"Ah? Digging a grave?!" I hid next to me and said in surprise.
"you dare?!"
Without waiting for Uncle Huo to answer, the old ghost gritted her teeth and said, while she looked at Uncle Huo with bloody eyes.
Uncle Huo took off the magic talisman on his forehead. A look of fear suddenly appeared on the old lady's pale face, and the corners of her chapped mouth twitched.
"You...you are a mage?!"
"Yin Yang Ghost Dao Huo Qian Shuan."
Uncle Huo replied calmly, then took out a shovel from his backpack and handed it to me,
"Don't be stunned, go dig a grave quickly!"
I quickly took the shovel and glanced at the tombstone on the grave, feeling startled in my heart.
Because I grew up in a village, I often saw people being buried in their graves, so I also know a little bit about the engraving of tombstones in cemeteries.
Under normal circumstances, the deceased's place of origin, name, date of birth and death, and the person who erected the monument should be engraved on the dragon's edge and center of the tombstone. This is the most basic.
But the monument in front of me only has six words engraved on it, "Tomb of Old Mrs. Xue", and the rest is nothing.
There is not even a complete name. From this, it can be seen that the funeral affairs of this old Mrs. Xue were handled in a very hasty or perfunctory manner.
I shook my head, thinking that the children of old Mrs.
"Don't touch my grave!"
I turned around and saw Old Mrs.
As soon as she moved, Uncle Huo took a step in front of her, threw out a bronze coin in his hand and pressed it on Mrs. Xue's forehead. Mrs. Xue's whole body trembled suddenly and she stood motionless.
"You'd better not show off your moral behavior, just let me put away your resentment and reincarnate with peace of mind!"
Uncle Huo said indifferently.
This scene made me stunned. I didn't expect that a coin could trap the old ghost. For a moment, I forgot about the task of digging the grave given by Uncle Huo.
But Mrs. Xue didn't seem to be willing to give in. Her body was shaking violently, her eyes disappeared, leaving only the whites of her eyes, and wisps of red aura began to slowly emit from her body, and the bronze coins on her forehead seemed to have been pried.
It's like moving, eager to try, and will be revealed soon.
"Uncle Huo, be careful!"
I reminded uneasily.
Uncle Huo sighed indifferently,
"Hey, stubborn!"
After saying that, he took out two yellow talisman papers from his waist and quickly put them on Mrs. Xue's shoulders and said loudly:
"Xiaoyu, see clearly! This red aura is the resentment accumulated in her body. The two talismans on her shoulders are resentment-resolving talismans, which can absorb these resentments."
I was stunned at first, thinking why are you telling me this? But I didn’t care so much, so I hurriedly looked at it.
I found that the yellow charms on Mrs. Xue's shoulders began to turn a little red. As the red became darker and darker, Mrs. Xue's body gradually stopped moving, and the bronze coin on her forehead stopped shaking.
I think it was because the resentment in her body was absorbed by the Resentment Talisman.
Seeing that Uncle Huo had already controlled Mrs. Xue, I stopped watching and started digging the grave with more strength...
What I didn't expect was that after digging for less than five minutes, the shovel hit something hard.
"It can't be buried so shallow, right?!" I said in surprise.
Upon hearing this, Uncle Huo hurriedly came over. His face showed a solemn look after just one glance, and then he took out a shovel and started digging himself.
I looked at Old Mrs.
On our side.
A few minutes later, a dilapidated black coffin appeared in front of us under the cold moonlight. Uncle Ho looked at the coffin in surprise and shook his head.
"Broken coffin and shallow burial..."
"What...what do you mean?"
I looked at him doubtfully.
"Are you interested?" Uncle Huo asked.
Seeing me nodding, Uncle Huo pulled off a piece of white cloth from his waist, twisted the cinnabar with his hands and quickly drew a strange pattern on the white cloth, and then covered the old lady Xue's head with the white cloth.
The reason why I know cinnabar is because when I was a child, I often went to Aunt Liu's house in the village. You can see the so-called magic medicines and magic tools everywhere in her house, and cinnabar is the most common one.
"With this white cloth covering her head, Mrs. Xue cannot hear what we are saying, nor can she see the surrounding situation."
Uncle Huo said calmly, then he lit a cigarette, took a heavy drag, and then said:
"Coffins should not be buried in bulk. There are key points in yin, yang, floating and sinking. Yin and yang are the methods of looking at Qi, and floating and sinking means depth. Generally speaking, acupuncture points need to be buried deep in high mountains, and shallow in low plains.
If the burial is the opposite, it will be a place where yin accumulates, and trouble will inevitably arise!"
Uncle Huo's words were easy to understand, and I understood them clearly, so I quickly observed the surrounding environment and found that Mrs. Xue's grave was located on the mountainside, which is high up. According to the principles of yin and yang, it should be buried deep.
But now it is a shallow burial!
"Come! Open the restaurant!"
Uncle Huo put out the cigarette in his hand and said in a deep voice.
He and I jumped into the grave and slowly pushed the coffin lid open together. After the coffin lid was pushed open, a rotten smell hit our faces. Uncle Huo covered his nose and took out a flashlight to shine. The two of us were stunned on the spot.
In situ.
I saw a corpse wearing a red floral shroud lying flat in the dilapidated coffin. It was Old Mrs. Xue!
Her body was round and round, indicating that she would not have been buried for more than half a month. However, the shroud on her body was very large and obviously did not fit her body. But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the face of the body has been changed beyond recognition!
It wasn't rotten, but it looked like it had been eaten by something. There was very little skin and flesh left, exposing the white bones. It looked indescribably disgusting. I tried my best to resist the urge to vomit, and turned my head to the side so as not to look at her.
Uncle Huo looked at it and shook his head repeatedly.
"The corpse has only been buried for more than half a month, and it turned out to be like this. Naturally, the soul will not be able to reincarnate with peace of mind. It is difficult to think of anything like this!"
"She is also pitiful...Uncle Huo, what should we do now?"
"Carrying her body on your back to the wasteland at the foot of the mountain and re-burying her in the coffin we brought over can fundamentally eliminate the resentment on her body."
"Then who will carry this body?"
I suddenly had an ominous premonition.
Uncle Huo glanced at me and smiled maliciously:
"I need to lure the soul, so of course it's you who will carry this corpse."
I shook my head helplessly, knowing that such a "bad thing" like carrying a corpse would definitely fall on me, so I stopped nagging and bent down to prepare to lift the corpse.
At this moment, something suddenly came out of the cuff of the shroud of Old Mrs. Xue's body and rushed towards me!