When I was a child, my grandfather said that I was born in a cemetery, and I belonged to the Heavenly Evil Lone Star, and my life was extremely hard.

On a rainy day that year, dark clouds rolled over, wind and rain, thunder and lightning, and the mountain road was already muddy and washed away by the torrential rain.

In the adobe house, the six coffin bearers saw that their grandfather had given him a lot of money, so they took the job of carrying the corpse from his grandfather, and prepared to take the body of the pot-bellied woman up the mountain and let her be buried in the earth.

At night, they wore rain boots, and every step they took would sink into the mud, and at first they could walk easily, but who knows, the higher they go, the more difficult it becomes.

Just when the coffin finally arrived in front of the grave, the six people knelt in the mud at the edge of the pit, causing the coffins on the shoulders of the six people to almost fall to the ground.

"Can't fall! Whoever falls into the coffin will die! ”

Grandpa scolded angrily, while putting his four fingers together, quickly pinched the pinching trick, and his thumb moved back and forth between his four fingers, but in a blink of an eye, he suddenly froze in place, looking at the coffin on the shoulders of the six people with a pale face.

"Fang'er girl, what do you still have to complain about, why do you have to get along with God, even if you have deep grievances, you deserve it!"

The rain washed over his grandfather's old face, and his weak body stood quietly by the pit, his green clothes splashed by the mud in the sky.

In a moment, the coffin began to shake violently.

Bang! Bang bang!

There was a violent impact from the coffin, and the contents were moving! She's going to break out of the coffin!

Rumble!

A thunderous sound slashed into the coffin hole accurately, and the faces of the people who were reflected turned even paler.

Immediately after, another bolt of lightning struck the red coffin!

After the collision of the sawdust and the firelight, all that was left was the smell of burnt earth.

The coffin was torn, and the smell of corpses mixed with the smell of blood came out of the cracks, constantly impacting the sense of smell of the coffin bearers.

At this moment, they realized that although their grandfather gave them a lot of money, they were afraid that they would have a life to take it and not a life to spend it!

Thinking of this, the six of them could no longer hold back the fear in their hearts, and invariably threw down the coffin, scolded and turned their heads and ran away.

The coffin also hit the lid because of the landing, and the grandfather looked inside calmly, and there was a female corpse lying there.

She was dressed in patched clothes, her face was ruddy, and her lips were as red as drinking blood, and those who watched it felt panicked.

When the thunder and lightning were combined, the female corpse in the coffin sat up in a daze, she opened her bloody mouth, and looked up at the sky numbly.

Grandpa took the opportunity to look under her, and saw that her lower abdomen was high and bulging, which was ...... Live fetuses.

There is an ancient saying that the corpse gives birth to a child, there is no reincarnation, the female corpse is a ghost, the yin fetus is a demon, a ghost and a demon, and does not enter the afterlife.

Even if it is a big grievance, it is nothing more than that.

If you want to dissect the corpse and take the child, it is against the will of heaven, and the price of changing your life against the sky is that the sky will not spare people, and the corpse will be broken.

When the thunderstorm flickered, the grandfather saw that the belly of the female corpse was squirming slightly, and the baby in the belly still had a breath.

This baby is really hard-hitting, but this fateful character makes him destined to be friends, wives, teachers, and relatives for a lifetime.

"No wonder you don't want to go to the underworld, you don't want to die when you are alive, even if I force you to go to the underworld, you can't go."

When the heavy rain was pouring down, the thunder and lightning pierced the sky and fell in front of the grandfather again, reflecting the entire cemetery, as if it were day.

He quickly took off the wrap on his back, pulled out a few of them, and then inserted a command flag into the ground, illuminated the yin path with a bronze mirror, sued the heavens with a thunder order, and exorcised the soul with a ghost stick.

His tattered robes became even more gloomy under the rainstorm, and the rain beat against his long braids, trying to erase his old years.

"Fang'er girl, I am also a living person, I can pick up this child for you, but whether this child lives or dies, you have to promise me to follow my guidance to the way of life, if you agree, nod."

Under the dark clouds, the gloomy face of the female corpse nodded solemnly, and then instantly lay back in the coffin, slowly opening her two white thighs.

The tranquility after the rainstorm became even more eerie in the baby's cry.

This baby is me, I was born......

My name is Song Yang, my grandfather is a warlock who opens a coffin shop, and he is also a craftsman who ties paper.

That night, my grandfather was in a hurry and forgot to bring his mobile phone, so I took the opportunity to grab it and play with it.

Just as I was fascinated by watching it, and was about to click on the girl's live broadcast to find out, there was a sudden rush knock on the door.

The knock on the door was like a man whose life was hanging by a thread, using his last strength to call for help, and it seemed that in the next second, the guy outside would break down the door.

I hurriedly put down my phone, walked quickly to the courtyard and opened the door, only to see a man standing in front of me soaking wet.

The man was eight feet tall, dressed in brocade clothes and jade silk, like a weak scholar of the Republic of China, he hung his head down, water stains kept dripping down his shoulders along his hair, and he froze stiffly in place.

The hoarse sound that came out of his mouth was like the sound of a broken string playing a piano, which made people feel terrified to listen to it.

"Can you help me tie a paper figure?"

It turned out to be a job seeker, but it was not a coincidence, grandpa happened to be out, and now I am afraid that no one else can do it for him except me.

"Are you in a hurry?"

"Urgent."

"My grandfather is out, shall I do it for you?"

"Okay."

After taking the job, I immediately returned to the room, learned the appearance of my grandfather, and lit three incense sticks in front of my grandfather.

If you really want to take over the yin work, unless the person who takes over the work is a living person, you will lose your yang life and be on the street.

Seeing the incense floating, I grabbed the bamboo skewer pulp and started to work with confidence, while the scholar stood in the courtyard silently and waited for me to deliver the goods.

To put it mildly, I've been with my grandfather for more than ten years, and the paper figurines I've seen are saltier than the rice I've ever eaten, so I can naturally make a seven-point statue.

The finished paper figure was wearing a pick-up padded jacket, and its pale face had two plateau reds hanging on it, and its eerie lips were glowing bloodthirsty red.

When I was done, I clapped my hands and prepared to call it a day.

At this moment, I noticed that the paper man's eyes were hollow, and he was silent for a while, so I pondered and picked up the brush at hand and dipped it in the cinnabar that melted into water, and tentatively put a little paint on his eyes, and added a little paint to decorate his facial features.

It's like, it's like a person!

I don't understand why, I can easily make human-like paper figurines, but my grandfather has been doing it for decades, but he has never made it.

As soon as I thought of this, I walked towards the courtyard outside with the paper figure in my arms, but I didn't notice that the incense behind me had already been extinguished.

I walked to the courtyard, only to find that the man had disappeared, and that there was an extra stack of bills on the table in the courtyard.

When I was stunned, the paper figure in my hand suddenly caught fire, and I was so frightened that I hurriedly threw the paper figure out, and I was even more surprised to see the paper figure on the ground turn into ashes in an instant.

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