Chapter 17: The Zombie Says (3)
The grave-digging work proceeded quickly, because they had to hurry to open the coffin at noon, so people had to hurry.
The whole scene was very silent, including the crowd watching, after all, this was not a pleasant thing.
With the full force of a dozen strong men, the angry grave was soon dug open, and the black coffin was fully exposed.
At this point, the people stopped, all silently backing away. There was a kind of oppressive silence at the scene. Yuan, who had already put on his Taoist robes, solemnly walked out. First, he sprinkled a circle of glutinous rice around the coffin and the grave, then he began to walk in an irregular pattern in front of the grave, reciting a spell that no one understood.
After all this, Yuan Taoist burned three sticks of incense, then pasted a talisman on the pile of firewood that had already been prepared, looked at the time on the watch, it was already 11:40, and counting the time it took to pry open the coffin, it would be almost time to open the coffin at 1:30 in the afternoon.
“Open the coffin.” With the sound of Yuan Taoist’s words, the eight men who had already put on their masks took the crowbar and dragged the coffin up first, then inserted the crowbar into the coffin board and began to pry open the coffin with all their strength.
Meng Dawei watched this scene and clenched his fists. After all, the person sleeping in the coffin was his own father. It would be extremely unfilial to not be able to rest in peace in the ground. If his father really turned into that thing, it would also be his own unfilial behavior for not choosing a good burial site for his father…
Gao Yan was standing next to him, holding him tightly. She was worried about something else. She was also begging, hoping that her father-in-law would not turn into that thing, otherwise her family would be the subject of gossip in the village for a long time.
Gao Bin was a little dazed, and even a little scared and withdrawn. The reason was, of course, because of what the Taoist priest Yuan had said, but this matter had already fallen on him, and he could not be discouraged in front of the whole village. Gao Bin also begged himself to see a normal corpse, even if it was rotten, just to not see any strange things again.
With a loud bang, the coffin loosened, indicating that the coffin nails had been pried open. Then came the unpleasant sound of wood rubbing against wood, and Gao Bin’s heart lifted with the sound.
“1, 2, 3, up!” With the shout of the leader, the eight men exerted their strength together, and with a loud bang, the coffin board was finally prised open.
The sound of the coffin boards falling to the ground was the sound of the corpse inside finally changing.
At this moment, everyone at the scene had their heartbeats quicken at the same time. Even though this scene was not unfamiliar to the people here, their heartbeats would still quicken when they were actually faced with it.
People have a curiosity about the strange, wanting to see a zombie or something. In these years, not every time the coffin is opened, there is a discovery. Many times, the whole village has to raise money to give the host a wine to apologize. Money is not really a problem, but it is mainly that they don’t see the novelty, and they always have it in their hearts.
As for some other cases, the characteristics are not obvious, and they are barely considered to have some characteristics, so they are hastily burned, which makes people very suspicious and is not a happy thing.
Meng Dawei didn’t know what people were thinking, but at this moment his heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was going to jump out of his throat. Gao Yan was also so nervous that her fingernails were digging into Meng Dawei’s arm. As for Gao Bin, he was in a trance, thinking, “Please don’t turn into a corpse, or else I’ll have to drag this thing out.”
The sound of the coffin falling to the ground had not yet died down when suddenly the shrill voice of Taoist Yuan, who was nervous, rang out in the crowd. It was difficult for him to wear a mask and still be able to make such a shrill sound.
“Quick, sprinkle the sticky rice!” Yuan Taoist had been standing in front of the coffin observing the situation. As soon as he saw the corpse, he couldn’t hold it in and shouted almost hoarsely.
Meng Dawei sat down on the ground with a “pop,” and from the moment Yuan Taoist shouted that sentence, he knew it was over. His father must have turned into a corpse, and Yuan Taoist was so agitated, it wasn’t the kind of dubious corpse transformation.
As for Gao Yan, she sat down and cried.
The eight men almost simultaneously took out glutinous rice from their breast pockets and poured it into the coffin. Gao Bin, however, dared not look, and his hands were shaking as he poured the glutinous rice.
