I went back to the funeral man's house before, the owner saw me back, and asked me why I left before, I said that I remembered that I had just bought cigarettes and forgot to give money, so I quickly went to pay them back, and he nodded and said that I was quite naïve.

It's not that I'm idle, it's that there are no hotels in the village where I can stay, so I have only three options.

Either sleep in the wilderness, sleep on the streets, or come and spend the night chanting. After thinking about it, the third way is the best, at least there can be a lot of people around.

There are a lot of people chanting the scriptures here, plus I have twenty of them, and we knock on the wooden fish to chant the scriptures together, but the sound of everyone chanting the scriptures is not loud, a bit like a broken chant. I looked at these people suspiciously, and saw that they were all chanting sutras with their eyes closed, and their eyelids were not raised at all. At this time, I subconsciously went to look at the mourning hall, and the incense was lit again, but this time it was not three, but four, which looked particularly awkward. I've never seen anyone who lights four cigarettes to incense a dead person, and it's strange to think about it.

The master sat on the chair, always with a very anxious look, from time to time to see the incense in the mourning hall, and then lit it when it was extinguished, but it was always four.

In the evening, a monk came to the house. Seeing the monk, the master's face immediately relaxed, and he respectfully welcomed the monk in. I saw the monk walk to the coffin, take out a few mirrors from the wide coarse cloth clothes, and place them in the four corners of the coffin, facing the coffin. From me, I could see the mirror in the upper left corner of the coffin.

And when I saw it, I couldn't help but open my eyes wide.

Because in that mirror, it turned out to be empty, and it didn't shine on this coffin at all!

The coffin was as if it had evaporated in a mirror, but it was real in front of us. I saw the monk shake his head, and then he took a mirror and looked at each person's face.

I wondered, what the hell is this for?

The mirror looked at a person, and it was normal, but when it came to me, it was wrong.

In this mirror, I can't even see me, this scene makes me can't help but touch my face, I obviously exist so really, but there is no figure in the mirror.

The monk immediately showed me a gentle smile: "Little brother, can you do me a favor?" ”

"No, I'm leaving."

I quickly shook my head and walked outside, and the man immediately rushed over and grabbed my hand and begged me for help. He said that as long as I was willing to help, he could give me 20,000 yuan.

This sentence made me hesitate, and I was very moved. Because my parents farm for a year, they almost have an income of more than 10,000 yuan, and when I work outside, it is only 24,000 yuan a year, which is already half a year's income for my family.

The monk put his hand on my shoulder, and he whispered, "Little brother, I can promise you that I will not put your life in danger. ”

Hearing him say this, I was a little relieved, but I still said, "Monks don't talk nonsense, you must not just talk." ”

"Of course, I don't talk about it."

I calmed down and asked the monk what he wanted me to do. He asked me to sit cross-legged in front of the coffin and whispered to me, "If you see that this coffin is missing, it means that there is a bad spirit, and the owner of the coffin does not want us to see it." And you can't see it, it's because you have yin qi in your body, and I don't ask why you have yin qi, just a routine thing just now, to see if there is anyone who can help, and the result is just to choose you. Just sit here and I'll tell you to do things. ”

I nodded, it's better to act on your own than to be commanded. The monk said that the girl in the coffin died unjustly and couldn't close her eyes, so someone had to help her close her eyes. I'm a little curious at this time, if I really want her to close her eyes, what are you doing with so many bowls with nails outside? Before I came out, Jiang Xiu clearly told me that when I encounter a bowl with nails, I must run far, but unfortunately I have nowhere to run now. Actually, I can run home, but I'm afraid of cutting off Jiang Xue's clues.

I sat cross-legged in front of the coffin and recited the sutras, and the monk sat next to me, and he told me to keep reciting the sutras and said to me in detail: "The female deceased in this coffin was wrong half a year ago. Every night I had to go out for a night walk, and when I came back, I kept giggling, asking her what was wrong, she never said, and then went back to her room to sleep. As she sleeps, she can also be heard laughing eerily from her room. Then she got thinner and thinner, worse and worse, and just this morning she couldn't get through it. ”

"You can't get through this morning, and everything is ready?" I said with some surprise.

