Driving out the corpse, also known as moving the spirit, is a kind of witchcraft that has been passed down for a long time, this thing is common in Xiangxi, so it is called Xiangxi corpse in a wide area, it is called "Xiangxi Three Evils" together with Gu poison and Luohua Cave Girl. Its degree of mystery is no less than that of the head of Southeast Asia.

But as I said before, chasing corpses, the name is actually the back, just because the people I happened to bump into saw the scene like a person walking with a row of corpses, but those are because the lights are dark in the middle of the night, and the people who see them are also jealous, in fact, as long as they get closer, they will find strange, and the reason why I found that they don't look like people when I followed the group of people is the reason.

Not only in Xiangxi, but also in almost all places south of the Yangtze River there is this kind of mysterious art that can be called a custom, and the cause and effect of its development are not so evil, but they just send the dead guests back to their hometowns and return to their roots.

The corpse chasers are generally inherited by family, and it is not easy to find outsiders, and secondly, they are slightly more reliable than the outsiders' own relatives.

This profession is not among the three religions and nine streams, it belongs to the sidelines, but it also eats hard food, and in the final analysis, it is also a technical work of hard work. There are many schools of thought, with families as units, but the general direction is very united.

Driving out corpses is not an ordinary way, and the so-called Yin people borrow it, which is really no way to do it. Under normal circumstances, this line has its own special road, the road must be remote to leave the city and countryside, it is difficult to see living people in the mountains, this road is the road taken by ghosts, living people...... In short, this road must not be walked by the living until it is necessary.

The road runs through the mountains, and the age of its construction is unsophisticated, just like the one I stumbled upon by mistake. There is a transit in the middle of the road, which is the Yizhuang we see in front of us, which is a place where the dead are stored, which can often be seen in film and television, and the Hong Kong films in the early years also rendered it weird and abnormal.

The corpse chasers can only borrow the road at night, and they have to enter the village to rest before the rooster crows at dawn. One is that the hard hands need to rest, and the other is that the Hakka children on their backs must also avoid the sun.

Jiang Huai woke me up, he was a little surprised, but soon the superfluous expression on his face disappeared, leaving behind the kind of extremely attractive. I avoided his eyes, this situation is not good, a fool can see that the other party is holding back in his heart.

"I'm going to knock on the door, I've been chasing you all night, so we should rest and rest."

"You're going to sleep with the dead? What's wrong, isn't it...... What's in my way, there are so many of you, why let me go. Also, if you really want to sleep, you can find a grass nest in this place, what are you doing in there to find that bad luck? ”

"If you are told to go, you will go, don't talk nonsense, we are tired of chasing you, and we have no strength." Jiang Huai shook his head, his words were undoubted, and his hand touched his waist, this is to take the guy, these are inevitably outlaws, I am still a little afraid of robbing in the light on the train, and at this time, the person behind me, the palm touched the back of my neck, this threat played a role, I don't want to trouble him to take the guy, I responded bitterly, I took off the uniform of the person behind him, and stepped to the door of Yizhuang in a few steps.

It took me a long time to knock on the dilapidated door twice. The door panel was a little loose and sank half an inch in, and there was an immediate creaking, followed by two empty wooden planks.

I didn't have to wait for any reaction, but in a flash, the door slowly opened inward with an extremely shrill sound. What came out of it was an old man with gray hair, the light in the house was a little dim, and it was twilight outside, and the light was not bright, the old man's face was gloomy and abnormal, his cheeks were protruding and qualitative, and the light and shadow formed a strange scene of half shadow and half bright on his face.

"Staying in a hotel?" The old man's accent was expected, and his voice was not as hoarse as he imagined, he was a fifty or sixty-year-old Shu man, but there was no reason for this, live in a hotel? Lao Tzu is not a dead man.

I didn't dare to answer, I squinted at a few people standing in the corner of the wall, the old man also poked his head out and took a look, the four people stood straight in the corner, the picture was obscene, indescribable.

"If any of you carry a dead person, we can't seem to live in this place." I spread my hands helplessly, and then turned my eyes to the old man.

As soon as these words came out, the old man covered my mouth with his hand, and the old man was a lot tighter, and he could still hear some anger: "You are an immortal, don't say those untoned words." ”

The old man quickly let go, I was inexplicable, he waved his hand and made a lip shape, and I realized for a long time that I couldn't say dead people or dead words. Jiang Huai had already come to the front, squinted his eyes and looked into the house, the old man did not stop him, but just leaned out, and there was a sign leaning on the wooden frame outside the door, and the old man turned the sign over, and the words "farmhouse" were written on it.

I saw that I almost didn't vomit blood, this bastard was still eating alive and dead, and before I was surprised, the old man said, "One hundred, you ...... Five hundred. ”

Jiang Huai took out the ticket very generously, and we followed the old man into the house, there was no wall partition in the room, all the cloth hanging on the beam, the cloth hung down to the ground, and several grids were separated, all of which were concentrated behind the front wall after entering the door, and the left and right sides of the door were all covered by black cloth. 69 school bags

A few tables were placed in the path ahead, and behind the tables was a row of bunks, among which a few wooden planks were taken to divide the four small compartments, and the old man beckoned us to sit down, and after a while the broken tea bowl was poured with water.

