dead child, ghost carrying coffin

In the blink of an eye, it was evening, and Tian Zhigang enthusiastically invited Uncle Li and the deaf mother-in-law over for dinner.

"Second old man, let's go, I've already boiled the wine!"

Normally, the two old people would not go.

But now I'm worried about the dirt in the well, so I have to go if I don't.

During the meal, Comrade Xiao Zhao, who was in charge of digging the well, toasted Uncle Li.

"I heard that you are always an old Red Army, I would like to offer you a toast!"

Uncle Li was also unambiguous, picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.

"Thank you, Comrade Zhao!"

"I've been busy for a long time in the morning, have you encountered any difficulties?"

"Reporting to the old comrades, there is no difficulty, but the ground in the well is too hard."

"After drilling for a long time, I can only dig one meter deep!"

Hearing this, the two elders who were eating were shocked:

It can't be so evil, you really dug up the iron coffin, right? !

Because I have something on my mind, I have a tasteless meal.

After finally making it through until everyone else was full, the deaf mother-in-law immediately took Uncle Li to the outside.

Everyone went out to see each other off, all the way to the dry well at the door.

The deaf mother-in-law pretended to be curious about the machine that dug the well, but she was actually inspecting the soil dug out.

Looking at the gray underfoot by the moonlight, the deaf mother-in-law had a bad premonition.

Taking advantage of people not paying attention, I picked up some dug up soil and smelled it, and I became more certain in my heart:

It's over, it's really Sanhe soil!

When the two elders returned home, Uncle Li asked:

"Deaf lady, what is sanhe soil?"

The deaf mother-in-law sighed:

"Sanhe soil is mixed with lime, clay, sand, and black dog's blood."

"Used to prevent corpses, or to suppress particularly evil things."

Uncle Li asked again:

"What about the iron coffin? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Another sigh:

"Iron coffins are even more wicked!"

"Since the ancestors established the rules, who have you seen buried in an iron coffin!"

"Iron is a dead object, and it cannot communicate with yin and yang. The soul is inside and cannot come out."

"Burying in an iron coffin is equivalent to stuffing a person into an iron pot!"

"Combined with the compound soil outside, this is not an iron pan, but an oil pan!"

"Even the good people buried inside have turned into ghosts after so many years!"

"It's still the worst kind!"

After listening to Uncle Li, he realized that the matter was serious.

"No, no matter what, they can't be allowed to dig anymore!"

"I'll go find them tomorrow!"

The deaf mother-in-law rarely teases:

"Aren't you afraid that others will tell you?"

Uncle Li replied with a sullen face:

"Nothing is as important as the lives of ordinary people!"

This night is destined to be extraordinary:

First, the weather suddenly changed, and the north wind blew loudly.

Followed by muffled thunder, rumbling without pause.

Large flakes of snow fell from the sky, the size of a child's palm.

After drinking a lot of wine, Xiao Zhao, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly got up.

Without wearing a cotton coat, he walked outside.

Hollow eyes.

Tian Zhigang, who slept with him, didn't realize it.

Xiao Zhao walked to the door, started the machine skillfully and began to dig the well.

The rumbling thunder just covered up the roar of the machine.

Half an hour later, a strange laughter suddenly came from the well.

Followed by black water.

The black water seemed to be boiling, gurgling and churning non-stop.

On the surface of the water, there are three ancient coins thrown by the deaf mother-in-law floating...

Uncle Li and the deaf mother-in-law have something on their minds, so they get up very early.

The blizzard fell all night, and it was more than one meter thick.

The doors of every house were tightly blocked.

Before the snow was cleared, a scream broke the tranquility of the morning:

"Come on, man, dead man!"

The voice came from the direction of Tian Laosi's family.

No, something went wrong!

Uncle Li hurriedly put on his cotton coat and ran out.

The thick snow made every step difficult.

When the second elder arrived, many villagers had already surrounded him.

"Quickly, give way!"

"Uncle Li and the deaf woman are here, let them see what's going on!"

"Too evil!"

I saw Xiao Zhao, who was sent by the town to dig a well, had died in the snow.

The lower body is naked, not wearing an inch.

There was a weird look of satisfaction on his face.

All the big girls and young daughters-in-law who watched were blushing.

Uncle Li looked solemn:

"Whoever discovers it first, tell me what's going on!"

The fourth aunt of the Tian family was pale, and she could barely stand without Mei Lan's support.

He stuttered when he spoke, obviously frightened:?

"Li, Li, Uncle Li, I don't know what's going on."

"Open the door to sweep the snow in the morning, Xiao Zhao is already like this!"

The deaf mother-in-law walked to the well, looked at the remaining black water below, and seemed to understand something.

He said in a voice that only he and Uncle Li could hear:

"Hey, dirty things are out!"

Dead people are a big deal, especially comrades from town.

Tian Zhigang was so frightened that he was stunned, he grabbed Uncle Li's sleeve and asked:

"Master, how can I do this?!"

Uncle Li cheered up and said:

"Things can't be hidden."

"Call the police first, and then report to the town leaders."

"Also watch here, don't touch anything!"

Tian Zhigang nodded again and again:

"Okay, I'll go now!"

"Listen to you!"