It is just like 'as if a spring thunderclap hits the brain, and then as if a lotus flower forces marriage'.

  My head went "buzz" and goosebumps spread all over my body like a timer.

  What's that sound, rustling and whispering, like someone's walking but not quite, anyway it's an indescribable feeling. I immediately became alert, damn it, won't another one of those lingering masters come after me again.

  I turned around and looked, the big house was empty except for me, that voice seemed to have disappeared. I thought to myself, could it be that my nerves are too sensitive? Originally, what I'm doing now should be foolproof, how could there possibly be a mistake?

  The hand holding the banana that I had bitten into was trembling unconsciously, no, this is my intuition, after so many things have happened, I seem to have developed a kind of intuition, especially in this eerie atmosphere, I know that danger can come at any time.

  Matters of life and death cannot afford me a moment's carelessness.

  So I don't dare eat bananas anymore. I quickly drew a palm symbol on my hand and got up to carefully walk towards the coffin.

  Here's the translation:

  I'd like to explain to everyone why I did this, because there are many taboos surrounding corpses, including head and foot taboos. Especially for someone who died in a violent manner, their resentment is too great, so if the body is not placed correctly, it's easy to make mistakes. So, I steeled myself and walked over step by step. Since the corpse was laid out for people to pay their respects, the coffin lid wasn't closed.

  I stepped closer and closer, muttering to myself: Big sister, we have no grudges or grievances, don't come out and scare me.

  I imagine her dead, with her legs broken and twisted into an eerie shape, covered in bloodstains, her belly caved in, her eyes wide open, a perfectly tragic beauty.

  The movie "Corpse Man" is really harmful, its harm can be compared to Mosaic. Damn it, my mountain village years were overshadowed by these two things.

  I remember when I watched that movie at the time, I had an urge to put a mosaic on the face of that beautiful Chu person.

  I walked step by step to the coffin, although this was not my first time seeing a corpse. I had seen some before. As soon as I thought of corpses, the image of Xie Zhigeng tearing off his own chin appeared in my mind, with flesh and blood blurred together.

  At this moment, I can clearly hear my own breathing and heartbeat. This feeling is really torturing me, scaring myself, and it's indeed endless fun, just like the little tyrant in my childhood.

  I swallowed hard. The hell with it, I thought, and leaned forward to peer into the coffin.

  It has to be said that technology is advancing by the day, and now even the techniques for making up the dead are becoming increasingly sophisticated. The young woman lying in this coffin looks almost no different from a living person, dressed in a pure white mourning dress, with her legs straight and her chest not sunken. She looks as if she's just sleeping.

  Of course, she really fell asleep. If nothing happens tonight, tomorrow when she wakes up, she will appear in front of the gate of Yinshi Buzhou. From there, after receiving the ghost heart, step into the next reincarnation. The prosperity or not of this life is just a fleeting cloud, a big dream.

  I gazed at the female corpse in the coffin and felt somewhat relieved, as she looked quite normal. Her skin was pale due to the cessation of blood circulation, but it wasn't so much pale as dark white - a dull, lifeless hue that unmistakably signaled her demise.

  It seems I was just overthinking, nothing actually happened, it's all my own imagination. Sigh, you say my brain is being messed up by those things every day, making me suspicious and paranoid.

  I let out a sigh of relief and was about to head back to continue eating bananas when I stumbled upon something suspicious.

  I hastily took another look, and saw that the eyes of the female corpse in the coffin were not fully closed, leaving a small gap. Maybe it was an illusion, but I felt like those eyes seemed to be moving?

  Suddenly, I seemed to remember something, so I subconsciously raised my head and took a look. Instantly, my brain buzzed again. All I saw was a water stain on the ceiling above.

  It's all over!!

  I once read about Feng Shui for burials in an old book at a store. The taboos for placing coffins are no more than "Three Sha and Two Dangers". The Three Sha include "Parallel Feet Sha", "Broken Palm Sha" and "Lifted Head Sha". The Two Dangers include "Supporting the Coffin" and "Empty Coffin".

  Look at the woman's corpse now, her eyes are not closed, staring at the ceiling, which is what 'lifting head' means. Usually, it is said that death does not close its eyes, and this taboo usually occurs on the 'longevity pillow' in the coffin, because the pillow is too low, causing the corpse's head to tilt back, naturally making it impossible for the eyes to close. Moreover, the place where this family placed the coffin seems to be wrong as well, because there is a saying that the dead body cannot be placed under the beam of the house, if it is placed here, the dead body will open its eyes.

  It is said that 'the corpse stares at the beam, and the family members die violently'. This is a very inauspicious sign, especially for this person who died unjustly, with a heavy resentment. If such a taboo appears again, it will be very bad, lightly, the family members will not be able to live in peace, and heavily, they may become evil spirits.

  The water stain on the ceiling that day was probably transformed from the resentment of this female corpse. This is terrible, what to do?

  I suddenly panicked, I knew that at this moment, I couldn't casually move the corpse in the coffin. If I wasn't careful, it might counterattack. Dammit, you say the Li family is always trying to save money, why did they have to buy a goose-down pillow?! Isn't this ridiculous? Now their daughter has the possibility of becoming a jiangshi at any moment.

  But I couldn't just sit and wait for death, so I racked my brains thinking if there was any way to break this 'lifting head evil spirit'. However, due to my poor memory, I only vaguely remembered two methods. One was to find a carpenter and put an inkstone in the coffin, which would be buried with the coffin. The other was to quickly burn paper and kowtow, begging the deceased soul not to harm the family members. If that soul still had a shred of conscience, there might be some hope.

