Li Donghai is my dad's friend, when I was a kid he often called me his godson, but I never acknowledged him as my godfather because all year round there was a stench on him, he was a pig butcher.

  The person who slaughtered pigs with his partner was surnamed Qiao, the fourth in the Qiao family. We called him Fourth Uncle. Both of them had fiery tempers and a strong sense of brotherhood. They were both friends of my father's. When I was young, conditions were tough, and Li Donghai and Qiao Laosi would often send us some pork to celebrate from time to time. They were the most suitable candidates.

  Butchers, who spend their days in the company of slaughter, are among all professions, apart from executioners, those with the most evil energy. This type of person is not afraid to get involved with anything dirty, but usually butchers do not live long because killing too many animals will ultimately lead to heavenly punishment and a shortened lifespan.

  The two of them were very pleased, and the red envelope I gave was not taken back. In their opinion, it was just a small matter. After preparing the carrying pole, hemp rope, and a flatbed cart, several people went up the mountain, and the coffin had not been moved by anyone yet. It's strange to say that the coffin was originally very heavy when it was in the ground, but after being placed on the ground for two days, it became much lighter. The two men, one in front of the other, lifted it down with a bit of effort and covered it with a plastic rain cloth before setting off.

  The temple's gate was locked, the key had been taken away, and this house belonged to the public. Later, the village reinstalled a hanging lock on it. When I opened the door, the weeds in the courtyard were as tall as a person, and the broken bricks and walls were scattered all over the place. At a glance, it seemed that there were still several coffins placed inside the western house, covered with straw, and the wood of the coffins had already cracked open, probably left behind from the old days.

  This coffin was placed in the east wing of the house, and when we were about to leave, Cha Wenbin added a spell on it. I don't know what kind of spell it is, probably for calming the corpse.

  Locked the door, thanked Donghai Uncle and Fourth Uncle, Cha Wenbin wanted to take a look at He Jinfeng again, and arrived at He Jinfeng's house already noon.

  The woman's house was tidy, the courtyard door was half-closed. When she opened the door, there were pots of grass on both sides of the yard. She bumped into an old man coming out from inside, who also looked startled and asked: "Who is it? What do you want?"

  Cha Wenbin replied: "I'm here to see Aunt Jin Feng, and you are?"

  The old man seemed somewhat displeased on his face, waving the towel in his hand: "Go away, no one is home."

  "How could she not be at home?" Cha Wenbin smiled again, "I'm her nephew, from Hong Village. I was with my aunt yesterday, and didn't she say that she wasn't feeling well? Where did she go?"

  "Get out, I mean it! You two get out!" The old man made a move to grab the broom in the corner and chase us away. I quickly pulled Zhang Wenbin back as we retreated outside. As soon as we stepped out of the door, the old man slammed it shut with a loud "bang".

  "What a strange person." I muttered, the customs of our generation are not so fierce, no matter who comes to your home is considered a guest, even if you don't entertain them, it's still not this ruthless.

  Zha Wenbin crouched in the corner of the wall and said to me: "Didn't you notice that there's a smell on that person?"

  "What smell?" "A scent of incense, I think He Jin Feng is in trouble. That should be her relative, I have to go in."

  "Knock, knock." I went to knock on the door again. After a moment, someone inside shouted: "Who is it? We're busy at home, if you have something to say, come back another day."

  "Hongcun Ma Su's disciple, Cha Wenbin!" This time he didn't hold back, his voice was loud and clear, afraid that people wouldn't hear him. Sure enough, the door opened again, and it was still the old man, only this time he had something in his hand: a basin of cold water!

  "Whoosh!" The cold water poured down on us, and I was caught off guard. But Cha Wenbin got it worse. This March weather isn't that cold, but it's definitely not warm either. That old man really drenched him to the bone, and then he even had the nerve to spit and try to close the door again. Just as he did, I quickly stepped forward and blocked the door with my body: "You're being unreasonable! How can you treat guests like this? If it weren't for your age..."

  "What, you think I'm older than you and you can beat me to death? Come on, hit me, little rabbit!" The old man muttered and cursed as he picked up a wooden stick as thick as a bowl in the yard. But I wasn't someone to be trifled with either, being inexplicably treated like this - how could I not fight back?

  After all, young people are still in the upper hand. I grabbed that stick and pushed it forward with force, pinning the old man against the wall. Even after he died, he couldn't get the better of me. He just cursed loudly, using every foul word imaginable, as if I had stolen their family's gold and silver treasures and even burned down their house. What a deep-seated hatred!

  "Get out!" The old man gritted his teeth and shouted this sentence, after which Zhang Wenbin had already entered the house alone. In a moment, he rushed out and said to me: "Hurry up and send him to the hospital, it's almost too late."

  He still held a woman in his arms, that was He Jin Feng, but now she had her eyebrows tightly locked and was completely unconscious. I let go of the old man and said: "If you block us again, someone will die!"

