Chapter 114: Funeral
"Demonic spirit?" Dongdong looked nervously, "Why didn't I see it?" ”
"Nonsense, of course you can't see it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Edamame raised his feet and walked inside.
As soon as you enter the village, the sky immediately darkens, and the sarcophagus village is built against the foot of the mountain, and the gray mist on the mountainside fills the entire mountain village.
Dongdong raised his head in surprise, "It's too cloudy this day!" It's noon, why is the sun gone if it says no. ”
Edamame said in a deep voice: "This is a demonic spirit, be careful, there must be a big demon nearby." ”
In the village, the doors of every house were closed, and the two walked from the head of the village to the end of the village, no one saw it, and they were wondering, when suddenly from a courtyard not far away, there was a sound of squirming and crying.
The two glanced at each other, followed the sound, and entered the courtyard of a house, and as soon as they stepped into the courtyard gate, they saw a roll of straw mats on the ground in the courtyard, and a person was wrapped in it, and only two feet could be seen exposed.
A woman knelt next to her and cried weakly, and more than a dozen villagers next to her, all of them were also in low spirits, as if they hadn't woken up.
Seeing the two edamames, everyone was obviously stunned for a moment, and an old man in his sixties came over, staring at the dark circles under his eyes, looking them up and down.
Before he could speak, Edamame said, "We are the police, we are here to investigate a case, and I hope you will cooperate." ”
Dongdong behind him was stunned for a moment, secretly stabbed him, and whispered: "It's illegal to pretend to be a public official." ”
As soon as everyone heard that they were policemen, their vigilance was relaxed, and the old man said slowly: "I am the village chief here, what do I have to help?" ”
Edamame smacked his lips and said, "Why is there no one in your village?" ”
The village chief replied: "There are not many people in our village, and the young people have gone to the city to work, so only those of us who can't walk are left, guarding one acre and three points of land, eating and waiting for death." ”
Edamame glanced at the crowd and found that they were all over fifty or sixty years old, and their eyes were glazed, and they immediately had a number in their hearts.
He walked over to the straw mat and squatted down, looked inside, and found that it was a man in his fifties, his face was blue and black, and he had been dead for a long time, and immediately asked, "What's wrong with this person?" ”
The village replied, "Wrapped in straw mats, what else can happen, of course it's dead." ”
"I'm asking how he died."
"I fell while I was working, and I fell on my stomach in the paddy field and drowned."
Edamame and Dongdong looked at each other in shock, the water in the paddy field can also drown people?
"Then why not put it in a coffin?"
The village chief replied: "Our village is poor, and a coffin costs at least several thousand, where can we afford it, anyway, they are all croppers, let's go to the soil." ”
Seeing that Maodou didn't speak, the village chief gave him two looks, and said, "Okay, if you two are fine, we will bury the people first, otherwise it will not be good to miss the auspicious time." ”
The village chief beckoned to the two people next to him, lifted them up with the straw mats, and walked towards the outside of the courtyard, and the woman kneeling next to him quickly got up, sobbing and following behind.
Edamame took two steps out of the way, stared closely at the two people carrying the corpse, and found that the person who walked in front of him and lifted his feet seemed to be struggling, grabbing the two feet outside the straw mat hard, and his waist could not be straightened, but the person behind him looked up very easily.
Edamame whispered to Dongdong: "The feet are sinking, the corpse is disturbed, this corpse is ...... I'm afraid there's a problem. ”
Dongdong's face froze, and he looked at Edamame, but Edamame stopped talking and raised his heel behind the team.
After leaving the village, the funeral party walked along a path and came to an open field at the foot of the mountain. Edamame looked around and found that there were many graves around, which should be the ancestors of the village.
The village chief raised his hand and shouted, "Stop!"
The people stopped and laid the mats on the ground.
The village chief said to the crying woman: "His second sister-in-law, let's mourn and change, this is a good place by the mountains and rivers, and Guoming will bless you after being buried here." ”
The woman wiped her tears and nodded slightly.
The village chief walked back and forth a few steps in the vicinity with his hands behind his back, pointed to a clearing, stepped on it with his foot, and said, "That's it, dig it." ”
Several villagers stepped forward with shovels, and in a short time, a tomb was dug.
Under the command of the village chief, the corpse wrapped in a straw mat was lifted again and was about to be lowered into the grave.
Edamame walked up at this time and said, "This person can't be buried." ”
Everyone looked back at the young policeman in surprise, and some of them were obviously starting to look a little unkind.
Dongdong leaned up, secretly tugged at his clothes, and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense, be careful of being beaten." ”
The village chief frowned, looked at Edamame, and said impatiently: "Comrade policeman, this person died accidentally, and you have to take care of this matter?" ”
Edamame replied calmly: "We don't care if we die accidentally, but the deceased has a demonic aura on his body and can't be buried." ”
What the! His words caused an uproar in the crowd at the funeral.
Rural people are superstitious, and they believe in ghosts and gods the most, especially when they are at funerals, and they are very taboo to hear such words, especially if the deceased died by accident, which is even more unlucky.
Especially the crying woman, as soon as she heard Edamame say that his man had demonic energy, she immediately screamed and was about to pounce desperately, but was pulled back by the villagers next to her.
"Young man, don't think that you can talk nonsense if you are a police officer! Keep your mouth shut! The village chief snorted coldly, took two steps forward to block in front of the woman, and glared at Edamame, "That's right! What about your documents? Take it out and show me. ”
Dongdong saw that the atmosphere was not right, and hurriedly came up to play a round, "Uncle, we went out in a hurry today and didn't bring our documents, hehe...... You're busy, you're busy. ”
The village chief shook his head, not wanting to entangle with them anymore, turned to the villagers carrying the corpses and said, "The auspicious time has come, bury!" ”
Edamame still wanted to stop it, but was pulled back by Dongdong and whispered: "Don't say it, or you really have to be beaten, didn't you say that this corpse can't be buried, let's watch it first, and when they know it's powerful, you can make a move." ”
Edamame thought about it too, so he stopped talking and stood aside with his arms in his arms.
The corpse was put into the tomb, and the villagers turned around to find that they had not left yet, and their faces were a little unsightly, so the village chief ignored them, took out a crumpled piece of yellow paper from his arms, and read it aloud according to the small words on it.
Edamame listened to it, and it was nothing more than some words of bliss in the afterlife, blessings and blessings.
A few minutes later, the village chief finished reading, and with a wave of his hand, the villagers next to him raised their shovels and began to dig into the soil.
But everyone found that something was wrong, and the excavated soil was almost half filled in, but even the straw mat had not been covered.
"What's going on!" The village chief stood beside the grave and found that no matter how much he poured soil into the pit, the straw mat wrapped in the corpse was half exposed from the soil, as if it were floating on the water, and it could not be buried.