Chapter 12: Funeral 12┃ curse.

It is said that there are cases of corpse fraud in reality, and the scientific explanation is related to bioelectricity.
Ke Xun wondered, no matter how awesome the bio-electricity is, it can't be the natural electricity. How could it be hundreds of millions of volts when the lightning strikes it? In reality, people may have burned a long time ago, but this is not the reality. If a ghost grandma comes out, who can stand it?
"Why don't we hide the coffin?" Ke Xun discussed Mu Yiran.
"There is nowhere to hide." Mu Yiran's eyes were heavy. "You can only hide anywhere in the house or in the soil. It is no different from putting it in the mourning hall. If Lei Neng hits the coffin from the other room, where will he hide? The consequences are the same."
"...This is forcing us to wait to die." Ke Xun punched the trunk hard.
"If we can find the seal before tonight, we don't need to care if it thunders or not." Mu Yiran went down to the tree after speaking.
As soon as Ke Xun got off the tree, he saw the few people who went to the graveyard to check back, all with the aftermath of fright.
After obtaining Mu Yiran's consent, Ke Xun told these people about his suspicion about the grimace on the locust tree and asked if they wanted to look for it together.
"Let's eat first." The doctor had the calmness and calmness characteristic of a doctor. "You have to save enough energy and look for it after eating."
Lunch was still eaten at the old man’s house, only wotou pickles and fried bean sprouts. Although it was still unpalatable, everyone tried their best to feed their stomachs.
"I miss the pancake fruit deeply now." Weidong whispered to Ke Xun, and glanced at the pancake stall owner sitting opposite.
The owner of the pancake stall didn't know if he had already resigned his life or was frightened, and sat there without a word.
After lunch, everyone gathered under the three locust trees to check the grimace on the tree.
After Wei Dong walked around the tree, he was cautiously holding the dead branch and poking it into the mouth with a wretched grimace. He felt that someone was nearby and asked him in a low voice, "What clues did you find?"
When he turned his head, it was Liu Yufei.
"This is not a clue." Wei Dong pointed to grimace.
"That's the only one?" Liu Yufei's face flashed unbelief, "It's impossible that the surname Mu has only found such a clue so far, I'm afraid I didn't tell you two.
"Listen to you, he is awesome?" Wei Dong asked as he continued to grimacing.
Liu Yufei snorted: "It's awesome. The first two paintings were the first to find the seal, and..."
"Leave half of what you said, beware of your constipation tonight." Wei Dong said.
Liu Yufei glared at him: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. The surname Mu is not as kind as he shows, his face is too deceptive."
"I really don't think he is kind," Wei Dong went to stab a grimace, "but you said that his face is deceptive, I agree with that." Looking at a calm and calm person, he was angry. When the field opened, it was full of aggressiveness.
Liu Yufei said with a cold face and lowered his voice: "Then, do you know that in the first two paintings, all the people ganged up with the surname Mu failed to get out of the painting?"
Wei Dong had a meal, and looked up at him in surprise: "Crawled out?"
"..." Liu Yufei's face changed with anger, but he seemed to be trying to control his emotions. He gritted his teeth and asked Wei Dong, "He really didn't find any other clues?"
"Where do I know? Even if someone finds it out, it's impossible to tell me." Wei Dong lowered his head and continued to make a grimace.
"In the painting, you'd better have a few more thoughts," Liu Yufei looked at him, "inquire more clues, and you will have more hope of opening the painting."
"Okay, I see." Wei Dong said.
"Don't forget, the two of us got the same word. It's likely that we are together for life and death." Liu Yufei reminded him in a deep voice, "So I hope you and I can share clues and leave here together."
"Okay, I see." Wei Dong said.
Liu Yufei stared at him for a long time, and finally grabbed a dead branch from the ground and followed him with a grimace.
Everyone looked for it all afternoon, but never found anything useful.
At this moment, the sky was so gloomy as the night, thick clouds gathered above the head, constantly changing, surging and squeezing.
"Go back, it's dark." The doctor's thick voice made everyone feel more gloomy.
The old man said that he would return to his house when it was dark and arrange the task for everyone tonight.
This also means that the second round of horror has begun.
"Those who get the cloth strips with the word'Gu' will be responsible for the vigil tonight. Those who get the cloth strips with the word'evil' are responsible for digging their graves in the northern suburbs of the village. Those who get the cloth strips with the word'Yang' go to Li's house. The wood shed cuts wood. The person who got the cloth strip with the word'take' guards the Li's granary."
After the old man finished speaking, he turned and went to the next room, leaving eight people with different faces in unspeakable silence.
"...I...I don't want to die..." After a long while, the silence was finally broken by a trembling whine, "Ke Er, I don't want to die... I don't want to go to the mourning hall, I don't want to die..."
Wei Dong panicked, with a pale face, grabbing Ke Xun's arms, trying to get shelter or guarantee from his good brother.
Ke Xun grabbed his almost unsteady body and burned physically and mentally.
"My surname is Mu! Where is the seal?!" Liu Yufei, who also got the "Gu" banner, had his eyes cracked, and rushed up a few steps, reaching out to pull Mu's stunned front, and was stunned by Mu. Step away.
"Are you so inhumane to watch others die?!" Liu Yufei hissed, his eyes bursting and crazy, "tell the clues you know! I don't want to die! No one wants to die! Why do you want to go out alive by yourself?!"
Roaring here, he waved at the people nearby, "Mu must know the clue where the seal is printed! Let's go together! Let him tell! He knows! He must know!"
