So, I got up too, wanting to go to the toilet with him, but I didn't want to go out, and I saw another man in the corner where the tribute was kept, and I was much more awake tonight than last night. The man was squatting there, his hands seemed to be holding something and gnawing, this man was shirtless and barefoot, only a pair of shorts, and it was clearly his cousin. This kid actually secretly got up in the middle of the night to steal tribute and eat! I thought, you're too unrighteous, why don't you call me for this kind of thing?

I tiptoed behind him, only to see that he was holding the chicken that had been pasted with paper during the day and was moving back and forth around his mouth, and the hand kept tearing at the chicken, but nothing was torn off, and then he brought the empty hand to his mouth, and his mouth kept chewing, as if he was enjoying eating.

What was he doing? I didn't realize that he was doing something that any normal person wouldn't do, and instead reached out and slapped him the back of the head. "Cousin, what are you doing!"

My cousin was slapped like this, and immediately turned to look at me, and I saw that his face was completely distorted, and the smile made me feel creepy, and his mouth was still chewing. Suddenly, I started to get scared, and I felt that the person in front of me was not my cousin.

"Ahh When the lights in the big house were turned on, only me and my cousin, who had passed out in the corner, had a plate of papier-mâché chickens in front of him.

Grandma picked up his cousin and pinched and slapped, after tossing for a while, he finally woke up, but as soon as he woke up, he shouted that his stomach hurt, and he rolled over and over on the bed in pain, and a rash began to appear on his body, one big piece after another, and the person began to have a fever.

I explained the origin of the plate of chicken pasted with paper, my grandfather didn't have time to blame me, hurriedly put on his clothes and went out to find someone, at dawn, Cha Wenbin came back with his grandfather, at that time my cousin was already burned unconscious, and began to talk nonsense.

Cha Wenbin poured a bowl of water into his cousin, and after a while, his cousin began to vomit, and what he spit out was not the dinner he had last night, but a lump of black things......

He prescribed a few more pieces of Chinese medicine for his grandfather to catch, and his grandmother was worried that I would have something to do with it, Cha Wenbin smiled and said that he would be fine no matter how much tribute he ate.

The people who open the coffin shop will inevitably get dirty things, so these tributes are also left for them, and the host's family only asks for peace, you can eat and drink as much as you like, but don't come to make trouble. Behind this door is for those who are going to die before they die, and some people are more demanding, and they have to pick a suitable coffin for themselves after death, and they usually come to inspect, so this door is not open for the living, but for the dead, and those tributes are prepared for them.

My cousin and I went to steal food because we were gluttonous, so we suffered evil, because I had a copper coin seal and a hundred ghosts were inviolable, and my cousin was not so lucky. Since then, my cousin has never eaten chicken again, and until now, he will still be sick whenever he sees chicken feathers, presumably because the nausea of the year has continued to this day.

When I was a child, my parents were busy and stayed at my grandmother's house all the year round, so I can say that I spent most of my childhood at his house. My grandfather sometimes told me some stories he encountered in his spare time, and I was happiest when I sat on his lap in the summer and listened to him tell stories, those stories were true and false, and more of them were real encounters in his life.

The most particular thing about the coffin is the wood, the biggest wish of the old people in the past is to find a few good coffin materials, the rich will find a way to spend a lot of money to buy, the rich will use nanmu or mahogany, and a little bit will also use cypress, most of the ordinary people are using fir wood, and they carry the axe into the mountains to cut down, the bigger and straighter the better. Because of this shop, my grandfather will also collect the materials for storage, because there are also many people who buy spot directly.

My grandfather and I went to collect the material a few times, and the material was removed from an old house, which is a hardwood, which can make a better coffin. Usually a house, that is, the wooden beams on the few pieces of this kind of good wood, when building the beams, will take the ink fountain line to play, it is said that in addition to ensuring that the wood is straight, it can also play a role in warding off evil spirits.

The price of this hardwood was already very high at that time, and ordinary people could not afford it, but the price given by the owner of this house was not high. My grandfather happily thought that he had picked up a big bargain, paid a deposit, and agreed to send a car to pull wood in a few days.

A good coffin will never be sold, especially this old hardwood, straight and straight enough to be the thickness of a bucket, rich people have already said hello to their grandfather, who doesn't want to die when the scenery is beautiful. My grandfather calculated that if these pieces of wood were made into coffins, he could earn five times as much, and it would be enough to do this one job a year.

On the appointed day, my grandfather found a tractor and dragged it back, and the top beam was placed in the yard. After my grandmother took a rag and gently wiped off the layer of ashes, the material was still as bright as new, you must know that it was an old house.

There were a lot of onlookers, and soon someone came up with a price, and the price was raised higher and higher with the atmosphere of the scene. The so-called good wood is hard to find, who doesn't want to die for a thousand years without rotting and rotting for ten thousand years? In the end, my grandfather got an offer that could almost be called sky-high at the time.

These pieces of wood were processed overnight, and the cut wood was much more than enough to make a coffin, and my grandfather was reluctant to lose it. Because he had made furniture himself in the early years, he made a small chair out of the leftover wood. Years later, it was this chair that ended his life.

At that time, the buyer of this coffin was a well-known businessman in the town, riding the wave of reform and opening up, this person relied on the operation of chemical fertilizers and pesticides to make a fortune, and then invested in timber and building materials, once monopolized the supply of building materials in several towns within a radius, and opened several factories at home.

