I walked a few steps to the mound, took a closer look, and then stepped on the soil of the mound a few times. The soil is very loose and feels as if it has just been turned over. Now that the weather is so cold, if no one had touched it since last night, this grave bag should have frozen hard a long time ago.

This also made me even more convinced that the grave of the article had been moved.

I didn't have any tools to dig the grave, so I wanted to go to the edge of the village to see if I could hire a few people to help, and I was just turning to walk towards the village, when I saw a man coming from the direction of the village with a hammer on his hand. We just looked at each other.

The man looked at me for a moment, then his eyes clearly glanced at the grave of the article, and then he dropped his iron hammer and turned his head and ran. Array of spitting skills.

I didn't say a word, and immediately chased after him.

He didn't run as fast as I did, and before I could get into the village, I caught up with him and grabbed him by the collar.

"What are you running?" I asked out loud.

"You let go! Let me go! He shouted as he shook his arm hard to open my hand.

I simply raised my hand and grabbed his wrist and squeezed it on his back. He suddenly let out an "oops" in pain, and then leaned his back back. pouted and begged for mercy again and again: "I'm not running, I'm not running, light!" It's going to break, tap! ”

I pushed him forward hard and let go of my hand. The man was pushed forward by me. I almost fell to the ground.

"If you dare to run again, it won't be so easy for me to let you go!" I warned him.

"Don't run, definitely don't run!" The man shook his head again and again, and really stood there obediently, with no intention of running away.

"You're going to dig a grave, aren't you? You stole the coffin? I asked.

"Please don't call the police, let's be private, okay? Someone else hired me to do it. The man's heart is empty.

"I just want to ask you something, if you tell the truth, not only will I not call the police, but I will also give you money, you see this thing is okay, right?" I said.

The man seemed to think that something was wrong with his ears, his eyes widened suddenly, and then he blinked twice, "I...... You...... It's true? Really give me back the money? ”

I nodded, then took twenty dollars from my jacket pocket and handed it to him, "That's a deposit." If you can satisfy me, I will give you more money! ”

The man took the money, then nodded again and again and said, "You ask, I'll say anything!" ”

"Did you dig the grave of the article?" I got straight to the point and asked.

"Yes."

"Who hired you?"

"One...... A woman. ”

"Don't wait for me to ask and answer, the matter of digging the grave is all explained in one breath!" I commanded.

"Okay, okay, all said. It was probably the middle of the night yesterday when a woman hired me to dig a grave, and when I was done, I took the coffin to the highway entrance, and she sent a car to carry it away. He said no more, and stared at me as if waiting for me to judge how much his words were worth.

"That's it?" I asked.

"I didn't ...... Gone! He shook his head vigorously.

"Nothing, nothing more! Who is the man who hired you to dig the grave? And where is the body in the coffin? ”

"I don't know! The corpse is in the grave! ”

"You don't know? You don't know what grave she arranged for you to dig? Hurry up and tell the truth. Or I'll call the police! With that, I took out my phone and threatened him.

He hurriedly reached over and pressed my phone down, and then said with a bitter face: "I know, even if I know, I have been helping her dig the coffin, she opened a coffin shop in the city." I'll help her do it here...... Do the work of recycling. I only know her phone number, I don't know what her name is, this time it's absolutely true! ”

I stared at his face for a moment, and it felt like he hadn't lied to me.

"So the body is really in the grave?" I asked.

"Yes, it's in the grave, just throw it inside."

"Then why are you digging with a shovel? What else is there to recycle? ”

"It's not! I want to ...... I was trying to burn that body, that thing felt ...... It doesn't feel right. ”

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I ...... This ......" he began to grind again.

"Do you still want money? If you have anything to say, hurry up and say it, why are there so many concerns? I urged impatiently.

"I say, I say! It was the coffin, and when I dug it out, I heard movement inside the coffin, thump, as if someone was knocking on it. I've been doing this coffin collection job for more than a decade, but I've never encountered anything like it. Last night after I went to bed I had a strange dream that I was chasing people around with an axe and cutting people, and there was fire around me. I thought it was evil, so I was going to dig up the body and burn it. He said.

"Who told you that it would be useful to burn the body?" I asked.

"Someone in my family used to rob tombs, and I remember saying that when they came across the bones of an evil spirit, they would sprinkle some salt and burn all the bones, and they would be fine. You see, I have all the things that burn the bones. So saying, he reached out and took out a large bag of salt from the inside of his coat, and a small flask, and a packet of matches.

