When Qian Youwei heard this, he cheated the corpse, and he paid it back, and he didn't care about me and Uncle Liu Gen, and ran directly towards the village.

Uncle Liu Gen looked at me with a curious face, he could still cheat the corpse in broad daylight.

"Why don't you go check it out?" Uncle Liu Gen asked.

I nodded, and my feet picked up.

When I came to the gate of the Qian family's courtyard, there were already many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Liu Gen was just about to go in, but I stopped him.

"There is no smoke, smoke a cigarette in it."

Although Uncle Liu Gen was curious, he didn't say anything, he lit two cigarettes and gave me one, I can't smoke this thing, I can only hold it in my mouth.

The mourning halls in the countryside are all set up in the house, and now the location at the door has been surrounded by water, and the Qian family is kneeling on the ground one by one, crying and howling, and muttering the words to let the old lady leave quickly.

Uncle Liu Gen and I stood at the back of the crowd, barely able to see what was going on inside the mourning hall.

I saw that the old lady's face was full of black gas, sitting motionless in the coffin.

The Qian family knelt on the ground, still muttering words like unfilial piety.

I called Uncle Liu Gen aside and said, "When did this old lady die?" ”

"Didn't I tell you last night, I died at noon, and after eating, the old lady felt that it was okay, so she took her clothes to the river beach, and when she found it, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon."

After Uncle Liu Gen finished speaking, I spread out my hand and pinched my fingers and calculated, according to yesterday's hour, between twelve and three o'clock at noon, it is exactly the time when the extreme yang connects with yin, and water belongs to yin, which is equivalent to reversing yin and yang, and people who drown in water are most likely to have corpse transformation.

"What's wrong?" Uncle Liu Gen asked.

"Don't go near the mourning hall yet, this old lady died at the wrong time."

Uncle Liu Gen glanced at the mourning hall, and then looked at me.

"What does it mean that the time of death is wrong?"

I sighed speechlessly: "The person who drowned has more resentment than the person who dies normally, and when she died yesterday, it was still the time of the day when the sun was the strongest. ”

"Under the extreme sun, there are no ghosts, what is said is the scorching sun in the broad daylight, no ghost dares to come out to make trouble, and now there is such a situation, because after the sun is prosperous, it is the yin decline, to put it mildly, that is, this old lady is good to die, just died at noon, after the person dies, it will definitely not be peaceful."

Uncle Liu Gen glanced at me, and then looked at the mourning hall.

Now I'm not worried about the corpse, but about the funeral.

Just when Uncle Liu Gen was still in a hurry to get on the fire, there was a bang in the mourning hall, like the sound of a coffin falling to the ground, followed by the sound of a group of people screaming.

Everyone almost fled like a swarm, and the Qian family was so frightened that they ran out of the house and ran directly outside, not daring to stay in the yard.

Deceived corpses.

The old lady who had been sitting in the coffin now stood up, the coffin fell to the ground, and the offering table in front of the mourning hall was overturned.

In short, it's already a mess here.

"Haunted, haunted."

I don't know who shouted, in addition to me, there were a few bold people standing in the courtyard, and those descendants of the Qian family knelt at the gate of the courtyard one by one, and shouted the words to let the old man go.

This is a deceitful corpse, child, not a haunted.

I found a piece of red rope and put copper coins on both ends, and then reached out and flicked the red rope around the old lady's neck.

With a plop, the corpse fell to the ground, this old lady cheated on the corpse, because she couldn't spit out a breath of resentment, so she cheated the corpse.

It's just that the drowning person is usually pale, and when he got to her, it turned black, and there was a black gas wrapped around his face.

There is something wrong with the corpse, and I have to guard against it.

The crowd saw the corpses fall and walked back in one by one.

That Qian Youwei looked at me, and there was a touch of awe on his face.

"Don't go in yet."

When I saw someone go in to check on the body, I stopped it.

How I made a move just now, they can see it clearly, and now that I open my mouth, they don't dare to rush in.

I hear a lot of ghost stories, but I don't necessarily see a lot of this kind of thing, and after encountering it, I should be cowardly or cowardly.

I reached out and took out the pestle from my pocket and unfolded it directly, and everyone was amazed.

Standing at the door of the mourning hall, at my feet was the old lady's corpse, I pointed a ghost pestle on her throat, and suddenly exhaled a breath of black air, but the old lady's face showed no signs of changing.

"Come over somebody, do me a favor, crush the incense for me and give it to me."

Seeing that I needed help, Qian Youwei was the first to come up, take out a handful of incense, and start crushing it for me.

Taking the incense ash he had crushed, I broke the old lady's mouth, poured the incense ash into it, then took a stick of incense and lit it, and put it in her mouth.

The time of death of the corpse is wrong, and the deception of the corpse is inevitable.

I stood up and watched the incense burn in her mouth.

The aroma sinks, but the body does not stiffen.

"I suggest that the body be cremated directly."

The condition of the body is unknown, it is still daytime, and I am afraid that there will be trouble at night.

