Chapter 302: Funeral Parlor
After cremating the old man, he came out to continue looking for the third paper coffin, and saw several people attending the old man's funeral discussing something together. He ignored it and pulled out the paper coffin with the staff, when the man who had just recorded a video with his mobile phone came over and said to the farmer: "I seem to have recorded something just now." Would you like to take a look? ”
"What's that?" The poor peasants were puzzled. The man started playing the video clip from his phone. After showing him the picture, there was nothing special about it, and when he asked if he had any questions, the man said, "Please take a closer look at the side of the coffin." ”
Confused, he pressed the button and played the video again. When the poor farmer in the picture was checking the label on the old man's paper coffin, an object flashed in the gap of the paper coffin, like a dry human face, because the height of the gap was limited, only a pair of deep-set eyes and high cheekbones could be seen, and he seemed to be looking up at the poor farmer, and there seemed to be a little anger in his eyes. The process was three or four seconds, and then the face was removed again, and then it disappeared.
"What's going on...... "Chanong was furious, although he had often heard of that kind of supernatural event, and he had encountered it before. But none of it scared him.
The person who recorded the video was a friend of the deceased's grandson, and he called the deceased's son and grandson and other family members to analyze what the video meant. The son of the deceased glared at Chanon and asked him if he was disrespectful to his father's body. The poor farmer hurriedly defended that he was very busy with work today, and the cremation tasks were one after another, so how could he have time to do anything else?
Although the content of the video is very supernatural, the body has been cremated, and the old man's family has to give up and leave with the old man's urn.
Hearing this, I couldn't help but ask, "Is that the hall we passed by just now, the one with a lot of khaki paper coffins?" "Gong Guangli technique.
Chanon nodded, my heart was furious, and I was afraid for a while. My mind immediately thought of the video that the business farmer said, and I thought about the time we passed by just now. Whether there are dead people lying in the paper coffin as well. The poor farmer seemed to see my thoughts, and said, "Don't be afraid, those paper coffins are empty." On such a hot day, of course, the corpse should be kept in the freezer, and only on the day of cremation can it be pulled out and piled up in that hall! ”
I breathed a sigh of relief, and the poor farmer continued to tell me.
That incident made the poor farmer panic for a while, and he was still a little uncomfortable when he went to bed at night. That night, he had a strange dream, dreaming of a skinny old man staring at him with deep-set eyes and saying to him, "Give it back, give me back ......" The old man said this sentence repeatedly, and his appearance was very similar to the face that flashed through the cracks of the paper coffin in the supernatural video during the day.
The poor farmer who was sleeping suddenly woke up, covered in cold sweat, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. I couldn't sleep in the second half of the night, so I finally managed to survive until dawn, so I called Lao Xie and asked him to help get a Buddhist card that could ward off evil spirits.
Hearing this, I asked Lao Xie, "So you went to the temple and asked for a demon exterminator from Long Po Feng for this Mr. Chanong?" ”
Lao Xie said: "Didn't I tell you just now, I was skewered in Sister Jiang's hands." ”
"Oh, yes, why did you go to Sister Jiang to string goods again?" I asked.
Lao Xie nodded, and swallowed back what he wanted to say. Chanong said angrily: "Half a month ago, I spent 20,000 baht to invite this demon slaying knife, and Mr. Xie said that it can suppress all evil spirits and ghosts. But I didn't expect that not only did it not work, but it became more and more serious! I asked him to take his things out and look at them, and Chanon pointed to the table, where I saw a small wooden cabinet with the Demon Slayer on it.
Walking to the table, I picked up the Demon Slayer Knife and looked closely, it was a very ordinary Demon Slayer Knife, about the same length as an adult's palm, the handle was wooden, carved with many patterns and charms, the blade was iron, and most of it was made of coffin nails. I have sold a lot of this kind of demon slaying knife, and from the outside, it is Long Pofeng's, and the effect is very good.
"It doesn't look like there's anything wrong with this knife." I put the knife back in the small wooden cabinet, turned around and asked Lao Xie, who didn't speak, shrunk his head and pointed at my chest. As soon as I lowered my head, the necklace of the five poisonous oils on my chest was almost gray-black. I hurriedly picked up the knife again and approached the necklace, the color was darker.
