Chapter Seventy-Two: It Turned Out to Be a Coffin Board Thanks to Brother Liu Jie's Villa

The big man Song continued: "I carried the woman on my back, the woman counted in the back, grandma's, walking and drinking, the whole person was confused, the woman let me carry nine hundred and eighty steps, then shouted: "Let me down, let me down, okay, I have to go back." ”

I was carrying my back, and the woman screamed down, saying that she wanted to go back, how can this work, isn't it a lie to me? I don't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, I carry the woman on my back, and I run towards the village, and the woman writhes on me, and I don't care about that. When I was about to arrive at the village, the woman on my back was crying on my back, the voice was very terrible, I was crying while walking the woman, and then a rooster crowed, the woman didn't cry, my playmates were waiting at the head of the village, they looked at the woman on my back, and ran away, I thought to myself what happened to these things? Why did you run away when you saw me carrying the woman on her back?

At this time, a person suddenly shouted, "Big man, look at what you are carrying?" ”

I looked back and saw that it didn't matter, the wine woke up at that time, no wonder I was dead, I actually carried a coffin board painted with red paint, the coffin board had rotted, and the red paint on it had also fallen off, I quickly threw the coffin board to the ground at once, I didn't think that it was a woman just now, and now it has become a coffin board.

Everyone looked at Zhang Daoye there, they all gathered around, some people also brought torches, with a torch, and found that this coffin board is old, painted with red paint, has been mottled, although the coffin board has decayed, but it can be seen that it is a good piece of wood, on the foot of the coffin board, there is also a coffin nail, I looked at Zhang Daoye blankly, and said: "Daoye, just now I was obviously carrying a person, and it became like this when I arrived here." ”

Zhang Daoye said: "You are carrying the coffin demon, in fact, the coffin itself is nothing, but after the death of the person, the essence and blood of the person will slowly penetrate into the coffin board, so that the coffin board slowly has aura, but at this time it can not change, only those who have grievances when they die, people's grievances and essence blood together, in order to make the coffin board change, this coffin board is a grievance, there is nowhere to vent, and the grievances in the underground are getting heavier and heavier, until by chance, the tomb collapses The coffin board absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, and then it can be regarded as becoming a coffin demon." ”

I said, "Master Dao, this coffin demon just let me carry it, and it didn't harm me?" ”

Zhang Daoye said: "It's not that it doesn't want to harm you, look at this coffin board, it will cost 1780 pounds to say the least, and if you replace it with an ordinary person carrying a few steps, you will be crushed by the coffin board, and after the coffin board crushes the person, it will press back and forth on the person until the flesh and blood of the person are blurred, and then suck the blood of the person." ”

I said, "What then?" Throw this coffin board away, right? ”

Zhang Daoye said: "This coffin board can't be thrown, if it is thrown, it will harm people, and now it can only be burned with fire to prevent future troubles." Let the coffin board no longer harm people. ”

Zhang Daoye said, everyone agreed, so they found firewood, put the coffin on the shelf, lit the fire crackling and burned, when it was burning, suddenly heard a heart-rending cry in the fire, the sound was terrible, at that time I also saw a figure in the fire beating there, the big guys were not scared, did not dare to approach the fire, after a while, the coffin board began to bubble blood, gurgling out, the blood was very fishy, very unpleasant, a while, Half of the village was filled with a stench, and some people opened the door and came out to see what was going on, and when they went there to look, they realized that the coffin board had been burned.

Later, the smell of the coffin board took more than half a month to dissipate, and everyone joked when they saw me, saying that since I carried back a daughter-in-law, the whole village was the smell of my daughter-in-law. ”

As soon as the big man Song said this, he suddenly got up, I quickly looked up, and saw the daughter-in-law of the big man Song, I don't know when, appeared behind the big man Song, and at this time he was holding the big man Song, and his face was full of anger and said: "Big man, whose taste do you say the whole village is?" ”

As soon as the big man Song saw his daughter-in-law, his legs and stomach were weak, and he trembled and said, "Daughter-in-law, listen to me, I'm not talking about you, it's another ......."

The big daughter-in-law strained her hand and said, "What? Is there still a good deal for you in the village? ”

The big man was really a hero, and when he bent his legs, he knelt down and said, "Daughter-in-law, listen to me." ”

Everyone saw that this wolf woman was really capable, and she trained the big man who coaxed the cow like a pug, and she was there to help the big man Song say good things, and it seemed that the big man's daughter-in-law didn't want to come to the real thing, so she said to the big man Song: "Big man, hurry up, am I such a stingy person?" Just kidding. ”

Then he said to everyone: "Don't laugh, everyone, my legs have hurt in the past two days." The one in charge, if you continue to pull it, I'll listen to it too. ”

The big man Song said: "How dare I continue to pull it, listen to others, listen to others." ”

As he spoke, he found a place where there was less people and sat down, and his daughter-in-law also went over to sit down, and the big man drooped his head there, like a frosted eggplant, and from then on, this matter will become a laughing stock when the brothers joke, and the big man Song can't raise his head in his life. Everyone was there and talked happily again, and then I saw the old opera fan knocking on the stone next to him with a cigarette pouch and saying: "Everyone be quiet, let me tell you something, everyone knows that I am a drama fan, and I can't move when I hear the singing." ”

Old opera fans have more than seventy years old, at that time, living at such a big age, it is considered a long life, old opera fans have a preference in their lives, that is, they like to pull the soul cavity and elbow drums, it was formed in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, mainly distributed in Shandong, Jiangsu, Anhui, Henan four provinces bordering areas, in 1953 was designated as Liuqin opera, at the beginning, it was a kind of rap with rural life as the background, when begging along the street, a form of rap, and later formed a unique folk tune here, that singing tone is very unique, Even those who are old now can hum a few words in a minor key, one yard and one yard...... Pull the soul cavity and so on.

As soon as the old drama fan said, everyone stopped talking, looking at the old drama fan, the old drama fan said: "Anyway, one year, I went to visit a friend in Teng County, my friend is a papermaker, living in a town, I saved his life in the early years, it can be said that it is a friend of life and death, to Teng County, my friend is warmly hospitalized, the two of them pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and drank so uncomfortably.

When it was night, accommodation became a problem, there was no store in the countryside, and my friend had no choice, so he asked me, "Brother, are you bold?" If you are brave, you will live in the hut where I tie paper, and if you are not daring, I will let your brother and sister live in the paper shop, and I will live at home with you. ”

I drank a little wine, and when I heard my friend say this, I said at the time: "You look down on me, what are I afraid of, what are you afraid of, and there are other things in your paper shop?" ”

My friend said, "I don't have anything in the store, but ......"

I said, "But what?" ”

The friend said, "Don't talk about these things, anyway, you live there, and no matter what happens at night, you don't want to come out." ”

I nodded, and my friend led me to his paper shop, which was located in the middle of the village, in front of which was a field, and there was a high platform on the field, which I knew at a glance, it was a stage dedicated to singing.

But look at the stage is already dilapidated, it should be a long time no one has been on the stage, a friend opened the door of his paper shop, I looked at the paper shop paper cow paper horse, gold and silver mountain, cash tree, cornucopia, golden boy and girl, one by one is vivid, vivid, red, green and green room, although these are paper, but they are all dead people's things, as soon as I enter the house, I feel gloomy, people feel uncomfortable.

I've heard that this paper-making maker is not something that people can do casually, they have to have a special skill and the method passed down by the master, otherwise the lonely ghost will come in at night to ask for something, which is not easy to dismiss. ”