Chapter 2: The Retribution of Terror

"Spirit!" The village chief shouted in sorrow, and several young people at the junior level let out a sigh and lifted the coffin.

Ngawang wore a hat on his head, a scimitar at his waist, and a chicken coop on his back, and the chicken inside the chicken coop clucked uneasily. He knelt facing out at the gate, and his wife and two brothers' family knelt outside the door toward the house.

"Funeral! Negative soul goes out! ”

Sensing that the coffin was about to go over his head, Ngawang leaned down, thinking to himself that it could finally be over!

With a 'bang', Ngawang only felt that the top of his head had been hit hard, making him almost fall to the ground, and then he heard the whispers of the villagers. There are three points of surprise, but seven points of schadenfreude!

According to the rules, the coffin should pass over the head of the filial son, but it must not touch his head. But for a few people who carried the coffin, they only felt that the coffin in their hands suddenly sank, and it inevitably smashed on Ngawang's head!

This is very unlucky, but the three Ngawang brothers usually do too badly, and the villagers want them to be punished.

In Ngawang's terror, the coffin was carried out the door. At this time, take a nap, cover the coffin with red paper, and tie the red rooster. Then the funeral procession set off from the village and really went to the cemetery in the back mountain.

Along the way, the village chief and several village elders stepped on peculiar dance steps, humming unknown ballads to send the soul, leading with torches, and the coffin followed the fire. The rest of the mourners, banners, and wreaths followed, throwing paper money along the road. The three Ngawang brothers stood at the front of the funeral procession, turned around from time to time to bow down to receive the soul, and offered the glutinous rice they brought to the coffin as a road sacrifice.

They set out at dusk, stopping and stopping to reach the cemetery in the evening. In the cemetery, the villagers have dug up the cemetery first, just waiting for the deceased to be buried in the ground.

"Stop!" The village chief asked everyone to put down the coffin, walked to the tomb, first sprinkled some paper money at the bottom of the cave, chanted the words of wishing the deceased happiness and wealth in the next life, and then asked Ngawang to kneel outward, grab the soil from the left and right shoulders backwards into the cave, and dig a hoe around the cave and throw it in, before carrying the coffin into the cave and the tomb.

After Awang threw the soil into the cave, he picked up a stick of incense, and at this moment he was also a little guilty and sad. He wanted to see this old father who had been bullied and neglected by himself, and then look at his shabby wooden coffin, but according to the rules, he had to leave at this moment, and he couldn't do anything more.

He has to go home alone, and he can't turn back or talk to people along the way, and when he gets home, he inserts the incense into the incense burner in front of the spirit tablet to complete the funeral.

Originally, if he had invited Daogong to surpass the dead, there should have been Taoist disciples in the family. They will hold small bells, burn incense and worship ancestors in the whole village, cast "oil pots", scatter grains, drive away evil spirits and ghosts, and pray for the safety of each family and the blessing of the lost family.

But he was afraid of wasting money, so he didn't invite anyone to come, so there was an empty home waiting for him in the village!

The night in the mountains came quickly, and when Ngawang walked back, the sky was still a little light, but now it was completely dark, and it was still gloomy, there was no moon, but the mountain wind rose, and it blew on the back of his neck, as if someone was blowing cool air.

Can't go back! Can't go back!

Ngawang said to himself, walking one foot deep and one foot shallow, and quickened his pace. He was inexplicably furious in his heart, and he just wanted to get home as soon as possible!

"Meow-" A cat meow came out of thin air, and suddenly appeared in the silent night, which really startled Ngawang!

It was not an ordinary cat meow, but so gloomy, so poignant, like a baby's cry, as if it had come specifically for him from the darkness, warning him to be careful, reminding him that the end of his life had come, and making him feel creepy.

It's the one who kept screaming at the place where the spirit stopped last night!

Ngawang recognized the cat, which had never been seen before, and felt that this time it was no longer staring at him from a distance, but as if it was crouching on his shoulder, and its cry was in his ears.

He suddenly stopped, glanced left and right out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly noticed a pair of dark green shining eyes in the woods on the left looking at him!

In a fright, the incense in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Don't pester me!" He screamed and began to run in the direction of the village. The mountain road is pitch black, and only the burning incense is flickering in front of it, which is even more weird, like a hellfire that hooks the soul!

"Meow-" In less than a minute, the cat's meow sounded again, right on his back!

Ngawang stretched out one hand and grabbed behind his back, but he didn't catch anything. But he felt his back warm, and his body was heavy, as if he was carrying something, and the cat's meow chased after him again!