The dense sticky rice almost covered the entire body of the corpse, and an unpleasant stench gradually spread. People took the dried mugwort in their hands and lit it to disperse the smell, otherwise if someone inhaled too much and was affected by the so-called corpse poison, it would not be a fun thing.
“Drag the corpse out,” Yuan Taoist loudly commanded, then walked to the coffin and without stopping, he thrust a very sharp peachwood stake into the corpse’s heart.
At that moment, Yuan Taoist almost went crazy. He had been a Taoist for so long, and had always followed the rules left by his ancestors. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation in something he had personally presided over. When the peach wood stake was inserted, no blood was seen, but a little black, almost semi-solid substance flowed out! According to my master, when he handled Li Huaili’s corpse, it was the same situation, even more violent. When the peach wood stake was inserted, the corpse moved slightly, and there were signs of the corpse rising during the day.
The corpse changed, and there was no doubt that it had changed.
Master Yuan was suddenly nervous for no reason and shouted, “Drag the corpse out. I’ve put the peach wood stake in, and it’s a bright day. It’s fine.”
Gao Bin could no longer avoid it. He took the rope in his trembling hands and approached the coffin. He looked at it with his eyes, and his scalp exploded. From now on, he completely believed in the theory of corpse transformation.
The old man in the coffin was his sister’s father-in-law. He was familiar with him. Last year, when he was burying him, he had even come back specially, but he didn’t expect that in just one year, he would have turned into this state.
There was no decay, and his body was a strange grayish black color, just dry and flat, like dried bacon. His fingernails were very long and very sharp, and his teeth were also very long and very sharp. Especially on his body, there was a very fine layer of very sparse white hair.
How can this be explained? The truth is right in front of you! Another big man had already started to tie a rope around one of the corpse’s gloves. There were many people in the countryside who had the courage to do this, and Gao Bin did not want to lose face, so he also put on the rope with cold sweat.
With the four limbs tied up, the eight men dragged the corpse out together, directly exposing it to the hot sun.
“Wow,” the crowd began to stir and murmur as the corpse was dragged out of the coffin. Anyone with common sense would know that the corpse had completely metamorphosed.
An experienced old man said to a young man next to him, “This guy is powerful. Can you see the white hair? It hasn’t grown yet. If it grows, our whole village will suffer. This is a white demon!”
“White evil? Mr. Qin, what is white evil? Have you ever seen it?” The young man had obviously received a scientific education and was skeptical of the rules passed down from his ancestors. He was also somewhat confused. Today, he saw this strange scene. Because there were so many people, he wasn’t afraid, but he was always curious.
“I’ve lived for more than 70 years, and I’ve seen many open caskets and burned corpses. I’ve rarely seen black and white ghosts. Usually, they have teeth and fingernails. This one has long white hair. Gee, and today is the third time. I said that the old man’s grave was cracked and there must be something strange. It seems that this is true.” The old man Qin said with emotion, and at the same time prayed that he would never become this thing in the future.
According to the ancestors, this half-dead, mindless guy can’t enter the cycle of reincarnation.
“As for Mr. Qin, you said the black and white brothers are equally vicious. Which one is more powerful, the black brother or the white brother? Have you ever seen the black one?” The young man was probably emboldened by the crowd and was even able to joke.
Grandpa Qin was a bit nervous and whispered, “You can’t joke around like that. What do you mean by white brothers and black brothers? Be careful, they might come looking for you! If you really want to know, I can only tell you that the black ones are definitely more powerful!”
“Have you seen it?”
“Hey, how could I not have seen it? It was from our village. Just over a decade ago, Li Huaili’s corpse turned into a black demon. It would eat anything that it saw bleed. If it hadn’t been dealt with in time, everyone in our village would have died.”
“Ah!” The young man finally became serious. He had heard his father talk about Li Huaili.
While the old man and the young man were discussing, Meng Dawei suddenly rushed out of the crowd like a madman, shouting, “Dad…”
The Taoist priest immediately shouted nervously, “Hold him down! Even in the sun, if he gets the energy of a loved one, the corpse will rise again.”