He motioned for me to continue chanting, and said in a deep voice: "You have a feeling similar to her, bear with it first, and stay here." I'm going to ask for directions tonight, and I'll be able to help a little then. ”

I don't know what he meant by asking for directions, but I knew it wasn't a good thing.

When it was night, the monk ordered everyone to go out, and only me and him were left in the house. I wondered what he was doing and he said that too many people would disturb the deceased. Then he lit three sticks of incense and inserted them in the mourning hall, sat cross-legged on the ground and recited the scriptures, and I followed him to recite the scriptures.

After a while, a cat barked at the door, and I turned my head in confusion, but the monk suddenly said, "Don't look back." ”

But it was too late, and I turned my head, and saw four black cats gathered at the door, their eyes looking straight at the coffin, and their mouths grinning from time to time, as if someone was taking prey on food.

The monk sighed and said softly, "It's broken." ”

I turned my head in confusion, my heart couldn't help beating hard, and the incense that was burning just right, the one in the middle was inexplicably broken.

I knew that something was wrong, so I hurriedly scolded the monk angrily: "You can't turn your head like this, why didn't you tell me earlier." Wait until I turn my head and say, "Why did you do this?" ”

"I'm sorry, but I didn't think it through, and I can still remedy ......," the monk said apologetically, "Now it has attracted the attention of the black cat, and it is a big murderer." Remember to just chant the scriptures and never interrupt whatever happens. ”

I was so frightened that I simply closed my eyes and recited the scriptures. It didn't take long for me to feel something stuffy rubbing my hands, it should be a black cat, I subconsciously opened my eyes and found that a black cat was sitting in my arms, but its eyes were looking at the coffin.

The monk's mantra is getting faster and faster, and I have never heard the mantra he recites before. There were three black cats, who had jumped on the coffin at some point, and they did not lie on it, but stood upright, as if their muscles were stiff.

At this time, there was the sound of footsteps behind me, and I thought that I couldn't look back, so I endured it. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, a figure passed by, and it turned out that a little girl had walked into the mourning hall.

She was carrying a small flower basket full of white chrysanthemums. She put the white chrysanthemums on the coffin, and she didn't hide from the black cat, and the black cat didn't avoid her.

I wanted to tell the little girl to leave quickly, but the monk suddenly poked me in the shoulder, and he didn't stop chanting, and pointed to the little girl's feet.

I looked at the little girl's feet suspiciously, she was wearing a pair of worn sneakers, she was a very simple girl. I couldn't see any difference between her feet and a normal little girl's feet, but the monk poked me hard a few times and motioned for me to take a closer look.

I stared at the little girl's feet and refused to look away, at this time the little girl put a row of white chrysanthemums, went around to put another row, her trouser legs were pulled up because of the big movement, I was so shocked that I almost chuckled in my heart, and almost forgot to chant the scriptures.

I saw that on this little girl's leg, there was a very black and deep paw print, this paw print looked very familiar, just like the claw print I was caught in that broken house.

Thinking of Shi Rongrong, I couldn't help but tremble a little when I chanted the scriptures, the little girl innocently placed another row of white chrysanthemums, and after arranging, she came to us seriously and asked us for money, saying that a basket of white chrysanthemums was two hundred yuan.

The monk kept chanting, took out the money from his pocket and handed it to the little girl. I looked straight at the paw prints on the little girl's legs, and then at the coffin, for fear of missing something.

After chanting for a while, the monk got up and went to the toilet, leaving me alone in the lobby to recite the scriptures.

Suddenly, when the monk disappeared from my sight, a voice came from the coffin, which made me creepy and startled.

The old, hoarse voice.

"It's a ...... to deliver rice"