Hit evil?
Xie Heng recalled in his mind the time when he was still a child in the mountains.
There was a single old man in the village. He had a small moustache, his hair was combed and shiny, and he was wearing a long coat that he never changed.
Throughout the year, I don’t work in the fields or pull cattle. I don’t have any other habits. I just like to find a cool shade of a tree and tell the village children some strange folk stories from ancient times.
A bunch of little kids surrounded the old man and listened to what he said.
From the creation of heaven and earth, to the changes in dynasties and the differences among people, he seems to know everything.
If the children in the village heard it, they would have nightmares every night!
It's lovely, especially children, who are addicted to food. The more they listen to it, the more scared they become, and the more scared they are, the more they like to listen to it.
The old man spoke vividly, and he spoke every word so clearly that after so many years, Xie Heng still remembered a lot of it.
What made Xie Heng suddenly think of this was because of his 'surfing' last night. Xie Heng especially learned about the current era of evil spirits' resurgence.
Among them, many of the cases that could be found, and the ghosts whose registration information was controlled, actually matched what the old man told them back then!
Perhaps this is why this 'terror' is defined as 'recovery'.
According to the old man and online information, evil spirits are a general term, but in fact there are many types.
The ghost driver killed by Xie Heng was one of them.
In addition, there are also many, many different evil spirits, each of which has special abilities or characteristics.
Some of them cannot directly cause physical harm to people.
Instead, they will attack people through possession, lodging, or some other mental level control.
This kind of attack is actually more terrifying and terrifying!
Someone wakes up and ends up in a mental hospital.
Some people don't wake up and can only become prisoners of the hospital bed from then on.
Some people even become depressed on the spot because of listening to a song at midnight. Since then, the blue sky and white clouds have turned gray, and life has lost interest.
There are too many...
This kind of silent, invisible, non-physical damage is, most of the time, more terrifying than killing someone directly!
Usually, people who encounter this kind of attack are called - Chongxie!
Xie Heng was absent-mindedly remembering, and he didn't know how long it took before he was woken up by Xie Xiaozhang's voice.
"Master, I just need to pick one or two more pieces. How about this one? Does it look good?"
Xie Xiaozhang picked up a green Hanfu in his hand, compared it in front of him, and asked Xie Heng.
"It's beautiful, with a kind of beauty that doesn't care about the life and death of others."
Although Xie Heng was joking, in his heart he was quite satisfied with the appearance of his offspring Du Miao.
This means that the mother-in-law did not choose a bad person and her genes were not damaged.
"That's really...thank you for your compliment..."
Xie Xiaozhang gritted his teeth, like a wild boar that dared to be angry but dared not speak.
After all, she is just a little girl, and she thought she could be praised by Xie Heng!
The little girl continued to work, moving clothes. The clothes in the underground warehouse could only be used as a temporary place to store the goods when they first arrived.
You should hurry up to sort and store them, otherwise they will become boring.
Xie Heng ignored Xiao Zhan and took it easy. The dim warehouse was a little bigger than he thought.
Ever since he entered the store, he could always smell the smell of old alcohol.
The smell wasn't that strong when we were upstairs, but it became a little stronger after entering the warehouse.
As a ghost, Xie Heng can easily see things in the dark without the help of light.
Xie Heng walked deep into the warehouse. There were not many things placed here and it seemed relatively empty.
What should be stored should be some sundries that are not used at all, piled in a messy pile.
"It's the smell coming from here."
Xie Heng walked a few meters closer, and there was a faint smell of alcohol among the debris.
At this distance, Xie Heng could completely sense that this cold breath was not just the ordinary smell of alcohol.
Xie Heng then stepped forward and cleared away all the debris on the ladder.
Sure enough, a wine vat was exposed underneath, about the height of Xie Heng's knees, and it was completely black.
It is sealed tightly with a red wine cork, and there is a big red word "福" on the body of the urn.
