Notes on hitting ghosts

Chapter 1 The Human Head in the Yellow River
Let me introduce myself first.My name is Liu Baisui, male, my ancestors made a living by robbing tombs, and in my memory, from the generation of my ancestors, the school of tomb robbing has been carried forward.

But since then, the children and grandchildren have become less and less up to date, and the group of tomb robbers has gradually declined. In my father's generation, it has evolved from grave robbery to digging urns.

And then there's me...

At the beginning, I also dug urns for a while, but since I found a proper job, I have gradually become "good".

But precisely because of this, I violated the taboo of this line of work. It is recorded in "Mausoleum Wild Letters": Tomb robbers will steal from generation to generation!Those who violate the order will be punished by heaven.

It means that those who rob tombs must have their children and grandchildren go to rob tombs, otherwise they will be punished by heaven.

I didn't believe it when my dead daddy first told me, and to be honest, neither did my daddy at the time.But since I changed careers, what I have encountered has gradually changed my beliefs.

It turns out that divine punishment does not mean death, but something more terrifying than death!Grave robbery, ghost bumping, bloody face, dead people?Haha, these are all weak in the face of divine punishment.

Let me tell you a story about my grandfather first, because from my grandfather's generation, my "scourge" began to come gradually.

That year, my grandfather had just returned from the Great Northern Wilderness with his family and his family. All he owned was a horse and a quilt, and he picked up all kinds of junk along the way.

My father and my aunt were children back then, and when I think of those days now, tears are still streaming down my face. One can imagine how hard the days were.

Originally, grandpa wanted to rely on his own efforts to settle down in his hometown, and was even excited to plan a bright future with grandma.But sometimes God is so fucked up. When it was planned that my father had already married a wife and built a mansion to become the boss, and my grandpa and grandchildren would enjoy the blessings, the relevant comrades from the relevant departments forced their way in and took me Grandpa and my father held it down, and they were about to tie it up and take it away.

But fortunately, my grandfather was capable of robbing tombs at that time, and his skills in dealing with zongzi were able to deal with these comrades.

And at that time, my father was as thin as a loach, and he slipped out of the hands of several big men easily, and his farting skills disappeared. There was no other way, and the "related comrades" had to take my grandfather away.

After arriving at the destination, Grandpa knew the true identities of these people. It turned out that the troops from the provincial capital were sent to supervise the digging of the river.

After these troops came, they arrested people to dig rivers everywhere, and basically all the young and middle-aged people in the vicinity were arrested to dig rivers.

Originally, my grandfather was a little lame and was not included in the river digging list, but later, some good people said that my grandfather's kung fu in digging holes was first-rate.When the superior heard it, he thought to himself, isn't this Nima a talent for digging rivers?Burrowing and digging rivers have the same nature.

So my grandfather became a victim of gossip...

This river is the Tuhai River, a branch of the Yellow River in Shen County, Shandong.

On the first day when the river was dug, my grandfather was startled by the situation on the site. Below a river channel seven or eight meters wide, there were densely packed human heads, which stretched as far as the eye could see. It is convenient, so the situation on the scene can be described as stinky!

As soon as my grandfather glanced at it, the militiaman behind him whipped a whip on him: "What are you doing in a daze, go down and work."

My grandpa said that he was doing a 360-degree turn in the air, his movements were graceful, his posture was elegant and his legs landed on the ground, as stable as Mount Tai!Later, I heard someone say that my grandfather actually rolled down the road, and then landed on his buttocks, in a state of embarrassment...

The next step is the simple process of digging the river. My grandfather quickly mastered the knack of being lazy, so when everyone else was tired, my grandfather was secretly happy. There's even time to watch old women's asses.

It is said that when work was about to end that day, everyone was already so tired that their tongues drooped and they panted like cows.But in the last half hour, there was an earth-shattering explosion and a deafening scream from a strong man in the middle of the river bank not far away!

Immediately afterwards, my grandfather, who was not far from the explosion, felt his body splashed by some warm liquid, and a lot of it even got into his eyes.

My grandfather cursed, and then tried to open his eyes, but when he opened them, he was completely frightened.Because the people who were standing next to me just now have all turned into blood men: blood spots all over their bodies, and some of them are carrying some human organs on their bodies!

Not only my grandpa, but the other people were also frightened and dumbfounded. Everyone was dumbfounded, not knowing what was going on.

Immediately afterwards, someone shouted: "Dead, dead!"

The crowd became chaotic, and everyone ran desperately. Thousands of people were like a rising tide, running wildly to both sides. The ground was stepped on and made a dull sound, like an earthquake.

Many people on the river bank couldn't stand at all, and rolled down from the top, and were stepped on by others as if they were stones. The screams were even more tragic than howling wolves.Especially the voices of some women are relatively loud and shrill, which really frightened many people.

Many people thought it was haunted.

The militiamen in charge of law and order don't think it's haunted.There was a blast of explosives just now, and then the crowd ran away in one direction, shouting endlessly. They thought these people were going to rebel, so they held their guns and fired a few shots into the sky!
The deterrent force of the gunshots was greater than anything else, and all the people who were running were frightened and stupid. They squatted on the ground covering their heads and stopped running.

Only then did the soldiers realize that it was not someone who wanted to rebel, but a cart pulling explosives, which exploded.Soon, "relevant leaders" came, and one of them was a female leader wearing glasses. As soon as she took a look, she screamed in fright and passed out.

Everyone was curious, what did the female leader see?

The few male leaders were not much better than her, their faces were sallow and full of fear, and each of them held the stone behind them with their hands so that they would not fall to the ground.

"Then...all go back, all go back to rest, just now...someone lit a cigarette and lit the explosives just now, we will take care of this place." One of the people who seemed to be the most official said.

Afterwards, the bald man asked the People's Liberation Army to stand in a circle and surround the site so that the river diggers outside would not be seen, and then someone drove the river diggers out.

My grandfather was also planning to go back to have a good rest, but he didn't expect two People's Liberation Army to cover my grandfather, and he was dragged away without saying a word.

They had guns in their hands, so my grandpa had no choice but to go back with them obediently.

After my grandfather saw the situation clearly, he realized why they called him here.

It turned out that the explosion just now produced a very strange coffin of unknown material.As a Tufuzi (tomb robber), my grandfather is a real coffin expert!

After listening to people's analysis and seeing it with my own eyes, the truth finally came to light.

It turned out that when digging the river today, a laborer was exhausted to death. In order to avoid unnecessary influence, the supervisor put the body in a cart filled with explosives as usual, and prepared to push it out quietly.

This is not the first time they have done this.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong on the mountainside this time, and the explosives covering the corpse exploded (the cause of the explosion has not yet been ascertained, but it is only vaguely defined as someone smoking. In fact, no one was allowed to smoke at the scene) .Then the corpse and the two militiamen pushing the cart were blown to pieces, forming a rain of blood.

Bloody wind, bloody wind, my grandfather said that he had only heard it before, and only after experiencing it this time did he know how insane this idiom is.

Of course, these are not the most frightening, the most frightening thing is the coffin blown out by the explosives!
(End of this chapter)