This time he must have really not hidden anything, I also took out another hundred yuan from my pocket and handed it to him, and said to him, "You give me the phone number of the female owner of the coffin shop, and then we will go to dig up the body together, I want to see what the situation is." ”

The man was about to reach out to take the money, but he was so frightened by my last sentence that he retracted his hand, and I quickly told him that I really wanted to see what was buried in the grave, and I promised that I would never call the police, and even if I went to the female owner of the coffin shop, I would never mention anything about the village.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally I gave him an extra 100 as labor fees, and then he agreed to take me with him to dig the grave.

It gets dark early in the winter, and it gets dark fast, and it was only gray when I was standing at the grave, and by the time we went back, it was already dark.

The man was also prepared, he carried a flashlight, and the front of the flashlight was covered with a layer of cloth, which could not only provide lighting, but also prevent people from far away from seeing the light. It can be seen from this flashlight that he is indeed a veteran in this industry.

He dug the pit very quickly, and after a while, the big dirt bag was dug up, and after ten minutes, the grave bag became a grave pit, and after a few more diggings, the body was finally revealed.

He didn't dig any further, but took the salt and sprinkled it on top of the corpse, then took the jug and poured the alcohol into the grave. And just as he was about to climb out of the pit, the half-buried corpse suddenly moved! A dry hand like a dry wood grabbed the man's foot and neck.

"Ahh Ahhh ”

He was so frightened that he screamed, and then crawled out of the grave with his hands and feet, and I hurried over and dragged him.

He didn't break free of the withered hand, and as he crawled out of the grave, he dragged the half-buried body out of the earth.

It's a zombie!

The article turned out to be a zombie without a soul!

It didn't take much effort to deal with this thing, and I took out a talisman and slapped it on the zombie's head, and he immediately let go of his hand, and then fell into the grave, both hands desperately clutching at his head, but he didn't dare to touch the talisman. I took out another talisman and threw it into the grave, shouting "Flowing fire" at the same time.

The rune paper burst into flames, and the alcohol in the grave was ignited along with it.

The zombie struggled in the fire for a while and then fell, but I didn't take it lightly, and the first few times the fire started and then caused evil spirits, so I always kept an eye on the surrounding dynamics to prevent any emergencies. But this time I really seemed to be worried, the fire was gradually extinguished in the grave, and no other ghosts were seen from the beginning to the end.

When there wasn't a single spark left in the grave, I jumped into the pit and examined the dried corpse.

It was indeed a corpse that we had dug up when we opened the coffin earlier, and the police took some of the limbs back to extract DNA, and this dried corpse was indeed missing some limbs. We didn't see any movement when we dug up the corpse before, so from now on, the problem is still in the coffin, especially the strange shape on the coffin.

Just as I was thinking about it, Brother Onion's phone called.

It was just in time, so I quickly picked up the phone and asked him if he had figured out where the figure was coming from.

Brother Onion really didn't disappoint me, he told me that the array was indeed not Chinese.

He asked a British exorcist friend to help him, according to the British friend, this array is used to summon demons, and seal the souls of the dead, the most common weapons on the ancient battlefield in the Middle Ages demon wizards will retrieve the weapons of the dead warriors, and engrave this demon array on it, the souls of the dead warriors will come back to life, and take up the weapon as the undead warrior and return to the battlefield, and the souls of those who were killed will be imprisoned on the weapon, and eventually form an army of the undead.

The British friend's statement sounded the same as the content of a Hollywood fantasy movie, but he then translated it for me in a very Chinese way.

Probably the meaning is that Taoism talks about borrowing corpses to return souls and borrowing things to return souls, and this demon array is obviously a kind of borrowing things to return souls. Someone used a double-edged axe to bring back the soul of the article, and then the article killed people everywhere and detained the soul of the killed, according to the Chinese saying is a ghost detaining the soul!

Now, although the dead souls of the article have passed away, there are still many headless ghost souls imprisoned in the axe, and as long as the axe is not removed, the fire decapitation will continue to occur.

The axe kept in the police station was a worn, brightly colored axe, and both the one in the article's hand and the one I saw this morning was jet-black. Now it seems that in addition to the one kept by the police, there is another black double-edged axe, and as long as this axe is found, all the problems will be solved.

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