Li Yan's face showed a look of horror, and she said with lingering fear, "My husband was chasing the chicken thief and unknowingly ended up at that new grave. At first, my husband didn't feel anything, but when he shone his headlamp on the new grave, he was so scared that he ran back to the chicken farm dormitory."
"What did your husband see?" Zhang Guangyin asked, her face pale and her voice trembling.
“My husband saw…” Li Yan was so nervous that she picked up her teacup, took a big gulp, and then took a deep breath before continuing, “My husband saw that there was a hole in the grave mound, a hole big enough for a person to crawl through, and there was no soil turned up outside the grave mound. The only explanation is that the hole was dug from the inside.”
"You mean the corpse crawled out of the ground and stole your chicken?" Zhang Guangyin asked in a terrified expression.
"I...I don't know," Li Yan said in a trembling voice.
"And then?" I frowned and asked. If it really was something that crawled out of the coffin, then it could only be a walking corpse.
Grandpa mentioned on his USB drive that walking corpses are corpses that mutate after being touched by something after death. However, walking corpses are generally not dangerous. If they have drunk human blood, then they are definitely zombies. Zombies are very powerful beings, possibly even more terrifying than vengeful ghosts.
However, this person had only been dead for a short time, so it was obviously impossible for him to have turned into a zombie.
"Later, my husband had trouble falling asleep that night. After he finally did, he had a dream in which an old woman told him not to stop him from eating chicken, or she would hold him accountable."
“My husband went to see a Taoist priest after dawn. That night, the priest also went, but soon after, he was so frightened that he ran away frantically, even abandoning his Taoist robe.”
“That night, my husband had another nightmare. In the dream, there was an old woman who said that my husband dared to hire someone to deal with her, and that on the seventh night after his death, she would take his life.”
“My family’s livelihood now depends on those chickens. If all the chickens are eaten, I really don’t know what we will do.”
“My husband is still lying in the chicken coop. He was terribly frightened and has fallen ill.”
After Li Yan finished speaking, she covered her face and began to cry, her helplessness and despair filling the entire office.
"Changming, what do you think?" Zhang Guangyin asked, looking at me.
"Sister Li, when is the seventh day after her death?" I asked.
"It's tonight," Li Yan said, crying. "Master Zuo, please save my family. If something happens to my husband, I really don't know how I'll go on living."
“Sister Li, I’ll go back with you tonight and see if I can help. I definitely won’t stand idly by,” I said softly.
"Great! With Changming taking action, no matter what kind of demons or monsters they are, they'll all be slaughtered indiscriminately!" Zhang Guangyin clapped his hands excitedly.
"Brother Yin, I don't even know what that thing is yet, so I can't guarantee anything."
After experiencing the incident with the red-clothed ghost, I became more cautious about unknown and unclean things.
"Master Zuo, regardless of whether it succeeds or not, I still want to thank you for your willingness to help me." Li Yan stood up and bowed deeply to me, expressing her gratitude.
"Sister Li, you flatter me." I quickly stood up and scratched my head sheepishly.
“Changming, I don’t have anything to do tonight anyway, so why don’t I go with you and take a look? It’ll broaden my horizons.” Zhang Guangyin stood up, looking expectant.
"Brother Yin, it's better not to go on this kind of trip, lest we get involved in some karma." I didn't want Zhang Guangyin to go with me. First, I didn't know what that chicken thief was, and second, I was afraid of encountering something powerful. I would be too busy taking care of myself to deal with him.
"Alright then, Changming, go and handle your business." Zhang Guangyin hesitated for a moment, but didn't insist any further.
"Sister Li, do you know where you live?" I asked. It was already four or five in the afternoon, and it was time to set off.
“Master Zuo, my home is in the next town, Anzi Town,” Li Yan replied.
“Anzi Town is more than ten kilometers away. Let’s set off now. There’s a minibus going there just in time.”
“Master Zuo, I’ve brought a van. If you don’t mind, you can come back with me.”
"Okay, let's go then." I wanted to check the new grave before it got dark to see if there was anything I could find.
When I arrived at Li Yan's farm in Anzi Town, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon. The sun had begun to set, and the whole sky was tinged with yellow.
"Sister Li, your husband is sick, are you still going to stay at the chicken farm?" I followed Li Yan into the poultry farm in the orchard and heard a cough from afar, so I couldn't help but ask.
“Master Zuo, there’s no other way. These chickens are our family’s only source of income. If we lose them all, we won’t even be able to afford salt, and we’ll be burdened with a lot of debt for feed,” Li Yan, who was walking ahead, said, choking back tears.
"Sigh, they're all just ordinary people struggling to make a living." I sighed inwardly. Why do these monsters always target those who suffer? Is it because those who suffer have bad luck?
Li Yan led me to a tin shed, pushed open the door and went inside, and I followed her in.
Once inside, I saw a middle-aged man lying on the bed, covered with a thick quilt.
"Husband, I'm back. This is Master Zuo, whom I invited from Zhangwang Town," Li Yan said as she approached the middle-aged man.
"Master Zuo, thank you for your trouble... cough cough cough." The middle-aged man sat up from the bed, but before he could finish a sentence, he started coughing violently.
“Master Zuo, this is my husband, Wang Yong.” Li Yan gently patted the middle-aged man’s back, her face full of concern.
"Brother Wang, how are you?" He nodded to the middle-aged man and asked.
"It's nothing serious, just a slight cold," Wang Yong said, before coughing again.
"Brother Wang, I wonder where that new grave is. I'd like to go take a look now." I asked directly, seeing that it was getting dark.
"Master Zuo, I'll take you there." Wang Yong said, getting off the bed.
I quickly waved my hand and said, "Brother Wang, just tell me the direction, I can go there myself."
“I’m just a little weak, it’s nothing serious, I’ll take you there.” Wang Yong got off the bed and handed me a cigarette. Then he asked, “Master Zuo, is there anything else we need? I’ll ask my wife to prepare it.”
"No need, I have them with me."
"Honey, you go back and look after the kids. I'll take Master Zuo here," Wang Yong said to Li Yan.
“Okay.” Li Yan nodded, then looked at me, bowed deeply, and said, “Master Zuo, thank you for your hard work.”
"I will do my best," I nodded earnestly.
I followed Wang Yong for about two hundred meters and came to the depths of the orchard. From a distance, I could see that a large area of the fruit trees in front of us had been cut down.
Upon closer inspection, they indeed saw a freshly mound of earth.
"Brother Wang, do you know where that hole is?" The new grave was right in front of me, but I couldn't see the hole, so I asked.
“I just blocked it behind that tombstone this morning, but it opened by itself again overnight,” Wang Yong said, his face pale and his voice trembling.
Upon hearing this, I immediately walked over, squatted down, and removed the tombstone. Sure enough, I saw a large, dark hole, but it was too dark inside for me to see anything.
I took out my phone, turned on the flashlight, and was about to shine it into the cave.
"Master Zuo, no."
Just then, Wang Yong suddenly roared.
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