"Even if I don't freeze to death, will it be unlucky for a living person like me to stay in a coffin for a night?"

"This is called fighting poison with poison. Sha Qi is also called hyperactive Yang Qi, and the coffin is filled with heavy Yin Qi. Letting you sleep in the coffin is to use Yin Qi to dissolve the hyperactive Yang Qi in you. Do you understand?"

"Oh, so that's how it is. This method of dispelling evil spirits is really magical." I said in admiration.

"You haven't seen much, so you naturally think it's magical. In fact, it's just something done by humans." After saying this, Luo Tianbao took my clothes and left.

I was freezing cold that night. Not only was the forest very cold, but the stone coffin was like an ice coffin at night. I was shivering with cold, but in order to break the evil spirit, I had to grit my teeth and endure it. I finally made it to dawn, and I was frozen all over. I even found it difficult to stand up.

Then I saw Luo Tianbao appear at the edge of the pit with sleepy eyes. I trembled and said, "Is it done?"

"It must have worked, otherwise you would have frozen to death." He handed me a military canteen and said, "There's white wine in it. Rub it on your joints before putting on your clothes."

After struggling to rub the white wine on my body, I soon felt heat building up inside my body. My stiff limbs and joints finally began to move. As I put on my clothes, I felt waves of fatigue coming over me. Luo Tianbao said, "Are you a little tired after not sleeping all night?"

"Not sleeping is no big deal. The key is that it's really uncomfortable to be frozen all night." I sighed.

"The more uncomfortable it is now, the safer it will be later." Luo Tianbao said with a smile.

"Oh, this trip was not in vain. I really gained some knowledge. Next time I encounter something I don't understand, I will never make hasty decisions again." I said, patting my head.

"That's right, it means your loss was not in vain."

"Where are we going now?" I said.

"You're not done yet, you have to continue."

"Oh my god, if I sleep in the coffin for another night, I'll freeze to death."

"I won't let you sleep in a coffin again. This time I'll let you sleep in the car." Luo Tianbao said.

"That's great! Now I can get some sleep. I wouldn't trade it for anything." After saying that, I stretched hard.

Luo Tianbao pointed to the small mountain village they were about to reach and said, "This is Linlou Village. The land was sold to a real estate developer for a golf villa project, and everyone in the village has moved away."

"Oh." I didn't know why he said this to me, so I pretended to be very interested and agreed.

The car then stopped in front of the dilapidated brigade headquarters. Luo Tianbao said, "You take a nap first, and then we'll continue."

I was so sleepy that I lay down the car seat, closed my eyes and fell asleep.

He slept very soundly. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was already dark. Luo Tianbao was standing motionless in the yard, and his expression seemed to be full of worries.

I opened the car door and said, "Brother, I'm awake."

"Well, did you sleep well?"

I rubbed my eyes and said, "Not bad, I almost fell into a deep sleep."

Luo Tianbao said, "Let's go. You have a lot of work to do tonight."

After that, I walked through the village path for two steps, went around a crooked willow tree, and behind it was a dilapidated mud house. However, what was surprising was that there was a mourning hall in the main hall. However, the name of the deceased was not written on the elegiac couplets, wreaths and other funeral items , and the spirit tablet only had the word "Xianwei" written in gold powder.

I originally thought that the mourning hall was set up some time ago and had not been cancelled, but when I saw that all the utensils inside were brand new, even the offerings on the altar were fresh fruits, vegetables and meat.

I asked in confusion, "Second brother, I just heard you say that everyone in the village has left. Who is this mourning hall for?"

"People will die even if the villagers are not around . If they die, we need to set up a mourning hall."

"But there are no people left in the village, so where did the dead people come from?"

"The absence of people doesn't necessarily mean there are no dead. These are two different things." Luo Tianbao said to me, "You can stay at the funeral hall one more night tonight, and the hyperactive yang energy will surely subside."

I couldn't help but say in embarrassment: "Second brother, those guarding the funeral hall are all filial sons and grandsons, but my parents are still alive, but I am guarding the funeral for others, this..."

