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"Man is inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather...... However, fallen leaves always have to return to the roots, so life and death are just a reincarnation link in nature......"

At that time, I always liked to listen to my grandmother explain the truth of life and death in my ear. She said, "All souls have a home, so if you don't want the dead to become lonely souls, you have to find a way to drive their souls back." However, the people who can do this must be the ones who can walk between yin and yang, who are not afraid of ghosts, and who can control them. Therefore, these people often have to communicate with some ghost corpses, and they are called 'corpse chasers' by humans. ”

Then, thinking about this definition, I remembered the painting that I had jumped through the jungle. The group of strangely dressed people who walked silently, and the last image I saw that puzzled me. I still don't believe in ghosts, but when I saw that the last person's feet were dangling, I panicked.

"The reason why corpse chasers can drive away ghosts is because in addition to having enough courage, they also have the ability of supernormal mortals to drive away bad luck, so the ghosts obediently listen to him and follow him."

"If that's the case, seeing a corpse chaser is like seeing a god, then not everyone wants to meet such a person......

"Nope." Grandma retorted on the spot, "Although corpse chasers can drive away bad luck, they can also bring bad luck." If you bump into a corpse chaser while he is chasing away his soul, then it is estimated that you are likely to be haunted by bad luck. Because, at this time, the corpse chasers are no longer humans, but ghosts who have passed through the underworld. So, if you want to be blessed, you'd better meet the corpse chaser when he's not with ghosts and corpses, when he's human-conscious......"

After listening to my grandmother's explanation, it dawned on me. But when he thought of something, he blinked his eyes and asked, "What if he accidentally ran into the corpse chaser when he was chasing the corpse, but he didn't find himself." ”

"In this case, although the corpse chaser does not know, the ghost behind him does. However, under the control of the master, he cannot be distracted, and as long as you don't follow them in the end, you will soon forget in his memory. Grandma Zhenzhen said, "It's better for you to meet less, after all, things that travel between yin and yang have stronger negative energy." ”

"In that case, then why do you still learn witchcraft, grandma?" Another doubt suddenly condensed in my heart, and I frowned unhappily.

"That's for self-preservation...... grandma's tone was very inadequate, and in the end, she still explained carefully, "You also know that in this society, men are inferior to women, and women follow their husbands. Since your grandfather died, he has inherited the family rights to me. However, in this society, women are forbidden to take over the power of men, and even more serious crimes are subject to the harsh death penalty. Later, your grandfather told me. There is one thing in the world that can protect me, and that is spells. Therefore, I went to learn witchcraft, and anyone who did not treat him well could use witchcraft to control his mind and mind and retaliate......"

"But witchcraft is a harmful art." I was all in the loop, and I wished it wasn't.

"Don't worry, grandma will never use witchcraft to hurt innocent people. Except for those who are unkind and desperate to harm us. ”

Although my grandmother said so, I also admit that my grandmother was very kind. However, the more my grandmother revealed something to me, the more I feared her, and sometimes I even doubted my relationship with her.

However, I still reject all this idea. The more things I can't figure out, the more I want to figure it out.

Because, in addition to not believing in the existence of ghosts, I also don't believe that there are people who walk between yin and yang. However, the four words in the old man's words, "Really chase away the corpse?" "I hesitated for a moment.

I couldn't figure it out, and finally asked the old man, "Why do you say it's a 'real corpse chaser'?" ”

When I saw the old man's panting and weak body, my eyes flashed faintly a thousand times, but I was secretly relieved that she had survived.

"Ahem! Cough! The old man coughed violently twice, and then said with a dying breath, "Because, the real corpse chasers have multiple personalities and lives, they have died once or have half a foot in the coffin. And they can also read minds...... "The old man explained carefully.

"Multiple personalities and lives, and mind reading?" I don't know if I think for myself, "This kind of person does sound a little strange. ”

"Perhaps, they are truly fearless. And in the Great War, many fugitives who had escaped the war would fill it up in the name of corpse chasers, so that they could escape some ......disasters," the old man continued.

"In this way, the fake corpse chaser is afraid. Moreover, his greatest fear was the army. "I seemed to understand what the old man was saying.

"Hmm." The old man was noncommittal, "So, as long as there are soldiers following them, they are afraid." So such a corpse chaser is a fake corpse chaser. ”

After listening to the explanation from beginning to end, it dawned on me. I can't help but sigh that I have another awareness of the title of "corpse chaser". Of course, this is the old man's reward for gratitude, and the next thing is for me to get to the root of the outbreak, because the story still sounds a bit fantastical.

