The strong man carried the live chicken and the black dog to the earthen bag and laid them out, and an old man stepped forward in the procession, and by the moonlight, Pei Xia recognized that the person was the patriarch in the ancestral hall during the day.

The old man knelt on the ground and whispered something. The wind on the mountain was strong, and the howling wind was accompanied by the rooster crows that sounded from time to time, blurring the old man's voice, and Pei Xia only vaguely heard the words "rest in peace" and "forgive".

After the old man finished reading, he bowed three times to the earthen bag, got up, and then stepped forward to the second person and the third person...... Everyone knelt on the ground in turn, folded their hands, as if in silent prayer, and then bowed or kowtowed.

After everyone had passed aside, the strong man who had led the way picked up the black dog that had been tied up, pressed it in front of the dirt bag, and the knife fell in his hand, and the dog's head rolled down, and the dog's blood splattered out and sprinkled on the dirt bag. Then he did the same and disposed of the remaining roosters.

After doing all this, the villagers bowed down to each other, put the dead chickens and dogs back into their frames, and went away as quietly as they had come. This time, there was no movement of the livestock in the frame, and the whole team was even quieter, only the sound of small footsteps could be heard.

The wind whimpered, like a ghost crying bitterly. Rao is Wei Jiu has always been bold, and he also got goosebumps.

"Miss Pei, this seems to be quite evil...... Let's go back first. Seeing that everyone was far away, Wei Jiu rubbed his arms and said.

Pei Xia didn't hear it, and walked straight to the dirt bag. The dirt bag was about six feet in diameter, not tall, overgrown with weeds, and had just sprayed blood, and the smell was very heavy.

Looking at the actions of those villagers just now, it didn't look like worshipping the gods at all, but like exorcising evil spirits.

Thinking about it this way, and looking at the dirt bag in front of me, isn't it just a grave without a monument!

"Come here." Pei Xia called Wei Jiu to him, pointed to the dirt bag and said to him, "Dig it up and take a look." ”

"Isn't it? What's underneath this? There won't be any dead people, right? Even if you want to see it, can't we wait until dawn to dig it? Wei Jiu was struggling very much in his heart, on the one hand, he didn't want to show his cowardice in front of Pei Xia, and on the other hand, he was really a little afraid. He would rather face three or five gangsters, or even ten or twenty, than dig a grave in a haunted place like the one often described in his books in the middle of the night.

"You dig here first, I'll go back to the village and find a shovel to dig together."

"What?" Wei Jiu was even more panicked now, "Also, do you want me to dig here alone?!" ”

"It's okay, I'll be back soon. You make a light movement, being careful not to dig up what's underneath. ”

I didn't feel comforted at all! Wei Jiu almost cried when he looked at Pei Xia's distant back, but if he really let Pei Xia know that he was afraid of being like this, he would not be laughed to death when he turned around and told Wei Ba and them!

With a sad and indignant mood, Wei Jiu took off his sword from his waist and began to dig it up little by little.

Pei Xia actually came back not long after, of course, in Wei Jiu's heart, he felt that half a lifetime had passed.

"What did you dig up?" Pei Xia asked.

"Not yet." Wei Jiu deliberately dug very slowly, for fear that he would suddenly dig up a skeleton when Pei Xia was away, and then when he looked up, the owner of the skeleton was floating in the air staring at him coldly, asking him why he was digging his own grave.

Scared of urine is a trivial matter, and a lifetime of fame can't be ruined!

Pei Xia glanced at the progress and knew that Wei Jiu had not done a good job, but she didn't say anything. In recent years, Pei Xia has rarely gotten along with her peers, and today Wei Jiu called her a few "sisters", although it was just acting, but it also made her unconsciously regard Wei Jiu as her younger brother. When the elder sister takes care of the younger brother, let's save some face for him.

Pei Xia picked up the shovel and dug it himself, Wei Jiu was embarrassed to look at it from the side, and finally worked harder in his hands. There was no one before, but now that there are people together, he is not so afraid, and he still has the energy to be curious: "Miss Pei, is there really a dead person buried here?" Why don't you even have a monument? ”

Pei Xia didn't know, she just guessed that according to the files she saw in Peiling County, there were no murder cases reported in Laoshu Village in those years, only a few old people who died and a middle-aged man who died of illness.

Judging by the actions of the villagers, this should be a grave, but it is difficult to say whose grave. Pei Xia had a faint premonition that this person should not have appeared on the file. I didn't even dare to erect a monument, so how could I report it to the government?

"I don't know, but this person must be the key to the legend of the mountain god." The shovel suddenly touched something hard. Pei Xia stopped his movements, squatted down and carefully removed the soil below, revealing a wooden board underneath, which looked like it was mostly a coffin board.

Pei Xia and Wei Jiu worked together to dig up the soil around the coffin. Pei Xia took out the fire fold from his arms, found a few dead branches, and tied a simple torch with a strip of cloth.

She handed the torch to Wei Jiu, and jumped into the pit herself to check.

