If it were man-made, the truth would seem a little scary.

It's not man-made, but what is the purpose?

It was noon, and the sun was shining overhead, but the people standing here, except for my grandmother, didn't seem to feel the temperature, and they were shivering and shivering.

"Sister Chen, what should I do now?"

The village chief is in a hurry, there are no accidents on weekdays, and his small life is the easiest in the village, but now that something happens, he has to come out to resist.

Before, there were countless rats running to bow around the grave, and now there are eight big rats, kneeling according to the rules of the eight directions, and everyone does not dare to clean up rashly.

Grandma is a goddess, and in terms of taboos, she understands comparisons.

"This grave must be opened, but you have to get these rats out first, and you go find an old rooster that is more than a year old, and a bucket of stove ash, as fast as possible."

It's good to have a way.

The village chief and an uncle immediately rushed down the back mountain, and the rest of the people followed the grandmother's instructions to find branches and sharpen sticks, a total of eight.

There are also taboos on finding branches, it must be a dead wood facing east and can bask in the sun, and nothing else is believed.

I stayed where I was, looking at the grave surrounded by eight rats on the ground, and I couldn't imagine that I had been born next to it.

Thinking back to the rumors about me in the village, as well as the appearance of Jiang Yan on the previous two soul-losing occasions, plus the birthmark that has inexplicably appeared on my face now, I know that Jiang Yan's disappearance may really have something to do with me.

She used to be hiding and hiding, but now she suddenly blatantly killed the princess and took away my two souls, what is the purpose?

I thought again, is it really like the villagers say, she likes children, because I was born next to her grave, and I really think of me as her son? Now you're going to take me away?

Before all of this, I would just think that was.

But now, whether it is the loss of souls, or the corpse of the princess, and the appearance of rats that automatically kneel around the grave, they cannot be explained by science.

After a while, the two village chiefs brought their things.

The rooster cut off his head, and the blood poured into the ashes, and then the grandmother sprinkled the ashes around the rats, and when they were done, the ashes formed a circle on the ground.

The sharpened wooden stick, under the guidance of grandma, penetrated and poked directly into the ground from the back of a large mouse.

"Squeak......

The big rat didn't seem to be dead yet, and when it was nailed through by the wooden thorns, its prostrate head suddenly lifted, and the screams made everyone retreat in a hurry.

At this time, I saw that the eyes of the big mouse were pale white and a little cloudy, and I felt like a blind mouse.

The wooden thorn penetrated the body, and the big mouse did not struggle except for raising its head and screaming, and the grandmother asked to continue, and the village chief and others could only continue to nail it.

"Pull it up."

The village chief stepped forward and lifted the stick upward, and the body of the big rat was lifted up with him.

The strange thing is that not a drop of blood has fallen from the body of such a large mouse, and there is only dirt and no blood at the tip of the wooden thorn.

Firewood had already been prepared next to it, and eight big rats were thrown in one after another, and the pungent stench smoked everyone for a long time before they gasped.

"Excavation." Grandma stood in front of the grave and said coldly.

"Why don't you worship?" The village chief asked nervously.

The deceased is big, and the grave is dug up when people are buried, which has always been considered unlucky, and they will basically worship before breaking the ground, the purpose is to alleviate the resentment of the deceased and not stain the upper body.

Jiang Yan's death was not quiet at the beginning, and now she has come out to harm people, I can see that the village chief is still very nervous and worried, afraid that Jiang Yan will retaliate because of the disrespect of himself and others, and end up with Mrs. Wang.

In the consciousness of the village chief, grandma, as a goddess, knows more, and it should be appropriate to say something, but the fact is that grandma didn't say anything and directly let it be dug, which made the uncles, who were already a little afraid of Jiang Yan, feel inappropriate.

"It's all hurting people, what's polite? It's hard to say whether it's in it or not. ”

As soon as these words came out, the village chief glanced at each other, gritted his teeth and stepped forward to move the hoe.

Looking at my grandmother, I felt that she was angry, and she seemed to know something.

The earth was soon dug up, and the coffin, which had long since decayed, was revealed, and through a hole in the lid of the coffin, I could see a faint pair of brightly colored embroidered shoes inside, and I couldn't help but feel a little familiar.

A guess suddenly appeared in my mind.

But when I think about it, I think I'm thinking too much, and no matter how difficult things are to explain, they can't be what I think.

After the soil was thoroughly gouged open, the lid of the coffin was pried open.

Seeing the man lying in the coffin, the village and a few uncles were so frightened that they threw down their hoes and retreated, rubbing their eyes vigorously with both hands to make sure they were not mistaken.

