Volume 1 Chapter 004: Copper Coins Falling
I waited until the middle of the night, but Uncle San still hadn't come back. I couldn't stand it any longer, so I rubbed my sore eyes, checked the doors and windows, and went back to the inner room to take a nap.
I don't know how long it took, but I vaguely heard some noises from the other end of the hall. Normally, I would have ignored it, but these past few days, I was so nervous about this coffin that I suddenly sat up from the bed.
He didn't dare turn on the light, but tiptoed over, stuck his head out and looked into the main room, only to see a vague black shadow lying on the coffin.
My scalp went numb and I felt strangely uncomfortable. I didn't dare to speak out immediately. The moonlight was bright that night, shining in from the window. I looked carefully and found that the man had gray hair and a slightly hunched back. It turned out to be Uncle Wang who lived next door to us.
The moonlight shining on his wrinkled face made him look particularly eerie.
Even though I am used to seeing corpses, I was still scared. No wonder some people say that sometimes the living are scarier than the dead!
But I couldn't let anyone touch the body, so I saw an empty can on the ground, so I grabbed it and threw it at him. The can hit the ground, making a clanging sound in the middle of the night. Uncle Wang turned around quickly, his eyes flashing a dark light like a night owl.
I was so scared that I trembled and shouted bravely, "Who is it? Who is there!" At the same time, I turned on the light in the inner room, but the person hid even more tightly.
Uncle Wang had a hunched back, his two dry hands tucked in front of his chest, and he rolled his eyes. He glanced at me strangely, then stood on tiptoe and jumped out of the window.
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that such a flexible person could be the elderly Wang Bo. The way he climbed over the wall just now was weird, he didn't look like a human, but more like...
Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered him hunching over in the dark, standing on tiptoe with his hands and feet tucked in, and I couldn't help but feel a chill. This old man didn't look like a man over sixty, he looked like a demon-like rat!
I hurried over to look at the coffin and found a female corpse lying in the coffin with signs of having been moved.
What's going on? When did corpses become so popular? First it was Er Laizi, and now even Wang Bo has come, and his behavior is extremely strange.
This is absolutely not normal!
I hesitated for a moment in the room, gritted my teeth, took out a flashlight from the drawer, put on my shoes, and went out. I quietly arrived at Uncle Wang's door.
Uncle Wang has been our neighbor for more than ten years and watched me grow up. He has no children and his wife passed away ten years ago. He usually lives alone. He is very kind to us children and often buys us candies.
I was worried that something had happened to him, so when I got there, I found that his door was ajar and not locked . I hesitated for a moment, but decided to sneak in quietly.
But after I went in, I found that Wang Bozhen was not at home. There was no light in the house, so I turned on the flashlight and went into the inner room to check. The quilt on the bed was a little messy and had a slight musty smell, but there was nothing unusual.
I was a little scared, so I quickly left. I went back to my room and closed the door, my heart still pounding.
I couldn't sleep at all that night. I lay in bed with my eyes open until dawn. All I could think of in my head was the image of Uncle Wang standing in the dark like a mouse.
The next morning, I woke up and opened the door to look at Uncle Wang's house. I found that the door was still ajar, just like last night, as if no one had come back. I waited anxiously in the house, hoping that Uncle San would come back soon . I had many questions waiting for him to answer.
During this time, Aunt Lin and her friends came again, and it seemed that they came with the police to understand the situation. I happened to see the village chief, so I pulled him aside and said that I saw Uncle Wang go out alone last night and he hasn't come back yet. I don't know if he has any problems.
When the village chief heard this, he shouted outside Uncle Wang's house. Seeing no one answered, he went inside and saw that there was indeed no one inside. There had been a lot of incidents in the village recently, and the village chief was under a lot of pressure. He was afraid that Uncle Wang would get into trouble again, so he quickly gathered people to look for him.
As a result, after working for a long time and searching everywhere in the village, there was no sign of Uncle Wang.