At this moment, the ghostly aura that was originally covered by the smell of alcohol was revealed and rushed toward Xie Heng's face!
"Master! What's going on? Are you okay?"
Xie Xiaozhang heard the noise and ran over quickly. There were all kinds of miscellaneous things here. If they were touched, they would be like an avalanche. Don't let our ancestors bury them.
"Strange, there is a ghost here."
Xie Heng crossed his hands, stared at the wine vat and said, this is an unexpected gain.
"Huh?? Master, please don't scare me. Why is there a ghost in the store?"
Xie Xiaozhang shivered with fright, and Ma Liu hid behind Xie Heng.
Hitting a ghost once was something she would never forget for the rest of her life. It was better not to have this kind of experience happen again.
"Yes, the smell of alcohol is the easiest way to block the smell of ghosts."
"If I hadn't gotten closer, I wouldn't have been able to spot the ghost here."
Xie Heng nodded.
"However, the boss of Jiuwengzi also showed off to me, saying that he dug it in the house of an old relative who passed away."
"It's dated and well-hidden. It's destined to fetch a good price."
"It's just that he hasn't been able to sell it, and he couldn't bear to expose it, so he kept it in the warehouse."
Xie Xiaozhang clutched Xie Heng's clothes tightly.
After hearing what his granddaughter said, Xie Heng roughly understood that this was probably how the trouble was dug out.
"When did your boss find this wine vat?" Xie Heng asked.
Xie Xiaozhang shook her head. She wasn't too sure about the details.
"It's been happening since I came to work here. I remember it must have been a few years, right?"
Xie Xiaozhang thought for a while and then added.
"Then do you know when his baby went crazy?"
Xie Heng leaned down and asked while looking at the wine vat.
Hearing this question, Xie Xiaozhang opened his mouth slightly, thought about it carefully, and said, "It seems to have been a few years ago!"
If the time matches up, it should be right.
Xie Heng patted the wine urn, and the clay porcelain made a muffled sound, and explained: "There is not just wine in this urn."
"I remember I heard before that in ancient times, there were some street jugglers in order to attract more people to watch their performances and make money."
"They will collect children from the village at a low price and raise them in wine jars."
Xie Heng heard this from the old man in the village.
The old man also threatened them that if they dared not listen to their parents, they would be sold and put in jars in the future, which scared them and the children so much that they did not dare to sleep for several nights.
"Raised in a small wine vat like this?!"
"If they are so small, can they grow bigger?"
Xie Xiaozhang said in surprise.
It was hard to imagine how a living person could be crammed into this wine jar, which only reached his knees.
"What they want is to inhibit growth."
Xie Hengbi measured the edge of the wine vat, became more and more sure, paused and continued:
"These bought children will be soaked in some special medicinal wine during the first month after they are bought, forcing their body bones to soften so that they can be forced into the urn. In the end, only their heads and necks can barely be exposed."
"Some may expose their limbs to facilitate some acrobatic performances."
"These children have no right to choose. When they were bought, they were destined to have no way to become normal people."
"I can only live as a ghost boy who is neither human nor ghost, providing the audience with a sense of curiosity and helping the host attract more eyeballs, that's all."
"This kind of raising method is one of the widely circulated methods of raising little ghosts."
After listening to Xie Heng's words, Xie Xiaozhang's expression beside him could no longer bear it, and his eyes looking at the wine vat became complicated.
Just listening to Xie Heng's description, she could picture in her mind the tragic situation of those children being forced into urns.
Soaked in medicinal wine for a month, and then forced into the mouth of the circle, which is less than the size of a hand, the body is replaced by an urn.
Just like this...staying for the rest of your life? It's clearly torture!
"Master, don't they have human rights? Why should they be treated like this when they are born?"
Xie Xiaozhang obviously didn't understand and wanted to get more explanations from Xie Heng.
"In terms of human rights, it should be a term that is often mentioned nowadays."
