If I had known that Huixiang's body would be used by tomb robbers, I would have guarded her even if I didn't sleep at night.

In the past, I didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but now that I have more contact with corpses, and I have heard so many yin and yang taboos said by Bai Lao Ghost, I have long believed in my heart that there is a world that belongs to the undead after death.

In other words, as I became more proficient in the technique of collecting corpses, the worldview of the corpse diggers was also unconsciously established......

The days will go on, now is the peak season for corpse fishing, and it is also a good time for me to make money.

However, because of Huixiang's matter, the white old ghost didn't let me go into the water again. In his words, I am now tainted with Huixiang's cause and effect, and it is not suitable for me to make a pact with other souls.

I asked him when Huixiang's matter would be finished, and the old white ghost pondered for a while and said a long sentence.

"It depends on how big of a fuss she's prepared to make. According to my guess, I'm afraid it's hard to be good, you think, that Huixiang has been lonely all her life, and after her brain problems, she has been bullied by someone in a different way for so many years, and after her death, she was cut into a corpse and married in a yin marriage, and she is afraid that she will catch up with the Yellow River Niangniang. ”

I think about it, Huixiang's circumstances before and after her death can be called miserable, and I am not willing to be reincarnated in the underworld.

There are a lot of things in the countryside, and it's okay when I'm not at home, but now I'm staying in my hometown, and I can't avoid weddings and funerals.

Xie Guangcai, the old ruffian in our village, has died, and as his nephew, I have the obligation to keep a vigil for him.

Xie Guangcai, an old man, is not a thing, he often harassed orphans and widows when he was young, and he didn't learn well when he was old, so he used candy to trick little girls into taking off their pants. At the beginning, Huixiang was bullied by him, and some people even said that Huixiang was really abused by him.

It is said that good people don't live long and the scourge lasts for thousands of years, Xie Guangcai lived until he was over seventy years old, and his body was still solid, and ordinary young men who drank alcohol were not his opponents. No one could have imagined that he would hang himself on the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, and when he died, he was naked.

No one sympathizes with the death of such a person, and only sighs that he died well.

So there were not many people who kept the vigil that night, and besides me, there were a few close nephews who couldn't be pushed off like me.

Keeping a wake is a very boring thing, and young people like excitement, and knowing that I am following the old white ghost as a corpse digger, they ask me if I have ever encountered any strange things.

I was also bored, so I told them a few strange things I heard from the white old ghost. There are gods in the head, and you can't talk nonsense in the middle of the night, and the folk rumors are not taboo.

A few people listened for a while and didn't buy it, they wanted to hear the truth.

Speaking of the real thing, in fact, what I want to talk to most about is Huixiang, but I don't dare to say that her cause and effect have not been settled yet.

"Brother Lan, I heard that the body of the stupid girl Huixiang in Shilidu was also salvaged by you?" My cousin Xie An asked me suddenly.

I was noncommittal and asked him why he suddenly asked Hui Xiang.

Xie An glanced at Xie Guangcai's tablet on the table, lowered his voice and said, "Brother Lan, in fact, I came back from night fishing the night before and saw our Uncle Guangcai. ”

This kid since he caught a red carp of more than nine catties in the Yellow River, the whole person is stunned, all day long is not fishing, or on the way to fishing, night fishing until dawn is also a common thing.

He said that when he came home at twelve o'clock the night before, he saw Xie Guangcai shopping in the village with his bare buttocks.

"Xu is sleepwalking." I said.

"Except for Uncle Guangcai, I also saw ...... at that time" Speaking of this, Xie An swallowed his saliva and stopped.

"What else do you see? Could it be that you still see him holding a hemp rope in his hand? Hanged yourself by mistake while sleepwalking? The village's hairy head interjected.

Maotou is a dumbfounded, ghosts and gods are not jealous, and he dares to say something about his head.

"Brother Lan, let's go to the door and talk, there are some things I can't say in front of our Uncle Guangcai."

Out of Xie Guangcai's courtyard, I handed Xie An a cigarette.

"Brother Lan, I know that you are bold enough to mention it to you. At that time, I saw Uncle Guangcai running in front with his bare buttocks, and a woman was faintly following behind. ”

"What kind of woman?" I asked.

"It's just a figure, I can't see my face clearly, but I see that her walking posture is a bit like Huixiang in Shilidu."

"Are you sure?" I began to feel a chill in my heart, and I forced myself to calm down and continue to ask.

"Of course I can't be sure, but if I could, I would dare to tell you about it. I was so scared that I didn't even dare to turn on my flashlight. Xie An pouted and said.

