Yellow Spring Taboo

Chapter 3
I was taken aback and said how could this be possible.

The neighbor said that the facts are right in front of you, and there is nothing impossible. If you don't believe it, don't you know if you go over and take a look?

My heart was suddenly suspended, and I asked Wang Feiyang to help me make seven red paper coffins. Seven people died in his family tonight. I had to connect these two things.

Feeling uneasy, I strode towards the paper-making shop of Wang Feiyang's family. When I came here, most of the people on the street gathered here, and at this time, they were making paper at Wang Feiyang's house. On the beam in the center of the store, I saw a shocking scene.

Hanging straight from the beams of the house were seven corpses, lined up from left to right according to age, namely Wang Feiyang's grandmother, his parents, his second uncle, second mother, and his two twin siblings.

The whole picture is extremely weird, and the expressions on the faces of each corpse are very wonderful and hideous, as if they saw something that frightened them when they died. From their facial expressions, it does not look like The appearance of hanging himself is more like being scared to death by something.

A gust of cold wind blew past, causing the seven corpses on the beams to dangle in the air, making this already extremely weird scene even more terrifying.

I was struck by lightning. Just last night, Wang Feiyang's twin siblings were still alive and kicking in front of me. I didn't expect that they would turn into cold dead bodies so quickly.

My heart was in a mess, and when I tried to regain my composure, I suddenly discovered that Wang Feiyang's family of eight is now dead except for him, so what about Wang Feiyang?where did he go.

According to common sense, Wang Feiyang must have rushed to the scene as soon as such a big event happened at home, but there are always signs that Wang Feiyang has never shown up since the Wang family was destroyed until now. What is this guy doing? What name?
Had he died too, but somewhere else?
At this time, the police who arrived not long ago had already set up a cordon around the paper-making shop, and two policemen were putting a ladder on the beam of the paper-making shop, apparently trying to get the seven corpses out of the house. Take it off the tree.

But as soon as the policeman stretched his hand towards Grandma Wang Feiyang's corpse, Zuo Daoyin's voice suddenly sounded from below: "Don't move, the corpse can't be touched yet."

Although Zuo Daoyin has rarely appeared in people's field of vision these years, and he is full of bad luck, he is still very famous in our Baijie, and the police here also hold him in awe .

"Old Mr. Zuo, why can't the corpses be moved?" asked the leading policeman.

Zuo Daoyin didn't explain too much, he just said that the old Wang's family died unjustly.

The policeman also said that the old Wang's family must have offended someone, that's why the family of seven was wiped out tonight. This is a big case, and the police will definitely hunt down the murderer vigorously. Wang Feiyang, the missing son of the Wang family.

Zuo Daoyin snorted and said that there is no need for an examination. The seven people were frightened to death, and their bodies climbed up and hung on the beam after death. In the event of an accident, the seven corpses will be taken down at noon tomorrow, and then he will be asked to open the altar and burn them with the sun fire from the sky.

This sentence caused an uproar in an instant. Many people in Baijie believe in the existence of ghosts and gods. At this time, many people have nervous expressions on their faces. I also find it very strange. Climb to the beam and hang yourself?

The policeman next to him wanted to ask something else, but Zuo Daoyin ignored him at all, and walked towards me and asked a question that made me feel inexplicable. There are seven big red paper coffins, is it true?

I was stunned for a moment, and then an unknown fire suddenly rose from my heart, and I asked Zuo Daoyin what was going on, why seven people died in Wang Feiyang's family, and you asked me to go to his house Seven paper coffins, why would his family be wiped out.

Who knows that Zuo Daoyin looked blank after hearing my questioning, and then asked me what I was talking about?He also said that he never let me come to Wang's house to make a coffin.

Originally, I still had some respect for Zuo Daoyin, but after hearing what he said, I was instantly angry. I said Zuo Daoyin, how dare you do it? Last night I went to your house to ask you for help , It was you who asked me to come to Wang's family to make paper coffins, and now something happened at his house, you want to shirk responsibility, and you actually said that I never came to you.

Zuo Daoyin looked even more dazed, and judging by his expression, he pretended to be real. He hurriedly asked me what was going on, and asked me to tell him what happened yesterday.

I knew this guy was pretending on purpose, so I told this matter in front of everyone with a loud voice, wanting others to see Zuo Daoyin's hypocrisy, who knew I just said it Halfway through, Zuo Daoyin suddenly interrupted me.

He glanced at me, and I always felt that there were some unknown meanings hidden in his glaucoma eyes, and then he took out his broken bowl and three copper coins again for a divination, and after the divination, I A trace of panic could be clearly read from his eyes.

"Did that woman come to your place to pick up the coffin?" Zuo Daoyin suddenly looked at me and asked, at this moment his scarred face looked particularly frightening.

"No." I replied subconsciously.

"Then did you experience any strange things last night?"

My heart skipped a beat, and I told Zuo Daoyin about the strange dream. After listening to it, his body trembled and he yelled that something was wrong.

Immediately afterwards, he told me to go home quickly, and I must carry the seven paper coffins to the back mountain and burn them before midnight.

Although I still have some prejudice against Zuo Daoyin in my heart, looking at his serious appearance now, I don't think he seems to be joking with me, and this series of events must be related to the seven paper coffins , so I didn't think too much, and went back to my coffin shop immediately.

After I went back, I started the small truck that I usually used to pull the coffins at home, and began to transport the coffins to the back mountain one by one. After nearly two hours of tossing, I finally transported the seven The coffin was pulled to the back mountain.

I was so tired that I was sweating profusely. It was strange to say that this paper coffin was supposed to be very light, but it felt very heavy when I lifted it. Although it was not as exaggerated as a real coffin, it always felt like sleeping inside the coffin. same as a person.

After I finished smoking a cigarette and rested for a while, I immediately went to find a pile of dry wood, because the dry firewood was a little damp in winter, I had a lot of trouble to light the pile of firewood, and then I Put the seven paper coffins on top of the pile of dry firewood.

After it was ignited, flames gradually sprang up there, and after the flames touched the paper coffins, the seven paper coffins soon started to burn, and at this moment, there was a sudden shrill scream from the flames.

The voice startled me, and I hurriedly turned to look over there.

Among the flames, the piercing scream became more and more clear, and at the same time, I saw a person rolling back and forth in the fire.

I was dumbfounded at the time, why suddenly there was a big living person in the fire, I didn't have time to think about the reason, let alone who that person was, the most urgent thing is to put out the fire over there, The man was pulled from the fire.

I rushed to the fire at the first time, then took off my clothes, and rushed towards that person. Fortunately, I found it in time, and the fire didn't seem too big, so it didn't take much money. The strength put out the fire on the man.

After extinguishing the fire on his body, this guy smelled of paste all over his body, and his body was pitch black, like an African, but fortunately I rescued him in time, and he was fine.

At this moment, he was lying on the ground with his back to me, panting heavily. I hurriedly asked who he was and why he was lying in this paper coffin.

The guy coughed several times before slowly turning his head around. When I saw his face, my eyeballs almost rolled out of the eye sockets. This guy was actually Wang Feiyang.

(End of this chapter)