"Little coffin, look, this is it."

Following the direction of my uncle's finger, I saw a freshly dug grave.

At this time, the soil that should have been filled in was scattered and piled up next to the grave, and the coffin lid was thrown aside at will.

I leaned over and looked into the grave, and saw that the coffin was placed inside, and there were only scattered burial objects, and nothing else. The corpse that should have been lying inside naturally disappeared.

Even in broad daylight, I could still see the fog next to the grave. A chilly feeling came, and I shivered unconsciously.

"Why did someone steal the old man's body? Could it be that you really want to be married to the underworld? ”

Jiang Yifeng began to speak freely again, and I hurriedly glared at him.

The agricultural life of the Chinese, which has been passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years, is destined to have an inseparable relationship with the land. Man lives, digging out of the earth. After death, it is even more important to be buried in the earth.

In any case, death is great, and no one wants themselves or their loved ones to be at peace after death. Digging out the earth of those who have been buried is a matter of great detriment. In such a place, it is also very inappropriate to say disrespectful words to the deceased.

Uncle's attention was clearly not here, and when I looked at him, his eyes were on me.

Seeing me looking at him, he hurriedly asked, "Little coffin, how is it?" See what you don't see? ”

I shook my head, I don't have a clear idea about this yet.

The whole village was alarmed by the disappearance of the body. There were many people gathered around the grave, and many of them were whispering. It can be seen that they are also speculating about the reason for the disappearance of the old man's body.

In the midst of the subtle discussions, someone suddenly said, "Could it be fake death?" ”

Following the voice, it was a young man who spoke. Although his voice is not too loud, he does not mean to say it to others. But when everyone's voices were deliberately lowered, his voice became clearer.

This sentence immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The young man obviously didn't expect it, his face turned red, and he explained hesitantly: "Me too...... I've heard from others, too. Some elderly people appear to be dead, but they are not really dead, and they may be able to breathe again after being buried. Dig open the coffin yourself and crawl out. Will it be ......?"

After hearing this, the uncle looked at me, "Little coffin, what do you say?" ”

When the uncle said this, his eyes were shining. It can be seen that the father-son relationship between him and the old man is indeed very deep, and he also hopes that this kind of miracle can appear.

It can be said that it is very rare for young people to say things, but I have heard similar things about it since I was a child, and I have heard all kinds of stories about it. But this time, I don't think it's that simple.

Therefore, although I also want to comfort my uncle, I can't tell a lie with a clear conscience.

Thinking of this, I still shook my head and said to my uncle and the surrounding villagers, "Uncle, you want to." The person has already entered the ground, even if the old man is suspended from death, not to mention that the coffin lid is nailed by nails, even if it is just the coffin lid, with his posture, he may not have the strength to push it. What's more, it is covered with such a thick layer of soil. So, the thing about suspended animation, I can be sure, absolutely not. What's more, I can still feel the yin qi in this tomb now, and it will never be a living person buried in it. ”

Hearing me say this, the uncle's eyes leaked a deep sense of loss. And then, this frustration turned into anxiety again, and he grabbed me and asked, "Little coffin, what is going on?" My old man was good in his life, he never did anything bad, and our father and son never had a grudge against anyone. Can...... This person is dead, how could such a thing happen? ”

This point is also what can't be explained, it stands to reason that if it is a stealing corpse, it will be like the second brother with a secret marriage. After stealing the body, the coffin must be re-covered and the earth re-filled to prevent the incident at the east window. Especially this new grave that was just buried the day before, knowing that the family members would come several times, but still being so unscrupulous, it is even more like deliberate.

I was puzzled in my heart, and when I was frowning and thinking, I suddenly heard Jiang Yifeng's voice.

"Jiujiao, come and see."

Jiang Yifeng didn't know when he ran to the coffin lid, and at this time, he was squatting there, pointing to the edge of the coffin lid and shouting at me.

I didn't know why, but I walked over anyway.

When I looked closer, I realized that they were scratches of various shades.

Scratches on the wood weren't unusual. But when I looked closer, I noticed something unusual.

Before I could speak, Jiang Yifeng had already preemptively said, "You can see it too, right?" It's not red paint, it's blood! ”

Blood?!

This one word is enough to scare off many timid people.

In the crowd around to watch the excitement, many people quietly retreated because of this.

According to the traditional customs of the Chinese, in addition to the different materials, the coffin also has different colors. Five-color coffins contain five kinds of people, which are all very particular.

A red coffin like the one in front of me, in some places, is dyed with cinnabar, which has the effect of suppressing evil spirits, and has been used to suppress unknown people. But in our place, it is rarely used for such purposes, but it is dedicated to the joy and sorrow of an old man who is old and dies without illness.

"Boss of the Guan family, you read that right? That's really...... It's ......"

The village chief also couldn't believe it, if there was blood on the coffin, then it proved that this matter was not simple. Especially the scratches on the lid of this coffin, the more I looked closely, the more I suspected that it was not an ordinary scratch, but a scratch mark.

"Would you like to flip it over and have a look?" Jiang Yifeng asked me.

Maybe it was curiosity, or maybe I also felt that the coffin lid hid the secret of the lost corpse, so I nodded, and together with Jiang Yifeng, I turned the coffin lid over.

The blood-red coffin lid was facing up, exposed to the sun, and the mottled scratches on it made everyone who saw it gasp.

"This ...... This...... It's impossible! ”

I could feel my uncle's fear at this time, and of course, when I saw this scene, I thought of things that probably coincided with his.

Is it really like what my friend said before, the old man faked his death? When I think of this, I can't help but feel a hair in my heart. If that's the case, it's really a big problem.

Trapping the undead alive in the coffin can be imagined to make them carry extremely strong resentment. It is also entirely possible that this will lead to corpse fraud.