Chapter 4: Exhuming the Grave and Retrieving the Coffin

The blood that surged from the crevice gradually subsided, eventually ceasing to flow out. However, the stench of decay still lingered in the air

Lin Xianyu tilted her head and saw the dark handprint on her shoulder, her small face turned pale with fright. She reached out to wipe it a few times but couldn't remove it, and the more she wiped, the more she cried.

Lin Xianyu could not hold back her tears and said: "My grandfather died in a car accident. The car was completely deformed at the time. Later, the entire vehicle was cut open to retrieve the body, but some parts of my grandfather's body were crushed into a pulp, and we couldn't find them at all"

Lin Yuan pondered for a moment and said: "My father started working at the age of 18, his first job was at the county meat processing plant, where he worked for more than four years... he was involved in slaughtering pigs, and later he went to a daily necessities company"

Lin Yuan frowned and said, "The Yin-Yang master we invited said that there is no problem with the selection of this tomb."

Lin Yuan's expression instantly darkened, and he nodded, saying: "Thank you, sir, I understand"

There seems to be a ghost in my house, it appears to be..." Lin Xianyu allowed the other party to take back the kitchen knife.

Suddenly, the stench of decay surged forth, overwhelming everything, and even Lin Yuan, who was not far away and still on the phone, seemed to have caught a whiff of it. The cracks in the grave began to widen rapidly.

What is that smell, why is it so foul

Not long after waiting, three vehicles drove over from the foot of Dongshan, one of which was a truck from the library, loaded with more than a dozen workers holding tools. This indicates that the Lin father and daughter indeed have considerable influence in Caofeidian. Even at this late hour, several phone calls were made, and a significant number of people were summoned, along with the items that Wang Jingzhe specifically requested.

A few days ago, in front of the newly buried grave, Wang Jingzhe crouched down and brushed away the loose soil on the grave mound with his hands. Behind him, Lin Yuan and Lin Xianyu saw a long crack that extended from the top of the grave down to its base.

The grave is a good one, and the feng shui of this area is quite decent. However, the issue does not lie with the burial site, but rather with your elder. Wang Jingzhe clapped his hands and turned around, saying: "When this elder passed away, the body was not fully recovered, yet you sent him into the coffin for burial. Have you ever heard a phrase often mentioned in movies and television? I want to ensure that you die without a complete body. This is not merely a harsh statement; rather, if a person dies without a complete body, the deceased will not be accepted by the King of Hell in the hidden underworld. They cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation and will only wander in the underworld, drifting for several lifetimes. Therefore, your elder will continue to haunt you until you gather his remains completely before it can be considered resolved.

Before you were born, he was your grandfather; the previous one could at most be considered his resentment. He clings to you because you are the closest to him, and he wants you to help him find the other parts of his body. If you cannot find them, you will never be able to shake him off.

"The kitchen knife I gave away was not done without reason," Wang Jingzhe looked up at the sky and said, "Find someone to come over, dig up the grave before 11 o'clock, and prepare the vermilion, lotus root, and the lotus root must be fresh with exactly nine holes. Then... forget it, I will write it down for you, you won't remember it anyway. But you must remember one thing: the coffin must be dug out before 11 o'clock, and I want all the items without exception. Can you manage that?"

"What’s wrong? Didn’t you say that the feng shui of this hill is quite good?" Wang Jingzhe's words were rather biting, but Lin Yuan did not have the time to argue with him, as the matter of the old grave site was evidently more pressing

With a swift motion, Wang Jingzhe suddenly thrust the kitchen knife towards the grave, burying the entire blade in the ground, leaving only the handle exposed. He then casually pulled out a piece of yellow paper from his bag, bit his fingertip to draw a series of talismans on it, and with a flick of his finger, the light talisman paper adhered to the knife handle

In the years of reform in the 1980s, he took over a daily goods company and since then began engaging in the business of small commodities

"Not right, further ahead," Wang Jingzhe asked with a frown

Lin Xianyu's collar was pulled down, revealing her left shoulder, where the fair and tender skin bore five distinct dark fingerprints from mhetushucomcom

Lin Yuan repeated his words once more and cautiously reminded them. Consequently, the workers began to dig the grave, with several individuals starting to excavate from the edges using shovels.

