All Chapters of Scripture Of Grave: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

In Wangjiang County, more than 100 meters away from the Ximen Vegetable Market in Qingyun Town, there is a daily necessities store called "Yong'antang".As if they were afraid of getting into bad luck, people would frown and involuntarily speed up their steps when passing by this store.And I am the boss of Yong'antang.At nine o'clock in the morning, I received a message from Wang Er Mazi while I was collecting money to buy fried dough sticks."Brother Jun, I have good news for you. The widow of the old Hong family is dead.""Go away, you are just talking about virtue, what good news is this?" I scolded him angrily, but he didn't care and replied, "Isn't what you earn just money from dead people? I'll give you a clue. If you can take this job, it will cost you five thousand.""That's great. If it comes true, you'll be part of it." I suddenly beamed. Nowadays, after death, people are sent to the funeral parlor set up by the Ministry

Normally, the body of an eight-month-old fetus is initially formed and has some sparse hair.The fetus in the photo is normal in other places, except that the fetus's head is too scary, with white hair on its face, a flat red nose, and two canines extending downward from the upper jaw. How can this damn face be human? , it is clearly a cat face!Hong Wei told me that he and Hong Xin were actually Hong Yan’s adopted children. They were sent to the city to study after they graduated from elementary school. At that time, Hong Yan’s husband was not dead yet, and they were still in love with her. However, since she adopted a child, Everything changed after getting a cat. Hong Yan was addicted to cats, and her husband was allergic to cat hair. The two often quarreled over this matter.Later, while Hong Yan was out, her husband sent the cat to the wilderness ten kilometers away. When he returned home, he found the cat taking a nap in Hong Yan's arms. He thought it

On the third night after Hong Yan's death, I followed the village custom to summon her spirit.I inserted the soul-inducing incense in the four corners of the villa in the southeast, northwest and southeast. Hong Xin and Hong Wei burned paper at the gate, and then filled the altar table with exquisite dishes. This was the last meal for the soul of the dead in the world, and it was a bit decapitated. The meaning of rice is to eat and go on your way.At 11:45, the soul-inducing incense in the west went out. Everyone held their breath and did not dare to make any sound. Although I couldn't see it, I could feel the sudden gloominess around me. Hong Yan's soul was back?It takes about half an hour for the deceased souls to dine. During this period, no one is allowed to easily break into the mourning hall and disturb the deceased. The filial children will kneel outside, while the unfilial ones will use their mobile phones outside. Hong Wei and Hong Xin obviously b

I looked around the room, but I couldn't see Juanzi. The sky was getting dark, the house was silent, and the chirping of cicadas outside made people feel numb.As the saying goes, if a person is unlucky at first, his teeth will get clogged if he drinks cold water. Now I feel like this is the case for me.I stared speechlessly at the "wonder" in front of me, feeling that the cold sweat on my forehead couldn't stop falling.Moreover, I don’t know if it was an illusion, but I found that after Juanzi suddenly disappeared, the temperature in the whole room plummeted.It wasn't long before I couldn't help but tremble slightly. I turned to look at Wang Er Mazi, and found that this kid was shaking even harder than me, and he looked like he was having an epileptic fit. There was no trace of human color on his face."No, it's not good, Jun, Jun, Brother Jun... the coffin, the coffin, it seems to be moving..."I silently stared at Hong Yan's coffin, w

He asked me to accompany her. I originally wanted to refuse, but seeing how pitiful the girl was, I agreed. As a result, the girl died within a few days after she came out of the hospital. It seemed that she died of an infection. I don’t know the details.In short, just because of this, I have a really bad impression of this kind of Putian abortion hospital, so much so that when I see a trace of purple-black fog coming out of the door, I feel that it is because of the death here. Extraordinary.Moreover, it is estimated that more than one or two people died. This was the first time in my life that I had seen this kind of black mist, but I somehow understood that this black mist was made up of human souls—of course not just souls, but wronged souls, one after another.Among these wronged souls are the souls of women who died in childbirth and the souls of aborted babies.I saw the purple-black fog getting more and more, and I suddenly came back to my se