Summoning Infinite Movie

"Yes, my master once mentioned to me that there is a kind of reincarnation cloth that can bring people back to life." Ding Hui thought for a while, "But I only heard this thing mentioned by the master a few times, and I have never heard it in Southeast Asian folklore. I've heard of something like that."

It sounds like something that only a few people in a small area have heard of.

There is no prototype even in folklore, and the mystery of this thing is beyond everyone's expectations.

Jiang Jibei will not miss the only clue at the moment: "I want to meet your master and get some specific information."

"Will it be too abrupt? Is he willing to help us?" Pickled Fish asked.

He had only seen Taoist priests, psychic masters, and head-down masters fight before, and when he heard that he was going to meet a big man, he immediately became cautious.

Ding Hui shook her head: "My master is a well-known psychic medium in Southeast Asia. Foreigners often come here to ask him to help pray for disasters. Please explain why you are here, and he may give you some clues."

Seeing that the pickled cabbage fish was still worried, she continued, "I came here because Master said that someone here wanted to rob pregnant women and raise little ghosts, and asked me to stop it. Although Master is not as eminent as a monk in Buddhism, it is by no means not saying Reasonable people."

The people walked and talked, and before they knew it, the dense trees beside the road gradually thinned out, and the dirt road that was originally potholed became a little flatter.

Farmland appeared on both sides of the road, and after crossing a wooden sign that was corroded by wind and rain, there were finally traces of human habitation ahead.

Chi Xian translated for Jiang Jibei: "The wooden sign says Keti Village."

The village woman who was in the team was trembling along the way. Even though Ding Hui and Pickled Fish took turns chatting with her, after seeing the combat effectiveness of this group of people, she was still cautious, for fear of offending them.

When they arrived at Keti Village, the village woman felt relieved. After listening to Ding Hui's explanation, she returned home gratefully.

Ding Hui followed the village woman, turned to Jiang Jibei and said to Jiang Jibei and the others, "I know people in the village. I will tell the village chief to bury the bodies of those people. Wait a moment."

Jiang Jibei said, "Okay."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Pickled Fish took out his camera and snapped a quick photo.

Keti Village is located in a remote place, and there are not many traces of modernization in both buildings and living facilities. The houses of the villagers are all made of wood, the roofs are covered with long pieces of torn cattail leaves, and the bottoms of the houses are suspended in the air, and pottery water jars are placed With assorted sundries.

Not long after Ding Hui and the village woman left, the strong men of the village came out carrying shovels and hoes, and several old women followed behind them with Buddhist beads.

Jiang Jibei recognized with sharp eyes that in the basket in the old woman's hand were several pieces of fabric very similar to those in the cell phone photo.

Just as he was looking at the funeral procession, Chi Xian suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Pickled Fish by the arm, and pulled him back!

The head of the pickled cabbage fish and the lens have already reached the downstairs of a villager's house. Before the shutter is pressed, a black and white flat-headed snake jumped out of the water tank!

Chi Xian waved his hand lightly, a powder appeared from his hand, the long snake was stained with the powder, and immediately fled into the grass.

Pickled cabbage fish finally came to his senses, showing a look of fear, and thanked him repeatedly.

Chi Xian said flatly: "This may be the birthplace of the Rebirth Cloth. The technique is mysterious. There may be voodoo poisonous insects hiding in corners you don't know about. Don't act rashly."

Now they're in a horror movie, and the security of the environment is very different from what it was when they were grad students in the countryside.

Ding Hui walked at the end of the funeral procession. After sending them away from the village entrance, she didn't follow, but returned to Jiang Jibei and the others.

She pointed in the direction of the farmland: "Master now lives alone at the end of the farmland in the village."

Following the direction of Ding Hui's finger, you can see a wooden house standing beside the woods at the end of the farmland, which is more magnificent than all the houses in the village.

Jiang Jibei and Chi Xian looked at each other, patted the pickled fish, who was still in shock, and smiled: "Let's go."

Ding Hui's master is Pu Chai, an old man in his sixties.

Judging from his appearance, although he was not kind, he was by no means evil.

After listening to Jiang Jibei and others explaining their intentions, Master Pu Chai looked a little wary. Instead of answering Jiang Jibei and others' questions, he turned to Ding Hui and said a long sentence.