"What the hell, this is unbelievable, why is there such a heavy atmosphere of resentment..." Wang Jingzhe muttered under his breath, then turned to Lin Yuan with a frown and asked, "What did your old man do before?"

When your family elder died an unnatural death and their remains were not fully recovered before burial, would you not feel some resentment? Wang Jingzhe suddenly reached out and pushed Lin Xianyu, turning her around to face away from him, and then he forcefully tore open her collar.

Lin Yuan and Lin Xianyu stared in astonishment at this scene. If it had not been for their earlier encounter with a ghost that night, the father and daughter would have surely been paralyzed with fear.

Lin Yuan nodded and said, "No matter what method is used, it must be accomplished"

"Start digging from beneath the grave, but be careful not to move the kitchen knife placed on top of the grave; it should remain inserted in the soil," Wang Jingzhe said, pointing at the grave.

Wang Jingzhe pointed at Lin Yuan's chest and said: "In the future, if someone dies at home, please find a more reliable feng shui master when seeking help; that one is just a half-baked quack from the streets"

"Sir, since we can no longer gather the required amount, then..." Lin Yuan said with a troubled expression: "Is there still a way to resolve this?"

Lin Xianyu was taken aback, blinked her large eyes, and directly squatted down again, violently retching.

Good! Lin Yuan called over the leader and instructed him to take the people down.

If you don't come to find me by noon tomorrow, you can just wait to be visited by this thing every day, and you won't be able to shake it off..." Wang Jingzhe closed the door behind him and said, "Let's go, let's make a trip to your family's old graveyard.

Lin Xianyu exclaimed in surprise, instinctively about to turn around, when Wang Jingzhe pressed her shoulder and scolded, "Don't move around, be obedient"

"The stench of corpses, your grandfather's"

Lin Yuan stepped aside to make a phone call, urgently giving instructions. Lin Xianyu stood behind Wang Jingzhe and hesitantly asked: "Tonight, when we were burning offerings for my grandfather's seventh day, the fire failed to ignite several times. Then, a wind suddenly blew through the house, and the neighbor's dog kept barking. My father and I saw a shadow crouching behind me. Was that... was that my grandfather?"

Moments later, the grave was dug open, revealing a coffin made of golden silk nanmu wood. Wang Jingzhe instructed the workers to stop and then whispered to Lin Yuan: "Let these people stay down the mountain, but do not let them leave. Tomorrow morning, the coffin must be lifted out and moved to another location for burial"

When Wang Jingzhe spoke, his eyes were fixed on the grave. After he scraped away the loose soil on top, the cracks on the grave became particularly conspicuous. Lin Xianyu, standing nearby, said: "I have heard that if there are cracks in the grave at home, it is not a good omen; it signifies great misfortune"

This mountain peak has good feng shui for ordinary people, which can bring blessings and prosperity to future generations. However, your family elder worked as a butcher in a meat processing plant for five years; who knows how many animals he slaughtered? Everything in the world has a spirit, and the resentment left by those animals before their death has fallen upon your elder. Thus, he ultimately met a tragic end, which can be seen as a form of retribution. That yin-yang master even showed you the burial site, but I suspect he didn't even check your father's birth date before allowing the body to be buried. Wang Jingzhe said in silence: "Your elder must be buried in a place that can dispel negative energy; only then can the hostility on him be ground away. Do you understand? Being buried here will bring misfortune to future generations."

Wang Jingzhe ignored Lin Xianyu's question. After taking a few steps forward, he leaned his head forward and wrinkled his nose. Lin Xianyu, who was following behind, instinctively imitated him and took a deep breath, but immediately afterward, she began to gag, with a string of drool hanging from the corner of her mouth

"Then hurry up," Wang Jingzhe said, waving his hand.

Caofeidian, Dongshan hillside

"Gudu, gudu," a stream of dark blood gushed out from the crevice, spreading towards Lin Xianyu in front of the grave. Wang Jingzhe pulled her behind him, the pungent odor of decaying flesh causing a wave of nausea.