Chapter XXXVIII. Seven Clay Pots
Chen Qingya and I suddenly opened our mouths in unison, which naturally startled the people in the pit, and almost crawled out with both hands and feet, with a look of fear on their faces.
Qingyue, who was attached to Chen Qingya's body, wanted to pull me to be a back, but I didn't want them to make me a back.
Chen Qingya hurriedly took out a stick of incense, lit it and inserted it on the ground, making several of us stand up with our hairs, this is like incense smeared with gasoline, and it will all burn up with a pop, and it will burn out after more than ten seconds, Chen Qingya was stunned for a while.
A few of us looked at each other, they didn't understand what this meant, but Chen Qingya and I have known each other for so long, and I also know what this means, if we light incense on the new grave outside just now, the incense is not burned, and the ghost is not incense, which means that the ghost is very afraid, and even the ghost is afraid, it means that there is a big danger, which means that it is best to pack up and come and go.
But just now this incense burned in ten seconds, obviously more serious than the ghost incense, the general meaning is that the ashes on the bright side are extinguished, warning the people who come to leave quickly, don't worry about this matter, otherwise this will be the end.
I was surprised in my heart, but at the same time, I was even more surprised in my heart, how could Chen Qingya, who was possessed, remind them? Don't you want to hurt the innocent and only pull me alone to be a cushion?
It was unusually quiet for a while, and everyone didn't dare to come out, all of them were sweating profusely and trembling all over.
"Something is wrong with her mother's clay pot, there may be a big guy to support him, give me the hoe, I want to see what is buried underneath!"
Chen Qingya said, took the hoe from the two people, and then threw one to me, "Xiuwen, they are all ordinary people, you can't let them dig down, come down and take a hand." ”
I took the hoe, and he jumped down as he spoke.
I was silent for a while, and hurriedly sealed my life palace with the residual qi in my body first, I didn't want to be possessed by a ghost like Chen Qingya.
As a fortune teller, if you seal your own life palace, the ghost will never be able to get on your body.
Then I jumped straight down, and when I got down, I felt like I was stepping on an ice block, and the cold air was bubbling in the pit, which made me shiver subconsciously.
Chen Qingya began to dig with a hoe, I secretly glanced at him, and found that his forehead was sweating, his face was a little pale, and a touch of black actually appeared in the palace, what does this mean?
Of course, I know that this means that this is not good and dangerous, but this Chen Qingya is possessed by Qingyue, how can she have such a face? Could it be that even the ghost of the blue moon is afraid of the things below?
I was puzzled in my heart, but I could only look at Chen Qingya with twelve points of vigilance, "Something is coming directly at me." ”
"Huh?"
Chen Qingya raised her head and sighed, looking puzzled, "Xiuwen, what did you say?" What's coming at you? ”
Seeing his reaction, I knew that Qingyue was so good at acting, and he had already led me down, what are you waiting for?
I shook my head and said nothing, he looked at me solemnly and said, "Xiuwen, this is our chance, we must take advantage of it, this matter must be solved by the two of us, and we can't let others take the lead." ”
My expression changed slightly, what did he mean by that?
"Hurry up, I feel like there's really something down there, remember, it's better to hold your breath."
He said solemnly, began to dig out the clay pot directly and put it aside, and then continued to dig, I hesitated, held my breath, and began to dig up with him, after a while, the two of us dug deeper and deeper, at this time Chen Qingya suddenly raised his hand, signaling to slow down, he used a hoe to gently peel off the soil below, and then everything that came out made me instantly creepy.
Because in the soil, there is actually a plum blossom print-like thing, like the lid of the sewer, and there are six clay pots around it, and the clay pot in the middle is obviously different, the color and style are much more valuable than the clay pot just now.
There is more than one clay pot here, there are seven in total! What kind of burial is this?
So there's more than one child ghost?
I felt sweating all over my body and stood up to defend myself, Chen Qingya pulled me and said to go up first, I subconsciously dodged, Chen Qingya looked at me helplessly.
I climbed up with him, and the old man and the village chief immediately came over, and his face was also pale, and he didn't expect that there were other clay pots, and the others didn't think of it.
He asked tremblingly, "Master, how is it?" Or do you continue to move places for them? ”
Chen Qingya shook her head, "No, I thought it was an ordinary clay pot tomb, but I didn't expect her to be a burial tomb, this thing is not modern, at least three or four hundred years old, no wonder the resentment is so big, I want to kill the people of your whole village." ”
"Burial tombs? Master, what kind of tomb is this? The old man and the village chief were already startled.
I also looked at Chen Qingya, he should have done something to me just now, why didn't he mean to do it at all? Am I wrong? Qingyue didn't possess him? But that's not right, he knew that it was dangerous here, and he went the opposite way to let me come in, he was so abnormal, absolutely weird!
He paced back and forth before he said slowly, "At the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, a special kind of spittoon was popular. ”
"Spittoon?" The old man and the village chief trembled, and the others also trembled.
Chen Qingya nodded, "Yes, everyone knows that the spittoon is used to pick up people's phlegm, but there are also some special spittoons, at that time, some rich people had strange ideas, they bought some boys, but after they bought these boys, they put them in a jar to raise, but did not give them food and drink, instilled in them the idea of slaves from an early age, these boys were hungry for seven or eight days, they were already confused, and their minds were already not clear, at this time, this special spittoon was preliminarily completed, they received people's phlegm, Even some people's urine is food for these boys...... And these boys called it "human bowls". ”
Speaking of this, Chen Qingya looked down at the clay pot in the deep pit.
A few of us were terrified when I heard it, I had never heard of such a thing, and the old man and the village chief subconsciously asked, "Is there such a thing?" Those things that eat people will definitely not survive for long, right? ”
"Of course, I won't live long, I may die after a year, most of them die in a month, so there will be seven people here, and those people will not be thrown away immediately after they die, and they will be buried when the master dies, these people are very angry, but they can't leave the clay pots that contain them, so it is the owners of these clay pots that really make the dead people in your village!" Chen Qingya said slowly.
"These people don't have a trace of human morality, they use such a thing as a human bowl, and none of them are good people, no wonder they refuse to leave."
Chen Qingya continued, A few of us looked at each other, so that child just now is the owner of these people? I thought that the clay pot that the old man and village chief was talking about was the child's body, but it wasn't.
"So what now?" The old man and the village chief hurriedly asked, the sudden appearance of these things can be regarded as disrupting their formation.
Chen Qingya was silent for a moment and said, "Now that the sun has come out, no matter how powerful it is, it won't dare to come out in the daytime, then we will take advantage of the daytime to solve them all, village chief, you now take someone to find a purebred black dog to come over, there can't be a trace of miscellaneous hair, otherwise it's useless, and then find someone to cut the peach wood over, the more the better, by the way, there is gasoline, prepare a barrel of gasoline to come......"
Chen Qingya said a lot, the old man and the village chief nodded, beckoned these people to run out and prepare, and soon there was no one here, only me and Chen Qingya were left, he continued to look at the clay pot in the pit, and I was staring at Chen Qingya.
"By the way, Xiuwen, you will need to use your fortune telling...... Uh, what are you staring at me all the time today? Chen Qingya was stunned.
I stared at him and said, "Come out, don't pretend, I know it's you." ”
"Uh, what do you say? I'm me, pretending? What to wear? Chen Qingya was helpless, and she didn't seem to know what I meant.
"Still pretending? Qingyue, aren't you just trying to pull me on my friend's back? You put your friends first. I stared at Chen Qingya and said slowly, she is so calm, then I'll get straight to the point.
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