White Bone Monkey King

February 12th.

In mid-spring, in the first month of the month, all things are awakened.

In this cold spring day, the cold wind on the river is as cold as a knife, and the hundreds of thousands of mountains are as depressed as withered tombs.

There is a county on the bank of Yinyi River.

It was a county called Chang.

On the northern slope of Chang County, in a low mountain like a lame, there are three incense candles on the ground and paper money of dead people strewn on the ground. Two men in coarse linen clothes are squatting by a pit, with hoes and newly dug tools thrown at their feet. Come out of the mud.

At this time, both of them were silent, staring directly at the white-painted coffin in the pit.

According to folk customs, the colors of coffins are divided into five types: red, white, black and gold.

There is strictness here.

For example, an old man who has passed away is in mourning, so he uses a red coffin;

Those who died suddenly or on the battlefield used black coffins, because black belongs to Xuanshui and can calm evil spirits;

Because poor families cannot afford coffins, most of them wrap their bodies with straw mats or just pick up a few wooden boards to make simple coffins, and these happen to be yellow, so poor families use yellow coffins;

The golden coffin is naturally worthy of noble princes and nobles;

As for the last kind of white coffin, the details are special.

It is only used by unmarried women and unmarried men.

But according to the clues obtained by Shuanzi and Chen Pi, the one buried in this new grave should be a pregnant woman who accidentally slipped and fell to death. Shouldn't it be a white coffin?

"Brother Shuanzi is so evil. How can this be a white coffin? Doesn't it mean that the newly buried here is a pregnant woman?"

"Is it a woman who became pregnant before marriage?"

"Or have we dug the wrong grave?"

Chen Pi's mouth trembled up and down, and he said tremblingly.

You should know that if a woman becomes pregnant before she leaves the court, she has always been regarded as shameful by her parents, uncles, and ancestral halls. Many ancestral halls in places where lynchings are common will even resort to lynching and soaking in pig cages.

How could someone still collect and bury him?

So that's where the blame lies.

"You ask me, how do I know? I'm not her father. Anyway, she's here. Who cares about her? Hurry down and help us to pry open the coffin lid. It will be done as soon as possible and we can leave this uncomfortable tomb as soon as possible. Post."

Shuanzi is a tall man in his early thirties.

Chen Pi was a few years younger than Shuan Zi, thin and small, and had no independent opinion. Shuan Zi took Chen Pi down into the pit, and then spat a few mouthfuls into the palm of his hand. Under the dark light, the two used hoes to pry the coffin nails, and they worked together in tandem to finally lift the coffin lid.

But after opening the coffin, they held up a torch and looked into the white coffin, and they were shocked.

Plop!

The more courageous Chen Pi was so frightened that he sat down in the grave.

The temperature was so low at night that even I could see the white breath I was exhaling. I saw the woman in the white coffin. She looked not very old. She was in her mid-twenties. She was wearing a burial suit. Her waist was like a willow branch and her belly was flat. She looked like she was pregnant, but there was a circle of black stitches around her neck.

It turned out to be a head that had been decapitated and then sewn back on again.

Just now, Chen Pi was frightened by the black stitches on the neck of the female corpse.

Because my vision was dim and blurry at night, when I first saw it, I thought there were inch-thick poisonous centipedes lying on the coffin body, about to eject and bite people.

The woman's body in the white coffin did not have black spots or spots, and there was no rancid smell. Instead, there was a light but not strong smell of musk. She must have just died a few days ago, and I am afraid that the first seven days have not even ended yet. Bar.

People are still fresh.

The female corpse looks very unique, but her face is unusually pale. This is a dead person, which is normal. The female corpse is wearing a scarlet robe.

If he hadn't been so frightened that his legs were weak and he still hadn't recovered, Chen Pi would have marveled that this dead woman was as beautiful as his grandmother.