Everyone was silent, looking at Liu Yufei who was emotionally collapsed with the eyes of the dead.
Although others may not be able to survive tonight, those who go to the mourning hall...almost certainly, they will never get back.
"I see," the doctor said calmly, "While there is still some time, everyone talks about the clues they have thought of. Putting them together, maybe you can find the seal."
Seeing that everyone was still silent, the doctor added: "According to the arrangements yesterday and today, the task of guarding the spirit and digging the grave will sooner or later fall on other people."
It means that everyone can't escape. If you don't provide clues, everyone will work together, and sooner or later they will have to die here.
Seeing that everyone was moved, the doctor continued: "Let’s start by throwing some bricks to attract jade. In the morning, I walked around the village and found a stone tablet at the head of the village. The inscription on the tablet was a brief history of the village.
"The people in this village are all surnamed Li. I think the villagers here are probably all of the same clan. Their ancestors can be traced back to the Warring States Period, when they were officials in the Qin State at that time, and their official name was'Zongzhu'.
"The official'Zongzhu', as far as I know, is an official in charge of praying to the ancestors and ghosts and gods. Therefore, this official position is an official with the character of a wizard.
"I think this clue may have something to do with the content of this painting. The above is the relatively useful clue I have obtained so far. If you think of something, you may wish to say it and analyze it together."
After the doctor finished speaking, his eyes first fell to Mu Yiran.
"Isn't it nonsense about ghosts and gods?" Liu Yufei yelled violently, "Even if their ancestors are not ancestors, this painting is all about ghosts and gods! Your clue is completely useless!"
No one paid any attention to him, just staring at Mu Yiran's body, as if he was a of salvation.
"I think there is a pattern to follow the deaths of the five people last night." Mu Yiran's face was calm, "And the village chronicles on the stone tablet you mentioned, I don't think it is useless."
"Said it is the same as not saying it!" Liu Yufei rushed up again to try to pull Mu Yiran, but was grabbed by Ke Xun next to him.
"Either shut up and think of a solution, or I will turn your clothes into a broken arm shirt." Ke Xun said expressionlessly, with a slight pressure on his hands, which caused Liu Yufei to scream in pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Speaking of the death of the five people," the doctor continued, Mu Yiran said, "The two who died in the graveyard are indeed a bit strange. When we passed by, the crows were already eating the corpses, but they could still see. Out, the two corpses were divided into several pieces of meat—note that they were divided into equal parts. This is a bit unnatural to me, unless the force is compelling. Disease, otherwise I don’t think it is necessary to be so fine."
Mu Yiran looked down and thought, the doctor stopped disturbing him when he saw the situation, and looked at other people: "Are there any clues you can provide? Even the seemingly trivial and normal trivial things can be said."
"Let me just say one," Ke Xun said. Seeing that Mu Yiran seemed to know what he was going to say, he didn't stop him, so he continued, "It's not about the clue of the seal, but about how to avoid being caught by those two papers. The method of killing people."
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on his face.
"No matter what kind of work you are arranged, try to hide yourself up and down, cover it with a sack, or block it with firewood, as long as you don’t be seen by the two paper men, if the paper men walk in front of you , Be sure to hold your breath."
"What about those who go to dig the grave?" the person who got the "bad" banner asked hurriedly.
Ke Xun shook his head: "I don't know."
"It really doesn't work, try covering your body with soil." The doctor said.
"Where is the guardian?" Wei Dong asked with a pale face and trembling, "Will the one in the coffin run out? Was the thing in the coffin that dug out the eyes of the three people?"
No one answered him, and there was almost dead silence in the room.
"Did Xiaomu come up with something?" The doctor broke the unbearable silence.
"I am very concerned about the fact that the villagers' ancestors are Zongzhu." Mu Yiran raised his eyes, and everyone immediately looked at him.
"The act of gods and ghosts has the nature of a wizard. This is very common during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period." Mu Yiran said, "This kind of curse was very popular at the time. For example, before the war between the two countries, it would be held. The most famous ritual to curse the monarch of the enemy country is "Curse Chu Wen". It was in the later period of the Warring States period, when the Qin and Chu two countries were contending for hegemony at their peak, the king of Qin prayed to the gods to bless Qin to win and cursed the defeat of Chu. .
"In relation to the current situation, the three locust trees behind the yard of Li's house are called yin trees, which is not a curse. In some places, locust trees are called'ghost beckoning'. Characteristics, I have reason to suspect that the person who planted these three trees at the back of the Li family’s house had no good intentions towards this family.
"Moreover, even if it is the world in the painting, the scenes must be logical and the stories are meticulous and bug-free. But last night in Li’s house, we didn’t see any descendants of the Li family or close relatives. According to common sense, This is a bug.
"Our role should be the villagers who go to the Li family to help. If we are the Li family, the sackcloth on our body will not be of this standard. It can be seen that the Li family should have no descendants or relatives. In other words, it is a dead end.
"For the ancients or the people of the old age, the dead end was a tragic end in the eyes of others. There is a saying that it was retribution or curse.
"In addition, the coffin in the mourning hall is made of pure cypress wood. The pure cypress wooden coffin will be beaten by the sky. It is not a good word to be struck by lightning. It is usually used to curse others verbally. To put it into practice, this kind of curse is not just verbal, but a real, artificial, deliberate, and real curse.
"Combining the above points, we can draw a clue that I don't know whether it is important. That is, the family who did the funeral was cursed artificially. From the time the three locust trees were planted, until now, the family died. We have to cut off our children and grandchildren. The one in the mourning hall is the last person in their family. So far, this family has disappeared."