Chapter 3 Eating a Corpse
I was a little absent-minded in a trance, and nodded and replied, "It's okay, uncle."
"Uncle, grandpa is in my room."
"Yes, I know. You wait for me outside. Lao Si, go and call Duan Gong over."
My father responded, “Okay.”
He hurried out again.
Here, a Taoist priest is specialized in handling such strange things, and usually a Taoist priest is invited to preside over funeral ceremonies.
If anyone's family encounters something that I can't handle, they need to come and help.
My uncle went into the house, took a look, and then walked out. He sighed and closed the door.
My mother also woke up at this time, looking very nervous.
"Alian, don't tell anyone about Xiaoyang's matter for now. If the second and third brothers find out, they will definitely make a scene."
"Brother, we know."
My mother stood beside me and waited for about half an hour, then my father and Duangong came back.
As soon as the Taoist priest entered the room, his eyes fell on me. His eyes were like a sharp blade, as if he wanted to see through my heart. "Young man, you have a bad face. There is a defect in your fate palace and a scar in your disease palace. I'm afraid you won't live long."
As soon as Duan Gong entered the room, he said this, which instantly surprised everyone in the room.
My mother couldn't hold back and fell to her knees with a thump.
When he heard that I was going to die, he immediately cried and begged the Taoist priest, "Taoist priest, you must save my son."
"Get up, I will definitely try my best."
Duan Gong was about sixty years old, skinny and with wrinkles all over his face.
"I'll go check inside the house first."
The Taoist priest walked forward, and I followed behind him.
Uncle looked at me and said, "Xiaoyang, wait here."
What the uncle didn't expect was that just as he finished speaking, the Taoist priest's voice rang out: "Let the kid come over, you wait outside."
My uncle looked at Duangong in surprise, but facing Duangong's orders, my uncle and his friends did not dare to disobey.
"Baby, come here."
The Taoist priest called me and I walked towards him.
When we got to the room, the Taoist priest asked me to close the door.
My hands and feet are cold and feel very stiff, and even my movements are difficult.
I paused for a moment and closed the door.
"Baby, are you scared?"
I nodded.
"Don't be afraid, this is your grandpa. Your grandpa will never hurt you. Come over and lend a hand and put your grandpa down."
The voice of Duangong rang in my ears.
I held my breath. I'm actually quite timid, but when faced with something like a dead person, I still felt nervous.
After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he started to work without caring whether I agreed or not.
I see that Duangong is old and not that flexible.
It didn't take long, and he quickly came forward and put my grandfather down.
I took off the bed sheet and placed it on the ground, and my grandfather's body was placed there steadily.
"Go burn three sticks of incense for your grandfather ."
I responded, ran outside, and quickly brought back three incense sticks. The three incense sticks were lit and burned out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It should take at least an hour for a stick of incense to burn out.
But this time it wasn't even ten minutes, which made me nervous.
Duan Gong's expression instantly became solemn, and he said, "Go and prepare three more incense sticks."
"good."
I heard what the Taoist said and without delay, I lit three more incense sticks.
This time is the same as the previous time.
I was sweating profusely, and I asked Duan Gong, "Duan Gong, what's going on?"
"Your grandpa might be hungry. We have to send him off at night. Ask your mother to prepare the last meal for him."
I was stunned after hearing this, and was a little dazed. My grandpa is hungry ?
Can you still be hungry after death?
I am becoming more and more unsure.
After I went out, my uncle asked me, "Xiaoyang, how is the situation?"
"The master told my mom to prepare the last meal of the night."
"What is a dumpling?"
My mother looked confused after hearing this, and she still looked trembling with fear at this moment.
I also have no idea what a last minute meal is.
At this time, the Taoist priest came out and said, "The first rice is the freshest rice, which is served in a bowl and then turned upside down and put back in another bowl. People eat the fresh rice, and ghosts eat the first rice."
Now I think the Taoist priest might be talking nonsense. How can a corpse eat?
Just thinking about it seems impossible?
Time passed by, and in the blink of an eye it was night.
In the evening, my mother prepared the rice and then did what the Taoist priest said.
My father and uncle went to prepare a sedan chair, which wasn’t really a sedan chair, just the kind with a frame between two bamboo poles.
“Put the rice inside.”
Duan said it openly.
My mother agreed and was about to go inside, but was quickly stopped by the Taoist priest, "You can't go, let him go."
"My son, my child won't die, will he?"
"this……"
The Taoist priest hesitated for a while and said nothing further. My mother was immediately frightened.
"Duan Gong, please..."
"It's no use begging me. Whether your child can survive depends on tonight. As for me, I will definitely do my best."
Duan Gong said this with a serious face.
"Thank you, Duang Gong."
My mother was about to kneel down again, and Duan Gong saw this and supported my mother.
I stood there and said nothing, but I was still a little worried and scared.
Back in the house, I put the meal away.
The Taoist priest asked me to close the door, but not completely, just leave a gap.
I listened to the Taoist priest's words and waited anxiously outside. At about nine o'clock in the evening, my father and uncle came back and told the Taoist priest that everything was ready.
The uncle asked the Taoist priest, "What should we do next?"
"Once the kid's grandfather is full, we can send him on his way."
I:"……"
We all looked at Duangong in astonishment, our eyes full of questions.
However, Duan Gong looked calm and did not answer.
Gusts of cold wind blew in from outside, and the light bulbs in the house were blown around. The dim yellow light shone down, which invisibly added a touch of horror to people.
I took a deep breath and about two hours passed.
There was a sudden noise in the house, and my uncle and others reacted quickly.
"Duan Gong, what's going on? Did something happen in the house?"
The Taoist priest made a gesture to silence the child, and then lowered his voice and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, it must be the child's grandfather who made the move."
"What!"
My uncle was extremely shocked and wanted to go forward to check, but was stopped by the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest looked at me and then said, "You go."
My heart was pounding like it was about to jump out at any moment.
"Go and have a look, and tell me if your grandfather is full."
Duan Gong said this in a deep voice.
I suppressed my inner fear and walked forward. The room was dark and I could only see what was going on inside with the help of the moonlight coming in from outside.
But it doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it. Once you look at it, your heart will immediately be in your throat!