I asked, "What does this mean?" How could there be yin qi on Long Pofeng's demon slaying knife? It's impossible! ”
Chanong pointed at Lao Xie: "Then you have to ask him!" When I asked him why it was getting worse and worse when he had hired the Demon Slayer, he said, "Whenever I was on duty, there would be a muffled sound from the direction of the incineration room, as if someone was striking with his fist in the incinerator. In the past, it was fine, but when I returned to this house, either the lights were broken, or I lost things inexplicably, from mobile phones to clothes, from necklaces to rings, and I couldn't find them. Five days ago, I was on duty at night, and when I came back from the incinerator, I found that it was pitch black in the house, so I had no choice but to go to the convenience store outside to buy new light bulbs. As soon as I stepped on the chair and turned it on, I found dozens of people standing in the room, tall and short, all with blue-gray skin, just staring at me with their faces up. I was so scared that I fell down, knocked the back of my head on the table and passed out, only to wake up the next day! ”
I was covered in hair, looked left and right, and said, "This doesn't seem to indicate that there is something wrong with Lao Xie's Demon Slaying Knife." After all, this thing is not omnipotent, and it can't suppress all ghosts, otherwise it will become a panacea? It shows that the yin qi in your funeral home is too heavy, and it is very likely that the deceased is resentful, and Yu Jie refuses to leave here. ”
Lao Xie also cried with a sad face: "Yes, what Brother Tian said makes sense. ”
Chanon was furious: "There's a! Every time this happens when I am on the night shift, I have asked many times that someone else would have a safe night. And what happened last night has nothing to do with the Demon Slayer Knife? Lao Xie was silent, I asked what was the matter, and the poor farmer told me that he was not on the night shift last night, but a colleague returned home with acute enteritis, so he had to be replaced. Anyway, he usually lives in the dormitory of the funeral home, so it's a big deal to go out a few more times at night and rest for a whole day the next day. There was nothing wrong that night, he slept in a daze, was awakened by urine, his eyes were half-open, but he couldn't get up. In the dimness, I saw the door of the dormitory being pushed open, and a person walked in, and I didn't know my figure, and I didn't look like the staff of the funeral home. Chanon wanted to speak, but he only opened his mouth but couldn't spit out, and tried to sit up with support, but his whole body couldn't move except his eyes.
The man walked to the farmer's bed, looked at him for at least half a minute, then turned to the small wooden cabinet, reached out and picked up the demon-slaying knife and held it in his hand, and then returned to the bed. Because of the heat, the poor farmer was wearing only a pair of underwear and no quilt, so the man used a knife to cut the poor farmer's underwear in half, then slowly pulled it out, carried it in his hand, turned around and put the knife back in its place, and then walked out of the room.
After exhaling a few breaths, he finally woke up, already so frightened that he had wet his bed.
I have been in this business for more than two years, and I have heard a lot about customers encountering evil spirits, but this is the first time I have heard that there are ghosts in nightmares who rob people's underwear. Chanong was very angry: "You say, is it related to the Demon Slayer Knife?" ”
I thought to myself, before the demon slayer was invited, although there was a supernatural incident, it was not serious, but after the demon slaying knife was invited, the supernatural incident suddenly escalated, and maybe it would develop to what point in the future. Lao Xie said: "It's really strange, the magic power of the Demon Slayer Sword in the Azan Ancient Calendar is quite strong, how can this be?" ”
Chanon snorted: "It's really strong, and you have lured those ghosts into my room!" "I looked at this demon slaying knife, and thought to myself that the Azan ancient calendar is the name of the yellow-robed dragon woman after returning to the vulgar, before he was called the dragon woman ancient calendar, and the demon slaying knife made is extremely powerful, not to mention the evil spirits and exorcism. But as far as the poor farmer is concerned, even if it is not effective, it is unlikely to be counterproductive.
I looked closely at the blade and the hilt, and found that the gap between the two pieces of the wooden handle was relatively large, and I pinched it up and down with my hands, and it would be deformed in some places. I tried to remember that the handle of the Demon Slayer that I had sold before should be a single piece, with the center hollowed out to fit the metal blade. I asked the farmer to find a fruit knife and pried the handle of the knife open, and Lao Xie asked, "Brother Tian, what are you doing here?" ”