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1. Chapter 1 The Death of Mother and Son


On the 15th day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar in 1990, the Ghost Festival, and the night of the full moon, it is written on the yellow calendar: The greedy wolf enters the house, the yin qi is extremely strong, and everything is not appropriate, especially avoid breaking ground.

Huaishang County, Yuzhou, a remote mountain village called "Yejia Village".

According to the custom, in the evening, every family burns two thick bundles of paper money in front of the door, one is to worship the ancestors, and the other is for the lonely ghosts passing by, and after taking the family's money, they will hurry on the road and will not embarrass the family.

After burning the paper money, every household closes the doors and windows, rests early, and believers in Buddhism and religion have to pray for a safe night.

In the middle of the night, it rained, hitting the leaves, like a lonely ghost walking at night, the wind whimpered, like crying, which added a touch of weird atmosphere to this unusual night.

On the path at the head of the village, a vague figure loomed in the wind and rain, walked out of the village, went straight up the back mountain, and walked into a cemetery.

This cemetery is the ancestral shrine of the Ye family, and it is the dead ghosts of the Ye family for hundreds of years.

The black shadow finally came to a tomb without a monument, and a spirit banner was planted at the head of the tomb, and the ghostly hand swaggered in the wind.

The new soil on the tomb and the unfallen spirit banner indicate that this is a new tomb.

"Second sister-in-law, today is your first seventh, just in time for another Halloween, I see you coming."

His voice is hoarse, and he doesn't sound more than forty years old.

After a moment of silence in front of the grave, the man untied a red silk umbrella from his back, opened it and inserted it in front of the grave to block the night rain, carefully took out three sticks of incense, lit it and inserted it in the soil under the umbrella, regardless of the mud, knelt down and kowtowed three times, got up and took out a folded flat shovel, and began to dig the grave.

The grave was originally new soil, but it was soaked in rain and was very soft, and in less than twenty minutes a long hole was dug out, and a layer of soil was wiped off, and a bright red coffin board was exposed, like blood dripping.

All coffins are painted dark red, and those painted bright red are all people who have died, and the resentment is too heavy, and the stronger the red, the better the effect of suppressing evil spirits.

Not only that, but on the coffin, there are also thirty-three thick red threads, criss-crossed, like a net, firmly wrapping the coffin, as if afraid that the people in the coffin will climb out.

The man bowed to the coffin to the end, and said, "Second sister-in-law, I'll help you come."

"Take out the dagger, cut the red thread one by one, and then use a crowbar to knock open seven seven-inch coffin nails, take a deep breath, and lift the coffin- A female corpse in a white shroud was lying upright at the bottom of the coffin.

Under the faint light of the incense, but seeing the female corpse's face was pale, a pair of cloudy eyes were round and wide, like a dead fish, her expression was hideous and terrifying, and her body exuded an extremely cold aura.

Dead air.

"Sizzle......"

The man gasped, Rao was prepared, and when he saw this scene, his legs and stomach were weak, so he hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed three more times to the female corpse, and said in a trembling voice: "Second sister-in-law, you died on the delivery bed, one corpse and two lives, but those people kept saying that the rules of the ancestors, regardless of human ethics, separated you and the child alive and buried them in two places.

Today is the night of your soul, and I, Ye Dabao, take the risk of digging up your poor child and return it to your second sister-in-law......"

As he spoke, he took out a cloth bag from his bosom and untied it, but it was the corpse of a baby!

Putting the corpse on the female corpse, Ye Dabao bowed back, knelt on the ground, and waited anxiously.

Suddenly, a woman's cry resounded in the wind and rain.

The female corpse sat up from the coffin with a "Teng", her arms tightened, and her ten dry fingers tightly grabbed the baby's back, facing Ye Dabao, a weird smile bloomed on her face.

Ye Dabao knelt on his knees, and bowed again: "Second sister-in-law, I have fulfilled your wish, and I will help you cover the coffin and fill the grave later, so that people can't see it, please let the second sister-in-law see me work hard and satisfy my wish!"

” After finishing speaking, he plucked the three sticks of incense from his feet, put them under the face of the female corpse, and roasted the female corpse's chin with smoke, and prepared a copper basin with his other hand, and continued below.

The female corpse actually stretched her neck forward, motionless, cooperating with Ye Dabao.

Drops of corpse oil dripped into the copper basin, and after ten minutes, a full layer had accumulated at the bottom of the basin.

The female corpse's brows furrowed slightly, and her face looked terrifying.

Ye Dabao hurriedly removed the incense and copper basin, covered the copper basin with plastic, put it in his arms, and saw the female corpse slowly lying back in the coffin, holding the baby in her arms, with a satisfied face, and her heart was also relieved.

"Second sister-in-law, if you have a baby, you will become a mother and son after 7749 days, and there will be revenge.

Dabao will cover the coffin for you, you are so good to recuperate and cultivate......"

Ten minutes later, Ye Dabao looked at the grave that had been reburied by himself, and he couldn't see a flaw from the outside, so he bowed, turned around and hurried down the mountain. …… A month later, Ye Dagong, the head of Yejia Village, was at his house.

The fire in August is the hottest time of the year, and other people's houses are open for ventilation and use electric fans, but the back room of Ye Dagong's house is closed, and there are three coal stoves lit inside.

On the bed, a child of five or six years old, wrapped in a thick quilt, was still frozen to the point that his lips were purple, his whole body was shivering, and his mouth was cold.

Grand Duke Ye stood in the room for a while, he was sweating profusely, sighed and walked out of the door, and wiped the sweat and tears off his face with all his might.

"Dad, Shaoyang, he ......"

A young woman in her twenties stepped forward and looked at Ye Dagong with a pair of crying and swollen eyes, she was Ye Dagong's daughter-in-law, that is, the mother of the child in the house.

"Let's talk about it when the first creep comes back."

Ye Dagong shook his head helplessly, he has been a barefoot doctor for decades, and he has no way to deal with his grandson's illness, for half a month, he carried his grandson to the county and city hospitals, and the provincial capital hospital also went, but nothing was found out, Ye Dagong began to suspect that his grandson was not sick at all, but provoked some kind of evil, and invited the goddess in the township to do a ritual before, but it didn't work, so he sent his son to the city early this morning to invite the master back.

As he was talking, his son Ye Bing came back and brought back an old man dressed as a Taoist priest.

"This is ......"

"It's the Taoist chief I invited from the city, he heard about the situation of our family Shaoyang, and he is willing to come and take a look."

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"There's a long way to go."

Ye Dagong bowed his hand and looked up and down the visitor with a pair of eyes.

This old Taoist looks like he is in his sixties, he is very thin, with sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, eight-character eyebrows, triangular eyes, the old Taoist robe on his body can not be used anymore, carrying a canvas bag, as soon as he enters the house, his eyes are dripping and turning around, and there is no feeling of fairy wind bones.

Ye Dagong frowned, there are too many charlatans in these years, and Taoist monks also have fakes, he looks at this old Taoist priest horizontally and vertically and does not look like he is capable, but the so-called sick and rushed to the doctor, since the person is invited, he must always give it a try, and he politely invited the old Taoist priest to go to the back room to see his grandson.