Chapter 3: Mass Graves
It is said that more than ten miles outside the suburbs of Linxi City, there is a mass grave, the cool breeze is blowing, the yin air is forested, the blue sky and the white day are all cold and scraping the bones.
Three or four miles away from the mass grave, there is a village of more than 40 or 50 households.
There is a story in the village about mass graves in the mountains and ghost brides, and adults often use this story to intimidate disobedient bear children.
The effect is also immediate, and it has become a magic weapon for treating the baby.
As soon as he said, "If you cry again, if you make any more noise, you will be thrown into a mass grave, and you will be a bride." ”
Often, at this time, the crying children immediately covered their mouths, trying their best to control themselves, not to make a sound, even the slightest sound.
Children, afraid of the dark, afraid of ghosts, afraid of monsters, it's normal. And the mass grave, the ghost bride, is really a lingering shadow of their childhood.
Although the children are afraid of the ghost bride, they can't help but ask the old people in the village to tell this strange story.
Seeing the children's interest and the old people who had nothing to do, they were also interested, sitting under the big tree, shaking the fan, and slowly telling the story of the mass grave and the ghost bride.
At that time, it was the period of the Republic of China, and the southern Hunanes region was plagued by famine, and a large number of victims fled south.
Originally, there were many people fleeing the famine, and most of them were terminally hungry and skinny.
Once a person is hungry, he eats everything, weeds and flowers, grass roots and bark, whatever he catches, what he eats. Everywhere they passed, they were all digging three feet into the ground, and it was difficult for an inch of grass to grow.
But there are things it can eat, and there are things it can't. Just like the ancestors of Shennong tasted a hundred herbs, they would inevitably be poisoned and sick.
The hungry victims have taken care of so much that if they don't eat, they will starve to death, and if they eat, there is at least a little hope of leaving a small life. Whether it is dead or alive depends on God's arrangement.
It is said that disasters do not go alone, and there is still a plague among the victims after all.
At that time, there were really corpses all over the field, and the voices were full of mourning. A large number of wild dogs followed the victims, waiting for someone to fall out of joint.
It would be nice to have wild dogs clean up the carcasses so that the plague would not spread. But later, the plague was so poisonous that the wild dogs that had eaten human flesh also contracted the plague and rushed into the crowd like crazy to bite them.
The crowd was dispersed by the wild dogs, and some of them fled to a small hill outside our village, which is a mass grave.
All the homeless people who were scratched and bitten by wild dogs had green eyes, and they also went mad, and like wild dogs, they lowered their mouths to their companions.
As a result, these displaced people unexpectedly all died on mass graves. The corpses were not disposed of, maggots were everywhere, and the stench of rancid smell had drifted to this side of the village.
At that time, where was the communication developed now, the village was originally closed, only to know that there was a famine in southern Hunan, and I did not know that a large number of victims died in Xiaoshanbao.
Moreover, the rancid smell of the corpse was thought to be just the strong miasma in the mountains, which fascinated many animals and rancid, and after a while, it naturally stopped smoking.
This is a common thing in the village, so the villagers don't take it seriously at all.
Until one day, an old woodcutter named Shenggen went to the hill to cut down trees, and when he saw the rotting corpses all over the ground, he was so frightened that he climbed and rolled back to the village, and kept shouting, there are many dead people in the hill, and there are many dead people in the hill.
Only then did the villagers realize that many people had died in Xiaoshanbao. Fortunately, the plague did not spread in the village, otherwise, I don't know how many lives would have been lost by impermanence ghosts.
And after rooting back, the soul is not kept, and his eyes are hollow, so he should not be called, and he will not be called back. I only heard him keep muttering, Xiaoshan is full of dead people.
The villagers all said that they were frightened and lost their souls. Unless, go to the hill to summon spirits, otherwise, it's like this for the rest of your life.
Under the roots, there is a beautiful daughter named Orchid.
Originally, the orchid was born and lost her mother, and she took root with her old father. If something happens to his father again, the orchid will be gone, and the idea of surviving.