  "It's not all your fault!" The old man slammed his staff on the ground and actually started crying: "We were already wronged by that Ma Su, and now his apprentice is coming to harm us again. What did we He family do to owe you?"

  It turned out that this old man was He Jinfeng's father. When He Jinfeng returned from Mao Cao Bay, she fell ill and had been in a high fever and coma for a long time. But her old father was also a superstitious person who didn't understand things, and he made a mess at home by asking gods and Buddhas for help, and even invited several big mothers from neighboring villages to come and perform the "big god" ritual. When Cha Wenbin rushed in, those women were pouring some black unknown liquid into He Jinfeng's mouth.

  Just touch with your hand, the person is almost stuck to the flesh, he is a Taoist priest, but also knows when to do what, people are burned like this and still not sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, isn't that seeking death?

  Regardless of everything, we rushed out to find a car and sent He Jinfeng to the county hospital. On the way, that doctor was full of blame, saying that if she had been late for another moment, even if she had been rescued, she would have become an idiot.

  A Taoist is not equal to not seeing a doctor, not seeing a doctor and relying solely on talismans and spells to cure illnesses is called superstition. In the past, all Taoists were knowledgeable about medicine, and if they couldn't cure an illness themselves, they would invite a doctor to take a look. Getting sick and being possessed by evil spirits are two different things, medical treatment and Taoist methods do not conflict with each other, many people have this misunderstanding.

  When a person is extremely exhausted, they will develop a high fever. The doctor said that He Jin Feng was over-exhausted, to what extent? She took three days and three nights to wake up, this is the price of being possessed once!

  Those who pretend to be crazy for a while are all deceivers, communicating with the divine is based on consuming a large amount of yuanqi, I don't know what kind of communication method this is, personally think it's like God is a Ph.D., ordinary people are elementary school students. A Ph.D. and an elementary school student discuss a higher math problem, for the Ph.D. it's very simple, but for the elementary school student, they need to solve the problem at the same time as the Ph.D. and give the same answer, how fast does their brain need to turn?

  Those days were busy, Gao Cheng was buried, and people's minds were in a state of anxiety. There were rumors that he died unjustly. Those nights, every household went to bed early, and children were basically pulled into the house after dinner. I and Cha Wenbin rushed back and forth between the hospital and home, He Jinfeng needed someone to take care of her, she had no children, she was awake but couldn't speak, just like a fool. Cha Wenbin was anxious in his heart, all methods were tried, but the hospital didn't allow him to be discharged, saying that now it's not possible to take responsibility if he went back.

  It was about the fourth day, that night I also remember, anyway, it was a sleepless night, and my heart was very annoyed. Cha Wenbin and I were sleeping in the same room, he was almost the same as me, and that day was so suffocating that people wanted to go crazy. When I got up, it was about 2 o'clock in the morning, I thought of going to the door to breathe some fresh air.

  My home is located on high ground, and below the yard is a high embankment. Below the embankment is the highway, which didn't have streetlights at that time. In the yard, there were tables and stools, so I brought some wine and snacks to drink and relieve my boredom. After drinking for a while, I suddenly saw lights on the road, like lanterns played with by children, one after another.

  The sky was very dark that day, so the light was particularly dazzling. I quickly went to call out Zha Wenbin, and when he came out, everything had returned to calm again.

  "What's going on? Am I seeing ghosts again?" My eyes haven't seen those things for a long time, and I was secretly celebrating, but now they're back with a vengeance. It's too late at night to be someone blocking the road.

  "Where are you going?" Zhang Wenbin asked me while putting on his clothes.

  "It should be going in." I slapped my thigh: "Oh no, this is going to be a disaster!"

  There are only seven or eight households left in our village, what worries me more is that the big temple is inside, didn't they bring a suspicious coffin in just a few days ago, could it be...

  Thinking of this, I felt a chill on my scalp, wondering if something was going to happen.

  "What's today?" Cha Wenbin asked me.

  "Today is the sixteenth of February, but it doesn't feel right. Why isn't there a moon tonight?" I looked up at the sky, which was a deep, foreboding grey, and thought that on a day like today, the moon should be shining brightly, and yet it wasn't even raining.

  "Today is still the seventh day of Gao Cheng's death! Like this, you and I will split up to take action. You go to the Grand Temple to see if there's any movement, and I'll go to the Gao family."

  "What the heck? I went to the temple, you killed me and got it!" That place I don't even like going during the day, let alone at night. Cha Wenbin, aren't you cheating people?!

  "Then I'll go to the Grand Temple, how about you going to the Gao's residence?"

  I thought: "Can't we just be together?"

  "I'm afraid I won't make it in time, I have a premonition that something will happen tonight, but I don't know where."

  "I thought I'd be cheated, so what if I just run away: 'Alright, I'll go to the temple, and we'll settle this when I come back. I'll find you.'"

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