Chapter 298: Black Cat Suppresses Evil
Hearing this, Wang Meng's eyes shrank, and he subconsciously looked around, for fear that there was a ghost hiding somewhere, I sighed in my heart, my expression was as usual, and I didn't say anything about the evil ghost, so as not to cause unnecessary panic, you must know that in Wushan, a small isolated mountain village, if there is a rumor of evil ghosts killing people, I am afraid that no one will drive them out
At this time, Widow Liu's family came, and the scene in front of them made them slightly stunned, Widow Liu was middle-aged and widowed, and she raised her two children alone, and she had to take care of her deceased husband's parents, in fact, it was very hard, she has always been a good woman in the eyes of the villagers, but she didn't expect this to happen.
The two children were also crying darkly, and Widow Liu's father frowned, his face was pale, and he didn't say a word, so he beckoned someone who was more familiar to cover Widow Liu's body with a white cloth, and then carried it away on a stretcher.
And Li Sihu is a five-guarantee household, that is, there is no relationship and no reason, and there is no difference between him and the homeless, just when everyone was entangled, my father walked over quickly, and after a little understanding of the situation, he found a few people to carry Li Sihu's body back, no matter what, everyone is a village, and he can't let him be in the wilderness, otherwise the ghost will not disperse, and there will be trouble
After solving these things, my father dispersed the villagers and let them all disperse, and then smiled at Liang Jingyan and Song Jia, and when he saw me, he couldn't help but be stunned: "How can you bring Xiaoyan and Xiaojia here, not afraid of scaring them?"
I chatted, and when I heard my father's name, I was also drunk, and it was only one night, so I called Xiaoyan Xiaojia, these two girls are not small. :.
"Uncle, it's okay, we've seen this kind of scene many times, so we won't be afraid" Liang Jingyan was very satisfied with her father's title, smiled like a flower, and said in a pretty voice.
Song Jia also coaxed: "Don't be afraid, uncle"
"They know," the boss asked, looking at me.
I nodded, nothing more than that I would catch ghosts, and my father was nothing, and asked gloomily: "Is there anything strange about the death of Widow Liu and Li Sihu just now?"
"It was killed by a demon, according to Li Sihu's death, this ghost seems to hate him very much, and even the internal organs and intestines are pulled out" I have some doubts, ordinary ghosts can scare you to death and will never do it, because there is yang energy in people, there are three fires, no matter how fierce the ghost is, how strong the yin energy, as long as it comes into contact with the yang energy, it will be more or less damaged, people will lose their lives, and ghosts will damage the soul base.
Therefore, ghosts generally do not go up or do it directly, unless there is a great hatred or some request to do such a harmful thing to others and themselves.
"Hey, Widow Liu is a good person, it shouldn't be such a person, let's go into the ground as soon as possible, you just watch from the side, nothing goes wrong" Dad sighed and said to me.
I nodded, I will pay attention to this matter if my father doesn't say it, according to my speculation, something will happen 100%, and it's a big deal.
As the villagers returned to the village one after another, the matter of Widow Liu and Li Sihuguo dying in the cornfield spread, the quiet and peaceful mountain village was broken, and various versions were flying all over the sky, what Widow Liu couldn't bear the loneliness and fought in the cornfield with Li Sihu, a five-guarantee household, and was finally killed by a fierce ghost, and so on.
The lethality caused by such words in such a small mountain village with a feudal mind is self-evident, and Widow Liu's family was already in grief and indignation, and when they heard this kind of statement, the old man almost fainted in anger, feeling that his old face was lost
In the end, I directly asked someone to find the mage, bought some funeral items, and did not stop the coffin for seven days, but went directly to the funeral tonight, and entered the ground for peace, and it was a hundred.
When I heard about it, I was slightly stunned, and then my brows furrowed, you don't count the time of the seedlings, and you don't see if the seedlings in your throat are not discharged, so you are buried in a hurry, even if there is nothing to do, something will happen, it's really nonsense.
As a person in the village, everyone went to help, Mr. Liu slaughtered the only big fat pig in his family, and the other villagers also brought their own tofu, wild vegetables, and so on, and invited the best cooking skills in the village to make a table of rich "tofu rice", and the men, women and children in the village all gathered, and there were special people singing and crying
As the village head, my father naturally can't be absent, while Liang Jingyan and Song Jia are at home with their mother, Yang Zier didn't come, but Da Zhuang came over.
Widow Liu's body has been put into the coffin, where is the stool, the color of the coffin is not the usual dark red, but the color of the wood, as if this coffin was prepared by Old Man Liu for himself, and he didn't have time to paint it, so the white-haired man sent the black-haired man and took it out for Widow Liu.
This coffin is very thin, very light, barely a thin coffin, the hall is lit with white soul-sending candles, there are many paper figures on both sides, two eleven or twelve-year-old children are sobbing and kneeling there burning paper money, and there is an old Taoist in a Taoist uniform standing in the living room walking around, pinching his fingers and constantly calculating something, his brows are tightly wrinkled, and he looks around from time to time, as if he has found something.
Da Zhuang and I sat on the table eating, listening to the opera, and sitting next to us were eight big men, these eight characters are the eight people who carried the coffin tonight
Their meals are slightly different from ours, chickens, ducks and fish have to be on the year, this year's is not good, this means that chickens, ducks, fish and pigs have to be raised for more than a year, which is taboo
The faces of the eight people were different, and it was the first time they had carried this kind of coffin, and they were all worried about whether something would happen.
At this moment, my face froze, I clearly saw that the roof of the foundation has been lying on the black cat for some time, as I said earlier, the black cat has the ability to suppress ghosts, and can perceive the appearance of ghosts in advance, and now the appearance of this black cat means that tonight will definitely not be peaceful.
The old man in the living room was also as pale as water, took out a few charms from his arms and pasted them on the four sides of the coffin, and finally branded them with cinnabar rope, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief
I couldn't help but shake my head when I saw it, this old way of doing things still exists, but the idea is too simple, if Widow Liu really wants to make a corpse, do you think that with a few charms and a few cinnabar ropes, you can trap it for a while, and you can't be trapped for a lifetime.
You first have to remove the qi from your throat and then seal the coffin, which is safer.
With the passage of time, the people in the courtyard slowly dispersed, leaving only the eight big men who carried the coffin, as well as some people who were related to the Liu family. ~ Good search basket color, you can read the following chapters as soon as possible