There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and Mr. Zheng rushed over with a few people. Looking at the messy things on the ground in the tomb, his expression changed slightly.
"Master Zhang, are you okay?" Mr. Zheng rushed in and looked at me and asked.
I shook my head, "It's nothing, just deal with it here. The old man will be buried tomorrow!"
"Yes! We will be buried tomorrow!" I said softly.
Mr. Zheng nodded hurriedly and asked hesitantly: "What about my son's condition..."
"It has nothing to do with your ancestors. It should be about the maggots! You'd better find some people to check and find out what these maggots are!" I sighed. What exactly are these maggots? I don't know what they are.
I can't tell the difference. At least I haven't encountered such a thing in the process of moving the tomb, or in so many books. I'll call my grandma and Wang Chi'ai tomorrow, maybe they know something.
I simply tidied up the coffin, recited the Purana Sutra several times, and then kept a certain distance from the coffin.
After finally getting through the night, I looked at the white fish belly on the horizon and quietly raised my arm. Over the course of the night, there were signs of redness, swelling and congestion on my arm, which was almost the same as the condition on the Chen Sui people.
Exactly the same. And after being exposed to the sun, there is a faint itching feeling.
I hesitated for a moment, then took out the phone and dialed my home phone number.
"What happened again?" Grandma asked hoarsely.
I whispered: "I saw a kind of maggot in the grave and I don't know how to deal with it!"
"Curse?" Grandma's voice suddenly became louder.
"Curse? Grandma, do you also know the curse?" I asked in surprise.
Grandma's voice was a little hesitant, and she said with a sigh: "You shouldn't move the grave when you encounter this kind of curse! Come back early and I will help you deal with it! There is no particularly good way, I can only maintain..."
My heart sank to the bottom. Since even grandma couldn't do anything, it seems that the power of these maggots is indeed not small. If this is the case, what should Chen Sui and I do?
There was a sound of footsteps, and Li Daihe rushed over quickly, "Tianju, I washed them with mugwort water yesterday, but they had no effect. Uncle Chen is already dying, what should we do now?"
My mood became heavier and heavier. I glanced at the Zheng family and sighed, "Get up!"
The coffins of the ancestors of the Zheng family were lifted up and walked slowly towards the car. Mr. Zheng's hometown is in Rongxiang City, but it is still some distance away.
When the coffin was placed in the car, I heard a rustling sound, and my scalp suddenly felt numb. This sound should have come from inside the coffin, and Mr. Zheng said yesterday that it could be heard from inside the coffin.
When it comes to the sound, I think this sound must be the sound of maggots eating the corpse.
I drove the car all the way to the cemetery, and then I got out of the car under the leadership of Mr. Zheng. This cemetery is pretty good, but compared with some with good Feng Shui, it has no advantage. This cemetery can only be said to be quite satisfactory, and it will not be the same in the future.
No big shot will appear. Who knows what kind of madness Mr. Zheng has gone to choose such a cemetery.
A dozen hired men carried the coffin into the cemetery, and at my instruction, it was lowered into the grave pit.
After filling the soil, I stood in front of the grave and recited the Purana Sutra more than ten times silently. The sun gradually got higher, and the soreness and numbness in my arms became more and more obvious. The most important thing was the itching.
The feeling made me very uncomfortable.
"Master Zhang, look at our fees..." Mr. Zheng looked at me.
I hesitated and said: "You and Chen Sui can talk about the expenses. I can't tell you more about these issues!"
"Okay! What should I do about my son?" Mr. Zheng looked at me.
I hesitated and said: "If you are at ease, take him back to Xianzhou with me! There may be some solutions when we return to Xianzhou!"
"Okay!" Mr. Zheng nodded and responded hurriedly.
I turned around and walked out of the cemetery, got in the car and went straight to the hospital. When I just arrived at the hospital, I saw a group of people swarming into the operating room. My face changed slightly, and I hurried to the intensive care room and saw the expression on Lao Wang's face.
Looking at me in despair.
"Tianju, Chen Sui has been sent to the operating room. What should I do? Will we die too?" Lao Wang suddenly grabbed my hand.
I sighed in my heart and glanced at Li Daihe.
"Tianju, what should we do now? If Uncle Chen dies, what will we do when we go back?" Li Daihe was really panicked.
