In desperation, we lived in a small village called Yinjiazhuang in Fengdu County. There are only about 30 families in this small village, and we live in a family surnamed Yang, and it just so happens that when we came to this village, it was just in time for the road to be built. Moreover, the place where this road passes happens to occupy the cemetery of this village, so the people in this village are busy moving graves.

Brother Yang, the owner of the house where we lived, took his family to move the grave of his great-grandfather early in the morning. There was no one in the backyard when we got up, and there was breakfast made for us by Sister-in-law Yang on the table.

"Rural people are real, you see that people don't forget us when they go out." Lao Li said happily.

Huzi didn't know if he was hungry or miscellaneous, so he grabbed two white-flour buns with one hand and stuffed them into his mouth. looks like he's gobbling it up, as if he's afraid of someone grabbing it, and everything he eats looks like a hungry ghost.

"Something's wrong! Something's wrong! Something happened in the cemetery. Suddenly there was a burst of women's shouts at the door.

"What the hell in broad daylight? What a surprise. Huzi stuffed the bun in his mouth and muttered.

"Let's go! Let's check it out! Uncle Zhao looked in that direction, picked up the steamed bun he had just bitten and said to us.

After going out, we asked a villager about the location of the cemetery, and we rushed to the cemetery in a hurry. When I arrived at the cemetery, I saw a mess in front of me, with the soil of the tomb that had been turned over everywhere, the rotten coffin boards could be seen everywhere, and a group of people not far away were arguing about something.

A few of us hurried forward, and before I could figure out what the situation was, I heard Uncle Zhao shouting, "Everyone hurry up and disperse, this is corpse qi and dangerous." ”

As soon as everyone heard Uncle Zhao shouting, the crowd immediately dispersed. Only then did I find a little boy lying on the ground, and after Uncle Zhao took out a small red pill from his bag and stuffed it into his mouth, he squatted down and put his hand on the boy's nose, apparently measuring his breath.

"Fortunately, there is still a breath of air, or I am sure that someone will die." Uncle Zhao sighed and said.

With that, he stuffed the little red pill he had just taken into the little boy's mouth, and then picked up the little boy and smoothed him down, and then laid him flat on the ground.

This is a woman who suddenly rushed out of the crowd, hugged Uncle Zhao's leg and cried loudly, pleading with tears on her face, "Big brother, you have to save my calf, if my orphan and widow have no calf, how can I live alone." ”

Uncle Zhao picked up the woman and said with a sympathetic face, "Sister-in-law, it's okay, you can rest assured, your child will wake up after a while, you hurry up and take him home first, the corpse gas here is too heavy, don't inhale other corpse qi later, that's not good." ”

When the mother cow heard this, she nodded again and again, wiped the tears on her face, picked up the calf and walked in the direction of the village.

Overheard the crowd behind him talking, "Hey! This little cow baby is really sensible, he came to his father to pick up the bones, and he encountered this incident, I think eighty percent of it was his dead ghost father. ”

I turned around and saw that it was Sister-in-law Yang who was speaking, so I hurriedly stepped forward to ask what was going on, and Sister-in-law Yang explained. Only then did we know that the calf's father died in the year the calf was born, and the calf was brought up by his mother.

However, according to local customs, the remains of the old graves must be sorted out by the male of the family, and it is said that it is because the women are in the shade. There is no way, it can only be up to the calf to pick up the regret for his father, the calf is still small and weak, just now it must have been his father's ghost who caught the calf.

I won't believe what Aunt Yang said at all, how can there be ghosts in this daylight. But we didn't notice that there was obviously something wrong with Uncle Zhao's eyes.

In a good cemetery, such a thing happened when the grave was moved, and everyone thought that the calf had been captured by his father's ghost. However, it is impossible to see ghosts in the daytime, ghosts rest from day and walk from night, I still understand the simplest truth. What hurt the calf must be the corpse gas from Uncle Zhao's mouth, and I know quite little about the corpse qi.

Corpse gas, as the name suggests, is a toxic gas emitted from corpses, and as far as I know, corpses produce a toxic gas during the decomposition process. However, if a person inhales the body unintentionally, it will cause hallucinations, shock, and even death on the spot. Many people who don't understand the reason will say that the ghost is on the body, the ghost is entangled, and so on.

I looked around, but I didn't see anything out of the ordinary, the smell of rancid smell was everywhere in the air. However, this kind of rancid smell is also very common in our lives, after the death of livestock, the corpses are still in the wild, and this is the smell produced when the corpses are decomposed.

I wondered in my heart, how did Uncle Zhao know that there was a corpse nearby, did he rely on his sense of smell? Uncle Zhao's nose has always been very sensitive, maybe it smelled from the rancid smell in the air, and he suddenly regretted it in his heart, if I had promised Uncle Zhao at that time, he would definitely teach me as his apprentice.

"Xiaoyuan, come here." Uncle Zhao beckoned to me in a low voice.

I walked up to Uncle Zhao, and Uncle Zhao first gave me a strange little red pill that he had just taken. After the small pill entered the throat, a cool feeling suddenly traveled throughout the body, and the whole person looked extraordinarily energetic, which was simply the best refreshing medicine in the world.

Uncle Zhao thought for a while before he said in a low voice unhurriedly. "Everything in the world has qi, as the so-called people are popular, ghosts have ghosts, people can't live without qi, and ghosts can't survive without qi. Popularity, also known as masculinity, is a formless and colorless gas that comes with the human body. However, 'ghost qi' is also known as evil qi, corpse qi, resentment qi, etc., but these breaths are collectively called 'yin qi'. Generally speaking, it is a kind of aura emanating from the body of the yin object, and this aura is divided into several different levels, and the corpse is generally black. And then there are yellow and red that are even more powerful than black, and the most powerful of them is red corpse qi, this color of corpse qi, I have only heard of it, but I have never really seen it. ”

Although I couldn't worship under Uncle Zhao, Uncle Zhao was obviously teaching me, and since he was willing to teach me, I asked politely.

"Then Uncle Zhao, why didn't I see the corpse qi you just said, is the corpse distinguished by the sense of smell?"

"Didn't I tell you that there is a difference in color, and the nose can smell the color?" I was angry with Uncle Zhao with an ignorant question, but although Uncle Zhao was angry, he went on to explain, "Of course, not everyone can see the corpse qi, I don't know if you have this talent." ”

I looked at Uncle Zhao and waited for him to explain, Uncle Zhao's eyes narrowed and said, "You follow me like this, half-squint your eyes, and use your afterglow to look in the direction of the grave that has been dug up next to you, remember to use your afterglow." ”

According to the method that Uncle Zhao said, I squinted my eyes and swept the direction of the grave that Uncle Zhao said. Really! Above the grave at a 90-degree orientation, a black turbid gas faintly appeared, and the gas was slowly rising. I turned my head to look, and I saw that the black gas suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and I glared at it in confusion.