" In the funeral industry, there's a profession called Quanfuren. Their job is to keep vigil and bury the body on behalf of the victim's family. This is a job that will accumulate good karma. What you are doing now is the job of a Quanfuren," Luo Tianbao explained.

"Understood."

"I handled a funeral and you neutralized the evil spirit. This is called killing two birds with one stone." After saying this, a smug smile appeared on Luo Tianbao's face.

"So the dead people here and the coffins in the woods are all prepared for the same person, right?" I said.

"Yes, this is also your good fortune. Without this funeral to ward off bad luck, your affairs would be really difficult to handle."

Finally, I felt relieved. And since I'd even slept in a coffin, why would I be afraid of the wake? I decided to "stand guard for the last time."

Before leaving, Luo Tianbao gave me cigarettes, alcohol, two pieces of luncheon meat and a large piece of bread as dinner. Before leaving, he told me not to go to the morgue, as it was a very taboo thing and might offend evil spirits .

Of course I understood this logic. After he left, we sat on the stone table in the patio and drank wine with luncheon meat. We ate until the sun went down, then I went into the house to turn on the lights and continued drinking.

There was no one in the village, and it was pitch black all around. It was so quiet. Fortunately, I had drunk some wine and felt a lot braver, otherwise I would have been furious.

After lighting a cigarette, I stood up and was about to go back to the mourning hall when I suddenly saw two blood-red dots flashing on the window of the earthen morgue.

I was completely unprepared and was so frightened that I took a few steps back and tripped over a stone pillar. I immediately lost my balance and fell backwards.

After rubbing my eyes and getting up, I looked out the window with wide eyes.

This time it was clearer, two blood-red dots were projected motionlessly on the "window".

The mud house is actually a rectangular three-dimensional building. The so-called windows are square holes dug in the mud wall. A few wooden sticks are inserted into the holes and covered with a layer of oil paper.

It can be seen that the oil paper is newly posted, probably to prevent others from seeing what is inside. There are candles in the morgue, so the two red circles are most likely the light reflected from the dead person's eyes.

Imagine a person lying in a coffin with his eyes open, his red eyeballs reflecting two red lights under the candlelight...

I immediately got goosebumps all over my body.

Why did this person die? Why did his eyes turn red after death?

After adjusting for a moment, my emotions stabilized, so I walked carefully to the window of the morgue, wondering whether I should tear off the oil paper on the window hole. I could easily peel off this thin layer of paper with my little finger, so that I could know what kind of dead person was lying in the morgue.

But when my fingers touched the oil paper, I hesitated because I didn’t know if I had enough courage to withstand everything I was about to see. If I couldn’t, I would be scared to death.

Just as I was hesitating there, I suddenly heard a shrill "Wow!" behind me.

I was concentrating on the oil paper when I was almost frightened to my knees by the sudden sound. I turned around and looked towards the gate of the courtyard. I saw a black cat suddenly jumped onto the stone table.

This black cat is quite large, bigger than any cat I have ever seen. Its black fur is as shiny and smooth as satin. Its eyes flash with a strange blue light, like a pair of gems in the dark night.

The black cat sat coiled up, its upper body erect and motionless, looking elegant and arrogant, like a king looking down at his subjects.

Although I don't have the same abilities as my second brother, I know that if a black cat appears in the land of the dead, it is definitely a very bad omen. Thinking of this, I felt cold all over, even colder than last night.

No matter how brave I was, I didn't dare stay in the yard. I carefully walked around the black cat and left the yard. During the whole process, the black cat didn't move, as if it was in a trance.

Then I rushed into the nearest house in a daze. It was a two-story house. All the valuable furniture in the house had been taken away, leaving only some worn-out tables, chairs and benches. I went all the way to the rooftop and looked towards the yard of the morgue. I saw that the black cat sitting on the stone table had disappeared, and the surroundings were still as quiet as before.

I patted my chest and looked at the pair of red circles of light. I no longer had the courage to go back. However, before I could catch my breath, I suddenly felt nauseous and spit out a stream of dark green juice from my mouth.