After the coffin was happily pulled back by him, it was not lacquered or placed in the warehouse, but was carried by this guy to his big house as an ornament. This person has been dealing in timber for many years, and he knows that this kind of wood is precious, and it can be said that it is difficult to find. Whenever someone visits, he will definitely take someone to see the coffin, and those who know how to see it are strange, and those who don't understand will also praise the price of this material.

His family is naturally dissatisfied with such a big coffin placed at home, and anyone who sees it will panic in their hearts, but this rich man is the master of the house, he likes it, and others can do it.

He has an old mother in his family, who is 80 years old, an old man from the Republic of China era, who eats fasting and recites Buddha all the year round, and does not leave home. One day, the old lady got up at night to relieve herself, and when she went into the big house, her feet slipped, and her body did not stand firmly. The head hit the edges and corners of the coffin impartially, and the blood in the melon seeds of the head spurted out like paint, and most of the carved "Shou" character in front of the coffin was dyed red.

The old lady died like this, this rich man is also a filial son, the old lady believed in Buddhism before her death, he spent a lot of money to invite a group of monks in the temple to chant the scriptures, tossed for three days and finally finished, but the blood stains on the coffin could not be wiped clean.

Originally, something happened to this thing, it must have been a bad omen, but this person loves wood like life, and he just let people carry it upstairs to the attic to store it. Since then, the family has been awakened in the middle of the night by the sound of footsteps in the attic.

After a long time, his wife and children couldn't stay any longer, so he moved back to his parents' house, leaving him alone to guard the big house. This person has been wandering for half his life, and his courage is naturally big, taking advantage of the fact that there is no one at home, he copied a kitchen knife and squatted in the corner of the attic that night, thinking that if the old lady stayed here and refused to leave, it would be fine, and he would be a lonely ghost and a ghost.

On the third day, his son came back to get his clothes, and when he opened the door, he found that the house was empty, and called out to his father a few times, but no one answered. The neighbors next door said that they had never seen him go out, and his son had a hunch in his heart that something had happened to his father.

To say that there is indeed telepathy between this father and son, he rushed up to the attic, and when he went upstairs, he was dumbfounded, his father was hanging on the beam, his face was blue, his tongue was long, and the filth of the place was suffocated.

The man was hanged with the same hemp rope that carried the coffin upstairs that day, and the coffin was directly below him. The two of them had only been gone for three months, and they both died, and it was only then that someone persuaded his son to find a master to take a look.

Who is this master? Who doesn't know Cha Wenbin within a radius of hundreds of miles, people found my grandfather, and then asked him to find Cha Wenbin.

Cha Wenbin also came, entered the house to take a look, and immediately let people drag the coffin out, and only said two words: "It's burned!" ”

This coffin is not of ordinary value, and the rich man's son also knows wood, so he pulls this thing into the provincial capital, and finds a random buyer, then he can exchange it for a high-end imported car. He was reluctant to do so, if it weren't for the fact that his father had been using it for the burial in person, he would still want to make some money.

Cha Wenbin just said to the son of the family: "If you don't believe it, go and check the source of the material of this coffin, whether this coffin is used for burial or put, your family will not have a day to stop." ”

Although he was skeptical of Cha Wenbin's words, it was true that two people died in the family, so he invited his grandfather to confront him that day. Grandpa naturally told the truth, saying that the old materials on other people's houses were removed, and Cha Wenbin immediately said that he should quickly find the seller, this material came from the wrong way, and he had died.

How did he die? Cha Wenbin said that someone had hanged on this material, and there was more than one, it was hung in rows, and there were too many grievances. This snow cypress is originally extremely dense, and once the resentment enters, it is not easy to disperse, and whoever keeps it will be a scourge.

The next day, the seller was brought over by the villagers, and the people first said that they didn't know, and then finally told the truth under the threat of sticks:

The house was a long time old, handed down from his ancestors, but it had never been inhabited because it was haunted.

The ancestors of that family are also considered to be a big portal, and they have been brilliant for a while, and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom came in the year when the long hair came in, and a total of six of his ancestors were humiliated and all hanged in the old mansion. His grandfather was a concubine, born to a concubine, and he was born secretly by humiliation, and in his generation, the old house was almost destroyed, so he demolished it.

It is absolutely not okay to use this hanged wood to beat a coffin, it is like using a rope that has strangled a person to make a trouser belt, and this thing will be better if it is left at home. After knowing the truth, the man also returned the money, and the coffin was burned on the spot, and the matter passed.

This matter was handled by Cha Wenbin back then, so he remembered it very clearly.

These two things, Cha Wenbin can naturally see the doorway, he has done too much in vain, and the rope is indeed as the girl said, the problem is very big, but that rope alone is not enough to cause so many troubles. The terrible thing is that they are indeed unlucky, the stopped carpentry factory is full of scraps, but they have picked these two pieces of wood!

When the rope that has hanged a person touches the wood that carries the dead, it is not an ordinary thing. The hanging is on the wood, and with the two pieces of wood that have already died, this is the Yin Tribulation, which is the combination of the two things that kills people, but each of them has had a human life before.

This Hong Kong businessman can be said to be unlucky to his grandmother's house!