As the old saying goes, birth, old age, sickness and death are safe in the earth.

There are many ways to bury people. sky burial, water burial, cremation, earth burial, tower burial; Hanging coffin burials, tree burials, and boat coffin burials of ethnic minorities in the south......

Throughout the ages, there have been countless burial methods, from the beginning to let the deceased rest in peace, and then to the descendants of Yize.

Nowadays, except for some ethnic minorities who still maintain special burial methods, even burials have almost disappeared. All were replaced by cremation.

I've been to many places, seen a lot of dead people, and carried countless coffins in my life.

However, in recent years, there have been very few people looking for me to carry the coffin, and it may be that the coffin bearer will disappear from my hands, but I must let many people know that it once existed......

It all started with the first time I carried the coffin......

My grandfather was a well-known coffin bearer in ten miles and eight towns, but he was thrown by my father into the west ravine to do hard labor, and everything in the house, everything that could be seen, was smashed by my father.

On that day, the whole village came to my house and surrounded me, saying that my father was not filial and wanted to drive my father away with a hoe.

When my father was gone, he said that I should not touch the superstitious things of gods and ghosts, or he would be the first to break my hand when he returned.

After my father left, no one dared to go to the west ravine, because the road there was difficult to walk, and there were wolves in the mountains, so it was easy to die before he reached the place.

Grandma washed her face with tears at home, and I also hated my dad, thinking that he killed my mother, and he didn't recognize his six relatives and arrested my grandfather.

The turn of events occurred on the seventh day of my grandfather's abduction, and that night, the village chief and several villagers came and knocked on the door of my house.

I went to open the courtyard door, and as soon as the village chief entered the courtyard, he held my hand desperately, and said with a panicked face: "The boss of the Guan family, how much have you learned from your old man to carry the coffin?" ”

I hesitated for a while, didn't say anything, and asked him what was wrong. And then he said that he was no longer allowed to do such things.

The village chief sighed and said with an embarrassed face, he didn't want to do this either, but the old executioner at the head of the village died, and if he was not buried well, there would definitely be a big mess.

I gasped too.

No one in the village knew the name of the old executioner, he was over eighty years old, and every time the women frightened the children, they said that they would give them to the old executioner if they were disobedient.

The horror of the old executioner lies not in scaring children, but in his anger.

He lives at the head of the village, the head of the village is south, repairs the house and builds the foundation, opens the door and enters the house, and sits in the north and faces south, which is the residence.

But his family's house is sitting south and facing north, and the houses are deliberately turned in one direction.

The old man in the village said that the old executioner himself did not look like a person anymore, and he had to be with the ghost to live in peace.

My grandfather used to tell me that if the old executioner moved away while he was alive, it would be a blessing for the village, and if he died here, I was afraid that the whole village would suffer.

My mind was very confused and panicked, and my knee-jerk reaction was to find my grandfather...... But Grandpa is far away in the West Ravine, and it will take two days and two nights just to walk over, not counting the dangers on the road.

When a person dies, the body will not be completely stiff, and the blood is clotting.

In the coffin bearer's statement, that is, the spirit and spirit are still in the body and will not be eroded by the yin qi, but once the night passes, the body is completely dead, and the yin qi enters the body, and with the anger on his body, he will inevitably cheat the corpse. And it will be the most ferocious and terrible bloody corpse......

Biting my lip so hard that my eyes were almost bloodshot, the village is my root and my grandfather's root...... I simply can't sit idly by.

The hoarse voice said to the old village chief: "Wait for me, I'll take the guy, don't let the news leak out, otherwise the Red Guards will come, and everything will be over." ”

The old village chief trembled with excitement at that time, and said Let me rest assured that the long-tongued women in the village were locked in a black house by their own men.

I turned back into the yard and walked to the western corner, then lifted a few bricks and dug up a package......

I opened the package and counted it, the black and red rope that tied the corpse, the seven-inch long peach wood nails, a few stacks of rune paper, and black iron nails, lime, and glutinous rice...... Everything is in place......

These things were hidden the day before my father came, otherwise they would have been stolen.

I carried the package and followed the old village chief directly to the entrance of the village.

The night was cold and terrifying, and the usual insect chirping was gone, only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, kept drilling into the ears......

The only thing that was a little better was that the moon in the sky was foggy, and a layer of mist obscured the moonlight.

This is the ghost moon, and it is very easy to be haunted at night, but the fog obscures the yin qi, and it is not easy for the corpses to be transformed.

I was anxious, afraid that something would go wrong, so I walked faster and faster. has even left the old village chief and others far behind.

When I walked to the door of the old executioner's house, my heart was half cold.

Passing by other houses, even if it is dark, you can still see the door of the house and the yard layout clearly, but the old executioner's house is like shrouded in a dark ink ball, except for the fence, you can see clearly, a little inside, you can't even find the door anywhere......

I tried to think about what my grandfather had said about the various situations he had encountered when he carried the coffin and stored the corpse......

The kind of old executioner's family is pure because the yin qi is too heavy and too scary......

I'm afraid that at midnight, he will have to cheat the corpse, and he doesn't have to wait for the next night at all.

In this moment, the old village chief had already rushed to my side out of breath, he clutched his chest and gasped and said: "Follow my men to Carpenter Liu to carry the coffin, this old executioner is not like other old men, he didn't prepare for his own affairs, I notified Carpenter Liu first to make the coffin, and they can get the coffin immediately." ”

I nodded, took a deep breath, and as long as I carried the old executioner out of the house, and after entering the coffin, no matter how fierce he was, I couldn't help him.

I took out a yellow talisman from the package, and I put it on my shoulder, and at the same time put the rope around my neck, and pinched a handful of glutinous rice in my hand.

Before I walked into the fence, I told the village chief to find me eight more strong men.

The village chief immediately patted his forehead vigorously and said that he was confused and forgot about the eight immortals.

I was also very helpless, because when my father came to the village to arrest my grandfather, he even arrested the eight immortals who were responsible for helping my grandfather carry the coffin.

The village chief turned around and ran to call for someone, and I also walked into the dark courtyard......

When you look outside, you can't see inside the yard at all, but when you walk in, you can see things clearly.

It's just that everything in the line of sight seems to be hazy with a faint layer of red mist.

The mist also swirled around me, making me feel like my skin was being cut and hurting.

I bit the tip of my tongue hard, and I regretted it a little.

When I came here just now, I was so anxious that I forgot to ask the old village chief how the old executioner died.

The door of the hall was closed tightly, and when I reached the door, I slowly pushed the wooden door open......

With a creaky sound, I pushed the door open......

But the scene in front of me made me extremely frightened in my heart.

There was no table in the middle of the hall, but a very large wooden stake with a black, shiny whetstone on it.

The whetstone was covered in blood, and the room was covered in splattered blood.

A fat old man with skin that had age spots on his skin was slanted on the ground.

Blood spread beneath him, encircling the entire corpse......

I stared at the half-cut cleaver stuck in his neck, and the hairs on his head were blown up......

This old executioner committed suicide?

Sharpened your knife and want to cut off your own head? Didn't cut it down?