My master is the coffin

Chapter 557 Disfigurement
I asked Wushuang who was standing beside me: "What's wrong with the abbot?"

Wushuang pointed to his face and said, "It's disfigured."

I muttered, "He's a man, what's wrong with his disfigurement? And he's a monk, so he can't marry a wife. What's there to cry about?"

I reached out and patted the abbot's shoulder: "Okay, don't cry, let me see what's wrong with your face?"

The abbot turned his head slowly, and said in a crying voice, "I'm done."

As soon as I saw his face, I gasped: "My God. Is this a disfigurement? It's a catastrophe."

I saw that the abbot's face was completely swollen.Almost tripled in size.In this situation, it is no longer a question of being ugly or not, it has completely affected life.

The abbot's face was full of flesh, and his eyes had been squeezed into slits, but now his face was swollen again, and his eyes could hardly be seen.

The abbot tilted his head and saw Wushuang standing beside him, admiring his face with a suppressed smile.Then he shouted in despair: "Wu Shuang, is it you? You must have done it. You see, I don't want to pretend to be a ghost, so I took revenge on me and sent me like this."

Wushuang raised his chin: "Abbot, don't spout blood. Do you have evidence? You just fell asleep. I beat you like this. You don't feel it? Are you kidding me?"

The abbot started to mess around: "Maybe you drugged me."

Wushuang laughed back angrily: "Fart, can I do it?"

Ksitigarbha pulled the abbot away: "Calm down, Wushuang is not that kind of person."

The abbot squatted on the ground with a sad face: "What will I do in the future?"

The arguing sounds of the few of us have already alarmed the thin woman.She came out of the bedroom, glanced at the abbot, was also stepped on, staggered, and almost hit the coffee table.

The abbot looked at the woman very hurt, and said in a low voice, "I'm almost becoming a monster now."

The woman stared at the abbot for a while, then whispered, "You look familiar."

The abbot said angrily: "Can I not be familiar with you? I am the abbot. Why, I am so swollen that you can't even tell?"

The woman shook her head: "It's not that I didn't mean that. I know who you are. What I mean is that your illness is so familiar."

The abbot stood up, looked at the woman and said, "Is this a disease?"

The woman nodded: "Yes."

The abbot asked again: "Didn't someone beat you?"

Wushuang squinted at the abbot: "Are you still relying on me?"

The woman shook her head: "It wasn't because of the beating. There is a young man next door to our house who married a beautiful wife. He was gorgeous when he drank the wedding wine. After sleeping, he woke up like this, and his face was swollen. The world won't go. The young man brought someone to beat up his mother-in-law's house, saying that they had deceived her with an ugly daughter. Later, the mother-in-law called back with someone, saying that the young man's family drugged her daughter, making the child look like a ghost of."

The abbot's focus is always different from others. He didn't ask how to cure this disease, but instead asked: "Who won in the end? Did the bride follow her husband, or did she go back to her mother's house?"

The woman said: "The fight between the two sides is in full swing. But the bride is not allowed to enter the house. On the one hand, she said to return the goods, and on the other hand, she said that the married woman poured water. Later, the bride went to live in her grandmother's house. Tears washed my face, and that face became even more swollen."

I couldn't help being speechless, and then asked a key question for the abbot: "Is this disease also caused by ghosts?"

The woman nodded: "We all think so. After all, before and after she got sick, it was a peak time for illness in our village."

Wushuang took the shroud from the table and handed it to the abbot: "Don't refuse, even if it's because of your illness, you have to find out what's going on."

The abbot took the shroud and put it on with a solemn expression, as if he was about to die.

Wushuang asked the woman, "Is there anyone else in your family?"

The woman was startled and asked, "What do you mean?"

Wushuang said: "I mean, we are going to pretend to be a ghost, you'd better avoid it, if there are others, it's best to take them away too."

The woman said, "Our guy is working in the factory and won't be back until tomorrow morning."

Wushuang nodded and said, "Okay, that's enough."

The woman asked: "How can I avoid it? Go to the neighbor's house for a night?"

Wushuang thought for a while and said, "No, just stay in the bedroom, close the door and don't come out. Your yang energy is weak, so it won't affect you."

Wu Shuang's unintentional words made the woman's face pale with fright: "I have weak yang energy? You mean, I'm about to die?"

Wushuang waved his hands: "Don't worry, it has nothing to do with whether you die or not. As long as you are a patient and your yang energy is not strong, you can just take care of it."

The woman nodded repeatedly, then hid in the bedroom, refusing to come out again.

Ksitigarbha said: "I'm sitting in the corner. Call me if you feel something is wrong. Although I have no strength, it is still possible to recite a scripture and add some righteousness."

Wu Shuangxi said: "This is the best."

I, Wushuang, the abbot.The three turned off the lights in the house.Sit and wait for dark.

The three of us were all wearing shrouds, sitting motionless on the sofa, looking like three dead people, appearing here out of thin air.

I thought to myself, that thin woman had better not show up.Otherwise, this scene could scare her to death.

Seeing that the sky was completely dark.Wushuang gave us a stick of incense alone.

I held the incense in my hand and waved it in front of my eyes.Then I felt some slight changes in my field of vision.

The three of us stood up, started holding incense, and wandered around the room.

There is nothing abnormal in the living room, and there is nothing abnormal in the yard.But we who have been dressed as ghosts can feel that something is wrong in this room.

Finally, Wushuang pointed to the bedroom where the woman stayed.

I said, "Could it be that the ghost is inside?"

Wushuang nodded: "Very likely."

The three of us slowly opened the door.Fortunately, the woman was not locked.

We opened the door and went in.Even though he moved lightly, he still woke up the person who was sleeping on the bed.

I looked at the skeleton and couldn't help worrying for her, for fear that she would break herself.

Wushuang made a gesture of not wanting to be born.Then he pointed to his face, meaning, don't be afraid, it's the three of us.

However, the woman on the bed made a hoarse voice and asked, "Who are you three?"

When I heard the voice, something was wrong, this is not that woman.

At this moment, I felt someone poke my waist eye.

I turned around in surprise, and saw another skinny woman standing behind me.Her eyes were wide open, and her face was full of horror.

And the direction the eyes are looking at is not the three of us, but my own bed.

I took a deep breath and asked softly, "Did you see the person on the bed?"

The woman nodded in horror.

I asked again, "Do you know who she is?"

The woman shook her head again.

I saw her biting her finger, and I was too scared to say a word.

I followed Wushuang and took two steps forward cautiously.Then he saw clearly the true face of the person on the bed.

The figure of the person on the bed is very similar to that of a thin woman, both skin and bones.However, she is shorter, and instead of black hair on her head, she has sparse white hair.

The point is, she wasn't afraid of us, grinning at us with her toothless tongue.

Wushuang asked in as calm a tone as possible: "Who are you?"

The man said, "You come to my house, but you don't know who I am?"

I pointed to the thin woman behind me: "This seems to be her home."

It also happened to be at this time that the skinny woman suddenly let out a gurgling sound, and then I saw her say in horror: "Is it you?"

The person on the bed smiled triumphantly: "You still recognized me after all."

I looked at the woman strangely: "Who is she?"

The woman bit her hand vigorously, and after biting for a while, she said indistinctly, "My mother-in-law has been dead for a long time."

I looked at the old woman and said in a persuasive tone, "Old woman, since you are dead, you should be reincarnated honestly, why did you come back?"

The old woman smiled miserably: "I'm coming back to see my daughter-in-law."

(End of this chapter)