"Your small shop can do it, black and white, the dead and the living make money, and the profit is not small." One of Jiang Huai's four people looked at the old man pouring water, pointed to the black cloth on both sides of the door and said. This person's name is Lou Gushan, and at that time, outside the house, someone called his name, because the surname and first name are very strange, so I remember it very clearly.

The old man had some problems with his legs, and he couldn't see it if he didn't look closely, he was a little lame, and he would have an obvious reversal after walking a few steps. The old man's surname was Sun, and he opened his mouth after a few interrogations. The lame grandson glanced at the black cloth in the corner of the wall, shook his head slightly, and said: "Don't ask, there are many taboos, people are still there, I ...... it" The lame grandson peeked at one of the wooden partitions, it was silent inside, but we knew that there were more than a dozen people living in it.

After pouring the water, the lame descendants went to work on something else, Lou Gushan kept looking at the corner of the wall covered with a black cloth and did not move his gaze, he looked at it for a long time, got up and stood up and walked over quietly, the black cloth fell from the ground, the room was already dark, and those cloths would be treated as a category with the wall if they didn't look carefully for a while.

The lame descendants didn't notice Lou Gushan's movements, and turned his back to pound the water tank. I was also curious, so I didn't make a big movement, and followed Lou Gushan over, while the other three people still sat in place and didn't move.

Lou Gushan glanced at the lame descendant, and made a small gesture, I will be happy to sneak over with him slowly, there is no wind in the house, the black cloth will not flutter when hanged, and there is nothing fixed underneath.

Lou Gushan slowly pulled open the corner of a black cloth, and the scene was immediately revealed in front of us. The thing behind the black cloth shocked my heart, I have seen these guys, the zombies in the old Hong Kong film wearing dark official mansions, their mothers were hung in the air one by one, hanging in the air under their feet, all of them were like hanged ghosts.

I pressed down my palpitations, and then I realized that what was in it was still far from what I had imagined. The robes did not resemble the official mansions in the play, they were more than two meters long, and they were held motionless in the air.

We can only see the general shape of the corpse, but the face is not clear, the robe is tightly wrapped, the upper body is still a little outlined, and below is an empty barrel, the corpse hangs from the shoulder on the beam, and several ropes that pull the corpse are thick hemp ropes pasted with white paper, the rope is a finger thick, and there seems to be some lines drawn on the white paper on it. Down the corpse, the ground is rammed earth, but there is a plate directly below the corpse, and judging by the luster, it should be some kind of metal.

The reason why it was said to be back rather than rushing before was because of the strangeness of the corpse. I had only heard about it before, but this time I saw it with my own eyes. Lou Gushan did not have taboos, I don't know when an iron drill slipped out of his hand, the iron drill is more than a foot long, he stretched it out, and picked up the long shirt, and immediately I saw that there was a very strange shelf under the long shirt in addition to the corpse, the shelf must be an antiquity, wooden. It's already covered with pulp, it's too dark here, it's not clear whether it's red or black, one side of the shelf can be stuck on a person's shoulder, and the back is already stuck in the owner's body.

There are two divisions of labor in the queue to drive the corpses, one to open the road and the other to work. The one who opens the way is what ordinary people can often see, whether they are wearing Taoist robes or strange clothes, in short, the main job of these people is to open the way, and there is generally only one in a team. The second is the hairy leg who works hard. Scud is another name for the corpse chaser, it is said that the corpse is jumping and walking, but in fact it is not like that, the person who sees it just glances at it from a distance and does not understand the reason.

Those scuds were equipped with special suspension on their backs, and the bodies were stuck behind the shelves. At night, or running or hurrying, in short, the speed of walking can not be slow, slow and leisurely, the corpses are rotten and the gains outweigh the losses, although the corpses are treated, the so-called five doors and seven tricks must be blocked, but the distance is too far, that can not be delayed for too long.

Just think about it, a person carrying a standing corpse on his back is running wildly in the woods, covered by forest grass, isn't that just jumping forward.

This state is too weird, the corpse is dressed very ordinary, it is a modern person's attire, the robe is sealed up, the head is not visible, Lou Gushan did not continue to lift it up, presumably the bruises and seven holes are indispensable.

We were looking the body up and down, when suddenly we were slapped on the back, and when we turned our heads, we saw the lame grandson looking at us viciously, and there was a man standing on one side of him, and the wooden door behind him had been opened.

"What are you doing? I told you not to move, not to move, not to move, now, now I will talk to others. The lame descendant flicked his hand and dodged away, and the newly popped up immediately.

This man was dressed in the same way, and his appearance was not as exaggerated as I thought, he was just an ordinary countryman, and he pushed us away with great force, and his wrists were like a vice.

I glanced at Lou Gushan, he still had a smile on his face, the person who greeted him was not polite, he cursed in his mouth, and he didn't talk to us directly, and he straightened the long shirt on the corpse, and then came out of the partition covered by the black cloth.

This man should be a leader, and he is likely to be the one who opened the way. None of the others came out, so he stepped forward and pushed the lame descendant, put down a not very kind word, glanced at us one by one, and walked back again.

The lame grandson had a bitter face, but it was not that kind of promise, he stepped forward and pulled Lou Gushan and me back to the table and stool: "You can rest easy, this thing is going to leak, what is wrong, don't blame me, I can make it clear to you." In a word, don't look at things you shouldn't see, you also came here at night, you should go to sleep, don't play tricks. ”