After a brief period of fear, I calmed down a bit.
Staring at the corpse, the smell of rotting corpses was removed. From the location of his wounds, there were signs of decay.
As long as the dead have grievances, they will not rot, not only the dead bodies in the river, but also the dead people who have landed on the shore.
When the evil corpse is injured and broken, it becomes a broken corpse that is more haunted by evil spirits.
But I didn't expect that my father could actually make this broken corpse fly away...
The most important wound should not be the one on the neck, but the hammer embedded in Yintang.
This mace is the tool my dad uses to mend ships...
"How did you come in?" Miao Guangyang's eyebrows were slightly depressed.
I quickly told Miao Guangyang about Gui Granny's inference and what was going on outside.
Miao Guangyang nodded thoughtfully. He also told me that he had been looking for traces of my father, and he also knew that another corpse had fallen in the forest, so he tried to avoid it.
He happened to find signs of my father a moment ago, but suddenly he disappeared again. He heard a bell ringing near me and rushed over, just in time to see my father's body outside the bushes.
Miao Guangyang's narration fits exactly what happened just now.
I knew everything after that. Miao Guangyang used a talisman to suppress my father, and this black evil corpse was also destroyed by my father.
I wiped the sweat from my forehead with lingering fear, and carefully asked Miao Guangyang, how to deal with this body?
Miao Guangyang shook his head and said that his soul was gone and the talisman was useless. Even if a wild cat outside came in, he would not be able to save his life.
Moreover, the resentment of the body itself stops the decay. Once the resentment is dissipated, the rate of decay will be extremely rapid.
There is no need to wait until noon tomorrow. There will only be a handful of bones left here, and there is no need to deal with the body.
After Miao Guangyang finished explaining, he turned around without pausing, put my father's body on his back, and walked out of the forest.
The moonlight was even quieter, and the wind seemed to be blowing in the forest. The whining ghost wind lingered in the ears, making people feel extremely depressed.
I even seemed to hear a slight chuckle.
Looking back instinctively, the corpses hanging on the dead trees on the cliff trembled even more.
The sobbing wind was mixed with the chattering ghost's laughter, which really raised the terror to the extreme.
I quickly followed Miao Guangyang and hurried out of the forest.
The strange thing is that when we came out of the woods, fog started growing again.
There was darkness in the white ghost mist, and it was even more cold and terrifying.
I always feel that there should be something staring at us in this fog, but in fact there is nothing.
At this time, Miao Guangyang suddenly glanced at me and said, "Li Yinyang, let me teach you a taboo."
My demeanor suddenly became respectful.
Miao Guangyang continued: "You should know that you need someone to carry a corpse at night, right?"
I immediately nodded and said: "My father taught me, I know." Miao Guangyang hummed and continued: "It's not that simple. Ordinary corpses require hard-working corpse-carrying people, but when you meet a real corpse If you want to transform evil corpses, or break up corpses, and other evil corpses, you need a witch to open the way."
"The living man Yang Guandao, the dead man Nai He Qiao. I can carry your father in this forest on my back now only because of the courage of a skilled man and the fact that except for him, there are no other dead people in this forest for the time being. Otherwise, we will Will be dragged into the fog."
Hearing this, my heart skipped a beat.
Miao Guangyang continued to look at me deeply: "Keep these taboos in mind. Your destiny is Yin. Whether you like it or not, you will have to deal with dead people all year round. The more careful you are, the longer you will live."
I nodded vigorously and whispered thank you, Mr. Miao, for reminding me.
Miao Guangyang's feet were faster, so naturally I followed closely and didn't dare to fall behind.
Finally, when we reached the exit of the forest, the fog was so thick that I couldn't even see the ghost woman or my second uncle.
But I heard a shrill meow, which was more like a baby crying.
I even felt that countless wild cats seemed to have gotten into the mist at the exit!
They seemed to be waiting for an opportunity to get close to my father's body!
At this moment, Miao Guangyang suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "Ghost woman, clear the way!"
His tone was calm, but his voice became thick and full of energy at this moment.
The next moment, I heard a sharp and hoarse shout coming from outside the exit of the forest.