So, I went to the old man to understand the whole process of the disease. The old man used to prefer sweet potatoes as the main food, but because of the lack of supply during the war years, he later fed on wild plants. Once, the old man's idol passed through a wasteland full of weeds, but the old man noticed that there was a kind of grass that looked like a vegetable, so he brought it back and planted it. Later, the old man discovered that this grass could be eaten in place of vegetables and had a good taste. In order to be able to cultivate more of this plant, the old man did not hesitate to water it with a large amount of manure.

As expected, soon, the old man fulfilled his wish. Moreover, after discovering the secret, the villagers also followed the old man to learn to cultivate a large number of this edible plant with a large amount of manure water. Unfortunately, however, anyone who has eaten this plant has contracted the alpha virus. Moreover, the virus is easily contagious. In this way, within a whole month, the entire Xiangxi was completely subsided.

"Grandma, do you know what that plant is called?"

"I don't know." The old man was puzzled, but she had something to explain, "However, it was the corpse chaser who told me a secret recipe that allowed me to get rid of the virus. ”

"What secret recipe?" I frowned curiously again.

"Because of the deal with the corpse chaser, the secret of heaven cannot be revealed......" The old man said lightly, obviously because there was something unspeakable. Since the old man is unwilling to say it, I can't pursue it anymore. Later, the clue made a conclusion here.

However, I continued to visit the old man every day as usual, and insisted on bringing her some food to sustain her life. I can't imagine how difficult my situation was at the time. Every day, I do some rough work for the people in the village in exchange for some sweet potatoes and rice grains.

However, by the time I later found out why, the old man had already left this world.

The only clue found on the old man that day was a rotten leaf found in the heel of the shoe she had taken off, although I don't know what this plant was called, it looked like an artemisia plant. So, I asked the neighbors around where the old man lived. According to those people, the old man had been seriously ill in bed, and he had never been seen out of bed in broad daylight. Some people even say that the old man actually died many days ago, and all I saw was the old man's soul. What's even more panicked is that every day at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, I will hear a fierce dog barking outside the old man's house. Some people say that because the dog has the function of yin and yang eyes, when you hear the dog barking at this time, you must have seen something discordant and entered the old man's room.

If so, it's even weirder. People can't see the old man during the day, so how can she survive if she doesn't go out?

This reminds me of the last words that the old man said to me before he died.

"Because it's a deal with a corpse chaser, the secret of heaven can't be revealed...... this sentence can't help but make me shudder. If those rumors are true, and this old man is the only one who survives the virus for a long time, it makes those people afraid to approach.

Well, there's only one guess that strikes me as possible. The old man did not go out, but went out on time at twelve o'clock in the evening.

But why do you do that? Is it a deal with the corpse chaser?

Having never believed in ghost legends, I personally kept a vigil until 12 a.m. on the day the old man died. In order to find the answer to this panic, I found a hidden place in the old man's room and hid.

Twelve o'clock in the night was approaching, but it was too quiet for my heart to beat wildly. But the ticking and twitching pendulum on the wall made me conscious.

"59, 58, 57......" counts the sound of the second hand turning clockwise when the minute hand has just stopped to coincide with the hour hand. I tried to calm my fanciful consciousness and tried the meditation witchcraft that my grandmother had taught me, so I meditated cross-legged and closed my eyes and waited for twelve o'clock to come.

However, the consciousness stopped in the darkness for a long, long time that I thought it was more than a minute later. When I opened my eyes, it was twelve and two o'clock, and I hadn't heard any dog bark as I had imagined. So, after a while there was still nothing. So he quietly got up to help the old man sort out the body, hoping to find any clues in her at the same time.

It may be that the death of my grandmother makes me feel guilty, so I can't help but think of the old man as my grandmother.

"When a person dies, he always returns to the West, but the best time to be buried is at midnight. In this way, she will not become a lonely ghost when she dies, and she will go to heaven to bless you......"

In the dark, grandma's words came to mind again. Perhaps, perhaps, it is because I believe that "goodness" can conquer everything, so the consciousness of goodness gives me the greatest courage.

So, I decided to bury the old man in the middle of the night. As a sixteen-year-old, I was forced by the environment at the time, so I had to put pressure on 150 pounds of things for a long time in rough work. Therefore, it is not a problem for the elderly who weigh less than 100. So, he found a huge quilt, wrapped the old man's body in it, and then tied it with a rope and put it on his back.

Because I believe in the existence of magic, I recite the talisman that my grandmother gave me before her death along the way, so that the ghost cannot get close to me. Then, he carried the brightest lantern. As soon as I left the gate, I found some footprints on the edge of the dirt dam in front of the old man's house. And these footprints happened to be similar to the size of the soles of the old man's shoes seen during the day, and when I looked closely at these footprints, I found that the marks on them were exactly the same as the old man's sole prints. It seems that last night, the old man went in this direction. So, following the clues left by the old man's footprints, I followed the direction of the footprints.