Ding Hui communicated with him calmly, as if trying to persuade him.

Pickled cabbage fish came over and whispered to Jiang Jibei and Chi Xian: "Pu Chai is asking Ding Hui how he met the three of us, and Ding Hui made up a reason for being an old friend."

Chi Xian has been secretly observing the changes in Pu Chai's expression: "Pu Chai seems to be very afraid of the returning cloth."

After listening to Ding Hui's explanation, Pu Chai's face softened.

He turned to Jiang Jibei and the others, and asked, "What are you looking for for Huishengbu?"

Pu Chai's question made Jiang Jibei aware that something was going on.

"We found it in some photos of unknown origin, and searched all the way here." He immediately took out his mobile phone, opened the unnamed album, and showed Puchai the thumbnails in the album.

Pu Chai showed a dubious expression until Jiang Jibei clicked on the photo of the skeleton that first appeared on the phone.

He only glanced at the corpse, and then slid the photo away. When he slid to the latest photo, Puchai frowned, zoomed in on the photo on the screen with his fingers, and looked at it carefully.

Jiang Jibei noticed that Puchai seemed to care more about the fabric under the corpse than the changes in the corpse.

To be precise, he was looking at the pattern on the fabric.

Jiang Jibei carefully observed Pu Chai's expression.

Seeing that Pu Chai's expression was getting serious, he asked in a timely manner, "Master Pu Chai, is this the rebirth cloth?"

Ding Hui was on the side to translate.

Puchai looked at it in a daze, and unconsciously made a voice in his throat: "Yes... yes..."

After coming to Thailand for a few days, Jiang Jibei's simple Thai language includes such affirmative sentence patterns.

"Does the resurrection cloth really exist?" He asked.

"Of course." Master Pu Chai came back to his senses and looked up at Jiang Jibei, "It was created by a psychic named Ming about 50 years ago, but the reincarnation cloth was not very successful at that time."

Before Jiang Jibei could answer, Chi Xian suddenly asked, "The psychic's name is Ming? What's his full name?"

Hearing his question, Jiang Jibei suddenly realized and looked at Master Pu Chai.

Ding Hui translated Chi Xian's question to Pu Chai.

Master Pu Chai did not hesitate, and said a name without hesitation: "nguyenming."

Hearing this familiar pronunciation, Jiang Jibei and Chi Xian glanced at each other, seeing the clear expressions on each other's faces.

"Transliterated, it should be 'Ruan Ming'." Ding Hui explained.

Jiang Jibei thought for a few seconds: "We know a person with the same name, also named Ruan Ming, is a Vietnamese artist, but he was born in 1871."

"If it was 50 years ago, it would be around 1970." Chi Xian answered, "If it was the same person, he would have been at least a hundred years old then."

After listening to Ding Hui's translation, Master Puchai showed a surprised and complicated expression on his face.

Seeing his expression, Jiang Jibei thought to himself, isn't the clue here?

"Master Pu Chai, do you know Ruan Ming, the psychic medium?" Chi Xian also carefully observed the changes in Pu Chai's expression.

Hearing Chi Xian's question, the other three looked at Pu Chai together.

Master Pu Chai nodded solemnly.

"Can you tell us about it?" Pickled Fish chased after the victory, "This is very important to us."

When mentioning Ruan Ming, Pu Chai's face was still full of hesitation, as if he had a great relationship with this person.

In order to convince him, Jiang Jibei asked Ding Hui to translate, explaining that these photos suddenly appeared in his mobile phone, and a new photo would appear at 4:04 every day.Without finding out soon, it's hard to imagine what strange things will happen when the last photo appears.

After listening to Ding Hui's report, Pu Chai looked at Jiang Jibei and sighed with a complicated expression.

Next, he said something that shocked everyone.

"...that was in 1970. At that time, I was a teenage boy. In order to learn a craft for a living, I thought of a psychic. By chance, I met a man named Ming A powerful psychic."

"Ming is not from Thailand. He claims to be from Vietnam. He heard that there is a thing called 'rebirth cloth' in our village since ancient times, so he came here to see it."

"Although many years have passed, I still clearly remember that he looked only 50 to [-] years old, but his face was covered with terrible scars. Ming told me that in addition to being a psychic, he is also an artist."