"What a ghost!" It can be seen that the village chief has been really worried these days. He is so anxious and angry that he wants to start cursing.
Later, he did not give up and went to Wang Bo's house again. This time, he found some amazing things. A large box of discs and magazines, with the covers showing underage girls in extremely revealing clothes. The village chief was so angry that he took people back and found a large bag of clothes from the cabinet, which were all skirts, socks and other things worn by little girls.
This is serious, he is simply an old pervert and a pedophile!
As soon as the news got out, Aunt Lin rushed to the door with a kitchen knife, wanting to kill Uncle Wang, but was stopped by Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin Wenjing. The village chief and others thought about it and said that the disappearance of the Lin family's daughter might really be caused by the old pervert.
Some people thought of the silly girl who died in the pond. Maybe it was Uncle Wang who killed her. Otherwise, how could she drown in the water for no apparent reason?
The village chief immediately led people to the east pond to fish, but they didn't catch Lin Wenjing, but they did catch Wang Bo instead.
The old man's body had been swollen from being soaked , and his feet were entangled in water plants, sinking to the bottom of the water and not floating up.
After this incident, the villagers said that Wang Bo was a mentally ill person, a perverted pedophile who liked little girls. The silly girl from the next village was probably killed by him. This time he got his retribution, and was being killed by the silly girl's resentful spirit. It was a pity for the daughter of the Lin family. No one knew where the old man had hidden her.
I don't really believe this. I'm not sure whether the silly girl was killed by Uncle Wang, but I'm afraid there was another reason for Uncle Wang's death.
Both Wang Bo and Er Laizi came to my house for unknown reasons to steal corpses, and then died unexpectedly. Is there such a coincidence in the world?
I waited until dark, but Uncle San still hadn't come back. I couldn't help but feel a little worried, and I stood in front of the coffin thinking silently. The little girl in the coffin lay there peacefully, with delicate features, and she must have been a pretty girl when she was alive.
I have seen many corpses, all of which were countless times more hideous and terrifying than hers. How could such a pretty little girl cause so many strange things?
It's really weird.
I went to my third uncle's room and found a leather bag from the bookcase. It was filled with ancient copper coins, which I took out one by one and placed on the ground, forming a circle around the coffin.
Then he took eight bowls, poured half a bowl of water into each bowl, lit a white candle in the bowls, and placed them in eight directions around the coffin.
In our industry, this is called "fallen copper coins, life lamp bowls". Surrounding the coffin, it means that the eight directions are like a prison, and the ground is like a prison.
I plan to fight tonight and stay in front of the coffin all night.
I went to get a small stool, picked up a bag of paper money for the dead, went to the kitchen to get some cooked glutinous rice, folded the paper money into gold ingots, and burned them one by one in front of the coffin. Spending money to ward off disasters, I hope that the lady inside can stop tormenting us for the sake of the money.
Everything went smoothly in the first half of the night. The candlelight in the life lamp bowl was very stable and there were no waves. But in the second half of the night, I had just folded a bag of paper money for the dead, stood up from the chair and stretched, and suddenly I felt something was wrong. It was too quiet tonight!
Although it was already late at night and most people in the village had fallen asleep, you could still hear a few dogs barking or cats meowing. This was a mountain village, and the weeds outside the house were full of all kinds of insects, which would chirp non-stop at night .
But at this time no sound could be heard, and the whole village was as silent as death.
I felt a chill in my heart and broke out in a cold sweat. This feeling of total silence was really terrifying, the only sound I could hear was the rise and fall of my own breathing.
Fortunately, the candle in the life lamp bowl was still burning steadily, and I felt relieved. Later, I felt a little uncomfortable in my chest, so I lay on the small stool for a while. I don't know if it was because I was too tired, but in this short time, I actually took a nap.
I was in a daze, and seemed to have had a few messy dreams. Then I suddenly heard someone shouting, and I woke up suddenly. When I saw what was in front of me clearly, I immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