"Then you kid is bold enough to dare to keep a vigil tonight."

"You and I are willing to come, the two families live so close, and they are close to their parents and nephews."

Although Xie An can't be sure that it is Huixiang, I think this matter has nothing to do with her.

First of all, the biggest suspicion is that Xie Guangcai, an old man, will never take the initiative to seek death, and the second is that he has really done something sorry for Huixiang.

Xie An and I chatted at the door for a while, and comforted him with two more sentences, there are no ghosts in the world, people are messing around, and then continue to go back to the vigil.

In the first half of the night, there were still people chatting, but in the second half of the night, when the sleepiness came up, the mourning hall was quiet and only the sound of bursting candles could be heard.

After struggling until two o'clock in the night, a few of them went to bed early, and just when I couldn't stay up, a gust of wind suddenly rose in the mourning hall, and then I heard a cat meow.

Cats deceive corpses, dogs are frightened.

I was wondering where the cat was, when I felt a dark shadow flash in front of me.

When I looked again, a huge black cat was squatting at the head of the coffin.

The black cat was raised by Xie Guangcai, this old man had a bad relationship with people and was at odds with his neighbors, but he raised a black cat that was closer than his son.

At that moment, I saw the black cat squatting at the head of the coffin, staring at me with a pair of cat eyes.

I know that the cat is taboo, and he raises the mourning stick in his hand to scare it away, but he is not moved at all.

I don't know if it's my delusion, but I still seem to see it sneering at me.

Now I was a little panicked, knowing that this was evil, and I wanted to wake up the others and find a way. However, at this moment, there was a sudden thud and thump in the coffin.

I shuddered all over my body and my hair stood on end.

There is no doubt that the deception of corpses is a very terrifying thing, especially for us corpse diggers, the psychological blow can be fatal.

If Xie Guangcai really crawled out of the coffin in front of me, how dare I salvage the corpse in the Yellow River in the future?

The movement in the coffin became louder and louder, and the strange thing was that the few people who were asleep did not seem to be affected at all, and were still sleeping soundly.

Fortunately, Xie Guangcai's coffin board was nailed in advance, and he couldn't climb out for a while.

The coffin nails, also known as the offspring nails, have a total of seven, made of brass, and are nailed by the children and grandchildren themselves on the day of burial. Xie Guangcai had no heirs, so the coffin was nailed down early in the morning. In fact, it was mainly because of the evil door that he died, and the mourners were afraid of making trouble, so they were nailed to death in advance.

As the old saying goes, a friend who dies is not a poor man. I plan to run away before Xie Guangcai crawls out of the coffin, and as for whether a few of them will be poisoned, it's not something I should think about now.

I turned around and ran to the door.

Before anyone reached the door, the two heavy wooden doors creaked shut, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't open them.

Damn, Lao Tzu has already confessed to it, and he won't even give him a way to live?

I pressed my back against the door and turned to look at Xie Guangcai's coffin again.

The coffin shook violently, and the whole ground seemed to tremble with it. The smile on the black cat's face grew stronger and weirder.

"Aim!"

With a piercing scream from the black cat, I saw it scurry against the beams of the house like an arrow from a string, and then the coffin board was finally pushed away from the inside, and fell heavily to the ground.

The next moment, Xie Guangcai, who was wearing a shroud, sat up from the coffin, his stiff white dead face, and his lifeless eyes kept turning up and down, left and right.

When his eyes finally stopped rolling, his gaze was locked on me.

"Jie Ji ......"

Xie Guangcai jumped out of the coffin with a strange smile, and as soon as he landed and stood firmly, the black cat that jumped on the beam of the house fell into his arms just right.

I, Xie Lan, have grown so big, and I have never seen such a strange scene: Xie Guangcai, who had risen from the corpse, was holding the black cat and walking towards me step by step.

Avoiding the pinch, I began to cheer myself up. Escaping is not necessarily hidden, and facing is not necessarily the saddest.

I, Xie Lan, Nine Dragons, control the water, and the yin spirit avoids it, so why be afraid of a dead person!

The mourning stick in my hand is still there, and I am going to wait for Xie Guangcai to get close and give him a legendary blow first.

Getting closer and closer, seeing that Xie Guangcai was about to walk within the range of my attack, but he didn't think that the black cat seemed to hate me even more than him, and his body popped out of his arms, and pounced on me with teeth and claws.

"I'll go to your grandma's, give me death!"

At that moment, I aimed at the black cat's head and slammed it over!