  The first one won't work, where can I find a carpenter at this late hour? So now I can only kowtow to her.

  To be honest, at that time I really thought about it, hitting her head would be easier than letting her become a vengeful spirit and dealing with the consequences later. But then again, who doesn't have children? If I were to beat her to death, how could I explain it to Li Gong's family? Although they wouldn't know, my conscience couldn't take it either.

  I'm the one who bears the title of "White Sect Successor", and Wen Shu's old blue way is different. After several things, I understand that since I still want to take this path now, I must be responsible for the dead and their families. Let the living rest assured, let the dead go to the afterlife, it's my responsibility.

  Thinking of this, I bitterly smiled and knelt down. Fine, it's just like taking a wife and worshiping heaven and earth.

  So I hastily returned to the fire basin in front of the altar, at this time on the altar, the incense seemed to have been blown by the wind, and the rising green smoke was very chaotic. The flame of the long lamp also started to shake.

  It seems that the evil spirit has begun to condense. If no measures are taken, it's feared that not much time will pass before the lamp is extinguished and one will be a ghostly skeleton.

  At this point, I didn't dare to be slow anymore. I immediately knelt down on one knee, grabbed the paper money and ignited it like kindling, then threw it into the fire basin. I thought that just burning paper wouldn't work, and it seemed like I had to chant something, or else the corpse would seem not to hear.

  So I hurriedly and somewhat anxiously said: "I'm telling you, sister, since you're already dead, don't be so attached to the mortal world. To be honest with you, my master is working down there, and he told me last time that the beauties and handsome guys down there are simply too numerous, just like Leslie Cheung. Ah, right, do you like Leslie Cheung? I heard that brother is currently recording a dating show down there, and with your conditions, you'll definitely be chosen. At that time, you can live happily ever after with him."

  Of course, I'm just bragging, Old Man Jiu isn't Old Woman Jiu, why would he gossip about this kind of thing to me? I'm doing this to coax the one in the coffin, you know that since the corpse opened its eyes, the soul has already returned. The female ghost is now inside the corpse. If we don't say something nice to her, will she be happy?

  I have to admire my own eloquence, which is getting sharper and sharper. I deeply understand what women like, and as far as I know, there isn't a single woman who doesn't like Leslie Cheung. It's not just women, I also like him. I don't believe that even if I bring up Leslie Cheung, you still won't give up?

  But I found that I seemed to have made a mistake, damn it. As soon as I finished saying this sentence, the flame of the lamp on the table suddenly shook violently, and at the same time, I felt the surroundings getting colder and colder, just like when I was dealing with that yellow-robed female ghost in my freshman year.

  I'm going to cry, big sister, don't play with me like this!

  So I didn't care about my face anymore, and hurriedly knelt down on both knees, repeating: "Don't want Zhang Guorong! Don't want Zhao Guorong!! How about Zhang Yusheng? I heard he's having a concert over there right now!!!!! Ah... big sister, brother is begging you, don't torture brother anymore, brother can't take it either. Think about it, your parents wouldn't want you to become like this either. Consider your parents' feelings and stop torturing me, okay?"

  After I finished speaking, the flame of the lamp on the table slowly calmed down. Fortunately, this female corpse still had a consciousness and didn't know if it was for Zhang Yu Sheng or her parents, anyway she stopped moving.

  The paper money in the fire bowl was still burning, I let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground, I felt that the evil spirits around me were slowly dissipating, it wasn't so cold anymore.

  I thought to myself, this is really his grandfather's danger, almost became a ghost, didn't expect that keeping watch at night could also lead to trouble. No way, I must still be prepared with a red heart in two hands, can't relax just because it's temporarily safe now.

  So I quickly ran to the dining room, I remembered that there was a notebook on the table, which was used by the chefs to record the menu. I took that notebook and quickly returned to the living room.

  Tore off a few sheets of paper from the notebook, picked up the pen and started drawing talismans. Although it's calm now, the night is still long, and I'm not sure if she'll be calm or not. What if she really becomes a ghost? I'd better prepare myself, just in case, and take her down first.

  Time passed bit by bit, and it was almost 10 o'clock when I finished the fourth "Jia Wu Yu Qing Po Sha Fu" and a "Ding You Wen Gong Lu Fu". At this moment, my phone rang, startling me. It was Old Yi calling to say he had arrived and asking if I was at a certain villa.

  I was overjoyed, Old Yi had arrived and I didn't have to be afraid anymore. So I hastily told him: "Yes, Old Yi, come in quickly! None of the doors are locked, just walk straight in and you'll see me as soon as you enter the house!! Hurry!!"

  I hung up the phone, holding the "Ding You Wen Gong Lu Fu" in my hand, I first opened my own eyes and looked around, outside of those faint black smoke-like killing airs, everything was normal.

  At this time, the door opened and Lao Yi walked in. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted: "I said Xiao Fei ~~ your luck is pretty ~~~~~"

  He stopped talking and I turned around to look at him, but he was also stunned.

  He was holding a bag in his hand, and a fluffy little cat's head popped out.

  Three pairs of eyes stared at him with wide eyes and small eyes.

  I was immediately drenched in cold sweat all over my body, damn it!!! What did he bring a cat here for!!!!