"My eldest brother is ...... Be...... Lividity? Zhou Chao stared, and when the sister-in-law hiding behind him heard this, her already haggard body suddenly collapsed to the ground, leaning on the door frame and wiping her tears.

Jiang Xun subconsciously raised his eyebrows, and was about to speak, but I touched his arm and didn't let him explain.

Ziwei was full of pity, took the sheets from the bed, wrapped them around Zhou Hong in front of them, comforted him, and said to Zhou Chao that his eldest brother just couldn't rest assured that the child was not at ease, and he had no malice towards this family, so let them mourn and change. After speaking, Zhou Chao asked if he would bring the baby to his eldest brother to see, Ziwei refused, saying that the child can't see the dead, we will give him a superordinate, he needs to be clean, and they will talk about the burial later. Zhou Chao endured the grief and agreed, picked up his sister-in-law with his hometown, and walked out with her.

As soon as the door closed, Jiang Xun suddenly smiled, "I said, what kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd?" Do you really want to do this business? ”

I pretended not to hear his cold tone, and said: "Zhou Hong has just lost his soul now, and he has not yet reached the point of death, it is uncertain whether he can be rescued, and now it is better not to tell his family, the ending is better than disappointment." What's more, we don't know who attacked Zhou Hong yet, and we don't know what the current state of his soul is, and death is better than a tragic death, so there is no need to say more. ”

"Can't you see, you're quite kind?"

I skimmed him over and continued, "Scientifically there are two kinds of death, brain death and cardiopulmonary death, but we call this kind of soul death within seven days of losing one's soul 'soul death'. You say that his breath is just a physical phenomenon, a way of judging the death of the heart and lungs, but if we can find all his three souls and seven souls, people can still live. ”

That's why there are many cases of fake death of people sent to crematoriums and brought back to life, which doctors explain as deep coma, which is actually what we call the soul out of the body, and it came back to life because of some suitable opportunities. In addition to the soul of the person, perhaps it is the magnetic field or emotional stimulation that makes the soul of the departed return and the person immediately sobers up.

Jiang Xun seemed to be listening seriously, but his smiling expression didn't need to say anything, and his eyes were expressing a kind of "You are embarrassed to talk about science as a big dancer".

I crouched in front of the corpse, looked at the marks on the feet, gritted my teeth and ignored him, verifying my guess and asking Ziwei if the marks were black.

Ziwei nodded, I reached out and pressed it, the dark part was very hard, and there was no change in my hand.

The corpse spots are generally purple-red, and they will fade within ten hours, and they will return when they raise their hands, and Zhou Hong's symptoms obviously do not match.

"Zhou Hong's soul is out of his body, his body is extremely weak, this is a burn left by the impact of the yin object, there are front and back soles, a total of four places." I got up and grabbed a handful of glutinous rice flour from my cloth bag pocket, and on the way from Zhou Hong's feet to the bed, I raised my hand and sprinkled it. In a few seconds, there was a rattling on the ground, and a series of footprints the size of rats appeared on the ground.

The distance between the tracks is the size of an adult man's step, but there is an extra trace in the middle, no matter how the four turn, they are always located in the middle, compared with others, the small footprints are reversed.

"Five ghosts move corpses." I patted the rice noodles on my hands, squatted down and got a little powder to observe the threshold. Jiang Xun thought about it, seemed to recall, and said with a smile: "Oh, it's those five poor ghosts." ”

I hummed, the five ghosts here are not referring to the five plagues in the temple, but the famous Han Yu's "Sending the Poor Text", and later generations adapted the story, and the name has been used. In some places, there is a custom of sending five poor people in the first month, and it is these five little ones who are sent. In order, they are intellectually poor, academically poor, literately poor, poor in life and poor in life. It is said that these few little things are pitiful, just because they are "poor", they are disliked, and after being driven away from the nest, they have to embark on a crooked road, and they make a living by stealing on weekdays. As long as someone gives them benefits and is willing to make offerings, they will do whatever they want, so there are five ghosts to get lucky, five ghosts to rob relatives, five ghosts to move corpses, and so on. Usually four people work, one of them walking backwards to lead the way, and the reason is said to be that when the poor man jumps backwards as it is when he moves with weight, it is used to detect which threshold they can cross. When there are not enough people, the five poor people will also play together, but then it is easy to wrestle. When some families pick up money, especially coins, don't be too happy, maybe it's the poor who come to steal the money, hug too much, and fall a few bucks.

"If no one has stepped on the road, maybe we can find a few footprints and see where they went."

Jiang Xun looked down at me condescendingly, shook his head slightly, I didn't know why, I heard him smile and say, "Did we forget something?" ”

My eyes are full of question marks, the longer the time passes, the fewer marks will be left, what could be more important than arresting people at this time?

Jiang Xun pointed at my Nunu chin, I turned my head sideways, and just watched Ziwei lean over and reach under the bed, pinching his head and touching out the paper figure pretending to be Tang Jiao.

"Your apprentices are better than yours."

