Dou Yazai looked at the rotten coffin under him and shouted in horror: "Fuck! Fengzi! Why is this old guy here!"
I was equally frightened and shouted back to him: "Ask me! How the hell do I know!"
Click!
Another bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and in an instant, the bright light illuminated the pale and swollen face of the old Gu King extremely clearly.
How could the old Gu King's body end up in the coffin!? Who did this!? We obviously buried him secretly in the woods!
The rain fell lightly, and an inexplicable feeling of fear came over me.
The three of us were no longer excited at this time, but only fear and confusion.
Calculating the time, the person has been dead for more than two and a half months. According to the weather in Hunan in May, he should have died and given birth to maggots long ago! But now the old Gu King's body is intact, without any sign of decay.
His facial features are not lifelike! But compared to a living person, they are just a little swollen and whiter.
The first thought that came to my mind was, could he turn into a skeleton?
I quickly rejected this idea.
In the absence of external intervention, there are two types of non-rotating bones that exist in reality. The first is that mental obsession is too deep, which will cause part of the body to not rot.
For example, if this person was carrying big bags at the pier during his life, and he used his shoulders to resist things every day, then it is possible that his shoulders will not rot after death, or the rot will be very slow. This is called "partial non-bone". This kind of
The chance of this happening is very small.
The second type is that the whole body is not broken into bones, and the chance of this happening is even smaller!
The right time, place and people must be met at the same time, and the requirements for the burial place and burial tools are also very high. Moreover, the person who dies must not eat within a month before his death. Some monks can sense their own death in advance and will fast one month in advance.
The probability of not being able to transform into bones is obviously higher than that of ordinary people, which is why there are so many physical Bodhisattvas left in Mount Wutai.
The physical Bodhisattva is an immortal bone formed by artificial intervention, but you are like those who have been buried in the ground, like the thousand-year-old female corpse excavated from Mawangdui and Jingzhou, Hubei.
Bones.
At this moment, I stood in the pit and took out a cigarette. I wanted to light a cigarette to eliminate the fear in my heart, but because of the rain, I hit the lighter more than ten times in a row, but nothing happened.
Douyazai also knew a little bit. He wiped the rainwater from his face and said loudly: "Fengzi! Is this old guy going to become a Bodhisattva soon?"
Brother Yu immediately shook his head: "Impossible, I have seen physical Bodhisattvas in Shaolin Temple before. They all looked kind and kind-hearted, not like this thing!"
Note that Brother Yu described the old Gu King in the coffin as a "thing".
Brother Yu pointed at the coffin and said in a certain tone: "I think this thing is not only not kind-hearted at all, but also reveals an evil nature. It is definitely not a Bodhisattva in the flesh."
After thinking about it, I asked Dou Sprout to go back quickly and bring two umbrellas. I also called the boss over to take a look. I couldn't understand this thing at all because it was beyond the scope of my knowledge.
An hour later, at 1:30 in the middle of the night, Dou Sprout led the leader and hurried to the small ravine.
I helped hold the umbrella and held up my flashlight to look into the pit. When he saw the scene in the coffin, he was stunned for a few seconds, then raised his head and his expression suddenly changed.
The boss directly ordered: "Wen Bin! Get this thing out quickly! Then find a place to burn it! Hurry!"
Brother Yu is also very courageous. After receiving the order from the boss, he jumped down in the rain, grabbed the old Gu King by the collar and pulled it out, and then carried the body on his shoulders. The animal bones in the coffin
It fell into pieces.
Because he was carrying his head down on his shoulders, I discovered that there was a hole-shaped wound on the back of the old Gu King's head, like a screwdriver or a nail. Some light yellow thick juice was constantly flowing out of the wound, which looked disgusting and scary.
Maybe real monks are not afraid of real evil ghosts, but I don’t dare to do this kind of thing like Brother Yu anyway.
We found a big tree to take shelter from the rain, and quickly found some things that could be burned. Under the command of the leader, we burned the old Gu King's body directly.
Strangely enough, I smelled a very strong odor not long after the body was burned. It was not that smelly just now, but it was very smelly once it was burned.
The head was relieved at this moment, and he said: "Yunfeng, thank you for finding out that someone is trying to kill us..."
