Although Chen Rong is a native of Xiangxi, his father left home when he was young, and he was born abroad. Because www.biquge.info has been living outside, he doesn't know much about many local customs and people in Xiangxi, such as driving out corpses, just listen to them before, after all, people who read books don't say anything strange and ghostly.

After returning to his home in Xiangxi, the villagers and neighbors all talked about this matter, there were many dead people in the war, and some family members died in a foreign land, and they sought the help of relatives and friends everywhere to transport the dead home.

At this time, the corpse chaser was the busiest, doing farm work at home in his spare time, and only going out of the mountain on foot. There were too many dead in the war, where did they come over, and for a while, the corpse driver poured into incense.

The three of them became tigers, and there were many people who talked about it, but Chen Rong was interested. Such a strange thing happened around you, why not find out?

Not to mention, Chen Rong himself found that since the fall of the Qing government, his whole person has changed. At least there is no longer any objection to new things, and curiosity is increasing.

Chen Rong, who is over fifty years old, is still strong. Every day, I walk here, ask where to ask, drink tea with neighbors, and discuss and discuss the customs and interesting things of Xiangxi. Talking to fellow villagers Lala and blowing folk legends. Chen Rong is also full of harvest, and the whole person seems quite energetic because he has something to do.

Not to mention, in a short period of time, Chen Rong generally didn't understand some things in Xiangxi. Although many of them have not been confirmed, and they are beyond people's imagination, Chen Rong did not give up, but was more eager to know more. Chen Rong read Pu Songling's "Strange Tales from Liaozhai", isn't it just to record some strange folk theories? If you record these strange stories in Xiangxi and edit them into a book, you might as well compare them.

Thinking of this, Chen Rong was a little excited in his heart! If you can really publish a book like Liaozhai, you will really glorify your ancestors.

I listened to it a lot, and I recorded it a lot. Once at home, looking at the manuscript he had recorded, Chen Rong couldn't help but have an idea. These words have a beginning and an end, and the characters and places are complete, is it really true? You must know that every rumor and legend must have its own motivation to promote its spread. If it is just a casual rumor, it will not stand the consideration of time, but some of the things recorded by Chen Rong above have a certain history.

Why not dive in?

Not long after, Chen Rong finally waited for his chance.

The boy of the uncle's family, at the age of eighteen, followed the villagers to Guangzhou to fight the world. In the past few years, he occasionally sent back letters, lived well in the army, and often sent money back home, and the whole village became a flaunt when he was mentioned.

But the good times didn't last long, and the bad news made the old uncle's house collapse, and his old watch, whom he had never met, was shot and died in a battle.

The family thought that since the person is gone, the corpse must be brought back, otherwise he will become a lonely ghost and a wild ghost, wandering in the world, unable to enter reincarnation, and committing evil.

But Guangzhou is 108,000 miles away from home, not to mention the opening of Xiangxi, it is difficult for pedestrians, and it is a hot day in June. According to the meaning of Guangzhou, cremation was sent back. Not to mention that the uncle's family disagreed, even Chen Rong scolded: how can the body be cremated into ashes.

Don't say it, no matter how much money you spend, you have to bring the third son back.

It's easier said than done. After thinking about it, Chen Rong finally discussed with his uncle's family: Please ask a master who walks on his feet?

Usually, everyone is talking about who has seen the corpse, but once it is really asked, no one knows. In the end, Chen Rong also visited and inquired, and a friend of a friend introduced a master to come over.

Chen Rong, the corpse chaser who was introduced, made a special observation out of curiosity. Around thirty years old, not tall, very thin, dressed as a Miao man, wearing a white scarf, a pair of eyes squinted like a line, but very shrewd, holding a dry cigarette in his hand, a mouthful of black teeth.

That's it for the corpse chaser? Chen Rong muttered in his heart, it's not like it! Is it really that people are not to be seen?

But for some reason, Chen Rong was very excited and nervous. Xu has heard about the corpse for so long, and now he finally wants to witness it with his own eyes.

The old uncle's family was afraid that the time would drag on for too long, so there was no doubt at all. After a hurried meeting, the price was finalized, and the corpse master picked up the address and left.

Although the matter has been hammered down, Chen Rong is always unsteady in his heart, and he feels that this matter is not too hasty. In any case, the money has been paid, and now it is only necessary to wait at home.

How long the waiting days are, for more than ten days, Chen Rong is looking forward to it every day, looking forward to it all the time, and from time to time asking his uncle's house if there is any news. And he has to show a calm and light appearance, after all, this matter is handled by himself, and it is difficult to explain if he messes up.

On this day, as soon as Chen Rong finished dinner, someone from his uncle's family came to report, saying that it had been sent to Yizhuang around the county, and the master who walked asked the family to prepare a coffin and set up an incense platform, which sent the third son home. As soon as he heard this, Chen Rong pulled out his legs and rushed to his uncle's house!

By this time it was completely dark, and it was drizzling, and the wind was blowing, with a hint of coolness.

When Chen Rong arrived, the old uncle's house was blinded by the black lights, and the birds were silent, and he couldn't even see a figure. Not only that, but there was no sound in the whole village, not even a single candle flame. The village was hidden by the night, but it stopped Chen Rong, who came in a hurry.

Standing in front of the house, Chen Rong looked around! I was a little overwhelmed for a while.

The door of the old uncle's hall is open, the door is pasted with a white condolence couplet, at the top of the door, a piece of rune paper floats gently, several white wreaths at the door are somewhat damaged, crooked, it looks particularly dazzling in this night, and the hall is pitch black.

