After the incident happened, it spread like wildfire, and the people above came down and were busy blocking the news, saying that they didn't believe what we little kids said.
The case dragged on for more than a month, and there was no news at all. Several relatives of the victims went to the authorities to ask for explanations, but they were met with frustration.
I don’t know why, but the chattering villagers also kept secret about this. At night, every household locked the door early, and they all huddled in the house and couldn’t come out. Even the big wolf dog that usually barked a few times was locked in the door.
The kennel dared not say a word.
The coffin that was taken out of the pit was carried away by the officials. Not a single piece of wood was left. They also searched for the treasures that were found. From beginning to end, except for a few
Apart from a human life, all that is left is endless fear and deep uneasiness.
After living in panic for many days, the woman was discovered. When she was discovered, she was lying in the pile of firewood at the old man's house.
At that time, there were relatively many corn plants in the north, and the only things used for making fires, cooking, and heating were corn stalks. In the countryside, everyone had to have some in front of their house.
After the woman was discovered, she once again caused a sensation. I only remember that there were many people surrounding the place on the third and third floors. They sneaked in and were immediately taken out by a familiar elder covering his eyes. But even so, I
I was still scared to death by that thing.
It was indeed a woman, and she did have no legs. However, her face was not as small as I thought. The reason why it gave people that illusion was that the woman had no chin.
I don’t know if you have ever played with a human body model, just like a skull. From a structural point of view, there is a rotatable "axis" at the joint between the chin and the upper jaw, commonly known as a hook. Her hook is completely gone, and the chin
I don’t know where it was thrown, so in fact, she only had half of her face above the upper teeth.
This half of her face is no different from that of an ordinary person, except that the teeth are slightly longer and the eye sockets are deeper. In comparison, her two claws used for crawling are much weirder.
Her claws can no longer be described as "hands". To be more precise, they are two bird claws. Not only are the skin folds, but the nails are also long. The most frightening thing is the sheaths on the fingertips and the palpitating thickness.
, the black ones are long, thin and hard.
Human hands will never develop that kind of virtue, I still remember it to this day.
Her body was covered in blood, including her arms and face. Even her tattered clothes were stained with blood.
Faced with such a thing, the adults were a little at a loss. Some said to call the police, some said to hand it over to the cultural relics department, and some said it would be better to sell her for some money. They argued for a long time, but in the end it was the third grandfather who made the decision.
On the one hand, we called the police and waited for people from the police station to come and deal with it. On the other hand, no one dared to let it stay there. Several people tied her hands and feet and threw it into a dry well at the end of the village.
During the process, large stones were used to block the wellhead to prevent accidents.
When it was almost dark, no one from the police station or the police station came. The villagers were worried that the female body in the dry well would change, so after discussing it, they poured gasoline on her and burned her.
Because of this incident, Third Grandpa and the others were criticized by name, and I am still angry about it many years later.
Nothing else. I just hate those civil servants who talk nonsense without doing anything. When confiscating things, I have never seen them so clean and tidy.
After that, the place where the coffin was found became a restricted area. Although many villagers went over to fill in the hole, the villagers still stayed away when nothing happened. Even during the Qingming Festival tomb sweeping,
You have to go in groups.
There are rumors that the place is haunted, and after telling this story, you will know that it is not actually haunted, but just a female corpse with no legs and chin.
This matter became more and more mysterious as it spread, and many gravediggers came here to try their luck. However, normally most people would come back in vain. Even if they were lucky enough to get something, it would be nothing.
Big oil and water.
When I was fine, I asked my grandpa if the chinless woman was a female ghost. Grandpa said she was not a ghost. How could a ghost dare to crawl out in broad daylight? He said it was a demon or a corpse demon.
I was young at the time, so I didn't understand what this meant when I heard it. I rubbed my chin and thought about it for more than a week, but I didn't understand what this "wet demon" was.
Oh, I almost forgot when I mentioned this, the third baby who was caught by the corpse demon is still alive and is enjoying a good life till now.
However, that incident left a big psychological shadow on him. In the following twenty years, he was never seen swinging his arms to show off his "standing long jump", and the whole person also changed from a person who is not afraid of anything.
Leng Tou Qing has become a coward who is cautious in everything. Last time I went home, I saw that he had opened a supermarket and the business was booming.
While we were drinking and eating, he hugged me and talked about the past, which inevitably made him sigh.
The fingerprints on his ankles had not gone away, and a dark patch was exposed like a birthmark.
Actually, I have a question that I haven't solved yet. I was just thinking about the corpse that ran out of the soil that day. She was walking like flying, but after killing several people, why was she lying there upright and unable to move...
...
This problem bothered me for a long time, and it was not until much later that I figured out the ins and outs of it. Of course, like the previous one, that is another story.
My feet made a clanging sound on the snow, and I, wearing a military green coat, followed the third grandpa casually.
I took the special large flashlight and kept scanning around. Occasionally I came across a few light spots with shiny little eyes, but none of them were the pheasants and hares we were looking for.
The mountain road is not easy to walk, especially after it has snowed. As I walked deeper and shallower, my breathing quietly became faster. When the third grandfather saw this, he laughed and asked me if I was tired.
The flashlight was picked up.
I was a little tired, but I still wanted to have fun. For a person like me, as long as you are willing to do something, it is worth the effort, so I shook my head and said it was okay.
Third Grandpa knew my temper and didn't stop me. He took a path from the field to the mountain.
In fact, there are more rabbits on the mountainside, but there are not none at the top of the mountain. I couldn't find prey at the foot of the mountain, so I had to try my luck at the top of the mountain.
We walked from hilltop to hilltop and dug into ravine after ravine. As we were busy, we suddenly discovered that the grandfather and grandson who were born and raised in this place were really lost!