I gasped and took several steps back in fright.
The villagers who were planning the funeral nearby were also horrified, with expressions of horror and disbelief on their faces.
Father Qin trembled at the corner of his mouth and said, "This, this... what is this situation? I looked at the body when it was buried, and I didn't find any wounds. How could it bleed if it was fine?"
The whole mourning hall was silent, all the villagers were stunned, and the timid woman had already run away.
Standing opposite the coffin, I also felt a chill rising up.
It is not a good thing to see blood on the coffin. It reminds me of my unfortunate childhood experience.
I quickly calmed down, wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, and said to Father Qin, who was already dumbfounded, "The corpse is bleeding. There must be injustice. Can you open the museum so I can see it?"
"this?"
Father Qin looked troubled. According to the rules of the countryside, it is unlucky to open the coffin once the body has been buried.
I said, "It would be even more unlucky if the body was buried with a sense of injustice. Let's open the coffin, at least to find out what Widow Chen wants!"
Perhaps out of respect for me, Father Qin reluctantly agreed and said through gritted teeth, "Open the coffin!"
Several brave young men gathered around and worked together to lift the lid of the coffin, revealing the body underneath.
When the lid of the coffin was opened, everyone shuddered. The open coffin looked like a shark's mouth, spewing out a stream of fishy cold air. The most terrifying thing was that the eyes of the corpse were actually open. The white eyeballs were turned outward and covered with dark red bloodshot eyes, like branching branches, extending directly to the depths of the scalp.
Depend on!
I was top-heavy and immediately became a little unsteady. Looking at the corpse's white eyes and fingers bent like chicken claws, I felt a cold air rushing up the chrysanthemum to Tianling Gai.
All the people who opened the coffin were so frightened that they froze in place and did not dare to move.
The female corpse under the coffin had distorted and crooked facial features, a pale green cheek, and a line of blood and tears flowing under the two eye sockets. It looked very scary!
What really makes everyone feel incredible is that a pool of black-purple blood gushed out from the woman's lower limbs, and even the shroud was dyed red, a shocking dark red.
"What a dog says!"
Father Qin was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground. He pointed at Widow Chen's body tremblingly, "When the body was found before, she didn't look so ferocious. Why is she now..."
I didn't say anything. I approached the coffin bravely and took a quick glance at the bleeding lower body of the female corpse. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that the abdomen of the female corpse was slightly bulging. My heart trembled unconsciously. I gritted my teeth and stretched out my hand to press the cold and hard body of the female corpse. belly.
The next second I was so frightened that I retracted my hand and said with the same trembling voice,
"The female body was pregnant and there was a dead baby in her belly."
"This is impossible!"
Father Qin started yelling, jumped up and said, "Widow Chen's husband fell off the cliff last year while chopping firewood. He has been dead for more than a year, unless, unless..."
As soon as he said this, Father Qin thought of something, turned his head suddenly, glared at the villagers watching from a distance, and shouted,
"Which dog did something immoral? Come forward!"
No one said anything.
On the one hand, he was scared, and on the other hand, rural people value face the most. Even if the father of the unborn baby was really present, he probably wouldn't have the shame to admit it.
I stopped Father Qin who was furious and swallowed his saliva uncomfortably, saying,
"The issue now is not to find out who committed the immoral thing, but... Widow Chen died unjustly. You can see how much resentment she had before she died by looking at her current appearance, especially when there was a corpse in her belly. This is called 'mother-child evil', and it can easily turn into evil, so it must be dealt with as soon as possible."
While I was talking, I was trembling all over, wondering why I was so unlucky to encounter such a terrible thing when I went down the mountain for the first time.
"Mother-in-Child Evil" is a special kind of grievance spirit, which is usually formed after the death of a pregnant woman. Because she was still pregnant with the fetus before she died unjustly, killing two people with one corpse will greatly aggravate the grievances of the pregnant woman. Sha.
