Notes on hitting ghosts

Chapter 2 Raising a Corpse Coffin

Speaking of this coffin, it is really weird. It has a dull and dull appearance, and it is impossible to tell what material it is made of. It is also very small, basically the size of an adult.

At one end of the coffin, there was a black protrusion, I don't know what it is.All in all, this thing seems to release cold air, which makes people feel lingering fear unconsciously at a glance, and the back of the spine feels cold.

My grandfather Dang even judged that this thing has too much corpse aura, and after a long time of contact, it will make people abnormal.The so-called abnormality is nothing more than the imbalance of yin and yang.

Of course, the time is too short, and there is no time to read deeper things.

"Leader, this thing is an ominous thing, it's better to bury it quickly, otherwise we will all suffer." My grandfather didn't want to deal with this strange coffin from the bottom of his heart, so he immediately persuaded the leader.

When the leaders heard this, they scolded angrily: "Liu Lao Er, Liu Lao Er, if you dare to talk nonsense, believe it or not, you will be dragged out to criticize? Your behavior is poaching the corner of socialism, a typical feudal superstition The old almanac, the old tradition and the old thinking, have to be changed..."

After that, he said a lot of things, nothing more than threatening Liu Laoer to open the coffin to see what was in the coffin!

My grandfather was really terrified at the time. After all, in those days, mothers and fathers were not as good as mothers. If you dared to disobey orders from mothers, what else could you not do?You are treason.

So even though he was very afraid of the coffin, he could only bite the bullet and nod in agreement in the end.

When the corpse was bombed just now, a lot of blood, arms and legs, etc. fell on the coffin, bloody, and now the blood seemed to fall on a sponge, and it was quickly absorbed by the coffin... …

After a while, the surface of the coffin turned red and seemed to become elastic, like a big cowhide band. This scene was very scary.

Not to mention those leaders who don't believe in ghosts and ghosts, even my grandfather, an old loach who often deals with coffins, began to tremble with fear.

"Second Liu, what are you still doing in a daze, do it quickly?" The bald leader urged loudly, at the same time, a soldier who seemed to dislike my grandfather pushed my grandfather hard, and my grandfather staggered and fell down. on the coffin.

Both hands were also pressed on the coffin.The first feeling I got was soft, soft, like... human skin.

This thought startled my grandfather, and he jumped up from the coffin with a scream.By now his hands were covered in blood.When I looked at the coffin again, my grandfather almost fainted from fright.

Because at this moment, the surface of the coffin that had absorbed a lot of blood was swollen, as if a dry sponge swelled after absorbing a lot of water.And the skin is slowly peeling off the coffin.After a closer look, I realized that the sarcophagus was covered with something.

"What's going on here?" The bald leader scolded, "Liu Er Er, explain it to us with science."

"Okay!" My grandfather has already figured out the ins and outs of this thing, and his heart is very gloomy. This thing has a scientific name in Maoshan Taoism: human skin raising corpse coffin!
This thing is similar to raising little ghosts in Maoshan Taoism, but this thing is more inhumane than raising little ghosts.Raising a little ghost, the little ghost can often come out for activities, but this human skin coffin is a living tormenting person, oh no, tossing a ghost.

Once a dead person is locked in this coffin, even if there is a ghost sent to seduce the soul, there is absolutely no way to get the ghost out of the coffin. The mystery lies in the outer layer of human skin.

These human skins are carefully crafted by craftsmen. My grandfather only heard of them occasionally before. It is said that the skins are peeled off the human body alive, and then soaked in salt water. After being exposed to the sun, it was soaked in fresh blood at the end. After the skin was full of blood, it was quickly wrapped in the coffin of the unjustly dead.

As the blood on the surface of the skin evaporates, the skin will become drier and shrink rapidly, and the sarcophagus will be tightly wrapped, airtight, and even oxygen cannot enter, and the corpse will be well preserved.

And because of the human skin, which is neither yin nor yang, the soul of the person who died unjustly cannot come out of the coffin, but can only be bound in the coffin.

Because that person already had quite a lot of resentment, plus being trapped in a small coffin and unable to come out, or even move, the resentment will become bigger and bigger, and eventually he will become a ghost!
Moreover, such ghosts will be much more ferocious than ordinary ghosts. After all, ghosts that grow up in a small dark room are more resentful than ghosts that can often relax.

It's just that since ancient times, the ability of this dirty thing is too great, and it may even cause yin and yang to be reversed. This 'craft' has been lost hundreds of years ago.

Could it be that this sarcophagus came from hundreds of years ago?
Hundreds of years of ghosts... It's scary to think about it.

Those few leaders were told by my grandfather that they felt chills in their spines, but they would not show it, otherwise they would be believing in ghosts and ghosts, and that would be an anti-Party performance.

The bald head yelled loudly: "Liu Er Er, you are still not honest, arrest me!"

Soon a few soldiers arrested Liu Lao Er, and then the bald man asked someone to remove the coffin.

When my grandfather heard it, he became impatient. Although he had never seen a ghost before, and even heard of this human skin coffin, for some reason, he now believed in this legend quite a bit. He yelled loudly: "No, you are committing a crime. You must not move the coffin, or something serious will happen."

Then, my grandfather was hit on the back of the head by a soldier with a gun butt, and then he passed out when his eyes went dark.

I don't know how long it took before my grandfather woke up in a daze.When he opened his eyes, he realized that the sky was completely dark, and there was only a small dim light in front of him, emitting the afterglow of life.

My grandfather had already recalled everything before, cursed bad luck, and then stood up, covering the back of his head.

The light was too dim to see everything in the small black room clearly, so my grandfather groped with his hands, trying to find a place to sit down.But after touching it, my grandpa actually felt something soft, that is, the moment his fingers touched the soft thing, a name jumped into my grandpa's mind.

A coffin raised in human skin!
This realization scared my grandfather so uneasy, he even felt his heart was about to jump out.So he hurriedly brought the oil lamp over and illuminated it.

Looking at it this way, he was completely desperate, his head was about to split, his body became limp, and he fell to the ground with no energy left.

Gou Ri's bald head locked himself in the small dark room together with the human skin coffin. What frightened him the most was that the skin on the coffin had been completely peeled off!
My grandfather said that he was almost scared to death at that time, because the raised thing on the human skin was actually the head of that skin, and the black eyes stared straight at him.

He swore he had never seen such a horrible thing in his life.

Those bastards can do this kind of thing!My grandfather scolded his mother in his heart, while looking for the exit with the oil lamp.But what made him desperate was that this small black house was built away from the crowd, even if he shouted out his throat, no one would hear him.

And in order to prevent someone from secretly delivering food to the person who closed the small black room, the small black room only has a small iron door, and there is not even a window.

In the darkness, my grandfather was completely desperate, and he gritted his teeth and cursed, "Your grandma"!
Jie Jie, Jie Jie!

Unexpectedly, just after my grandpa finished cursing, he heard a burst of cold, shrill laughter not far away. The sound was so fucking terrifying. My grandpa just squatted on the ground, feeling a mouthful of phlegm blocked in his throat It seemed that it was difficult to breathe.

At that time, he widened his eyes, fixedly staring at the direction of the sound, and at the same time tried to focus on the last trace of reason, and tightly held the oil lamp in his hand!
(End of this chapter)