Yin marriage lingers: The ghost man bites lightly

As if he was still not full after eating, he simply tipped the barrel upside down, and licked all the scum left in the barrel.

After licking it all clean, the old pig butcher snorted twice, and twisted his buttocks on all fours in the room, just like a pig playing happily.

While playing, the old pig butcher stopped, as if he was listening to something, and shook his head twice, as if an old sow was standing on the ground, with a fat head and big ears, and a body of fat. It's like throwing out the oil on your body.

In about a few seconds, the old pig butcher slammed into the pot of his house, hit his head on the pot, stared at his eyes, and fainted.

One picture passed, and the other picture was the picture of the old pig butcher lying on the bed. He was holding the butcher's knife in his hand, holding the scar in both hands, and the point of the knife was pointing at his own neck. The hands went down cleanly, with a snort, the knife pierced into his neck, pried twice with both hands, and then pulled out forcefully, the blood was almost like tap water, and it sprayed out directly.

I don't know when there was a snow-white pot on the ground, which contained chopped green onion, minced ginger, and aniseed peppercorns, all of which were five spices used in blood sausages in our village before the Chinese New Year.

When I was young, I especially loved to eat pork blood sausage, but the conditions in my family were not good. Every time I ate it, my grandma would take me out to eat it. I saw it a few times, and it was an old man who grabbed it in such a basin. The last one is poured, cooked and cut out, I can eat a bowl.

It took a long time for the blood to be released, and then the knife in the old pig butcher's hand sank, he kicked his feet, opened his hands, opened his eyes, and died like that.

……

When I came back to my senses, I looked at the fool, who raised his hand and pulled his sleeve, and wiped the sweat off my forehead.

I looked at the head: "Let's go in and have a look."

I took out a talisman and threw it on top of the human head. After the talisman was attached, the eyes of the human head closed slowly, and a black yin energy emerged from the back of the head.

The inside of this house is messy now, the back room is where the old pig butcher died, the fool and I were about to go in, the fool pulled me, I turned to look at the fool, only then did I see that the pot in the old pig butcher’s house was It was steaming, and although the fire below was extinguished, it must have been burned inside.

I walked over to open the lid of the pot, but the fool pulled me, he stretched out his hand and opened the lid first.

The moment the idiot opened the lid of the pot, the scene in front of me immediately made me sick, and I couldn't help vomiting.

Blood sausages that looked like pig blood sausages rolled in the pot. The intestines were thick and strong. The pot was full, and there were hearts, liver, spleen and lungs in it, giving off a foul smell.

Seeing that I was suffering, the fool immediately put the lid on the pot, helped me up, looked at me, and rarely asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

I shook my head and subconsciously looked at the fool: "What did you say?"

The idiot didn't answer me, I touched my head, did I have a dream?

"Let's go in."

After looking at the fool, I walked towards the back room, and when I went in, I saw an arm on the ground, still holding the butcher's knife.

I immediately took out a talisman and stuck it on the place where the arm and the knife were connected.

Then the next step is to find out the truth.

It seems that the old pig butcher died under the evil spirits of the pigs he killed, but my grandma said that the old pig butcher would say something about killing pigs before killing pigs, so that the pigs can rest in peace and go to a good life after death place.

Others who can't kill a pig will mainly suffer, but if the old pig butcher kills a pig, the pain will be very short and he will not suffer.

To put it bluntly, it is still good to die with a knife. Compared with people, people who have died after being paralyzed in bed for several years are uncomfortable.

I searched in the house of the old pig butcher, everything I could find, but I didn't find anything.

I had no choice but to get out of the old pig butcher's house first.

☆, Chapter 343 Pig Spirit Cicada Spirit

When I got outside, my dad was waiting at the door. After all, it was father and daughter. Everyone else was afraid to hide away, and only my dad was still waiting for me at the door.

Seeing that I came out all right, I felt relieved and asked me, "Can I go in?"

"come in."

My dad and I got together and said to him: "Dad, you tell the village chief that I have to deal with this yard first. One is that I set fire to the house, and the other is to ask someone to come in and clean up the place, and then Set fire to the corpse."

"April, this can't work. There is no one alive, and the village chief will have to explain it."

If my dad didn't tell me, I would have forgotten about it, so he said, "Then I'll call and ask."

I immediately called Dong Linhai, and when he received the call, Dong Linhai quickly sent someone for reinforcements without saying a word.

It took less than half an hour for people to arrive. The four police cars all stopped at the door of the old pig butcher's house.

Without entering the door, the courtyard was blocked first.

A person came in and found me first, greeted me, said that he was a member of the unit, happened to be nearby, and rushed over after receiving the order, and asked me if I was delaying my work.

"No."

I suddenly felt taller.

It’s important to get down to business, because nights are long and dreamy. I talked about it with the captain of the team that came to join the meeting. The team leader realized that the old pig butcher was alone. He had no children, no relatives and friends. .

I immediately surrounded the entire yard, and the team leader called two fire trucks to me, ready to put out the fire at any time.

Everything was ready, I asked the team leader to get some gasoline.

In fact, gasoline is very difficult to get, but the team leader still has a way. He asked someone to bring a few barrels over, and drenched the yard of the old pig butcher's house, and I lit the old pig butcher's house with a torch.

At noon, when the fire cloud was rising, the villagers of Gejia Village all came out to watch, and the people in the team had talked with them, and they knew what to say and what not to say.

So the work of the villagers was done very quickly. As soon as I finished the fire, the villagers were all calmed down, but the villagers were still a little worried about the matter of Ge Laocai's family.

It happened to me naturally.

The fire burned everything down, and I've been overkilling the old hog-killer while setting the fire.

Although he has killed countless pigs in his life, people who eat pork are fine, so why bother with him, he didn't do anything evil, it was just a job.

As the saying goes, there is reincarnation in the way of heaven. If you can be born in the way of animals and become animals, you can't practice. You can only be killed by people. As for who is killed, it is also recorded in the Yin-Yang Jue. not yet.

Probably this is the reason.

I hurt you in the previous life, but you killed me in this life.

It is also cleared up, which is no different from 500 years ago and 500 years later.

Thinking about it this way, it suddenly dawned on me that although someone died, my mood was not so depressed.

After all, I am a human being. Although I am still a child with uncertain temperament, I also have flesh and blood. I watched Ge Laocai die in front of my eyes, and I watched the old pig butcher being killed as a pig, skinned and deboned. Bloodletting, lung extraction...

I don't feel good about it either, it's all human life.

But think about it the other way around, when Ge Laocai went up the mountain to dig cicada chrysalis to make wine, he did it all. Would the elves on the mountain be happy?

It is recorded in Yin Yang Jue that human beings have three souls and seven souls, and the three souls are the masters of human consciousness, and they are indispensable.

And so do animals.