Resurrection from the dead is not uncommon.

As early as when Xing Ruyi was seven or eight years old, he heard his grandfather talk about it.

There was a ninety-five-year-old lady who fell and broke her head. Ten days later, one morning, a neighbor who went to her house found the old lady lying motionless on the ground. She screamed several times, but she didn't wake up. The neighbor, who realized that the old lady might have had an accident, quickly contacted the old lady's son.

The old lady had a total of three sons, the eldest and the second had already left before her, and it was her youngest son, who was also in his sixties at the time. After calling his mother for a while, the younger son decided that his mother was gone, so he asked his son, the old lady's grandson, to contact relatives who were working outside the home and go home with the old lady to discuss the future.

This coffin was prepared by the family for a long time, and the old lady was put in the coffin after inviting the master to come over and paint and dry. According to country custom, the body was left for at least three days before it could be nailed and buried. But on the morning when the people were about to bury the old lady in the ground, the old lady suddenly sat up from the coffin and cried out that she was hungry and wanted porridge.

It's daytime, and if it's night, it's probably going to scare all the relatives who are guarding the spirit crazy.

After the old lady woke up, the family invited the doctor in the village to come and see, and after the doctor was diagnosed, he said that the old lady was not dead, and what happened before may have been symptoms of fake death. This old lady who came back from the dead was stubborn and lived for a few more years, and did not leave until she turned 100 years old.

She is also the only person in their village who has lived to be 100 years old.

There is an even more bizarre story about the resurrection from the dead, which was told to her by a friend of Xing Ruyi. At that time, she was not the shopkeeper of the Ruyi rouge shop, but a small housegirl at home. The story she was told to a friend she met through the Internet who was a nurse in a central hospital.

There was a boy named Xiaowen in the hospital who died of a lung infection. Just when Xiaowen's parents were grief-stricken and were about to discharge Xiaowen from the hospital and take him back to his hometown, Xiaowen, who had been sent to the morgue, ran out of it barefoot. My friend said that the whole hospital was frightened. They hurriedly organized doctors and nurses, brought Xiaowen back to the ward, and made a more detailed diagnosis for him. At the same time, the relevant leaders of the hospital came forward to communicate with Xiaowen's parents, hoping that they could see the hospital's active remedial efforts and stop pursuing the previous matter.

The resurrection of his beloved son from the dead is a great gift to Xiaowen's parents. At that time, what they were most concerned about was not whether Xiaowen had been misdiagnosed before, but whether their son could survive.

It's a pity that life is not, and Xiaowen who came back from the dead did not have more miracles. He still had a severe lung infection and was readmitted to intensive care shortly after his resurrection. After a day, Xiaowen still left.

Regarding Xiaowen's resurrection, many people say that it was because the child was reluctant to his parents and ran back from the palace of Hades desperately. He came back to hug his parents again, to say what he hadn't had time to say when he left. Within two days, after experiencing the pain of losing her son twice, Xing Ruyi didn't dare to think about the feelings of Xiaowen's parents, she only hoped that the child could continue to be happy in another place, and live without illness or disaster or pain.

Pulling his thoughts out of the memories of the past, Xing Ruyi looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "Your lady, is it really a resurrection?" ”

The middle-aged man nodded vigorously.

"It was morning, but it wasn't dawn yet. It was raining outside, but the house was quiet. My lady was lying on the bed, her face was very white in the candlelight. The coffin, which I have already bought, is laid in the hall. When it was dawn, my neighbors would come over to help me take care of my mother's funeral. But just as I looked at my lady's face and thought back to what had happened these days, I heard the latch of the door falling to the floor. ”

The middle-aged man described it in as much detail as possible: "The shopkeeper will know when he goes to my house. My house is a boxy yard, and on the right hand side of the door is the kitchen, and next to the kitchen is a small room, where the family's rice grain and some other things are placed. On the left, there was a shed, which was originally used to raise donkeys, but later became relatives, and they were noisy, so they moved them out of the house and built another shed outside the yard. In the middle were three rooms, two connected and one unconnected. My current wife and I live in a small room connected to the hall. The latch is on the door of the hall. ”

"Did you get knocked off by something?"

"The latch is about this high above the ground." The middle-aged man compared to his waist: "What can hit it?" What's more, my latch is still in it. ”

"If you go and see it, you won't know."

