Chapter Twenty-Five: Blood-stained paper clothes frighten corpses
Zhang Qian silently stared at the roof that resembled a trapezoidal coffin.
The construction of the top coffin Yang Mansion, how could the Du family not know?
But since they knew, why didn't Zhou Chuanshi know about this?
There is a coffin in the Yang House, and the ghost that is haunted by the cuckoo cannot be judged by the ordinary.
If he had found out the day before yesterday, he wouldn't have left so easily.
After thinking about it, Zhang Qian walked back to the hall and came to Du Juan's side: "Du Juan, what year did the Du family's house be repaired?" ”
Du Juan was surprised for a moment, frowned and thought for a few seconds before replying: "It seems that it was the end of the Qing Dynasty, and the ancestors of the Du family were still outsiders at that time." ”
"Qing Dynasty?" Zhang Qian's pupils constricted.
"Then do you usually have any taboos, for example, if you live in this old mansion, are there any things to abide by, such as three incense sticks at night, three kneeling and nine knocks in the morning?"
What Zhang Qian said was about some things that needed to be done in this coffin house.
Relying on feng shui to raise ghosts and make wealth prosperous, it is to borrow ghost luck.
The Lin family is the generation of the city god, collecting the luck of ten thousand ghosts, this Du family is relying on a ghost!
This is similar to the many actresses who are rumored to raise little ghosts now, compared to the Du family, they are raising big ghosts.
This kind of ghost needs to be feared.
"Don't have that? Little brother, have you noticed any problems? The cuckoo shook his head in surprise.
Zhang Qian's brows furrowed even tighter, and he said, "Then have you noticed that your father has done this?" Or some of your people. ”
The cuckoo still shook his head.
Zhang Qian took a deep breath, he had already concluded that because the year was too long, the people of the Du family had long since forgotten what the top coffin Yang Mansion was.
Looking up at the location of the roof, the ghost in it may have not been worshiped for many years and has lost its effect?
But in this case, the beams and ceiling should collapse......
Just as Zhang Qian was thinking about why, Zhou Chuanshi opened his eyes and glanced at him indifferently.
"Be quiet, don't be idle."
Zhang Qian paused for a moment and replied solemnly: "This house, there are some problems with feng shui, the ghost pestering the cuckoo can come in, it is definitely not simple, you have to be careful." ”
Zhou Chuanshi: "......"
His eyes became a little speechless: "You don't have to make a fuss, you can't deal with it, it's because you are not good at learning, you just have to watch!" ”
Zhang Qian was speechless and choked, and stopped talking.
He had already decided to stay with the cuckoo.
If you are so arrogant this week, you will definitely suffer a big loss.
About half an hour passed.
Li De's body was returned.
The body was carried to the courtyard in front of the hall, covered with a white cloth.
It was the funeral parlor hired by the Du family who carried the body, and after putting down the body, he hurriedly walked out.
Of course, before leaving, they also solemnly said to Zhou Chuanshi: "Mr. Zhou, this corpse is a bit evil, it's best to send it to be burned quickly." Zhou Chuanshi disagreed.
Directly pulled open the white cloth!
Li De's corpse has actually dried up, obviously when he was in school, he was still full of flesh and blood, at most a little shrunk.
But now it was as if the flesh and blood had been sucked dry, and it was shriveled like a dried corpse.
Especially when the eyes are sunken and the skin and bones are incomparably penetrating.
The cuckoo covered his mouth, retched, and hid behind Zhang Gan.
Zhang Qian looked at Li De's body fixedly, and his face became a little ugly.
"Paper clothes ......" Li De's body is no longer the wedding dress, nor is it a black hat and black shoes.
Instead, he changed into a blood-red paper tie suit, a black paper hat on his head, and a pair of toad shoes on his feet.
Paper clothes are not stained with blood, and bloodstained ghosts frighten corpses.
This means that paper-bound clothes cannot be dyed with blood.
Otherwise, it is a great disrespect to the corpse, and the soul of this corpse will not be willing to leave, and will come back and let the corpse cheat the corpse!
Blood is the spirit of spirit, and some people always say that there is only one blood left! That's why too.
When people die, there are many things that life does not bring and death does not bring, and only the body belongs to oneself!
If the body is dismembered after death, it will have a similar effect, and the ghost will not be reincarnated, but will come back to make trouble.
Bloodletting, more severe.
If the blood released was dyed red into a paper coat and then worn on the body of that corpse, it would be even more terrifying!
"Damn it!" Zhou Chuanshi's face also changed.
"Didn't you see that he was wearing a bloody paper suit?" Zhou Chuanshi glared at Zhang Qian, his voice was ugly.
"If this bloody paper clothes burn directly, and let me ask them to send them back, so that the Du family will provoke another evil ghost, and the house will be restless?!"
"You yin and yang eyes, you were born to find farts to eat?!" Zhou Chuanshi's eyes were a little hideous.
Zhang Qian shook his head: "What he wears during the day is not this set of clothes." I think the ghost was replaced by me after I beat him out. ”
Zhou Chuanshi stopped talking.
Instead, he took out a cloth belt with dozens of mahogany nails pinned to it.
He took out a seven-inch-long, needle-pointed, peachwood nail and poked it at Li De's eyebrows!
Tear and pull!
Just like a paper shell being penetrated, the peach wood nail easily pierced Li De's eyebrows.
Zhou Chuanshi breathed a sigh of relief, and tied peach wood nails on Li De's wrists, ankles, and abdomen.
In the end, he slapped a yellow talisman on Li De's forehead.
Zhang Qian also nodded secretly.
Zhou Chuanshi's operation is remarkable, the peach wood nails to suppress the corpse and the ghost, and the yellow fu is to prevent external evil from entering Li De's corpse.
At this moment, Zhou Chuanshi suddenly raised his head, and he glanced at Zhang Qian.
"Zhang Qian, let you do something."
"Send the body to the crematorium? I'm not going, I'm going to guard the cuckoo. Without waiting for Zhou Chuanshi to speak, Zhang Qian shook his head directly.
"If you don't go, will I go? If it weren't for your negligence, Li De's corpse would have been called back by me? "At this time, Li De's corpse must be burned before dark, if it is not burned, there is still a possibility of ghosts and corpses at night.
If the peachwood nail is not suppressed, it is a fierce ghost.
Zhang Qian's brows furrowed.
Zhou Chuanshi obviously won't go, he is confident that he can keep the Du family's old mansion.
But he must not leave the cuckoo's side.
At this point, Zhang Qian suddenly said: "I can summon the earth fire and burn this corpse, that ghost is not ordinary, and he also knows how to scare the corpse with blood-stained paper clothes, it is best for us to protect the cuckoo together." ”
"You're still going to recruit fire?" Zhou Chuanshi's eyes widened in surprise.
Zhang Qian shrugged: "It's a little meaning." ”
Zhou Chuanshi sneered: "You will, won't I?" Cremating the corpse in the Du family's old mansion is not very auspicious. At that moment, the cuckoo spoke in a whisper.
She pulled Zhang Qian's sleeve, looked at Zhou Chuanshi cautiously and said, "Uncle Zhou, do you want my father to call the people from the funeral home back and send them to the crematorium to be burned?" ”