Chapter 4: Digging the Grave and Retrieving the Coffin
"My house is haunted, it seems..." Lin Xianyu let the other party take the kitchen knife back.
"When your old man died a violent death, his body was not even found complete before he was buried. If you were in his shoes, would you not feel some resentment?" Wang Jingzhe suddenly reached out and pushed Lin Xianyu's body, turned her so that her back was facing him, and pulled open her collar.
Lin Xianyu screamed and subconsciously turned around. Wang Jingzhe pressed her shoulder and scolded: "Don't move, be quiet."
The collar at the back of Lin Xianyu was pulled down, revealing her left shoulder. Five clear black fingerprints were imprinted on her fair and tender skin.
Lin Xianyu tilted his head and saw the black handprint on his shoulder. His little face turned pale with fright. He reached out to wipe it several times but failed. The more he wiped, the more he cried.
"If you don't come to see me before noon tomorrow, you'll have to wait for this thing to come to your door every day. You won't be able to get rid of it even if you want to..." Wang Jingzhe closed the door and said, "Let's go to your family's old cemetery."
Caofeidian, Dongshan hillside.
In front of the new grave that was buried a few days ago, Wang Jingzhe squatted on the ground and dug up the loose soil on the grave with his hands. Lin Yuan and Lin Xianyu behind him saw a long crack from the top of the grave to the bottom of the grave.
Lin Yuan frowned and said, "The Yin-Yang master we invited said that there is no problem with the selection of this tomb."
"It's a good tomb, and the feng shui of this area is pretty good, but the problem is not with the grave, but with the old man in your family." Wang Jingzhe clapped his hands, turned around and said, "When the old man died, his body was not even found complete, but you put him in a coffin and buried him. Have you seen the phrase that people often say in movies and TV? I will make sure you die without an intact corpse. This is not a cruel word, but if a person dies without an intact corpse, even the King of Hell will not accept him in the hidden underworld. He cannot enter reincarnation and can only drift in the underworld, where he will have to float for several lifetimes. So your old man will have to pester you all the time in the future. When you get his body together, it will be over."
Lin Xianyu couldn't hold back her tears and said, "My grandfather died in a car accident. The car was deformed at the time, and later the whole car was cut open before the body was taken out. However, some parts of my grandfather's body were crushed into meat paste and could not be found at all."
"Sir, since we can't get them all together, then..." Lin Yuantan said worriedly , "Can it still be solved?"
"I didn't give away that kitchen knife for nothing." Wang Jingzhe looked up at the sky and said, "Find someone to dig up the grave before 11 o'clock, and have someone prepare cinnabar and lotus roots. The lotus roots must be fresh and have nine holes. Then... forget it, I'll write it down for you. You won't be able to remember it if I say this, but you have to remember that the coffin must be dug out before 11 o'clock, and nothing I want can be missing either. Can you do that?"
Lin Yuan nodded and said: "No matter what method you think of, you have to do it."
"Then hurry up," Wang Jingzhe said, waving his hand.
Lin Yuan walked aside and started to make a phone call and gave instructions in a hurry. Lin Xianyu stood behind Wang Jingzhe and asked hesitantly, "Tonight, when I was burning the first seven days of my grandfather's death, the fire failed to light several times. Then the wind started to blow at home, and the neighbor's dog kept barking. My father and I saw a shadow lying behind me. Is that... my grandfather?"
"He was your grandfather before he was alive. The one before him was just his grudge . He pestered you because you were closest to him. He wanted you to help him find the other parts of the body. If you can't find them, you'll never be able to get rid of them."
Wang Jingzhe kept his eyes fixed on the grave while he was speaking. After he scraped off the loose soil on top, the crack on the grave became particularly eye-catching. Lin Xianyu said beside him, "I heard people say that if there is a crack in the grave at home, it is not a good thing, it means great misfortune."
