marry a ghost

The ostentation of this burial was very deserted in the countryside.

Zheng Tao is too young, and there are not many relatives in the Zheng family. There are not many filial sons and grandchildren crying and worshiping. In addition, there was a suspected corpse fraud earlier, and many relatives deliberately avoided not coming, let alone people from the same village. Generally speaking, when the coffin passes by the door of the house, firecrackers are always set off, which also means that relatives and neighbors can send the deceased off for the last time, but this time, the sound of firecrackers was set off sparsely. Nothing went wrong along the way, and I arrived at the cemetery smoothly and smoothly.

The people brought by the Taoist chanted slogans and directed the coffin bearers to carefully place the coffin in the dug pit. Afterwards, as long as the Taoist sang and recited the last chanting, the whole funeral would proceed. It's almost there.

After the Taoist master finishes reading, most of the people will follow and leave.

Those who remained were those who buried the coffin. Of course, the main family must have someone to stay and watch. The Zheng family did this, of course it was Old Zheng, and Wei Shi who hadn't left.

Several men with shovels and hoes spat into their palms and were about to start working. At this moment, Wei Shi suddenly called out, "Wait a minute." Those men were stopped by the call, their faces full of doubts. When looking at Wei carefully, Lao Zheng hurriedly said beside him, "This is the gentleman I specially invited."

Sir, in their case, it can also refer to those who choose cemeteries based on Feng Shui.

Zheng Tao's ghost is standing next to his own coffin, its hands are vigorously moving the lid of the coffin, no one else can see it, only Wei Shi has seen it, if Zheng Tao's ghost is not lured away, it will be barely buried, There could also be accidents.

Wei Shi whispered something to Old Zheng.

Lao Zheng immediately called for someone to come over, dug two pits next to it, built two earthen stoves with a few stones, and put a big iron pot on top of one earthen stove, which Lao Zheng bought from outside a few days ago. Dry firewood also came into play. After lighting the fire, an iron bucket of tung oil was put into one pot, and water and glutinous rice were put into the other pot.

The tung oil was heated quickly, and when it boiled, there was still a strong smell of tung oil at the beginning, but after a while, it lost its smell, and the glutinous rice took a lot longer, but it didn’t take too long to boil it over high heat Time, when it turned into a pot of slightly thick glutinous rice porridge, Wei Shi signaled to turn off the fire.

Wei Shi didn't even look at Zheng Tao who was standing in front of the coffin with his teeth and claws open.

Without looking sideways, he asked for a large iron spoon of tung oil, slowly walked around the grave, and poured it on the side of the coffin as evenly as possible. Zheng Tao refused to leave the coffin, even if he was scalded by the boiling tung oil. Scratching hard on the coffin with his hands, it made a creaking sound like scratching glass, and there were actually some scratches on the black coffin.

Under the impact of the ghost, the coffin trembled slightly.

The few men left next to them were terribly frightened. Some of them were less courageous, their legs were as stiff as noodles, and they sat on the ground. Others were not so courageous, and two of them had already run away.

Wei Shi finished pouring the tung oil and put the big iron spoon aside.

He stood aside and told the others to start filling in the soil, and ordered that the filling should be the same as the tung oil he poured just now, and fill a layer around the coffin, not too thick, about ten inches thick.It's a pity, after all he said, the people next to him who had already frightened their feet didn't dare to move rashly at all. In desperation, Wei Shi had no choice but to look at Lao Zheng. After all, it was his son. Although Lao Zheng's face was also pale, he still Walked over, picked up a shovel, and started working.

After he spent a lot of effort to fill up the soil one by one around the grave, Wei Shi scooped up a spoonful of glutinous rice soup with an iron spoon and poured it on the layer of floating soil in a circle. The ghost still left unwillingly. , there were more and more scratches on the coffin, and the movement of the coffin became more and more loud. If Wei Shi hadn't stood aside with a calm face, sitting in an orderly manner with what he should do, the few men who stayed to fill the grave Already ran away.

A layer of tung oil and a layer of soil, a layer of glutinous rice and a layer of soil.

It went down layer by layer until noon, when the soil finally covered the coffin, and half of the ghost’s body was trapped in the soil mixed with tung oil and glutinous rice. It struggled desperately to get out of the soil, but This mixed soil seems to have a powerful force pulling it, and this force makes it extremely painful, it screams desperately, however, its sound, except for Wei Shi, no one else can hear it, and at this time, The ghost has also been unable to touch the coffin.

The strange movement from the coffin had subsided.

And the men who stayed behind were getting more and more agile in their work.

Even if the ghost wanted to leave now, it couldn't.

It's stuck.

The ghost screamed miserably, Wei Shi looked at it calmly.

It's not that he didn't give the ghost a chance, but if it insisted on entanglement, then he couldn't blame him.

However, Wei Shi didn't intend to do everything right. The ghost won't be lost, but suffering is inevitable. He doesn't have the time to keep getting stuck on this matter. It won't be long before this matter is completely resolved. Next trip to the cemetery.

