The thunder flashed, and the people hanging on the beams in the house were suddenly reflected, and the corpses were hung on a rainy night, looking miserable and terrifying. It was probably an old man, with his messy hair gray, his head bowed, hanging rigidly from the beams of the house with a rope, the rain and the wind blowing in through the broken windows, and the corpses on the beams shook gently.

Looking at the corpse on the beam, I even had the illusion that it would suddenly raise its head the next moment.

"Peace of mind." Lei Zhenren's hair was completely drenched, his expression was a little relaxed, and he also looked at the rickety corpse blown by the wind through the window, and said: "Absolutely yes, as long as there is thunder in the sky, nothing will dare to do anything on the ground, it's safe, it's okay for us to go to the house and sleep." ”

Lei Zhenren is a person from Yinshan Dao, and he has more experience in these things than me, and I am also relieved to listen to his words. But while I was talking to Lei Zhenren, the big-headed Buddha glanced around the room without saying a word, then raised his leg and kicked off the rotten door panel, walked slowly around the room, and finally stopped next to the corpse on the beam, and looked up.

"Boy, get out of your glowing tube." The big-headed Buddha didn't reply: "The old miscellaneous hair surnamed Lei, your eyes are?" Can't see anything? ”

I took out a flashlight, turned it on and shone it towards the corpse, I don't know if this is the old helper in the transformation field, in short, he is very old, and the days of death are not short, the corpse's clothes are stuck with the festering flesh, the face is covered by messy hair, and I can vaguely see the red and white puddle of rotten meat on the face.

"It's better to call me a real person." Lei Zhenren patiently explained: "Lei and even Yang, the ancestors and fathers have said that there is thunder in the sky, and there are all kinds of evils."

"Fuck you!" The big-headed Buddha didn't quarrel with him, glanced at the corpse, sneered, and said, "Tell Lao Tzu, how did this old man climb onto the beam of the house and hang himself?" ”

As soon as the Buddha said this, I suddenly noticed a loophole that was almost overlooked. This old house built in the past is high and deep, the beams of the house are at least four meters above the ground, the corpses on the beams are swaying in the wind, the two feet are less than one meter seven or eight high from the ground, and the soles of the corpse's feet are close to my scalp.

This is common sense, but if you hang yourself on a beam of a house, you have to step on something, or a stool, or turn your head in a stack, and your neck gets into the rope sleeve, and you kick the stool down under your feet, and the whole person hangs in the air. However, the corpse's feet on the beams were empty, and there was nothing. That is, it is hung directly from the beams.

"This ancestor and father really didn't mention it, maybe the stool under its feet was moved?" Lei Zhenren turned his head and looked back and forth.

"Pull it down!" The big-headed Buddha grabbed the flashlight in my hand and said, "Your family of three is blind!" ”

The light of the flashlight shone directly on the beams overhead, and as soon as the light shone, I saw that there were dents everywhere on the beams that seemed to have been worn out by ropes or something.

The wood used to make the beams of the house is very strong, and a person can hang on the beams at most, and he will die if he sways back and forth for a while. But in the folklore of the river beach, whoever hangs himself on the beam of the house, the rope grinds a dent in the beam. This kind of thing is just a legend, but sometimes it's just evil. For example, a few years ago, the river beach was basically inhabited by the old houses in the past, and when encountering a house sale, the buyer must bring a big sen, the house is not new, the old is not old, these situations can be ignored, but the big immortal will climb the ladder to the beam of the main house to have a look.

This step, in our parlance here, is called "viewing the beam". The word "view beam" was originally used in carpentry, mainly when the new house is built, and finally when the beam is built, see if the beam is correct or not, and whether the beam is strong or not. But later, the view beam changed taste, and the Daxian view beam was just to check whether there were any dents on the beams. If not, everything is fine, it means that the house is clean, if there is, it means that there has been a hanged person in the house, and the buyer needs to be cautious. Sometimes the price of an old house is very low, the buyer is greedy for a small price, Daxian Guanliang sees a clue, and refuses to listen to it, insisting on buying such a house after nine times out of ten accidents will happen, and it is not stable to live.

The big-headed Buddha took a flashlight and slowly shone it on the beam, and I saw one dent after another, all of which were ground out by the rope, and counted carefully, a total of eleven, if you add the corpse hanging from the beam, it is twelve.

"See! Old miscellaneous hair! The Buddha handed me the flashlight and said, "Twelve people have died in this house, and they were all hanged!" ”

"See" Lei Zhenren broke out in a cold sweat and said, "Why are they all hanged, and they are all hanged here?" Why should it be hanged? It's hard not to be."

