Sky coffin

This is the thing that puzzles me the most.

Although it is a second burial, it cannot be so casual. Besides, it is not good for future generations to bury the deceased in the yard.

Hua Xiu lowered his head in thought. After a moment, he raised his head and said to me: "Brother Emperor, what we see is not a zombie, but a corpse, a corpse manipulated by Ying Gou."

"These corpses were not raised, but they were buried in their own homes to increase resentment. Once the resentment reached a certain level, the corpses would be raised. Once the corpses were raised, they would kill their closest relatives, and then Suck its blood and make yourself stronger."

I suddenly realized that after death, only when a person has resentment in his heart can he die without being stiff. Where does the resentment come from? Unfilial descendants, unfavorable life, or obsessions in the heart will aggravate the resentment.

Take the movie Mr. Zombie as an example.

The first thing Mr. Ren had to do after picking up the corpse was to kill Ren Tingting and Ren Fa.

Mrs. Ren killed Ren Fa and sucked his blood, and his moral character soared.

The same goes for the corpses in the village.

After hearing this, Zhang Shiyi asked with some confusion: "Since we know that corpses will be picked up and loved ones will be harmed, but the people in Yong'an Village still bury the corpses at home, isn't that asking for death?"

Zhang Shiyi’s question is also what I have in mind.

I thought again and again and said: "This matter should be related to Ying Gou. I don't know what means he used to let the villagers of Yong'an Village bury the bodies in the yard. If we want to know the answer to this matter, we can only find the villagers." Look for."

While we were talking, dull footsteps suddenly came from outside the yard.

I tiptoed to the window and saw the body that had gone out just now come back.

He came to the tree, jumped into the pit where he had been buried, and buried himself.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiyi asked: "What should we do?"

I replied: "This matter cannot be rushed. Let's wait until tomorrow to see if we can get any useful information from the villagers."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and then Princess Long Ji and Hua Xiu returned to the room.

Early the next morning, the harsh sound of suona suddenly sounded in my ears. I woke up instantly, got dressed and walked out of the room.

Village Chief Huang, wearing a filial piety hat, said to us: "You guys have already prepared breakfast. After breakfast, I will take you to Mr. Hu's funeral to have a look, and then we will look for a suitable tomb."

I nodded, and after breakfast, we arrived at Hu's home.

People were coming and going throughout the yard, and everyone had a look of grief on their faces. The yard was filled with wreaths, lanterns, paper figurines, and other funeral supplies.

We met Mr. Hu’s wife, Mrs. Li.

Mrs. Li looked haggard and had white hair. However, I did not see any sadness on her face. Instead, she was full of ashes and numbness.

I stepped forward and asked, "Mrs. Li, didn't Mr. Hu choose a cemetery for himself before he died?"

Old Man Li slowly raised his head, his eyes dull and numb, and her voice was extremely hoarse.

"I have chosen..."

I continued to ask: "Since we have chosen it, why do we still need to look for it?"

Mrs. Li glanced at me and was about to speak when she was interrupted by Village Chief Huang.

"Guys, you don't need to ask her. She has some brain problems and can't remember too many things. So if you have any questions, feel free to ask me."