Chapter 2: The Living Corpse Cave
With a sigh, I pushed open my grandfather's door and looked in the small living room, but I didn't see my grandfather's photo.
Is it in the room?
Slowly pushing open the door of the room, at a glance, I clung to the door frame!
Grandpa was lying on the bed, breathing evenly, covered with a quilt, as if he was sleeping, but what made my scalp tingle was that grandpa's body was actually intact at the moment!
If this is grandpa, then who was I buried before?
Cold sweat rolled down my forehead, and a cool breath rushed from the soles of my feet to the back of my head, and the indescribable sense of horror almost overwhelmed me!
Swallowing hard, I stepped forward with courage.
Grandpa was lying on the bed, breathing steadily, I reached out and probed grandpa's snort, and a cool breath came out.
I couldn't help but shudder.
How can this be?
The reason why people live is that they are alive, and this anger is warm.
But grandpa's snort now is cool air, which is clearly a sign of death!
In Feng Shui, there is 'death has yin energy, and the corpse has no life.' '.
I took a deep breath and grabbed Grandpa's arm, and the next moment Grandpa's hand was pinched by me!
My pupils shrank and my scalp exploded! Jumped to the back all of a sudden, staring at the bed, covered in a cold sweat!
I understand!
Where is this grandfather, this is clearly the skin that grandpa took off!
Grandpa's body is buried in the Xishan cemetery, and here is Grandpa's skin, and the reason why this skin looks like it is still breathing is because it ......
Grandpa died forty-nine days ago! What was left before was just a living corpse!
It's called ...... The Living Corpse Cave!
For a moment, I trembled like chaff, tears rolled down, and I collapsed on the ground.
Grandpa did this for me!
This living corpse is filled with himself, for the sake of future generations, Mr. Feng Shui's line, in addition to too much fierceness, saw too much yin, which affected the luck of the children and grandchildren, and the descendants were either sick or died early.
My father died early due to illness, and even my mother died shortly after giving birth to me.
Grandpa used himself to make a living corpse to suppress a feng shui, and the yin soul was suppressed among the living corpses, and it was not allowed to be detached.
The skin is used as a suppression, there is a skin bag, and the living corpse will not be unearthed.
"Grandpa......" I knelt on the ground, choked up.
I don't know how long it took before I slowly got up, took out a yellow cloth, and covered my grandfather's skin.
The skin does not need to be treated in any way, and only when it is placed here can it have the effect of suppressing living corpses.
It was getting dark outside, and I found a gong, walked out of the door, and looked at the rising sun, and my heart was full of grief.
Wow......
A loud rooster crow came out, and I struck the gong three times in a row, spreading throughout the village.
It didn't take long for some people to hurry over, and when they saw the mourning hall in the courtyard, everything was already clear.
"Fifth aunt, it's just outside the door, grandpa said that you are not allowed to go in." I stopped a woman who was about to enter the house.
The woman was stunned for a moment, nodded quickly, bowed three times in front of the mourning hall, and at the same time took out a few gross tickets and handed them to me.
This time, I pushed it off.
If you don't bring it in life, you don't bring it in death, grandpa doesn't need this, and I don't need this money.
The fifth aunt left, and other people in the village came to worship, and I didn't accept anything that gave money, but I accepted some melons, fruits, snacks, steamed buns and other things, which were considered sacrifices, not property.
By noon, the villagers had almost finished worshipping, and several middle-aged farmers wanted to come and wake with me, but they were also refused.
Grandpa has been buried, and what lies inside is just a pair of grandpa's skins, and there is nothing to guard.
Just in the afternoon, there were several red flag cars with an A-line starting with a line.
A middle-aged man with an extraordinary temperament came in, first saluted incense, then respectfully kowtowed a few times, stuffed a business card into my hand, got in the car and hurried away.
I took a look at the business card, and there was only one name and mobile phone number named Ji Zhenhua on it.
It seemed that it had been discussed, and all kinds of luxury cars kept coming, and these people didn't talk much, but most of them gave me their contact information.
There are group chairmen, big entrepreneurs, and even some people who obviously have a high-ranking temperament, which have been seen on TV and newspapers.
At this time, I realized that my grandfather had actually helped so many powerful people!
I was shocked beyond measure, even so, my grandfather still lived a simple and poor life all these years.
I was about to take a break when a car drove from a distance, and the appearance of the car was quite luxurious.
It was a beautiful woman who came down.
She was in her twenties, dressed in a black casual attire, tall and slim, with delicate facial features, and long hair and a shawl.
When she came to the door, she looked at me and bowed slightly: "May I ask Old Man Chen is your ......?"
"It's my grandfather." I hurriedly returned the salute.
"Please also worship outside the door, grandpa was ordered before his death, and he can't enter the house." I admonished.
The woman looked at me in surprise, and then suddenly knelt down in front of the mourning hall, and I was stunned.
There were three bangs on her head, her smooth forehead was covered with dust, and the woman's face was a little sad.
After a long time, the woman stood up and saluted three sticks of incense, then took out a bank card from her bag and handed it to me.
"Mr. Chen, this is a little bit of my heart." The woman said.
I frowned slightly, and didn't pick up the bank card, but said calmly: "Thank you for your kindness, but it's useless, grandpa is already gone, and I don't need this." ”
Hearing my words, the woman was stunned for a moment, and then frowned slightly: "Old man Chen has a life-saving grace to my family, and the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by a spring, Mr. Chen, please don't shirk." ”
I shook my head, although it was not my grandfather's advice, it was Mr. Feng Shui's rule.
We do the work of the dead, we eat the food of the dead, and when we take the money, we break the rules.
Seeing that I refused, the woman didn't insist anymore, but stretched out her hand and said, "Introduce yourself, my name is Sun Ruowei, what about you?" ”
"Tangerine peel!" I also reached out and took her hand, it was slippery and bony, definitely the most beautiful hand I have ever seen, not one of them.
When she heard my name, she had a strange face: "Why don't you call it an orange?" ”
As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to realize that the joke was out of place, and she hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm ...... for a while."
"It's okay." I waved my hand and didn't take it to heart.
My name doesn't have any special meaning.
After chatting about some simple topics, I learned that the reason why Sun Ruowei came was because my grandfather helped her family set the feng shui of the ancestral tomb many years ago, and this time I originally wanted to ask my grandfather to help, but I got the news of my grandfather's death before leaving, so I rushed to worship.