I walked out of the ward alone and collapsed on the seat in the corridor. What should I do? Chen Sui is like this. There is no way he can return to Xianzhou. If he encounters any danger on the road, he may have to tell him that he was on the road.
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"Doctor Zhang, come quickly! Someone is here again, and it's also because of the curse!" At this time, the little nurse's shout came from the distance.
I looked over hastily and found a young man lying on the hospital bed, slurping blood from his mouth and shouting: "Don't bring me here, I want to go to Changting!"
"Changting?" My mind suddenly thought of the old woman I saw last night.
"Your condition is very serious now!" the little nurse yelled, "You deserve to be cursed for being so young and doing that kind of business!"
My eyes changed slightly, and I stood up hurriedly. Changting! If there is still a life-saving straw now, maybe it is Changting! Although the old woman is too weird, but maybe she really has some abilities? Wang Chihen
Isn’t it the same weird thing? Hasn’t he never hurt me until now?
"Tianju, what's wrong with you?" Li Daihe looked at me hurriedly.
I took a deep breath and said, "You wait here for my call, I want to go out now!"
After I finished speaking, I looked back at the young man on the hospital bed and found that his face was pale, but his hands were extremely rough.
But I didn’t think too much in my heart. I rushed out of the hospital in a few steps and said immediately: “I want to go to Changting!”
The taxi driver was stunned for a moment, looked at me with some contempt, and then drove out.
My eyes swept over his body, wondering why he showed such an expression. But now is not the time to ask this, but to ask Changting.
"Master, do you know what Changting does?" I hesitated and asked.
"Changting? Isn't Changting a place to take in people like you?" The taxi driver sneered, shaking his head and speeding up the car. I could feel that he had a deep grudge against me. As for why,
, but I understand something unimaginably.
As the car left the city, its speed suddenly became much faster. Twenty minutes later, it stopped in a valley.
"We've arrived at Changting!" the taxi driver gave me a disgusted look.
I paid the money, got out of the car, and started to look at the long pavilion. Although the long pavilion is called a long pavilion, it is actually just a valley. After walking for more than ten minutes along the parking lot, I saw the real thing in the valley.
There are pavilions. But this is not one pavilion, but dozens of them connected together.
I immediately quickened my pace. Regardless of whether there was any use here, I had to take a look. If these people could be cured, wouldn't it be a great deal?
After entering the pavilion, I saw people in twos and threes walking out of it. The eyes of these people were deeply wary. Looking at this group of people, I always felt a little uncomfortable. These people
The white cheeks, rough fingers, and the boy on the hospital bed are all the same kind of person.
"Coming?" A hoarse voice sounded in my ears.
I turned around quickly and saw the old woman from that night standing behind me.
Even in this weather, she was still wearing a raincoat. I laughed hastily, "Yes, I'm here!"
The old woman nodded, looked at the crowd, and said softly: "You are different from this group of people, so there is no need to have any grudges!"
"Who are these people?" I asked hurriedly.
The old woman turned her gaze to me, grinning, revealing her yellow teeth, "They all beg for food from the dead! Aren't you the same? It's just that everyone begs for food in different ways! You are more reserved, and these
People are more direct!”
I took a deep breath, "You said they...were tomb robbers?"
The old woman's lips curled up, revealing a clear smile, "Everyone digs up people, but you do it blatantly, while these people do it behind the scenes! This is the difference between you!"
My scalp was numb. Although I had heard about tomb robbers a long time ago, this was the first time I saw it. No wonder these people's faces were pale and their hands were very rough. No wonder these people looked at others.
There was a hint of wariness in his eyes.
"Were you also a tomb robber back then?" I looked at the old woman carefully.
The old woman grinned, shook her head and said: "Whether you dig graves blatantly or secretly, your ancestors will always feel disrespectful. So it is inevitable that some curses will be cast! Everyone is here to hang out.
If you have food to eat, you have to think of some ways to survive!"
I felt a little moved in my heart, "So, you have a way to deal with the curse?"
"No!" The old woman shook her head with a chuckle on her face.
I was stunned for a moment, and my heart suddenly sank.
"Although I don't have it, there is it here..." The old woman pointed behind her.