"What the shopkeeper said was that I thought so at the time. I thought it was the chief of the village who wanted to come to my house to steal things while I was not interested in taking care of my family's affairs. I walked out of the hut and found that the door had been pushed open and the latch had fallen to the ground. Outside, it's still raining, but it's just a light rain. I first stood at the door of the hall and looked into the courtyard. The courtyard was quiet, and even the gate was still closed. I was wondering when I felt something behind me. When I turned around, I saw a dark shadow. The dark shadow was crawling out of the coffin. ”

"So scary?"

Xing Ruyi imagined that scene, if it was her, without the blessing of the fox on the side, it was estimated that she would be scared.

"It's scary, I was so scared that I stood at the door and didn't dare to move. I watched as the black figure crawled out of the coffin and then directly into the hut. I waited for a while, but when I didn't see the shadow come out, I boldly went to the hut as well. ”

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid, how can you not be afraid?" The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "I won't hide it from you, when I first saw that black shadow, I was so scared that I was cold." When the strength in his body returned, his first thought was to hurry out and call someone. It was almost dawn, and many people in the village had already woken up, and if I shouted at a loud voice, how could I shout out ten or eight to give me courage. ”

"Then why don't you shout?"

"I'm worried that it's a bad thing, and it's going to hurt others. I have no old age or younger, I married two daughters-in-law, and they are both dead. You say, what else do I have to fear. Even if it's really evil, the big deal is to ask for my life, just give it. ”

"What did you see when you entered the house?"

"I saw my lady, the lady who was already dead and was going to be put in the coffin after dawn. When I walked into the room, she was already out of bed, still dressed in the clothes she had prepared for the coffin. She sat in front of the vanity mirror and wiped her face over and over again with the rouge she had made herself. Hearing my footsteps, she turned around and asked me as usual: Why did you get up so early, husband? It's raining outside, and there's not much work, so why don't you sleep a little longer? I'm hungry, wait for me for a while, and I'll go and cook porridge for my husband. ”

"I know that I care about you, I know how to cook for you, you lady, I'm afraid it's not a real death, but a fake death."

"It's not fake death, it's-" The middle-aged man tried to find an accurate word to describe it, but after looking for a long time, he still gave up: "I don't know how to tell the shopkeeper that she is not alive anymore." When she had finished talking to me, she got up from the vanity mirror. As she passed me, I could smell the stronger smell of the dead that was wrapping around her. I would never be mistaken for that smell. Because when the lady in front of me died, I accompanied her for three days before I put her in the coffin. Not only the smell, but also her hands. I grabbed her hand, and it was still so cold, as cold as a dead man's. And the way she walks, it's a very strange kind. Evil, she must have turned into a demon and returned. ”

"Then why did you come to me for? Do you want me to help you confirm if your lady has become an evil one? Or will I help you find a powerful Taoist priest after confirming it, and take your lady in? Xing Ruyi asked, looking into the shop.

The fox hasn't come back since he left, and he doesn't know if he's in the backyard. If she follows a man to his house, she must take the fox with her. In case his lady really becomes an evil thing, let the fox help deal with it.

It's nothing to collect an evil thing, but before she leaves, she must first figure out why this middle-aged man came to her again. Is it a simple appraisal, or is it a help to deal with it after the appraisal. If you make a mistake and do bad things with good intentions, it is easy to be hated.

"No, I don't need the shopkeeper's help to find any Taoist priests, I just think the shopkeeper is well-informed, and I want to ask the shopkeeper to help me take a look, to see if my lady has become an evil person, and whether her becoming an evil person has anything to do with the flowers planted in my yard. If there is, I will have more, and ask the shopkeeper to help make all kinds of rouge gouache, and I will give it to my wife every day. I don't care if she's a human or a ghost, an evil or a monster, I've thought about it, as long as I can keep her with me, I don't care what she is. What I'm afraid of is the process of her birth and death, death and life. I'm just an ordinary person, and I can't stand her leaving again and again, and coming back again and again. ”

The middle-aged man said, sighing: "Sometimes, I would rather she be a ghost, an evil spirit, and come back to take me away." This person is greedy, and after getting used to the life of two people, he doesn't want to go back. ”

"The first time you came to Ruyi Rouge Shop, it was also for ......"

"Yes, I'm selfish, I wonder if it's because of those flowers that my current lady has changed. If it is, I'll let her use it all the time, all the time...... But then I was scared, I was worried that there would be too many faces like my mother in this world. I just want to keep my wife, I don't want to hurt anyone. I'm not a good person, but I don't want to be a bad person. The middle-aged man said eagerly, "I don't want to become an evil in the eyes of others." ”