Four people carried the coffin into the yard and placed it in front of the grave...
What I saw was surprising, this kind of situation is extremely rare, and even rarely occurs. Master told me that he once saw a yang surrounding a yin. It was when the family members of the deceased in the countryside listened to a strange Taoist's words and
The grave of his dead son fell in his yard.
The purpose is to trap their son's soul and prevent him from being reincarnated. They foolishly believe that the family of three can be reunited like this, but they don't know that this will not be good for the dead or the living.
The souls of the dead cannot be reincarnated and can only breed grievances, which will become evil over time. The living people who have been harassed by grievances all year round will eventually die a bad death.
The current situation is very similar to what Master said...
Just as I was thinking about it, a heavy bearded voice came from the yard,
"You three go to the car and wait for me..."
The three of them didn't say a word. They all bowed slightly, then turned around and walked out of the yard. I hurriedly got into the surrounding woods for fear of being discovered by them. After seeing the three of them walking away, I looked back and stared at the yard again.
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At this time, the bearded man looked around cautiously, then slowly pushed open the coffin lid, stepped on the chair and leaned in, slowly pulled a body out of the coffin and placed it in front of the grave.
Because there was a fence blocking my view, I couldn't see clearly what the corpse looked like. I could only tell that it was a male corpse. Judging from the way the corpse was being manipulated, it must have been stiff and stiff.
And from such a distance, I can still smell a faint smell of corpse, indicating that this person has been dead for several days.
The bearded man stared at the corpse for a while, then knelt down in front of the grave, kowtowed to the tombstone three times, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Dad, this is Old Man Wu's grandson. I got it for you today. His Wu family also has a teenage child, a boy. I will bring him in a few days. Then you and grandpa will talk about it.
If you have knowledge, you can feel at ease..."
"However, there has been some trouble recently. A powerful guy came to the clinic, but don't worry, I will definitely find a way to deal with it..."
After saying that, the bearded man kowtowed three times in front of the grave.
I looked away, muttering in my mind,
"Who is Old Man Wu? According to him, the original owner of this clinic is the grandson of Old Man Wu. It seems that he wants to destroy the Wu family! And it seems that he has had a deep hatred with the Wu family since his grandfather's generation, but these
What does it have to do with Yuxian?"
"He said that a powerful guy came to the clinic. Could he be talking about me?"
I calmed down and looked again...
At this time, the bearded man dragged the corpse and placed it horizontally in front of the grave. Then he slowly unbuttoned the corpse's shirt to expose the chest. Then he took out a pointed wooden stick as thick as a finger from his body.
Hold it between the index and middle fingers of your right hand, close your eyes and mutter something...
After he finished reciting, his eyes suddenly opened, and then he stabbed the wooden stick hard on the chest of the corpse. Just when I was wondering what he was doing, the corpse lying on the ground suddenly "jumped" upright.
Sit up!
I was shocked when I saw it, and my body trembled.
Then an even weirder scene occurred. The bearded man muttered something unknown, and the corpse slowly raised its head and faced the bearded man with his chin.
The bearded man curled his lips and took out a porcelain bowl and a candle from the wooden box beside him.
He stretched the lit candle to the chin of the corpse and shook it back and forth, burning it with the candle flame. The other hand held a porcelain bowl and held it under the candle. After a few minutes, drops of liquid flowed down the chin of the corpse, just in time.
In the bowl…
As the candle flames continued to burn, bursts of "crackling" sounds were heard, which made people's scalp numb.
Corpse oil!
This guy was refining corpse oil. This was the first time I saw this method of extracting corpse oil, and it seemed that the corpse was cooperating consciously. I couldn't help but take a breath of air and subconsciously touched my chin.
Not long after, the small porcelain bowl seemed to be filled with corpse oil. The bearded man poked the chest of the corpse again with a wooden stick. The corpse immediately lowered its head and lay on the ground again...
Then he poured all the corpse oil on the soil of the grave. My heart sank. What kind of operation was this?
After doing all this, the bearded man threw the body into the coffin again, and then he made a phone call. Not long after, the three people who left before came back again, and the four of them lifted the coffin and left unsteadily.
After seeing them leave, I quietly walked into the yard and came to the grave. I was surprised to find that there was no inscription on the tombstone, and the corpse oil that had been poured on the soil of the grave had completely dried, leaving almost no trace...
My heart skipped a beat and jumped into my throat. Corpse oil carries corpse energy and is inherently evil. How could it be absorbed so quickly? Could it be that there really is something powerful underneath this grave?
Thinking of this, I quickly took out the compass from my backpack, fiddled with the pointer a few times, and it started spinning immediately. I stared at the compass with wide eyes. After a few seconds, the pointer gradually sank, and finally pointed in the direction of the grave...
I feel like my heart has sunk to the bottom like the pointer on the compass... There is indeed something powerful down here, and all the corpse oil has been "eaten" by him!
After calming down a little, I turned around and looked at the dilapidated house in the yard. I stepped forward and pushed the door open...
The door opened with a creak, and a musty smell mixed with the smell of incense ash instantly poured into my nose. I frowned and walked in...
After taking a few steps, I kicked a table leg with a bang. I quickly stretched out my hand to hold the table to stop it from making any noise. At the same time, I took out a candle and lit it, and a faint light came on in the room.
…
I subconsciously looked at the table that I kicked before, but the sight made me break out in a cold sweat!
There are three black and white photos of the deceased clearly displayed on the table. The three photos are of two men and one woman. The expressions of the three people are serious, even with a fierce look. The corners of their mouths are slightly lowered, and the woman in them has no whites in her eyes.
That zombie old lady who smashed the door...
The three of them were staring at me, and I thought there were three human heads on the table...