The grave has been filled in, and the outside has been tidied up a little, forming an oval grave. Besides the soil, there is a ghost's head on the grave, with its mouth opening and closing, making a sharp cry.

Wei Shi squatted aside and watched them work.

When the work was finally done, no matter it was Wei Shi, Lao Zheng, or the helpers, they all looked relieved. Old Zheng called the helpers to go home for dinner, and the helpers quickly waved their hands , ran away with oil on the soles of his feet, and Wei Shi had agreed early in the morning that he would leave as soon as this matter was over, instead of going to Lao Zheng's house.

Old Zheng was very grateful to Wei Shi, and wrapped a thick red envelope for Wei Shi.

Wei Shi put it away.

People in their line of business leak too many secrets, and they all have "five disadvantages and three shortcomings". Old man Xu has nothing to do with money. No matter how much money he has in his hands, it will disappear immediately. At that time, at least he was not short of money, which made him very satisfied.

The reason Wei Shi was in such a hurry to settle the matter of the Zheng family was because the keeper said that he had to return to Pinglong Mountain before the Chinese New Year, and now there was only less than a week left before the Chinese New Year, so he had to hurry up.

Wei Shi hurried back from the cemetery to the rented room.

The rental room is still the same.

Except for Wei Xin, the corpse breeder and his two eerie living corpses, even Ding Maoshu was there. Ding Maoshu's original neat and tidy elite demeanor was already in a mess. Corner—the place farthest from the mortician.

Wei Shi glanced at Ding Maoshu and asked the mortician, "Why haven't you released him yet?"

When Ding Maoshu heard Wei Shi's words, he immediately raised his head slightly, and the corpse keeper said in a rough voice, "He also wants to follow." Ding Maoshu immediately lowered his head when he heard what the corpse keeper said. The little hope that arises is immediately despaired.

Wei Shi didn't have any big ideas about whether Ding Maoshu would go with him or not.

But it's always good to have an extra shield to attract attention.He didn't forget what the real goal of the corpse breeder was.

With this thought in mind, Wei Shi glanced at Ding Maoshu, "Then the wound on his body needs to be treated at the hospital."

The most conspicuous wounds on Ding Maoshu's body were two pairs of hands with thick phalanges exposed. Wei Shi took a look at the bloody hands and quickly moved them away. As for the other wounds, they could not be seen under his clothes. If Ding Maoshu really If he wants to go on the road with them, then he must not be able to do so in his current weak state.

The cadaver also thought of this.

However, the solution he came up with was different from Wei Shi's sending him to the hospital. He took out a cloth bag from his clothes——Wei Shi secretly guessed how many cloth bags the corpse keeper had on him, and took out one after another— He took out a little finger-sized bug with a blue shell from the cloth bag, walked up to Ding Maoshu, ignored Ding Maoshu's screams and struggles, and put the bug on his exposed phalanx.

Then, a miracle happened.

The little bug writhed its chubby body and slipped into Ding Maoshu's body. Immediately afterwards, the white bones and raw flesh appeared in front of everyone, and Ding Maoshu's bloody fingers returned to their original shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wei Shi cursed in his heart, "I'm so stupid", this corpse breeder not only raises corpses and drives them away, he can also play Gu.

Too omnipotent, to be jealous of heaven, easy to die early, Wei Shi said silently in his heart.

No matter what he thinks, Ding Maoshu has been revived on the spot with full blood.

It seemed that even the weakness and pain that had been tormenting him had eased a lot, and soon, he was able to stand up from the ground.

Wei Shi became even more wary of the keeper.

They set out on the second night.

Wei Shi took Wei Xin with him, and the mortician brought eleven corpses. Ding Maoshu, who seemed to have recovered, had nothing but a backpack.That night, when Wei Shi saw the corpse breeder and the magnificent corpse team around him, he was stunned, and Ding Maoshu's expression was not much better than his.

This is too outrageous, plus Wei Xin, there are a total of twelve corpses standing on the side of the road. Anyone who meets anyone will find something wrong. If someone calls the police, the three of them will enter Don't think about leaving for the time being.

Wei Shi took a closer look, and found that among the eleven corpses, only four corpses were probably living corpses under the hands of the mortician, while the other seven corpses were the new dead that the mortician wanted to drive back this time. People—these corpses didn't decompose very much, they were relatively "fresh".

They were uniformly dressed in black—something like a shroud but slightly modified.

Probably to cover up.

It was two o'clock in the middle of the night, when the night was deepest and thickest, and the weather was extremely cold. The wind blew over and cut people's faces like knives, and the sting was numb.

The seven corpses were brought here one by one.

Whenever the car parked silently on the side of the road where Wei Shi and the others were standing, the mortician would go up to him, and the two silent men would quickly lift the corpse out of the back compartment, and the mortician would paste the dead body on the body. Put on a talisman, then rang the copper bell to make it stand up, and walked to the middle of the corpse, while the two silent men drove away without even stopping.

Wei Shi noticed that the cars were different every time he came.The man who carried the corpse was different every time.

Their common traits are skillful movement and silence.