"I have no interest in art and asked Ming to take me as an apprentice. Ming agreed and showed me a piece called 'Rebirth Cloth'. He told me that he was researching a spell that could bring people back to life , although not very successful, but our village's 'cloth of past life' gave him a lot of inspiration."

"After seeing some things from Ming, I felt that his spells were too evil. I was very scared and didn't dare to offend him, so I had to flee the village overnight. Ten years later, I returned to the village. At that time Ming left a long time ago, and no one has heard anything about him again."

"If Ming is still alive now, maybe the resurrection cloth can already resurrect the dead."

After listening to Master Pu Chai's words, the four young men remained silent, with strangely consistent expressions on their faces.

Puchai also seemed to know how ridiculous what he just said sounded. He looked at the four young men with a peaceful expression, as if waiting for their doubts.

"You said just now that you met Ruan Ming 50 years ago. He looked about 50 or [-] years old at that time, right?" After a while, Jiang Jibei spoke first.

Puchai nodded affirmatively: "Yes, even if he was only 1970 years old in 50, now 50 years later, the chance of him being alive is very small."

"But last month, I met the Ruan Ming you mentioned." Jiang Jibei looked at him sincerely, "He has scars all over his face, and he has a traveling circus. He still looks like he is 50 or [-] years old. appearance."

"Impossible." Master Pu Chai shook his head again and again, "There is no immortality technique in this world, it is impossible for him to live till now."

Jiang Jibei no longer said more, but clicked on the playback video of the Myanmar live broadcast that had been prepared, and handed the phone to Master Puchai.

He used editing software to intercept the video clips from Ruan Dulan charging to the appearance of pork belly chicken.

Master Puchai took the phone.

After watching the video, he pulled the progress bar to the front, repeated it several times, and watched the video several times.

In the middle of watching, Pu Chai paused a few times, and the picture stayed on the faces of Ruan Dulan and Zhuduji, showing disbelief.

Looking at his expression, Jiang Jibei judged in his heart that Puchai might have seen pork belly chicken.

After confirming this idea, Jiang Jibei turned his head and asked Pickle Fish to tell the truth to Master Puchai about his recent experience and the purpose of their trip.

After the sauerkraut was full of eloquence, Master Pu Chai was silent for a moment, and returned the phone to Jiang Jibei.

Pu Chai stood up, sighed a long time, and his tough voice suddenly became much older: "Come in with me."

After speaking, he walked into the back room first.

Ding Hui translated his words and nodded to Jiang Jibei and the others.

The four young men followed up together.

The curtains in the back room were drawn, and the light was very dark. There was a dilapidated sofa, a TV cabinet, and an old antique TV set and DVD that only existed in museums outside the island.

This kind of thing is rare even in 2021.

"Sit." Master Puchai pointed to the sofa, holding an old cloth in his hand, which seemed to be wrapped with something.

The four young men sat down in rows on the old sofa, quietly watching his every move.

Puchai opened the old cloth layer by layer, revealing a carefully wrapped video tape.

He suddenly raised his head and said to the pickled fish, "Put away your camera."

Hearing Puchai's serious words, Pickled Fish didn't dare to disobey, and immediately sat upright, putting the camera back in his backpack.

Seeing his actions, Puchai put the video tape into the DVD and pressed the play button.

A snowflake appeared on the TV screen connected to the DVD, and the sound of rustling sounded in the silent room.

Jiang Jibei held his breath and stared at the screen quietly.

Suddenly, he felt that Chi Xian, who was sitting on his right, moved.

In the next second, a big warm hand covered the back of his hand.

Jiang Jibei glanced at Chi Xian with a smile, Chi Xian looked intently at the direction of the TV, but held his hand tightly.

At this moment, the snowflakes suddenly disappeared, and a picture appeared on the screen.

Jiang Jibei immediately calmed down and turned his attention to the screen.

At the beginning of the video, a person stands in front of the camera, adjusting the position of the lens.Judging from the body shape, he is a teenager.

The videotape looked old, and even the pictures were in black and white.

Jiang Jibei guessed that this was either a TV recording or a documentary film.

The camera shook for more than ten seconds, and finally adjusted to a suitable angle.

The person standing in front of the camera took a few steps back, revealing his face.