Chen Rong tried to shout a few times, but no one answered. An inexplicable fear hits! Chen Rong didn't dare to raise his feet to move forward, as if he would fall into the dark abyss next.

Chen Rong wanted to run back, but unfortunately his feet began to disobey the call at this time, as if injected with lead. Looking at the hall in a daze, Chen Rong's back was already cold. After adjusting the whole half of the incense on the spot, Chen Rong slowly calmed down and was no longer so afraid. My breathing is much smoother, and I want to turn around and go home, but I'm really afraid that something will happen to my uncle's house.

After struggling for a long time, in the end, Chen Rong still had the courage to walk towards the hall step by step.

As soon as he stepped through the door, the first thing that entered Chen Rong's eyes was a burning lantern, and the wick was burning in the oil and making a snorting sound, flickering and dimming. There are two little paper figures standing next to the ever-bright lamp, with round blush on their faces, and with the shaking of the lamp, they seem to come to life and laugh at you.

The old uncle's family is inviting the Taoist priest to make a dojo, and the altar has been opened, and various ministries are hanging in the air, fluttering gently. Two ancient paintings of the two generals were close in front of him, and the two generals were holding a handful of golden swords in their hands, murderous, staring at them in the dark, making Chen Rong feel uncomfortable. The walls are surrounded by ancient paintings of Bodhisattvas from all sides, and because they are too dark, Chen Rong can't tell which one they are. At least it made him feel at ease, thinking to himself that there were so many bodhisattvas here, and he really had to retreat from anything.

Moving inward, the suona of the Taoist priests, duban, gongs, drums and other guys are completely placed on the altar.

But where did the people go?

Peeling back the ministry that was in front of him, a black coffin appeared in front of him, and the coffin was placed in the direction of the door. Not long after the coffin was painted, a strong smell of earth paint was pungent to the eyes. Chen Rong knew that this coffin was probably made in a hurry, and it was too sudden, and it was good to be able to do it in ten days.

Walking further, Chen Rong's heart hung up, and he found that the coffin was open, but what about the coffin lid? Has the man already sent it back? With doubts and curiosity, Chen Rong glanced inside the coffin.

But it was this glance that almost killed Chen Rong.

There was no body in the coffin at all, but there was a figure lying inside? Yes, it's a figure, and it's still moving a little! It seems that he is unwilling to be put in a coffin and wants to struggle out.

Why is it a human figure? Could it be that it is the soul that is being sent back? And what about corpses? Is the corpse chaser chasing souls? Is the nephew in the coffin a ghost?

Chen Rong's whole body was numb, and cold sweat broke out on his back, and his clothes were already soaked through. In this silent hall where the needles can be heard, a lantern, a ghost, and a person stand in a triangle.

Chen Rong found that although the "nephew" in the coffin was struggling, he couldn't get up and seemed to be trapped inside. Could it be that the master who walked on his feet did the Fa? Chen Rong thought secretly in his heart. Thinking about these clearly, Chen Rong breathed a sigh of relief, no matter if you are a ghost or a human, how can you harm people if you can't move?

Besides, no matter how powerful you are, you shouldn't be able to harm your own family. I, Chen Rong, contributed money and efforts to send you home, and you can return to your hometown, you should thank yourself.

Stabilizing himself like this, and driven by curiosity, Chen Rong became even more courageous. It's up to you to find out what the difference between a nephew who has become a ghost and a human.

Just as he was about to step forward, the sound of bells came from outside the house, which was very clear in the silent night. Then I heard footsteps, and I had arrived at the gate.

Out of his trance, Chen Rong saw that the two of them had entered the door of the hall, and they had already crossed the door and walked towards the coffin.

With the help of the lamp in the hand of the visitor, Chen Rong saw the figure inside the coffin clearly. I can't help but laugh and sigh secretly: I really scared myself, where did the ghost come from. Inside is a set of shrouds, lying open in a herringbone shape, and there is a white filial piety at the head, in the dark, with the dim ever-bright lamp flickering, it does look like a figure.

Chen Rong knows, isn't it the master who walks? Now that he's here, isn't my poor nephew back too?

Thinking of this, Chen Rong subconsciously looked at the person behind the foot-walking master. This person was wearing a blue shroud and a black hat, the silk veil fell to cover his face, and he carried a wooden box behind his back.

This is my nephew who was kicked back?

Chen Rong was very excited, and now that he thinks back, this person seemed to be dancing rhythmically with the bell when he first entered the door. Judging from all kinds of speculations, I am afraid that eight or nine will not be far from ten.

Chen Rong finally knew why his uncle's house was empty and dark. It turned out that according to the master's rules, they all avoided it. Driving the corpse back to his hometown, he was afraid that the corpse would be uncertain because of seeing the people in his hometown, and the corpse would change, and before the corpse was put into the coffin, the master who drove the corpse was not allowed to be watched. After the master finishes the Fa, the relatives can come forward to look at the last face, and finally nail the coffin and bury it.

Chen Rong wanted to leave according to the rules, but as soon as he wanted to speak, he couldn't help but wonder in his mind, this kind of corpse chasing method is usually only known to the corpse chaser himself, and others don't even have a chance to take a look, why not hide quietly and watch secretly today? Satisfy curiosity, so that when you go back to record, there are also writing, which is more authentic.

Thinking of this, Chen Rong gently moved his steps backwards and hid his body behind the cloth of the Taoist altar.

Chen Rong didn't know that when he thought he could see the truth, it made things even more confusing. A scene happened that Chen Rong couldn't let go of until he died.