“……”

"Heh, there's one in my mouth." Jiang Xun seemed to have discovered a new world, walked over with a smile on his face, stretched out two fingers, and pulled a little guy in tattered clothes from the paper man's mouth.

The little guy is weak, the size of a child's palm, with high shoulders, craggy flesh and bones, and a numbing clicking sound in his mouth. With round ears, sharp-beaked monkey gills, and two front teeth in its mouth, it looks a bit like a marmot and a rat relative, except that a tail is missing. Looking at the strange pattern of fur on the back, it is "poor".

The paper man Tang Jiao stood in Ziwei's palm, and took a sip on the ground, making his body creak, "Biting my mouthful of hair, Jiang Xun, why didn't you tell me that there were mice here?" You're trying to harm me, aren't you? If it weren't for my good teeth, this paper figure would have made him gnaw! Hey, I'm not human now, I bite him, I won't get sick, right? ”

Jiang Xun grabbed the fur on the back of the poor man's neck and brought it to Tang Jiao's eyes, "Look carefully, it's not a mouse." ”

Tang Jiao stretched his neck and met the two small eyeballs of the poor man, Wen Qian raised his paws, and scratched his face with a "Siha" sound. Ziwei withdrew his hand suddenly, and Tang Jiao shouted: "Mom! Sitting on Ziwei's palm, the bamboo bone snapped suddenly, snapped off one of them, and punctured the outer paper skin to be exposed.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xun raised his eyebrows, Tang Xun was so frightened that he covered the paper man's ass and screamed, and Jiang Xun said don't move, and immediately acted as if he had cast a fixing spell, except for humming in his mouth, he honestly didn't move, and looked at me with Jiang Xun.

I found a piece of paper, poured some water out of the teapot, and dipped my index finger in the water to write a smug. The side with the runes drawn is face down, lay the paper figure flat, and slap it a little hard at the broken area - smack! The sound sounded, and the bamboo bones returned to their positions.

"What did you see last night?" I started asking.

Tang Jiao was still staring and speechless, and waited for a while before he spit out a sentence: "Mouse...... Carrying a pair of feet ......"

I took a deep breath and asked Jiang Xun, "This is your camera?" ”

Jiang Xun sighed, "The configuration is too low, and it can't be blamed for the poor performance." ”

"But don't feel too sorry." Jiang Xun picked up the trembling poor man in his hand, "At least the mousetrap is still good." ”

As he spoke, he played with a pom-pom, put the poor man in his hand, and threw it out of the door, "Go!" ”

I watched an arc go out, and the poor man fell to the ground with his hind legs split, and all the fattened flesh was paralyzed and hung on his buttocks. The poor man was stunned for two or three seconds, then suddenly jumped up and ran out with his arms outstretched.

"What are you doing? The poor man doesn't have so much thought, and then he can find his nest. Jiang Xun took a big step, grabbed Tang Jiao and followed out first, I looked down at the corpse, let Ziwei stay and guard, and walked out quickly.

Chased out dozens of meters, the poor man disappeared, all the glutinous rice noodles in my pocket were snatched by Jiang Xun, all the way forward, the more the route went forward, the more familiar the route became, it actually led straight to the ancestral tomb of the back mountain. I sensed that something was wrong and reminded Jiang Xun to be careful, not long after the words were finished, Zhang Qianran's coffin appeared in front of me.

A few days ago, I asked the Zhang family to go back and wait for news, but now the coffin is here, but the talisman I pasted has been removed, and the nails of the coffin have disappeared.

The jade on Jiang Xun's wrist trembled slightly because of the restlessness of the soul inside, and I glanced at the darkened sky, and the mountain rain was coming.

"Whether it's a human or a ghost, it's time to know." Jiang Xun sneered, ignored my obstruction, stepped forward and pushed the lid of the coffin open.

At the moment when his hand touched the coffin, the fluttering jade seemed to be beaten by a huge wave and floated out in a messy shape, and Zhang Qianran also came out of the jade and stood in front of the coffin, her soul darker than before. She lowered her head, and her long hair half-covered face left blood and tears, and she could only sobs from her severed tongue.

Jiang Xun stared at the coffin, I took a step forward, and saw that it was empty at this time, the body was gone, and the five poor people would be together, sitting in front of the spiritual seat that had been replaced by someone inside, showing their teeth, and screaming at us. And under them, there was a yellow cloth covering the entire coffin, on which the blood was thick, and it was written: "The descendants of the unworthy are three sins in life, shameful and snobbish friends, and sleep with wolves; ashamed of the family's business and lack of clothing; Guilty wives and children are miserable, dead and sick. Kneel down and bow again, and sacrifice the coffin of the living for life. Ancestors bless, another day, this will be done! ”

A thunderclap exploded at the top of the mountain, and the rocks cracked and rolled down the cliff.

I trembled, and Jiang Xun next to me grabbed my hand, "Hurry up!" ”

I followed him down the mountain, and looked back in a hurry, Zhang Qianran was still standing in place, her hair and nails were growing wildly, and they were already on the ground at this time, and those eyes were chasing us, opening her mouth, and letting out a deafening roar towards the sky, that voice would never come from the world.