Jiang Jibei raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Judging from his bones, this fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy is Ding Hui's master Pu Chai!

This is not a movie, but a real record.

What is Puchai in the camera preparing for?

In the screen, after confirming the angle of the camera, Pu Chai turned his head, said something that Jiang Jibei couldn't understand to the people outside the screen, and then exited the screen.

The recording environment of the video is completely displayed in front of everyone. There is a wooden bed in the middle of the picture, with a white bone scattered on the bed, and the background looks like it is in a tent.

After Pu Chai left, the screen was still for half a minute. Just when Jiang Jibei suspected that the TV was dead, a figure walked into the screen.

Unlike Puchai, a lean teenager, this figure appears to belong to a grown man.

Holding a heavy piece of fabric in his arms, the man walked to the bed and piled the fabric at the end of the bed.

Like a quilt, he gently unfolded the fabric and covered it over the skeleton.

As the man unfolded the fabric, Jiang Jibei saw some familiar patterns on the white fabric.

But the picture was blurrier than his zoomed-in photo, and he couldn't make out it carefully.

The young Puchai walked into the screen again, and stood a pocket watch with its cover removed by the bedside.

Jiang Jibei noticed that the hour hand of the pocket watch was pointing to iv, while the minute hand was at the four-fifths position between xii and i, and the time on the screen was either 4:04 am or 16:04 pm.

Then, the man stretched his hands in the air, as if casting a spell on the skeleton covered in white cloth.

The light in the tent seemed to come from a kerosene lamp. When he was chanting words, the kerosene lamp moved without wind, shaking his shadow like a ghost.

That night.

The light hit the man, leaving different shades of shadows on his cheeks, which were bruises on his face.

This man looks exactly like Ruan Dulan.

Isn't this the ticket seller that Jiang Jibei saw in the circus?

Jiang Jibei now has a judgment - he is Ruan Ming.

He felt that Chi Xian's hand tightened.

The following scenes were intermittent. Pu Chai was winding the pocket watch from time to time in the picture. Jiang Jibei observed the rotation of the hands and counted in his heart. The pocket watch had turned more than 30 times.

In the intermittent video, the skeleton under the white cloth keeps expanding and gradually bulges for unknown reasons.

When the pocket watch turned to lap No. 40, Puchai, who was standing next to the TV, shrank almost inaudibly.

He controlled it very well, the indifference brought by the years and the dignity of the elders allowed him to successfully suppress the fear in his heart, even so, Jiang Jibei still caught this strangeness.

Something ominous is about to appear.

Jiang Jibei stared at the screen intently.

The pocket watch pointed to zero again, and after Ruan Ming finished chanting the incantation, he withdrew his hands straight in the air.

After he poured a ladle of water on the white cloth, he showed a relaxed smile that everyone could feel.

Ruan Ming greeted out of the camera, then walked to the bed and gently twisted up a corner of the "quilt".

A slender hand suddenly stretched out from under the quilt, and lifted off the white cloth!

In the picture, Ruan Ming's originally happy expression suddenly became puzzled.

The four young people sitting in front of the TV also straightened their backs in unison.

On the bed where the bones were originally scattered, an indescribable monster appeared!

It has no skin, and the bones of the whole body seem to have been assembled at will by God. They grow in a haphazard manner, and a layer of fuzzy muscles are barely connected to the bones. As long as they move a little, the muscles seem to be torn, and the discharge looks very viscous. tissue fluid.

The terrified whispers of the young Puchai came from outside the screen.

Ruan Ming frowned, stepped back with displeasure, and walked to the edge of the screen.

The monster on the bed fell off the bed, smashed a few bones, and also fell off a few of the internal organs hanging from the bones.

It lay on the ground and slowly moved towards Ruan Ming, and every time it moved, it would become more fragmented.

With a "snap", the dvd automatically cut to a blue screen.

The recording is over.

Everyone fell into a long silence.

Master Pu Chai seemed to recall the fear at the beginning, the beard on his face trembled uncontrollably, the pickled cabbage fish frowned, and his hands kept rubbing the camera in the backpack, as if regretting that he did not record such a scene.

Feeling that Chi Xian's hand was getting tighter and tighter, Jiang Jibei held his hand instead and broke the silence first.

"Master Puchai, where is this monster now?"