Looking at the strange female corpse in the white coffin, Shuanzi's expression changed slightly, but he was so proud that he forced himself to calm down and said, "Why are you panicking? It's just a dead person."

"Speaking of dead people, this northern slope is a graveyard. The soil we are stepping on now is full of dead people and dead bones."

"If you want to get out of here quickly, come here and help me and lift the female corpse up. You must remember to help the female corpse up through the clothes. Don't come into direct contact with the female corpse. Be careful of being robbed of a living penis. Angry as hell."

Shuanzi lightly kicked Chen Pi, who was sitting on the ground in shock.

Then, under Shuanzi's coaxing and threats, Chen Pi, whose sleeves were stained with mud, got up from the graveyard, shivering and went to help the female corpse in the white coffin.

Who knows.

The slender female corpse, which looked extremely fragile, was surprisingly heavy. Chen Pi failed to help her up for the first time, and even fell over, almost being carried into the coffin.

Shuanzi's quick eyesight and quick hands managed to grab the waistband of Chen Pi's trousers, which prevented Chen Pi from colliding with the female corpse and chewing her face.

Under Shuanzi's glare, Chen Pi gritted his teeth and continued to help the female body.

The dead weigh much more than the living.

Otherwise, why would there be an idiom called Shen Shen, Shen Shen.

This time, he finally succeeded in lifting the female body without any danger.

...The female corpse was held by the tangerine peel under her armpits, and half of her body was dragged upside down to rest on the edge of the coffin.

Then he saw Shuanzi leaping lightly, and he turned out to be a hidden martial arts practitioner. He stepped firmly on both sides of the coffin, preparing to lift the body.

It turned out to be two thieves who came at night to steal the corpses of the dead and make money from the dead.

Perhaps it was because of the moving of the body. The collar of the female corpse's burial clothes was a little wide open. She was holding the tangerine peel of the female corpse shivering all the time. Unexpectedly, she saw the white body near the collarbone in the collar of the female corpse, and her eyes were straight. .

But at this moment, accidents happened one after another.

Meow, when I went to the graveyard at night, a wild cat with black hair and hungry green eyes jumped out from somewhere in the haystack and ran into the graveyard to look for carrion to eat.

According to folklore, there are three taboos on the body after death -

First, the dead cannot fall to the ground;

Second, the yang energy of a living person can never be lent to a dead person;

Third, cats, foxes, and weasels cannot touch dead people.

Because people who die violently will have a clogged throat and resentment, and cats are yin, so if the two collide together, they will definitely create a corpse.

Regardless of whether this rumor is true or false, under this situation, I would rather believe it than not.

"Quick! Stop that bastard wild cat!"

"Don't let this wild cat jump into the coffin and touch the body!"

Shuan Zi was so nervous that his heart rose to his throat, but it was too late when he reached out to grab it. The wild cat had already jumped into the white coffin with great agility and jumped on the female body.

"Oops!"

As soon as Shuan Zi finished speaking, he saw the wild cat jumping into the white coffin, suddenly staring motionless at the two people outside the coffin, his green eyes filled with coldness and numbness.

Loss of any emotion.

It was as if a pair of dead eyes were staring directly at Shuanzi and Chenpi.

This beast just stepped on the chest of the female corpse and stared motionless at the two living people beside the coffin.

"You little beast, why don't you get out of here and go to the graveyard in the wilderness at night to scare your little master and me!"

With a curse, Chen Pi, who had been frightened before, suddenly found the courage and picked up a stone dug out when digging the grave to hit the wild cat that jumped into the white coffin.

Who would have thought that the wild cat would neither hide nor avoid.

puff.

The wild cat was directly smashed to death by tangerine peel in the coffin, and his head was bloody. No one expected this scene.

"I'm talking about your father's tangerine peel!"

"Brother Shuanzi, didn't you ask me to smash it? Me, what should we do now?"

"Hurry up and run for your life. Don't worry about the body and the coffin board anymore. Are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be crazy like me?"