Wang Jingzhe ignored Lin Xianyu's question. He walked forward a few steps, then leaned his head forward and wrinkled his nose. Lin Xianyu, who was following behind him, subconsciously imitated him and took a deep breath, but then the girl started to dry heave with a string of drool hanging from the corners of her mouth.
"What's that smell? Why is it so stinky..."
"The stench of corpse is from your grandfather"
Lin Xianyu was stunned for a moment, blinked his big eyes, squatted down and vomited violently again.
Suddenly, the stench of the corpse came out in an overwhelming manner. Even Lin Yuan, who was still making a phone call not far away, seemed to have smelled it. The crack in the grave suddenly became bigger and bigger.
"Gulp, gurgle" a stream of black blood gushed out from the gap and spread towards Lin Xianyu in front of the grave. Wang Jingzhe pulled her behind him. The pungent smell of the rotting corpse made people retch.
"Swish" Wang Jingzhe swung the kitchen knife and suddenly stuck it towards the grave. The whole blade sank into the soil, leaving only the handle outside. Then Wang Jingzhe casually pulled out a piece of yellow paper from his bag, bit his fingertips, drew a string of talismans on it, and flicked his finger. The light talisman paper was stuck to the handle.
The blood that was gushing out of the crack gradually subsided and slowly stopped flowing out, but the air was still filled with the stench of corpse.
Lin Yuan and Lin Xianyu looked at the scene in amazement. If they had not experienced encountering a ghost before tonight, the father and daughter would have been paralyzed with fear.
"Damn it, how could he be so violent..." Wang Jingzhe cursed inwardly, turned around and walked to Lin Yuan, frowned and asked: "What did your old man do before?"
"He was a businessman. During the reform in the 1980s, he took over a daily necessities company and started doing small commodity business since then."
"No, go further," Wang Jingzhe asked with a frown.
Lin Yuan thought for a moment and said, "My father started working when he was 18 years old. His first job was at the county meat processing factory, where he worked for more than four years... He was a pig killer, and later he went to a daily necessities company."
Wang Jingzhe pointed at Lin Yuan’s chest and said, “If someone dies in your family again, please find a more reliable fortune teller. He is just a half-baked charlatan.”
"What, what's wrong? Didn't you say that the feng shui of this hill is good?" Wang Jingzhe's words were quite choking, but Lin Yuan didn't have time to argue with him. It was obvious that the matter of the old cemetery was more important.
"The feng shui of this hill is good for ordinary people. It can bring good fortune to future generations, but your old man has been a butcher in a meat processing factory for five years. Who knows how many animals he has slaughtered? All things in the world have spirits. The remaining resentment of these animals before they died fell on your old man, so he ended up dying a violent death. This can be considered as retribution. The Yin-Yang master showed you the grave. I guess he didn't even look at your father's birth date before burying the body." Wang Jingzhe said speechlessly: "Your old man must be buried in a piece of land to eliminate evil spirits. The violent spirit in him must be eliminated, understand? Burying him here will bring disaster to future generations."
Lin Yuan's face darkened instantly, and he nodded and said, "Sir, I understand."
After waiting for a while, three cars drove over from the foot of Dongshan Mountain. One of the trucks had a dozen workers with tools in the cabin. From this, it can be seen that the father and daughter of the Lin family are indeed very powerful in Caofeidian. After a few phone calls in the middle of the night, a lot of people were transferred over, and the things that Wang Jingzhe specifically requested were also brought over.
"Start digging from under the grave, but be careful not to move the kitchen knife placed on the grave. Just keep it stuck in the soil," said Wang Jingzhe, pointing at the grave.
Lin Yuan repeated his words again and reminded them very carefully, so the workers started to dig the grave. Several people took shovels and started digging from the edge.
After a while, the grave was dug up, revealing the golden nanmu coffin. Wang Jingzhe ordered them to stop and whispered to Lin Yuan, "Let these people stay down the mountain, but don't leave. The coffin will have to be carried out and buried somewhere else tomorrow morning."
"Okay!" Lin Yuan called the leader over and gave him a few instructions to take the people away.