Looking at the people inside the coffin, even if I had already guessed in my heart, I was frightened and wanted to retreat, but my feet did not obey the call and could not use my strength.

When I saw the embroidered shoes inside through the hole just now, I remembered that these embroidered shoes were the ones worn by Mrs. Wang.

I remember it so clearly because when I woke up last night and found Mrs. Wang standing in front of me, I didn't dare to look up, so I took a few more glances at the embroidered shoes on her feet.

When I saw the embroidered shoes just now, I subconsciously thought: the person lying in the coffin can't be her.

If I want to say that the grave has been moved, I still think it is very possible, but the grave collapsed, and I have not been touched with a hoe, so I overturned this idea, and felt that even if Mrs. Wang cheated the corpse, it was impossible for the corpse to penetrate the soil directly into Jiang Yan's grave.

Ideas never seem to keep up with what's happening.

The body of Mrs. Wang's son lay down in Jiang Yan's grave when the soil of the hoe and grave was not moved.

I can't think of how the body got into the grave, the coffin didn't look damaged, and it was ruled out that it could have been penetrated directly from all sides.

Suddenly, I remembered what my grandmother said before, and I felt that before digging up, she seemed to know that Mrs. Wang's body was in Jiang Yan's grave.

After the village chief came to his senses, he came to his grandmother's side, and asked in a trembling voice why Mrs. Wang's body came to Jiang Yan's grave.

Grandma didn't explain, so she asked her to get the body of Mrs. Wang up first and see what was going on at the bottom of the coffin.

I thought that there would be bones at the bottom of the coffin, but in fact there was nothing, very clean, as if no one had ever been buried in it.

What about Jiang Yan?

The cemetery was suddenly quiet, and the grandmother squatted beside the grave and looked at it for a while, and when she got up, she looked at the body of the princess, and said, "Since this is all the case, let's bury her in it." ”

Hearing that the body of Mrs. Wang was going to be buried in Jiang Yan's grave, the faces of the village chief changed on the spot, and I looked at my grandmother in surprise, unable to figure out why she buried Mrs. Wang's body back.

There are taboos in life and death.

Even though I don't know much about folklore, I know that only one person can be buried in a grave, and if two people are buried, it will cause a collision and cause something not very good.

This is the cemetery, and it is easy to dig a pit again and bury it, which feels better than burying it in Jiang Yan's grave.

The village chief, who had been patient, couldn't help it at this time, walked up to his grandmother, and said that he personally participated in the funeral of Jiang Yan, but now why is the body gone?

"What's all the fuss about the body being gone? Didn't the corpse of this princess get up and run away in the middle of the night last night? ”

The village chief was choked by his grandmother's words and didn't know what to do, probably because he thought that Jiang Yan was back now, and the body had already run away eighteen years ago. After breathing two sighs of relief, he glanced at the corpse of Mrs. Wang and said, "Sister Chen, it's not good to bury it directly, why don't we choose a new cemetery?" ”

Grandma was silent for more than a minute before she nodded slowly, and asked the coffin of Mrs. Wang to be carried over, along with three big roosters and a sheep.

In the blink of an eye, only me and my grandmother were left in the cemetery, looking at Jiang Yan's empty grave, I couldn't help but ask Jiang Yan if she ran away eighteen years ago, grandma nodded, looking at her frowning, it seemed that even she couldn't figure out that Jiang Yan's body would run away.

I can't figure it out, if Jiang Yan cheats the corpse, the corpse comes out of the grave, why is the coffin lid still nailed before? How is the grave soil still good?

At that time, because Jiang Yan was making trouble, the people in the village were very vigilant, and if there was a hole in Jiang Yan's grave, it would have been discovered by the villagers a long time ago.

The fact is that Jiang Yan's corpse seems to have disappeared out of thin air, just like the corpse of the princess who entered Jiang Yan's grave inexplicably, and it was impossible to detect it if she didn't dig it up.

It didn't take long for the village chief and others to find what they needed.

Grandma walked to the corpse of Mrs. Wang with a rooster in her arms and placed the rooster directly on Mrs. Wang's chest.

The rooster seemed to know that there was a corpse under his feet, and jumped away with a panicked cry, and the grandmother snorted, grabbed the rooster that jumped away, grabbed a yellow talisman from the cloth bag he carried with him, and recited a spell around the chicken's head.

After the spell was recited, the grandmother stuffed the yellow charm into the rooster's mouth.

Then, as soon as she let go of her hand, the was like a stone, and it fell straight on the chest of the princess with a bang, motionless.

"Chicken Fixing!"

The village chief exclaimed from the side.