Volume 1 Chapter 86 Finger Bones
This guy's face was red, probably because he was a little too excited after surviving a disaster. But no one in the hall paid any attention to him. Lionhead came over and poked me with his arm, whispering, "Are you really going to let this bastard go? This ghost thing is talking nicely now, but when the time comes, none of us will be able to escape!"
I shook my head. This second mother-in-law has always had a weird personality, so how would I know what she was going to do?
I only heard Boss Ma ask, "Second Brother, what do you mean?"
I saw that Heimao, the muscular man, Yan Zi and others all looked at Second Grandma with a look of surprise and confusion.
The second grandmother slowly opened her eyes, coughed softly a few times, and said, "Leave this Taoist priest to me."
The people in the hall were hesitating when they heard the second grandmother weakly order, "Old Four, go and get one of our pigs."
The muscular man scratched his head, probably a little overwhelmed, but he immediately agreed and went out.
Speaking of the pigs, I only found out about them a few days ago. It turns out that there is a pig house outside our funeral home, not far from here, with three big fat pigs raised inside. But I heard from the muscle man that these pigs are not raised to eat or sell, but were ordered by my second sister, and they have been kept there ever since.
Lion Head asked me quietly: "What are you doing?"
I really don't know. At this time when the disaster is imminent, why did the second mother-in-law ask the muscular man to lead a pig? Is she going to kill a pig to make braised pork for the cow nose? Is it possible that the Taoist priest will let us go if we eat some meat? This is too ridiculous. Anyway, I can't figure it out no matter how hard I try.
Heimao and Yanzi were confused, but they were probably both respectful and fearful of the Second Granny, so they didn't dare to ask her in person even if they had questions. No matter what happened, Skinny Bamboo always looked dumbfounded, unchanged for a thousand years. But Boss Ma had a strange look on his face since he heard what the Second Granny said.
The bull nose had probably just struggled on the brink of death, and was now a little emotionally divided, chattering away about something, but none of us was in the mood to listen.
The hall was silent and the atmosphere was strange. After waiting for about 20 minutes, a tall muscular man appeared outside the door. He held a hemp rope in his hand and tied the other end to the neck of a fat pig. He led the second brother in. The second brother was not afraid of strangers. When he saw so many people in the hall, he thought there was something delicious and snorted with pleasure.
The second grandmother probably heard the sound, she leaned back in her chair, opened her eyes, and said to Ma Laodao: "You all go out first and close the door."
Heimao and Yanzi were hesitant to speak when they heard this, probably because they had all kinds of questions in their hearts. But Boss Ma did not hesitate at all, and simply waved his hand, asking everyone to leave, and then asked the second mother-in-law: "Can your body...take it?"
The second grandmother coughed a few times and said, "She won't die yet."
I was extremely curious and wanted to know why Second Grandma left the cow's nose and the big fat pig behind, but she had ordered that no one was allowed to stay in the hall, so I had no choice but to follow Boss Ma and the others out.
As soon as I reached the door, I heard the second grandmother say again: "Xiao Qi stay."
I was startled and stopped right there. Boss Ma gave me a look and said, "Xiao Qi, you stay and help Lao Er."
I agreed and stayed in the house. Seeing that everyone else had retreated outside and closed the doors and windows, I returned to the second mother-in-law and listened to her instructions.
The second grandmother squinted her eyes for a while and said, "Go get a pair of scissors and a tube of silver needles."
I answered and went to do it immediately. The scissors happened to be in the living room, and I had a tube of silver needles with me, which was just right for use. The second grandmother opened her eyes, looked at the two things I handed her, nodded, and stretched out a hand, asking me to help her up.
I immediately went forward to help her and came to the big fat pig tied to the pillar in the house. The second brother groaned and paced a few steps, looking very leisurely.
The second grandmother took a closer look and said, "Take off my gloves."
I was shocked. Since I first met this second grandmother, she has been wearing this pair of green wool gloves, even in such a hot summer, she has never taken them off. When she asked me to take them off, I couldn't help but be very curious.
I agreed, and while supporting her, I pinched a corner of the glove on her hand and gently pulled it out. The glove was very loose and came off easily, and then one of the second mother-in-law's palms was exposed.
Although I was mentally prepared, I cried out "Ah" when I saw that hand. The five fingers of the second grandmother's hand were festering from the fingertips, and the upper half of the fingers were so rotten that only white bones were left!
"Do my hands look ugly?" Second Grandma said with a cough.
I shook my head. I usually deal with corpses, and I have seen corpses no matter how horrible and ugly they are. This palm is just rotten to the point that five finger bones are exposed, which is not a big deal. But I have never seen such a situation on a living person. As the saying goes, the five fingers are connected to the heart. Such pain, let alone enduring it for a long time, even if it lasts for a minute or a quarter of an hour, can make people feel like they are dying.
But this woman is enduring such excruciating pain day and night! And looking at the injury on her palm, the wound is still festering. If it continues, I'm afraid the whole palm will rot and only bones will be left.
I really can't imagine how this woman survived such pain. I also don't understand why didn't just amputate both hands from the palm position, so that although she lost her palms, she could suffer less pain.
"And this one." The second grandmother handed over her other hand. Although her hand was festering, her face showed no pain or other emotions.
I took off the other glove and saw the same festering hand. My hands couldn't help but tremble. What kind of woman was this? What kind of things had happened to her in the past?
Then I heard the second grandmother ask: "Are you shaking?"
I trembled and said, "Second Granny, what's wrong with your hand..."
"It's just rotten." Second Grandma's voice was still weak and without any emotion.
It's just rotten. As I listened, I felt a sense of panic in my heart and my eyes became hot.
"Okay, you're just a kid, just hand me a short needle." The second grandmother stretched out her hand.
I held the short needle but didn't pass it to her. Her hand was boned and only the lower half had some flesh left. How could I insert a needle into a hand like this? Who could endure such excruciating pain?
"Second mother-in-law, just tell me what you want to do and I'll do it for you." Although I took out a short three-edged needle, I still didn't hand it to her.
Second Grandma glanced at me, narrowed her narrow eyes, and said, "I'll do it once, and you learn from me. Then you can help me in the future." Then she took the silver needle from my hand.
On one of her hands, the upper half of her fingers were only bones, so she couldn't twist the silver needle like a normal person, but she pinched it with two fingers and flicked her palm towards the head of the second senior brother. When she looked again, the short three-edged needle had disappeared from between her fingers, and the second senior brother, who was still humming, suddenly became silent, his head tilted, and he fell to the ground.
After taking a few glances, I knew that this Second Brother was not dead. His eyes were wide open, but he seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.
The second grandmother asked, "Do you know about the three souls and seven spirits?"
I nodded. My family is in this business, so we naturally know this most basic common sense. Not only do humans have three souls and seven spirits, but animals also have them. After hearing what Second Granny said, I took another look at Second Senior Brother and saw a silver needle inserted between his eyebrows above his eye socket, with the tail of the needle faintly visible.
It turns out that the injection that Second Grandma had just given was at this location.
"Look carefully, this shot will definitely produce fetal light."
I carefully memorized the position of the needle. The so-called "fetal light" is actually one of the three souls and seven spirits. The fetal light belongs to heaven, so it is also called the heavenly soul.