The voice belonged to a ghost woman, but the sharpness was similar to the "Yin Fu" I yelled when I was using my vagina.
It makes people have goosebumps all over their body and their scalp is numb!
"The dead do not touch the ground when passing through their coffins, and the living do not look back when they walk at night!"
"The hour is coming, and the goddess will open the yin!"
"Sir, carry the corpse! Hundreds of ghosts retreat!"
The moment this sound sounded, the fog around Miao Guangyang and I changed.
The fog was so dense that it was almost approaching us. There was even a lot of fog in front of us, so that the exit of the forest was completely shrouded.
But now, the fog began to disperse to both sides, and the fog on the side became denser, but the fog in front of me dispersed, forming a narrow road about two or three meters wide!
It's not obvious inside the forest, but it's obvious outside the forest.
The ghost woman and her second uncle stood in front with their waists hunched. They glanced around with alert expressions. When their eyes fell on me and Miao Guangyang, they relaxed a lot.
Miao Guangyang paused for a moment and then continued forward.
After walking to the side of the ghost woman, the ghost woman held the wicker wrapped with white silk in her hand and slapped it into the mist next to her!
The crisp sound seemed to suppress the shrill calls of many wild cats.
But an even weirder scene happened. I actually saw on both sides of the mist that the villagers who had been knocked unconscious by the witch before had suddenly woken up!
No, not awake, but numb like a puppet on strings, standing blankly on the edge of the fog, only able to see his head and face clearly.
In addition, some human hands poked out of the mist, but their heads, faces, and bodies were not visible at all.
Those hands were either pointing forward as if they were trying to grab something, or they were holding old lanterns. The flames in the lanterns had long been extinguished, making them look even more eerie.
"Your mourning stick is just made of ordinary willow wood. This road is going to be lively for a while." Miao Guangyang said calmly.
The ghost woman coughed loudly. While coughing, he was lighting a cigarette for himself. The leaf cigarette was held in his mouth, and his hands were trembling when he lit it.
"Mr. Miao, don't worry. The ghost woman is walking at night, no matter whether she is alive or dead. If she blocks the road without opening her eyes, she can be whipped back with a stick."
After saying this, the cigarette was lit, and the dim sparks suddenly became brighter after the ghost woman took a puff.
He raised his legs and walked forward, the wicker wrapped with white silk in his hand, which was the mourning stick, crackling back and forth against the edge of the mist.
As he walked past, those hands actually retracted.
Moreover, the numb villagers also retreated into the fog and could not see clearly.
The second uncle walked closely behind Miao Guangyang, holding a divination knife in his hand and being more cautious.
Along the way, there was fog on both sides. It was only after we left the village and returned to my house that the fog finally dissipated.
In fact, when I passed the village just now, I was also anxious, but fortunately nothing happened.
After arriving at my house, Miao Guangyang placed my father's body in the coffin.
But the weird thing is that my father's body was sitting stiffly and couldn't lie down...
It was almost the end of the night now, the moonlight had disappeared, and the darkest time of the night was before dawn.
The second uncle was staring at the corpse. His eyes were red and cloudy, as if he wanted to cry but was holding back.
I was particularly uneasy and cautiously asked Miao Guangyang why my father was sitting and not lying down. How should I close the coffin lid? At this time, Miao Guangyang's expression had become much calmer. He told me that because my father was still resentful, he wanted to dismantle the body, but we suppressed the body. Although it wouldn't cause any trouble, he definitely didn't want to leave like this. Understand.
At least some of his grievances must be simply relieved, so that he can be buried safely in the coffin.
I immediately asked Miao Guangyang, what should I do?
Miao Guangyang rubbed his brows and said, "It's not difficult. I have prepared an obituary for you. After you read it, he should lie down." After saying that, Miao Guangyang took out an obituary from his body. piece of paper.
Isn't that what he wrote during the day?
I lowered my head to read it, and the content on it was complicated and convoluted. Fortunately, my father taught me to read a lot, so I will be able to recognize these words.
The first line of words on this paper was written: Li Yinyang, the filial son, paid tribute to his adoptive father Liu Shuigui.
But I don’t know why. It’s clearly written in black and white, but when I look at it, it seems like it’s spreading and glowing with a faint blood.