What do I mean by asking?
Looking at the fire, he said solemnly: "Animal bones, plus white coffin fungus, if I guess correctly, this old Gu King will become a fresh meat Bodhisattva in a few days."
"The Bodhisattva of Fresh Flesh?? The head, not the Bodhisattva of flesh?"
"No, it's not the same thing at all."
He shook his head and explained: "The fleshly Bodhisattva is something exclusive to enlightened monks, and the fresh-flesh Bodhisattva is indeed a thing made by man to harm people." ωωw..net
The boss said solemnly: "I saw this thing with my own eyes in Guizhou twenty years ago. I still remember that my master Wang Pingling said that only corpses with heavy resentments can be used to make this thing. I only know a rough idea.
, it takes eighty-six days to take shape after being placed in the coffin.”
"Within two hours after a person dies, first make a hole in the back of the head, use a syringe to extract all the brain matter, and then use a syringe to inject a prepared witchcraft medicine," said Baotou.
"What witch medicine? What is it used for?" I asked hurriedly.
Speaking of witch medicine, it involves witch doctors. Dr. Fan once said that witch doctors are the most mysterious medicine, and even she, a master of traditional Chinese medicine, knows very little about it.
Just listen to the boss say: "I don't know, as for the use of that witchcraft medicine, some people say it may have the effect of stimulating nerves, and some people say that this witchcraft medicine can make the memory of the dead remember the last few people he saw during his lifetime.
, or the last scene he saw before his death."
"I'll go! Take the head!"
Dou Sprout's face turned pale and he said, "That's what you say! Even if the old Gu King dies, he still remembers us! What kind of physical Bodhisattva will he seek to take revenge on us?"
He looked at Douyazai and said seriously: "Even if the dead person becomes a physical Bodhisattva, he will not open his eyes, but he has an obsession in his mind while lying in the coffin. In the end, that obsession will turn into a desire for revenge."
Resentment, it will curse a few of us all the time, and it won’t be over until something happens to us.”
"Why Yazai, you don't believe it?"
Dou Sprout coughed twice but said nothing.
The head warned: "Remember what I say, you don't have to believe in this kind of stuff, but by the time you do, it will be too late."
For thousands of years, people have said that the physical Bodhisattvas on Mount Wutai have magical powers and are very spiritual. Not everyone can worship them. Those who are destined to worship them will not only have their wishes come true, but most of them will have their misfortune transformed.
Ji, take shelter from disasters. On the other hand, the same goes for this fresh-meat Bodhisattva. He has seen more weird things in his first life than the rest of us put together. Anyway, I believe what the boss says.
Suddenly remembering a detail, I quickly asked: "Boss, how many days did you just say it would take for this thing to take shape?"
"Eighty-six days." He raised his head thoughtfully.
"Eighty-six days...."
If I remember correctly, according to time calculation! The old Gu King died almost two and a half months ago! It will be eighty-six days in a few days!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but break into a cold sweat!
If Bean Sprouts hadn't happened to have itchy hands and called me to dig the grave in the middle of the night! Who would have discovered this?
If this thing really works, then we don’t even know how we will die!
If we hadn’t been knowledgeable enough to recognize that the old Gu King was about to become a Bodhisattva! Then we wouldn’t have taken this matter as seriously as we do now!
If you think about it carefully, you will see that there is a bit of evil in the fog.
We didn't have the time to look for burial objects now. After burning the person and backfilling the grave, the rest of us hurried back and arrived at the original place where the old Gu King was buried.
Everything in the grove seemed to be the same as before, but I could tell at a glance that the soil where the body was buried had been turned over by someone!
I hurriedly dug down and took a look, only to find that the gun disappeared with the old Gu King's body, and the pistol Qin Xida gave me was also missing!
It was already early in the morning. It rained last night, and the entire Dahoushan Miao Village was covered in fog. At this time, the fog around the grove was very heavy, and the visibility was less than ten meters.
He rubbed his head and temples, put his hands behind his back, and stared at the southwest.
I also looked around, not to mention the scenery, I couldn't even see the road, it was all blocked by the heavy fog.
But his head suddenly murmured to himself, and he said: "Yes, it's you, I saw you..."