A protruding stone tripped him, and the incense in his hand fell far away, slowly extinguishing the faint red light in the darkness. Ngawang didn't bother to pick it up, so he got up and ran desperately, and at the same time, a strange itch came from his head and face. He subconsciously touched it while running, and under the tentacle, it turned out to be a piece of cat skin!

"Help!" He shouted, ignoring the rules of being able to turn back, looking back and forth, left and right, but he really didn't notice anything following him, only a burst of fear from the depths of his heart.

He shouted and ran back to his house, slammed the door shut, and sat down at the fire in the back hall.

Got rid of it?

He gasped for air, the fire in the pit made him feel safer.

Half a day, no movement! This made him breathe a sigh of relief.

But—

"Meow—"

Once again, the invisible cat returned to him. It meowed, from far to near, and then entered the room through the wall, and lay on Ngawang's back, like a maggot with a bone, unable to get rid of!

Ngawang jumped up in fright, took out a burning stick from the fire, and waved it in the air, chasing the cat that was nowhere to be seen and could not be heard by others.

But instead of driving the cat away, he felt that the cat's meow was getting clearer and clearer, and slowly, he heard the cat's meow coming from his stomach!

He tore open his blue cardigan coat with a 'bang', and saw that his smooth chest was in the middle, and slowly bulged a small bag, as if he had been bitten by a poisonous insect. It's just that this little bag hasn't turned red, it's just getting more and more bulging!

He pressed it with his hand in horror, and when he reached the hand, he felt nothing alive in the little bag, and when it touched his hand, it suddenly slipped and turned to another place.

He pressed it again, and the bag shifted again.

As his hand slapped faster and faster, the small bag moved faster and faster, and later, he didn't have time to judge, just kept beating his chest hard!

"Meow—"

Another cat meow came from Ngawang's stomach, causing him to stop his movements and stay in the area!

The kitten laughed, who has ever heard the kitten laugh? But Ngawang clearly felt that it was laughing! Eerie, smug, contemptuous laugh!

'Poof', in the time he was in a daze, the small bag on his chest grew to a certain extent, and something broke out of the skin!

A piece of grass! A plant, to be exact, came out of his chest!

A great pain struck Ngawang at once! At this time, the cat's meowing also stopped, but he could feel the cat's paws scratching his heart! All at once, horizontal and vertical, fragmented!

Ngawang was dying in pain, but his mouth could not be opened as if it was sealed, only a cry in his throat. When he finally opened his mouth, he spat out a ball of feathers!

He didn't have time to be stunned, because he felt like his stomach had been dissected! Looking down, it was the plant that had grown at a strange rate, forming a line all over his chest.

Then he couldn't hear anything, and before he fell, he saw a red fog disperse in front of him! And his father was standing at the door, with a ghost tear hanging on his gray and deformed face.

When the people in the village came back, they found that a few steps away from the entrance of the village, there was still a piece of incense left on the ground, which had been extinguished for a long time. After rushing back to the village, I saw that Ngawang's house was blinded by black lights, and the door was locked from the inside, and no matter how much people called it, they couldn't open it!

Under the auspices of the village chief and the nod of Ngawang's wife, several young laborers split the wooden door. When everyone entered the back hall, that terrifying and disgusting scene made many people never forget it in their lives!

Ngawang lay on his back on the edge of the fire, a wry smile on his face, his eyes widened and the whites of his eyes turned red. And his body, to be exact, a large hole exploded in the middle of his chest, the flesh was blurred, the internal organs sprayed everywhere, and his heart was in his left hand!

Seeing this, Ngawang's wife fainted on the spot, and the villagers were also frightened, but their eyes looked at Amu and Ashui.

Who among them is next?

"Amu-Amu-"

An old voice woke Amu from his sleep.

He sat up all of a sudden and pushed his wife next to him, but his wife slept very well and didn't seem to wake up at all!

"Amu-Amu-"

"Who is it?" He asked, shuddering.

It's been a week since his brother Ngawang's incident, and he thought he would calm down, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't be able to escape after all!

"Amu-Amu-"

It's Daddy's voice!

Amu's cold sweat fell. That day, when he saw that his brother died so bizarrely before he didn't take the tablet at home, he knew that it was his father's ghost!

He shook his wife again, but the woman didn't react as if she was dead. And at this moment, the wooden floor slab made a knock-knock-knock footsteps!

"Amu-Amu-"

He rolled out of bed in horror, only to hear footsteps getting closer and closer, coming from the side of the room where he lived. Don't look at him, he is usually not afraid of the sky and the earth, but at the moment he almost peed his pants. In a panic, I hid under the bed!

