Chapter 58 The Grass Man
Suddenly I heard Master say the words "immortal straw man", and I was a little confused.
Then he opened his mouth and asked:
"Master, what is an immortal straw man?"
The master took a few broken straws, stood up slowly, and then said in a deep voice:
"The origin of this mother-child ghost may not be as simple as I thought.
I’m afraid there are human factors behind this.”
Hearing this, I became even more confused.
But he didn't speak, he just looked at the master in surprise.
"In my early years, when I was traveling with my master, I encountered a kind of evil magic in southern Xinjiang..."
"Evil magic?"
I was surprised.
The master nodded and then fell into memories.
The master said that that kind of magic would chop the body into pieces and then dry it after death.
And at the beginning of the next spring, the dried corpse fragments and manure are mixed together and rice seeds are planted.
Once the seeds germinate, they are covered with a black film and are not allowed to bask in the sun.
Only at night, let it shine in the moonlight.
And through some strange watering methods, it helps it grow.
The survival rate of rice grown in this way is not high.
But once the rice survives, it will become particularly thick and strange.
Such rice only blooms but does not bear fruit.
After the flowers fade, cut the rice stalks and dry them in the shade.
Finally, they were tied together to make a scarecrow, and the eyes, nose, and mouth were painted with snake blood.
Then the soul of the corpse will come back and possess the scarecrow, becoming the same body.
The scarecrow will come to life, and the scarecrow will be given clothes and shoes.
Every night, he becomes just like a living person.
But if you want to maintain this status, you have to constantly attract popularity.
The longer it takes, the more like a living person it becomes, and it can even be protected from the wind and sun.
When I heard this, I couldn't help but feel a "thump" in my heart, and I felt a little scared.
You must know that the soul is just a wisp of breath and a smoke.
It's okay if someone worships it, but if no one worships it, it can only drift in the wind, and it will melt when encountering the scorching sun.
But according to what Master said, wouldn’t that be such a straw man, and wouldn’t he really be “alive” in the end?
"Master, you said so.
Then the corpse of this mother and child ghost was not killed by someone?
The person who made the scarecrow wanted to bring both mother and child back to life?"
I said in surprise.
Master said "hmm":
"At present, it should be like this."
I took a deep breath and thought of the little girl ghost with a rotten face who suddenly said "Daddy will be back soon" before she died.
I feel like this guy who is the "immortal straw man" may be the husband and father of the rotten-faced mother and son.
Perhaps it was the longing for the deceased that prompted such an evil method.
Thinking of this, I told Master what the little girl with a rotten face said when she was gone.
After hearing this, the master frowned:
"I really didn't expect that there are people in our place who know this kind of southern Xinjiang evil magic.
But how can a dead person really come back to life?
It’s just deceiving yourself and hurting others!”
"Master, what should we do next? Do we want to find that person?"
I asked.
The master shook his head:
"Looking for it? Where to look for it?
We've done everything we need to do.
This kind of evil magic will harm the great yin virtue.
Sooner or later, you will suffer karma and retribution."
After saying that, the master picked up a burnt black wood stick on the ground.
A few words were written on the ground: The emperor of heaven, the sun and the moon are normal.
After finishing writing, Master clapped his hands:
"Leave a message to that person. I hope he can wake up and leave!"
I saw Master give up and didn't speak again.
After all, my abilities are limited and I can't meddle in other people's business.
He said "Yeah" and followed the master downstairs.
After leaving the murderous building, I looked back.
Still looking eerie and frightened, he trembled and got out of the fence.
It was already past eleven when we left the alley.
I asked my master for half a day's leave, saying that I would go to the factory to resign tomorrow and go to see Brother Chen.
Master nodded in agreement and asked me to go to work in the afternoon after finishing my resignation.
As for what happened tonight, let me not think too much about it.
Afterwards, Master took a ride back to the shop.
I walked back to the rental house along the old road.
He took care of the wound on his arm, washed himself and lay on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.
Although Master told me not to think about tonight.
But I can't stop flashing through my mind the images of what happened tonight.
There is also the evil magic of southern Xinjiang, the immortal straw man.
I couldn't sleep, so I searched on my phone.
I want to find some information about that dilapidated building on the Internet.
Yes, but there are very few of them, and they don’t even have names.
Only a side report mentioned that the mother and son were from a divorced family and had no relatives.
The little girl seems to have leukemia.
Unable to bear the dual pressure of life and illness, the portable baby committed suicide.
I don’t know the truth of the matter, but if it is true, they seem to be quite sad...
Putting down the mobile phone, I feel that besides making money, this world also has a lot of helplessness.
Now it seems that death is not the end.
It’s just a new beginning!
In the city shrouded in darkness, there are still many strange things that happen after death.
After a long time, I fell asleep.
Although I went to bed very late, when I woke up the next day, I felt very energetic.
The groggy feeling I had before has all disappeared, and I am full of energy.
The self in the mirror is also radiant, and there is no trace of fatigue at all?
After getting dressed, I went out directly and took the bus to the factory...
This chapter has been completed!