The only way to do this is cremation, and the body is cremated, and all the problems will be solved.

"Nope." Nuwa Library

Many people have come out and directly opposed it.

"My mother is very afraid of fire, and she mentioned more than once before her death that she cannot be cremated after death."

The brothers Qian Youwei and Qian Youcai stood up and directly opposed it.

I'm afraid that this is what will happen, there are too many people here, and there are a lot of things I can't say.

I glanced at the corpse on the ground, thought for a moment and said, "Give me your mother's birthday." ”

When I got the eight characters of my birthday, I pinched my fingers and calculated, and found that the eight characters of this old lady belonged to yin and yang, which is the kind of yin that is not yin and yang, and yang is not yang, but it is not the eight characters of yin and yang.

Such a character, if it is not a dead death, any kind of death will be very fierce.

It seems that it is not an external factor, but the old lady's own problem.

"What kind of wood did you make this coffin from?" I asked.

Qian Youcai took over: "The pine wood used was prepared a few years ago." ”

I shook my head, this pine wood couldn't hold this corpse.

"If there is a person in your village who fights coffins, please ask him to come over and start working now, and on the basis of the coffin, build a peach coffin."

Hearing my words, the brothers were stunned for a moment.

"What is the coffin, but this is in a hurry, it will be buried tomorrow, and time can't keep up."

Looking at the two brothers, I laughed a little.

"Okay, then you can figure it out for yourself."

"Before leaving, I will give you a warning, stop the mortuary at night, and sprinkle more grains on the ground."

With that, I left without anyone stopping me.

Uncle Liu Gen didn't say anything, he took me away on a motorcycle, and the rest of the things were up to them to deal with.

Back in the village, Uncle Liu Gen's house had already begun to be built, and I took a look at it and went back.

My dad was still sitting on the couch watching TV, and I hurried to prepare dinner.

When he had eaten and drunk enough to go to bed, I sat in the courtyard with the black disk in my hand and studied it.

But after a long time, there was still no result.

Just as I was about to give up and go back to the house to get ready for bed, there was a pop in the room, the sound of glass cups breaking, and then my dad rushed from the room to count, holding one hand in the other.

"Hurry, it's bleeding."

"Drink water, bleed."

I put down what I was holding and hurried back into the house to get a band-aid and disinfectant, and when I came out, the guy kept throwing his hands and blood on his fingers everywhere.

"Oh, don't shake it, you see it's all on the table, I still have to wipe it."

I complained, and before I could apply the wound to him, he shoved his fingers into his mouth.

I was just about to talk about him when I saw a movement on the disk on the table.

I didn't have time to bandage my father's wound, so I took the disk in my hand and saw the carved stars shining blue, and there was a drop of blood in the small round pit in the center.

Moreover, the blood is swimming in the grooves on the disk, linking all the stars to everything.

Without waiting for me to get excited, a red light rose into the sky, and I looked up and saw that the stars in the sky were exceptionally bright, and all the constellations were displayed.

I looked down at the disk and saw that there was a little bit of starlight on it, and it was a miniature version of it.

It seems that it should be that Dad just flicked his finger and accidentally threw a drop of blood on this disk, so he urged this thing.

No wonder it didn't work for me in any way, it turned out that I had to use blood to urge it.

The constellation of the stars, the four o'clock directions, the accuracy of this thing is more accurate than the compass.

A small disk can attract the stars in the sky.

Fantastic.

By the time I woke up from the shock, the stars in the sky had returned to their original state, and even the black disk in my hand had stopped moving.

This thing, like the ghost pestle in my hand, is definitely a magic weapon-level thing.

It seems that there is no way, even the magic weapon is a waste in his own hands.

When I got back to the house, I found my dad wrapping his fingers in a cloth, and I cleaned the glass shards from the floor, and went to the living room and lay down on the bed.

I thought it would be a good dream this night, but what I didn't expect was that just after the early hours of the morning, Uncle Liu Gen knocked on the door of my house.

"Jiang Chen, come with me, the old lady of the Qian family has cheated on the corpse again, and Qian Youcai called and said that his mother bites people when she sees them, and she has already bitten many people."

If I were to go away on this big night, and my father would go crazy and run away, then I would be guilty.

I knew that this would be the case with the old lady, so I asked them to sow grain on the ground before leaving, but now it seems that they did not listen to me at all, and thought that they were clever things, and they knew that they had come to me.

"What about my father." I muttered.

"I'll let your aunt come and watch, and make sure your father can't escape."

As he spoke, Uncle Liu Gen pulled me and ran, and I sat on his motorcycle and rushed towards Qian Youwei's house.

When we arrived, the people of Qian Youwei's family were standing at the gate of the courtyard, the gate was still locked from the outside, and some villagers with good deeds were still climbing to the wall to watch the situation in the courtyard.

Seeing me and Uncle Liu Gen coming, Qian Youwei grabbed my hand, the master shouted, I glanced at him, and found that he was also bitten several times on his arm, and his skin was open.