After saying that, the old man was about to go back, Wu Biao hurriedly followed: "There are indeed some people, but not including me, I am very interested in traditional national crafts, can you tell me what traditional crafts are in the village?" ”

The old man seemed a little impatient, and frowned slightly: "You are just curious, can I play with you?" With that effort, I might as well go back and rest and do more work at night. ”

After saying that, the old man was about to leave, and I followed up and asked, "This set of work done by the old man should be called a night craftsman according to your jargon, right?" ”

The old man's footsteps suddenly stopped, and then he slowly turned around and said to me, "You also know this?" ”

I didn't answer his question directly: "The night craftsman is a handicraft that has been handed down from the Song Dynasty, and it was originally carved for dignitaries and nobles, in order to distinguish it from ordinary craftsmen, this craft is all done at night, so it is also called a night craftsman, and people must enter the coffin to do work when carving the lines in the coffin, but few people know that the inside of the coffin will also be carved." ”

"That's good, it means you have research on this piece." The old man's stiff face gradually relaxed.

"I'm particularly interested in traditional Chinese crafts." I'm pretending to be in a hurry.

"It stands to reason that I'll have a good chat with you, but since you know the night craftsman, you should know the rules when we do the work."

"Of course I know that I am very honored to meet you in person, and we will talk again when we have the opportunity." I laughed.

The old man walked away triumphantly, and Wu Biao said, "Okay, you, even know this?" ”

"This is a class related to ghosts and gods? I'm a Taoist priest, so of course I have to understand. ”

"The old man said the rules just now, what are the rules of the night craftsmen?" Wu Biao said.

"They can't talk to people more than ten times during the day, otherwise they will run into problems."

"Holy shit, really?"

"It's a taboo in their business, I can't ask them if it's true or not, isn't this looking for a smoke?" I said. After thinking about it, I added: "I said more implicitly in front of the old man about the profession of the night craftsman, this kind of carpenter is specially carved coffin patterns for people who are dying, because these people believe that people who die will become ghosts and come out to harm people, so they must use talismans to suppress corpses, the biggest difference between night craftsmen and carpenters is that they know the talisman graphics of corpses." ”

"So the little old man carved a corpse talisman in the coffin?"

"That's right, so there must be people who died in this village, so this matter is more contradictory, it stands to reason that the night worker is a person who removes corpses, and if Wu Caifu is a trickster who raises corpses, these two professions are conflicting." I walked to the newly opened tomb and opened the crown to see that the inside of the coffin was carved with all kinds of strange patterns.

"What are we going to do next?" Wu Biao said.

"Of course it's squatting, I have a hunch that this tomb is easy to dig up, but it won't be so simple if it is closed." I stared at the uncovered coffin.

So I hid in a nearby grassy mountain, where you can condescendingly see all the situation in the cemetery clearly, and the result was that the little old man did not come back in the middle of the night, the mosquitoes in the mountains in summer can be imagined, and I almost bit the two half to death, gritting my teeth until the second half of the night The little old man finally trembled and appeared in the cemetery, because the two people are far away, there is no problem in whispering, I whispered to Wu Biao: "Wood during the day, board at night, At this point in time, he carved the talisman on the outside of the coffin. ”

"These people are really bold enough to run to the cemetery in the middle of the night?"

"There are too many daring people in this world."

The cemetery at night was quiet, there was not even a trace of wind, the old man lit a lantern, the faint candle flame could only illuminate a very small area around him, in the cemetery it seemed to have a more eerie feeling, he hung the lantern on the branch next to him and began to carve patterns on the coffin board with a sharp knife, only the sound of metal and wood rubbing in the night.

However, at this moment, four or five strange people dressed in black, with pale faces like ghosts, quietly walked out of the woods behind the old man, although the distance was farther, but the bloodless faces in the moonlight seemed clearer, although I knew that the appearance of these four black-clothed people was inevitable, but I was still frightened of the cold hands and feet, I saw these four people quietly walked behind the old man, each opened their arms, and the back of their bare hands was as pale as snow, only to hear a person in the dark night suddenly let out a sharp and penetrating howl, Then the four of them began to circle around the old man in extremely strange postures, gesturing strange movements in their hands.

I whispered to Wu Biao: "This is the last step of the night craftsman carving the coffin, these black-clothed people around him are holding a ceremony to ward off evil spirits, it seems that the people of Woniu Village are very worshipful of these ancient evil arts, and they are not bad at all, no wonder Wu Caifu wants to settle in this kind of place, and be gregarious." ”

When these people cried wolf, four more people came out of the woods carrying a stretcher, and saw that the person on the stretcher was wearing a shroud, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, he was about twenty years old, and the traces of leather thread could be clearly seen on his face, and the young man's face was simply broken, which must have been killed. I only heard a middle-aged woman crying: "Son, you go all the way." The four men who were dancing the strange dance knelt around the new grave and wept.

The person carrying the stretcher lifted the dead body with his eyes closed and put it into the coffin, and after the coffin was covered, the craftsman put rivets on his own hands at night, and then shoveled the soil to build a grave. ”

After persuading for a long time, the emotions of the four people stabilized, and then this group of people who behaved strangely helped each other out of the cemetery, and when everyone was gone, Wu Biao said: "This Master Wu must be Wu Caifu, the old thing raises corpses and suppresses corpses, I don't think Maoshan is as busy as him." ”

"Of course, it takes a bit of hard work to cheat money, but I thought about one thing, these people are likely to be villagers of Hezi Village back then." I said.

"This is Woniu Village, and it can be said that a person who has abandoned his family and abandoned his family can come here, but I don't think it's very likely that they all came over, right?" Wu Biao said.

"It's very likely, those who do this job generally need the help and support of their peers, not to mention anything else, if it's just Wu Caifu alone, it is difficult to carry the body upstairs, and these people have their own abilities, they can all play a role, Wu Caifu needs them."

"What now? It is impossible to arrange for the police to arrest them based on their behavior. Wu Biao said.

"It will definitely not work to catch them, the night craftsman is a real craftsman, your target is Wu Caifu, if Wu Caifu is caught, the corpse raising incident will be revealed."

"Go back first, and then come back tomorrow to investigate, mosquitoes here can kill people." We were about to go out of the woods when we heard a whistle in the distance, and there seemed to be a faint light, and we quickly retreated back into the grass.

Listening to the tone, this person should be a cut plum, and after a while, a thin man like a penny, with a gloomy face staggered to the mass grave with a flashlight, this person is most impressive is the hooked nose on his face, although the face is not big, but this nose is bigger than Andy Lau's, his face is full of wine, this is an old drunkard, and he drank like this in the middle of the night, is it the family of the deceased to relieve his sad mood?

As soon as he thought of this, he saw this man open his mouth and squirt out a mouthful of black liquid, which was like thick ink, and then he sat on the ground and gasped.

Under the moonlight, I saw that his eyes, nose, and ears kept oozing black liquid, and I said, "Is this black blood?" ”

"Holy shit, this guy is poisoned." Wu Biao said that he was going out.

I grabbed him and said, "You're crazy, depending on this person's state, maybe the poison gas will be contaminated with your body." ”

"Who made me fucking a cop." With that, Wu Biao rushed straight over.