"That's it! As soon as the rain stops, go find rootless water, and stop talking nonsense with Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu wants to rest! The big-headed Buddha kicked a messy wooden bed in the corner of the wall open, and asked Lei Zhenren to burn a fire to drive away the moisture.

When the fire was lit, the big-headed Buddha sat down against the corner of the wall, tied Lei Zhenren, and held the rope in his hand. This cargo has a wide heart and a fat body, and it snores in less than a few minutes. Lei Zhenren looked back and forth, but he didn't dare to move the rope on his body, and finally he was helpless, and he honestly sat down against the wall, squinting and napping. We have been on the road for several days in a row, but in fact, our bodies are tired, after all, we are not iron people. I sat next to them, silently thinking about something in my heart, and then recalled the method of consolidating the natal diagram of Datou Buddhism. There was an hour back and forth, the time was actually still early, but as soon as it rained, the sky was dark and gloomy, and in the jumping firelight, the corpses on the beams of the house were still dangling, making people uneasy and anxious, and finally they simply turned their faces away from looking at it.

No one spoke, and the sleepiness gradually came up, I turned my head to look at the two of them, the big-headed Buddha was snoring, and Lei Zhenren's saliva flowed from his chest. The rain was still heavy, and the thunder slowly thinned out. I squinted and tried to sleep for a while, but as soon as I closed my eyes, I felt the corpse on the beam of the room slowly moving, and this was repeated many times before I fell asleep in a daze.

In this kind of place, you won't sleep much steadily, half-asleep and half-awake. I don't know how long I slept, but there seemed to be a sudden explosion outside the window, which woke me up all of a sudden, and it was very weird, and uncomfortable, as if I was awake, but it didn't seem to even open my eyes. However, everything in the room was clearly visible: the fire that had not yet burned, the heavy rain outside the window, the dents in the beams, the dangling corpses.

As soon as I saw the corpse, I felt indescribably awkward. Suddenly, I saw the corpse's two limp arms hanging down as if they were swaying in the wind. I don't know if it's a delusion, but immediately after, the corpse's two arms were lifted from his waist and stretched little by little to his neck, pulling at the rope around his neck.

I felt my scalp numb, I opened my mouth to scream, but I couldn't say a word, and I watched the old man hanging from the beam of the house come out of the rope sleeve, and shook the rope with both hands, and finally fell to the ground. The old man stood by the fire, stretched out his hand and touched his face, and a large amount of beard and hair fell down with clumps of broken skin and rotten flesh.

I was extremely nervous, but I didn't seem to have the strength to turn my head, and I opened my mouth slightly as I watched the old man walk around the fire and step by step towards me. As he walked, he slowly tore his clothes, trying to rip off the clothes that were stuck to his body. But he had been hanging for too long, and his clothes and flesh were tightly connected, and when he tore them hard, a strip of cloth stained with flesh and blood was torn off his body.

"Hungry" The old man's mouth was rotten, revealing a few teeth in his mouth, he licked his lips, stuffed the torn strip of cloth into his mouth and chewed slowly, and before I knew it, he had come to a place only one step away from me. I panicked, but still couldn't move, in order not to let the big-headed Buddha notice, the Zhenhe mirror was tightly wrapped and stuffed in the burden behind me, I knew that this old man was very scary, but there was nothing I could do for a while.

He chewed on the blood-stained strip of cloth in his mouth, and slowly crouched down in front of me, I can't describe what I saw, the old man's eyelids were almost rotten, and the wilted eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets. His back was to the fire, and I couldn't make out the expression behind his messy hair.

"Young man, please eat the meat fragrantly" The old man's mouth kept moving, as if he was chewing very deliciously.

Smack

As he spoke, one of his eyeballs rolled out of his socket and snapped to the ground, and the eyeball rolled to my toes. The old man trembled and stretched out his hand to touch the ground, touching everything from place to place, almost grabbing my feet and neck. My heart was about to pop out of my throat, and I felt like I was sweating all over my body.

"I'm old, I've burned people all my life, and my eyes have been smoked out, so I can't see clearly," the old man fumbled his way through my toes and picked up the eyeballs, pressed them back into their sockets, and shook his head.

I couldn't say a word, and my body felt like it was frozen. Another flash of lightning swept through the window, and the rainy night was as bright as day. At that moment, I saw shadows standing outside the broken windows all around, and the thunder light illuminated them clearly, and everyone had no expression, and their faces were as pale as ghosts.