This is no joke.
Father Qin was stunned and stammered and asked me what should I do?
In desperation, I couldn't think of any good solution, so I could only stamp my feet and say, "The safest way is to find out the cause of death of the pregnant woman and give her justice."
If we can find out who killed Widow Chen and let the murderer receive the punishment he deserves, it may be able to calm her resentment and allow her to go on her journey with peace of mind.
Father Qin's face was full of pain, and he stamped his feet anxiously and said, "How can we find it? There are more than thirty households in the village. You can't go door to door and ask. No one will admit it if you ask."
I swallowed my saliva and said, "Look for it if you can't find it. If you can't find it, just call the police. It's best to leave this matter to the police."
But when it came to calling the police, Father Qin was in trouble again.
At that time, communications were not as developed as they are now. There was no signal at all in the mountains. In addition, a layer of poisonous miasma had formed in Yamawanggou, which had long blocked the road out of the village. It would be very dangerous to run to the town to find the police in the middle of the night.
Seeing that Father Qin couldn't come up with an idea, I had to suggest, "Then seal the coffin again, use peach wood to make some coffin nails, seal the coffin first, wait until the poisonous miasma is gone, then go to the town to call the police, and be sure to return her." Only with justice can this matter be settled!"
Father Qin could only agree and quickly arranged for the villagers to do the same. He grabbed my hand impatiently and said,
"Brother Zhou, you are the apprentice of the old god. You have to help me this time. You must protect our village."
"Don't worry, Dad Qin, I will try my best."
I don't know whether to laugh or cry. He is called the apprentice of an old god, and he has been given such a high hat that I can't even push him away.
But the problem is that Xuan Zhenzi is not an old immortal, and I haven't learned anything about him. I'm just someone who comes to the village to deliver messages. This kind of thing is beyond my ability.
After sealing the coffin again, I asked Father Qin to find Mo Dou, kill a few big roosters, soak the Mo Dou thread in the rooster's blood, wrap the coffin around, and tie it with a tight knot.
Doing this can prevent Widow Chen's resentment from leaking out, and it is the only solution I can think of. The ink fountain line is a tool invented by Lu Ban, which represents right and wrong, so it has the effect of suppressing evil. The longer the ink fountain is, the better its ability to suppress evil. powerful.
It was already late at night when all this was done. I had been walking for a day and was already exhausted. I felt that nothing would go wrong, so I asked Father Qin to find a place to rest.
Father Qin nodded hurriedly, took me back home, tidied the bed briefly and said,
"Brother, please feel sorry for yourself and stay at my house for a while. I have to go to the village entrance to see if the miasma has dissipated. I also need to find someone to call the police in the town as soon as possible."
"Um!"
I nodded. After struggling for so long, I was indeed exhausted. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I fell into a drowsy sleep.
But this sleep was very restless. I was confused and didn't know how long I had slept. I felt cold under my stomach, as if the evil energy of my mother's Corpse Pill was about to attack again.
It's strange. After so many years of treatment by Xuan Zhenzi, the evil spirit of the Corpse Pill has long been suppressed. Although I am not strong enough to refine the Corpse Pill given by my mother, I have not shown any signs of physical discomfort for a long time.
I felt cold on my body and felt a little uncomfortable. I opened my eyes in a daze and was about to rub my belly.
But the moment I opened my eyes, I saw a dark blue face, almost sticking to the ceiling, looking face to face with me, with his mouth almost open in an O shape, and his eyeballs were red and brighter than light bulbs. .
"Hold the grass!"
Chills ran down my spine, and I woke up with a fright. I rolled under the bed in a hurry. When I saw that the ceiling was empty, I realized that I had a nightmare.
"It turned out to be a dream."
I breathed a sigh of relief and just wiped off the cold sweat, when Qin Yong shouted anxiously from outside the door,
"Brother Zhou, something happened. Widow Chen's body is missing..."