This coffin is different from ordinary coffins. According to the customs of Dayu, the funeral coffin is not nailed, generally speaking, the fourth nail is half nailed, and the last one is only lightly tapped. According to folk sayings, if a person dies and has to return to his soul, if the coffin is nailed to death, it is equivalent to nailing the soul of the deceased, then the deceased will never be able to live forever, and future generations will also die in a short life.

As a person who has been dealing with corpses all year round, Pei Xia doesn't believe in this, but whether he believes it or not, the custom is like this. And all the nails in the coffin in front of him are nailed to death, Pei Xia has seen several cases in this situation, without exception, the person who was buried did something wrong, for fear that the deceased would come back to him. However, this situation is generally a close relative of the deceased, and Pei Xia has never seen such a situation in which the whole village is involved.

How unjust does this have to be for a whole village to be so afraid?

Pei Xia said "offended" to the owner of the coffin with a serious face, and then asked Wei Jiu to come and pry up the nail with a sword. Although she does not believe in ghosts and gods, she still has to have a sense of reverence for the dead.

After all the nails were raised, Pei Xia opened the coffin lid with bated breath, she saw that Wei Jiu was standing far away and didn't remind her, but she didn't expect Wei Jiu to see her open the coffin, so she took a few steps closer curiously, and was instantly filled with the stench accumulated in the coffin. The things that Pei Xia had taught him in the village and the woman had taught him, and now he really appreciated the stench of the old corpse, and he retched while holding on to the trunk of the tree beside him.

The corpse in the coffin had already turned into white bones, and it was much better to let the wind blow for a while when the coffin was opened. Wei Jiu eased up, and his admiration for Pei Xia rose to a new height: "Do you deal with these things every day? How can this stand ......?"

"It doesn't always happen that way." Pei Xia replied casually, asking Wei Jiu to come closer with a torch. In the middle of the night, the light of the torches alone was still too dim to see very clearly, and Pei Xia could not judge the specific cause of death of the deceased for a while, but could only roughly judge that the deceased was a woman, aged between thirty and forty, and had been dead for at least ten years.

"It's not buried alive, is it?" Wei Jiu thought of the script he had read before, and he only felt creepy.

"It's not. Judging from the bones, she should have been lying on her back before she was corrupted, and she had not been turned in the coffin, and there were no traces of fingernail scratching on the lid and side walls of the coffin. ”

Even if it turned into white bones, it was possible to conduct an autopsy, but at least it had to wait until dawn, and Pei Xia didn't have tools with him. She looked at the bones inside the coffin and thought for a while, and suddenly thought about it.

"First close the lid of the coffin and bury it in the earth, so that no one will find out." Pei Xia crawled out of the pit and ordered Wei Jiu.

"Is that the end of it?" Wei Jiu asked puzzled.

"Just know the place." Pei Xia smiled mysteriously, "Next, you will help me do something......

In Laoshu Village, He Mei lay on the bed for a long time, and her mind was full of what the pair of sisters and brothers she met during the day today. Her man insisted that it was a coincidence, but seeing him like that, he felt that it was not at all! It's that woman, that's her! That's her back!

The more He Mei thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she barely fell asleep until the second half of the night.

I don't know how long it took, she felt so cold, she wanted to reach out and pull the quilt in a daze, but she didn't touch the quilt when she touched it, she was a little strange, and touched it again, not only did there be no quilt, but there was no bed!

He Mei opened her eyes suddenly, and found that she was not in her house at all. Overhead is a large tree branch, through which you can see the moonlight.

In the moonlight, a woman dressed in white sat on a small earthen bag, combing her long hair slowly, her hair falling down to cover her face, and only her hands could be seen, which were not as white as human.

Isn't this the woman's grave here, here!

He Mei screamed and tried to get up and run away, but found that her legs did not obey.

"Where are you going......" a faint voice came from front of him. He Mei looked up tremblingly, only to see that the woman at the grave was still sitting there.

"I've been dead for many years, I don't know if Ah Ruan is okay?"

He Mei still wanted to run, but when she heard her mention her son, she suddenly didn't dare to move anymore.

"It's none of Ah Ruan's business, please let him go." He Mei cried and kowtowed to the woman.

"But my revenge is not over yet, I hate it so much!" The woman's voice was not loud, but it was unusual.

"The children of the patriarch's family, the fourth uncle's family, the fifth uncle's family, and the Amin family, and the Awen family, haven't you already taken revenge? They hurt you, Brother Hao and I have never been sorry for you! ”

"But how can I look at it like this......

"If you still have any wishes, just say it, I will definitely do it for you, please don't hurt Ah Ruan."

The woman sighed: "I was about to be reincarnated, but in His Royal Highness, the judge said that I was too resentful, and that I needed someone to testify to me before I could take it seriously." I came to you this time to ask you to explain my grievances to the judge, so that I can be reincarnated as soon as possible. ”

The woman turned her head sideways to look to the side, and He Mei followed the direction of her gaze and faintly saw a dark shadow in the depths of the woods.

"You're going to have to talk to the Judge to prove that I'm not lying to him. If I can be reincarnated smoothly, you will naturally be fine, otherwise, I will fight for eternity and never be reborn, and I will not let any of you go! ”