The door creaked open, and a pair of bare feet walked straight to the bed.

Although he was walking, there was a 'normal' footstep, but his feet were three inches off the ground, and there was a deep tooth mark on his thin ankles. That's his father's foot, that's right, that ugly scar was bitten by a wild dog to protect him!

Daddy used to love him so much, but he was- now Daddy is here to strangle him!

He hid under the bed and did not dare to move, hoping that his father's ghost would leave if he could not find him. But the feet stood in front of the bed for a moment, and then a head slowly lowered.

In the moonlight, Amu saw that the face was his father. It's just that the face has been eroded, because it is too thin, and as soon as it rots, it reveals the white miserable bones.

"Amu-" he moved his lips as if smiling, "Slit your belly open!" ”

Amu almost fainted, and watched a pair of withered hands reach out to him!

"Dad, don't, Amu knows it's wrong!" He cried.

"Cut open the belly - Amu - cut open the belly!" The withered hand touched his throat!

"No!" Instinctively, he pushed the hand away, and with so much force that he knocked it off his wrist. But the hand still stubbornly crawled forward.

"Hurry up - open your belly!"

Seeing that the hand was grabbed again, Amu screamed miserably, and at the same time, a cat meow also sounded at the same time. The cat's voice was so fierce and fierce that his father's ghost disappeared all at once, but the sound of 'Amu' was still prolonged.

Seeing this, Amu hurriedly climbed out from under the bed, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and fell limply on the bed.

"Meow-" The cat barked again.

"I know, you save my Amu's life, I won't treat you badly, tomorrow you come, I'll give you fish to eat!" Amu said to the half-open window.

When he turned on the light and looked at his watch, it was only the middle of the night, but he didn't dare to sleep anymore, worrying about how he would stay up until dawn.

Will Daddy come to him again? Maybe he's going to go to the grave tomorrow to make a sacrifice and ask his father to spare him, or maybe he'll move to his wife's stockade? If only the cat were still around, I didn't expect the cat to ward off evil spirits!

As soon as he thought so, a cat's meow came from his ears. But the cat's meow was so close that Amu's frightened heart skipped a beat, thinking that a wild cat had broken in.

But he looked left and right, how could there be the shadow of a cat?

"Meow-" The voice came closer, reminding him that the cat was nearby, or that it was on him!

For a moment, Amu suddenly had a feeling - his father was here to save him, and it was this cat who killed him!

It was the instinct of man in the moment of life and death, that was his last consciousness, as his mouth could not be opened, he was so frightened that his whole body was sore, cold sweat was like rain, he saw his brother's death replicated in himself!

The deaths of Ngawang and Amu frightened the domineering and fierce Ah Shui. He is the most powerful of the three brothers, and he doesn't dare to say that he is rampant in the township, but he is also a person that no one dares to mess with. But this time, everyone said that it was a ghost who had wronged him, and looking at the cold eyes of the villagers, he was really scared.

He used to beat his daddy!

After the second brother's wife cried and went to the village chief to report the funeral, he thought he was not afraid of heaven and earth, but after seeing the tragic death of the second brother and the eldest brother, he was so frightened that he confessed all the feces and urine in his wide pants, and went all the way home.

Then he didn't say a word, packed up his things and was about to leave.

The other side of the mountain is safe, the ghost can't cross the mountains and river valleys, he has to stay away, and when the ghost can't catch up with him during the day, so he has to go immediately!

He ignored the cries of his wife and children, and only said that he would pick them up one day, and then took the soft of the family and left.

He hurried through the mountains and forests for a long time, and at noon he was too tired to walk, so he found a shaded place to sit down and rest, but as soon as he sat down, he heard a cat meow.

He used to hunt in the mountains and forests, and he also carried a shotgun with him, but this cat bark scared him. The cat seemed to be on his back, and the voice seemed to be laughing.

Do cats laugh? No one knows what a cat smile looks like, but that's how he feels! And he never thought that people could be so frightened!

Ah Shui's body was only discovered a few days later by a hunting descendant, who died in a worse state than his two older brothers. The gore attracted the beast, and gnawed his corpse to the point of a dry bone, but his heart, still held in his left hand, and no beast would eat it!

The villagers did not report the death of the three brothers. In their religious beliefs, they revere all kinds of living beings as gods, and what is it strange that such a disobedient and unfilial son is punished by God! It is simply the scope of normal death, and even their wives and children have no intention of asking for explanations, and the village is so remote that the matter is unknown.

Thankfully, it didn't happen again in the months that followed! The tranquility of this remote mountain region has been restored, and this secret death has been blown into the deep mountain forest by the mountain winds day after day!

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