One step at a time, I forgot what I was carrying behind me. However, the clues are very important, and the footprints left behind have also gone far, far away, but, inexplicably, as I walked, I felt that I had come to a familiar place, and after passing through some ruined soil, I was once again from the forest. The familiarity quickly made me realize that this was the last time I chased the hare, and before I knew it, I was walking towards the graveyard.

However, because of the familiarity, it was not as scary as the first time. So, when he arrived at his destination, he put down the old man and found an open place in the cemetery to dig a pit with pliers.

I don't know how long it took, but a chill hit. However, there was no movement, and when he was about to leave after simply burying the old man, he saw a certain overgrown grave in the cemetery and attracted his attention.

Because this luxuriant weed seems to have been seen somewhere. So, when I got closer, it was exactly the same as the leaves left on the soles of the old man's shoes, and there were signs that someone had picked them around. There are even some remnants of yellow leaves that have died and rotted after being removed. It's not hard for me to imagine that old people have been here a lot. However, there are not many leaves that die after being plucked, unless, these leaves are plucked at night.

Because the night is the time when the plants grow at their peak, and because of the dew that is pregnant, even the newly dead plants will give birth to new cells during the good growth period. Later, when I couldn't help but pick up a bead, I was suddenly tapped on the shoulder by something.

However, when I looked back, I was scared out of sight by what I saw.

"Ugly Giant, are you awake?"

I vaguely heard someone calling my name.

When I suddenly opened my eyes, thinking that my heart had almost stopped, I suddenly found a lot of strange and magnified faces surrounding me, and the sky above was still white.

The sudden change in painting style quickly dispelled my consciousness.

"What's wrong with me?" I sat up suddenly, only to find myself wrapped up in the crowd. Moreover, I heard the sound of a strange little girl being reprimanded by someone to cry. When my eyes gradually looked in the direction of the strange girl, I saw a man in a big dress and a trench coat squatting in front of a beautiful girl and holding her elbow and saying, "Why don't you apologize to your big sister?" Also, that thing was thrown at me right away! ”

The man spoke in strange Mandarin and looked at the thing she was holding after hearing the girl's "woo" cry.

That's right, it's a mask toy of fear. I was just intimidated by that thing, so my eyes flickered a little helplessly. Soon, I also fell silent.

I'm such a big person, how can I still be intimidated by such a small toy thing.

"Sister, I'm sorry!" Just as I was looking down and waking up to life, a very beautiful girl suddenly popped up in front of me. When I was attracted to the girl, I suddenly noticed a tall, thin man with eyes standing next to me looking at me with a trivial gaze.

Before I could realize that this was the good-looking man just now, when I looked up, I didn't see his beautiful eyes, but when I saw the delicate facial features that had made me can't help but reincarnate, I unconsciously popped out of my mouth with a name.

"Bai Xu......" The voice was so light that I almost couldn't hear it, and I don't know if the man and the people around me heard it.

"I'm sorry, this girl, my daughter accidentally scared you just now, I will definitely discipline her well." The man left me with a nice voice, and then left with the little girl in his arms.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on the figure of the departing person, probably marveling that they had never seen such a good-looking father and daughter, like angels.

"Ugly giant, are you alright?" When I came back to my senses, I realized that my aunt had already helped me up.

"It's fine." I withdrew my eyes a little embarrassed, and the people around me gradually dispersed.

"When did you become so timid?" The woman helped me up and helped me pat the dust off my body.

"I don't know." I had a heart attack, "Probably, I thought of some frightening images while watching the play, so I ......" However, when I unconsciously caught a glimpse of a familiar figure passing by in the distance, I locked on to the figure.

"Alright, let's get out of here, after all, you just made a sniff......" The woman apparently hadn't noticed my gaze.

"Wait!" I stopped abruptly.

"What's wrong?" The woman was surprised.

"Auntie, why don't you go home and make lunch first. I went over there to send a letter, and soon I was back. ”

"Send a letter?" The woman was suddenly surprised.

"Well, actually, I wrote it a long time ago. It's just that I haven't told you that I still have two good friends in Xiangxi, and I sent a letter back to see what has changed in my hometown. I explained briefly, but from time to time my eyes looked at the father and daughter who were walking in the direction of the mailbox.

"Alright then, remember to come back early for lunch!" The woman was quickly convinced, and as soon as the woman left, I sped across the street. When I saw that the man was about to leave after dropping the envelope, I followed the figure from a distance.

I have to admire that there is such a good mailbox bureau for information exchange in Beijing. However, the seemingly familiar figure made me can't help but wonder about his identity.

Is he really Bai Xu?