, because black belongs to Xuanshui and can suppress evil;

Because poor families can't afford to buy coffins, most of them wrap their bodies in straw mats or take a few wooden planks casually, which happens to be yellow, so the poor people use yellow coffins;

The golden coffin is naturally worthy of the noble princes and nobles;

As for the last type of white coffin, it is special.

It is only used by unmarried women and unmarried men.

According to the clues obtained by the two people, the new grave should be buried in a pregnant woman who accidentally fell to her death, shouldn't it be a white coffin?

"Brother Bolt is this evil door, how can this be a white coffin, doesn't it mean that the new burial here is a pregnant woman?"

"Is it a woman who conceived before marriage?"

"Or did we dig the wrong grave?"

Chen Pi's two mouths trembled up and down, and he said tremblingly.

You must know that if a woman in the boudoir is pregnant before leaving the cabinet, she has always been regarded as shameful by the ancestral halls of her parents, uncles and sisters-in-law.

How could anyone still bury him?

So that's where the blame is.

"You ask me, how do I know that I'm not her father. Anyway, it's all here, take care of her, hurry down and pry open the coffin lid together, get it done as soon as possible, and leave this uncomfortable grave as soon as possible. ”

The plug is a tall man in his early thirties.

The age of the tangerine peel is a few years younger than the plug, thin and small, and there is no opinion, the plug takes the tangerine peel down into the dirt pit, and then spits a few mouthfuls of spit into the palm. Under the black light, the two used hoes to pry the coffin nails, and finally lifted the coffin lid with great difficulty.

But after opening the coffin, the torch was raised and looked into the white coffin, and the two were surprised.

Poof!

The least daring Chen Pi was directly frightened and sat down in the grave.

The temperature was very low at night, and even I could see the white breath I exhaled, only to see the woman in the white coffin, who didn't look very old, twenty-eight Fanghua, wearing a funeral suit, with a waist like a willow branch, and a flat belly, not like she was pregnant, but there was a circle of black stitches on her neck.

It was actually a head that was re-sewn after being decapitated.

Just now, Chen Pi was frightened by the black stitches on the neck of the female corpse.

Because of the dim trance at night, when I first saw it, I thought that there was a highly poisonous centipede lying on the coffin corpse, which was about to catapult and bite people.

And the woman's body in the white coffin did not appear black spots, corpse spots, and no rancid smell, but there was a light but not strong smell of good musk, it should have been a few days after she died, I'm afraid even the first seven haven't ended.

People are still fresh.

The female corpse looks very chic, but her face is unusually pale, this is a dead person, it is normal, and the female corpse is wearing a funeral dress with a big red robe.

If it weren't for the fact that he was scared and weak, and he still hasn't recovered until now, Chen Pi would definitely be amazed that this dead woman is really beautiful as his grandmother.

Looking at the strange female corpse in the white coffin, the bolt's face changed slightly, but he forced a calm snort: "What's the panic, isn't it just a dead man." ”

"Speaking of dead people, this northern slope is a mass grave, and the soil we are stepping on now is full of dead people and dry bones. ”

"If you want to get out of here, come and help me and pick up the corpse. Don't forget, help the female corpse up through your clothes, don't touch the female corpse directly, and be careful of being borrowed from a living person's yang qi to raise the corpse. ”

The bolt kicked the tangerine peel who was sitting on the ground.

Then, under the threat of the bolt, the tangerine peel with a lot of mud on the sleeves of his trousers got up from the graveyard and trembled to help the female corpse in the white coffin.

I don't know.

The slender female corpse that looked weak was surprisingly heavy, and Chen Pi didn't help himself up for the first time, and he fell on his heels and almost carried himself into the coffin.

The plug was quick and grabbed the belt of Chen Pi's trousers, so that Chen Pi didn't collide with the female corpse and gnaw his face.

Under the fierce glaring of the bolt, Chen Pi stiffened his head and continued to help the female corpse.

The dead are much heavier than the living.

Otherwise, how could there be an idiom called dead sinking, dead sinking.

This time, he finally succeeded in lifting up the female corpse without any danger.

The female corpse was stiff and unable to sit upright, and the corpse was clamped between the armpits by Chen Pi and dragged half of her body upside down on the edge of the coffin.

Then I saw that the bolt's body jumped lightly, and it was actually a hidden practitioner of the rivers and lakes, stepping firmly on both sides of the edge of the coffin with his feet on horseback, ready to pick up the corpse.

It turned out to be two thieves who came at night to steal the corpses of the dead and make a fortune from the dead.

Maybe it's because of the movement of the corpse, the neckline of the female corpse's funeral dress is a little wide, and she has been trembling and holding the female corpse's tangerine peel, and she accidentally saw the faint white flower body in the collar of the female corpse, and her eyes were straight.

But at this time, accidents followed.

Meow, when I went down to the grave at night, I don't know where a wild cat with black hair and hungry green eyes jumped out of the haystack and actually ran to the mass grave to find carrion to eat.

According to folk rumors, there are three taboos on the corpse after death -

One is that the dead cannot fall to the ground;

Second, the yang energy of the living must not be lent to the dead;

The third is that cats, foxes, and weasels cannot touch dead people.

Because the person who died horizontally had a throat blocked and resentful, and the cat belonged to the yin, the two collided together and 100% wanted to deceive the corpse.

Regardless of whether this rumor is true or not, in this situation, it is better to believe it than not to believe it.

"Stop that wild cat!"

"Don't let this wild cat jump into the coffin and touch the corpse!"

The bolt was so nervous that his heart was in his throat, but it was too late for him to reach out and grab it, and the wild cat had already jumped into the white coffin with quick movements, jumping on top of the female corpse.

"Oops!"

As soon as the bolt's words fell, I saw the wild cat that jumped into the white coffin, suddenly staring at the two people outside the coffin motionlessly, and the pupils of those faint green eyes were cold and numb.

Loss of any affection.

It was as if a pair of dead eyes were staring straight at the plug and tangerine peel.

The beast just stepped on the woman's chest, staring motionlessly at the two large living people beside the coffin.

"You little beast don't get out of here, run in this barren mountain and mountain cemetery at night to deliberately scare your little master and me!"

shouted and scolded, only to see Chen Pi, who was still frightened before, and I don't know where I got the sudden courage, picked up a stone dug up when digging the grave, and smashed the wild cat that jumped into the white coffin.

Who would have thought that the wild cat would not hide or avoid?

Burst.

The wild cat was directly stoned to death by Chen Pi in the coffin, and his head was bleeding, this scene was unexpected.

"I call your father's tangerine peel!"

"Didn't you tell me to smash it, me, what should we do now?"

"Don't run for your life yet, damn it, stop caring about the corpse and the coffin board, are you fucking Chen Pi really stupid or are you deliberately pretending to be crazy and stupid with me!"