When she heard what the villagers said, she had to shout for the spirit, but was stopped by the villagers.
Shouting the soul is for a man's body, you are a girl's family, the yang energy is insufficient, and the yin energy is rushing, don't come, summon the spirit that has just died, and harm the village.
But Orchid was eager to save her father, so she didn't care so much, and she was bent on going to the hill, and the villagers who couldn't dissuade her had to imprison her.
took root, and soon became seriously ill and passed away.
Poor orchid, I didn't know that my father died of illness, and I was still worried about my father in the small dark room, and I washed my face with tears all day long.
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Just as the old man was talking energetically, a childish boy interrupted him with a milky voice, raised his hand and said, "Grandpa, grandpa, I know that Xiaoshanbao is a mass grave, but you haven't said anything yet." ”
The old man smiled: "Don't worry, wait for me to speak slowly." ”
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Speaking of rooting and dying, orchids are locked up, and the smell of rotting corpses in mass graves is becoming more and more pungent.
On the one hand, the villagers could not bear to expose the corpses of the displaced people to the hills, and on the other hand, the smell of the corpses was indeed unbearable.
Moreover, the corpses have grievances, and they are deeply ingrained in the minds of the villagers.
So, under the leadership of the village chief, more than a dozen masculine young and middle-aged people hastily buried the bodies of the displaced people on the spot, hoping that the deceased would sleep forever and not be monsters.
However, it backfired, and since that day, strange things have happened in the village.
First, the strong man who participated in the burial of the displaced people died violently, and then the village began to make trouble again, and it was out of chaos.
The panicked villagers were too busy to take care of themselves, where could they still take care of the orchids that were suppressed in the small black house, and she was left to fend for herself.
Until there was a little thief, who had been thinking about the orchid and dreamed of her body, he quietly sneaked into the small black house on a dark and windy night and strengthened the orchid.
Poor orchid!
For a whole day, she didn't eat oil and salt, her body was very weak, and she was powerless to resist the sudden disaster, so she could only watch and tear up her first virginity. In the end, even the strength to hang himself and seek death was gone.
The little thief is the only son of the village chief's family, and the village chief is not a good thing, and he has done a lot of dirty things to secretly hide grain and pay silver.
So just when everyone in the village had eaten a meal, only his family could still have a full stomach.
The thief tasted femininity for the first time, how could he let go of the orchid so easily.
Every night, he took a little food, first let the orchid cushion his belly, and then the overlord made a bow.
At first, the orchid did not eat or drink, and waited silently to die.
But the thief deceived her, saying, "Your father is still alive, and he himself is taking care of him, and if you obey me, I will ensure that he will enjoy his old age in peace."
Orchid, with tears in her eyes, let the thief play with it.
It may be that after a long period of pessimism and sadness, the orchid hallucinated.
On a thunderstorm night, the insulted orchid was in a trance, and saw the old father beckoning to her, and then kindly put on a red wedding dress for her, took her hand, and walked towards the mass grave.
When the villagers hired a ghost hunter to go to the mass grave to see what was right and wrong, they found the orchid under the dead tree.
I saw her, wearing a fiery red wedding dress, wearing patterned wedding shoes on her feet, hanging in the air, and her face was actually a weird smile.
The master was also shocked on the spot, turned around and fled. There is no such thing as a master.
Later, something even weirder happened.
It is said that the wicked have their own judgment from heaven, and the bad people have their own earthly grinding. It's not that you don't report it, the time has not come.
The village chief's family, who have done all the bad things, is still seeking revenge by the ghost bride after all, and one person will die one day.
And the deaths are all outrageous, some die by eating themselves, some die by exhaustion, and some die by self-harm, but without exception, their faces are full of weird smiles.
The first to die was naturally the village chief's son, and then, the village chief, the village chief's wife......
After slaughtering the village, the red-eyed ghost bride had no intention of stopping, and stretched out her ghost claws to the "innocent" villagers.
In the same way, one person died a day, of course, and a direct violent death in vain trying to leave the village.
The lamb-like villagers live in fear every day, like drawing lots, perhaps, the next one is themselves.
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