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possessed by a ghost
I am a rural person, born in a rural area. In the village, I have seen many strange things. You may not believe it when I tell you, but if you saw what I have seen with your own eyes, you might be scared to the point of wetting your pants.
In the countryside, when someone passes away, they will slaughter a sheep, and before slaughtering the sheep, they will bring it to the mourning hall to see the filial son.
The so-called mourning hall is where the coffin is placed, and it is also the place where the funeral parlor is set up.
That sheep will go in and see if all the filial sons are there. If there is something that cannot be let go, it will cry and keep moving. If it feels no attachment, it will obediently stay still. It will do whatever the monk says.
Today I want to talk not about the story of the sheep, but about the story of being possessed by a ghost.
I previously mentioned that my grandmother appeared in my dreams before she passed away. Now I will talk about a series of incredible events that truly happened after my grandmother's passing.
After my grandmother passed away, her body was not immediately placed in a coffin. Instead, it was laid on a bed board for several days, until all the guests had arrived and paid their respects, before she was finally placed in the coffin.
I remember that day was in winter, exceptionally cold, until the last group of guests took their final look, the priest said it was time to move the coffin, we all cried as we put grandma's body into the coffin, then the people in the village nailed it shut, everything was ready, and we started burning paper money.
At that moment, the Second aunt suddenly knelt down and then stood up, looked around the mourning hall, and asked where her cane was. We were all startled, as Second aunt is so young, when did she ever use a cane?
We all looked at Second aunt in amazement. Her face was pale, her lips were turning blue, she was bent over, and her eyes had no pupils, only the whites.
We asked why they were putting her in a wooden box, were they trying to suffocate her? We children were already scared silly, and the adults understood that she was possessed by a ghost. A few of the adults exchanged glances and began talking to her, saying, "If there's anything you can't let go of, just say it. We'll help you make it happen." Aunt sighed, sat on the sofa, and began talking about all the hardships she had endured in her life, being beaten by her mother-in-law as a daughter-in-law.
Being a daughter-in-law, she was beaten by her mother-in-law and her own man. She doesn't want to be buried with her grandfather after she dies, as she doesn't want to be bullied by him even after death. She also said she can't let go of her grandchildren and doesn't want to leave.
Uncle knelt in front of Aunt, saying he was unfilial and didn't let the elderly enjoy their blessings. At this moment, a cat suddenly jumped in from somewhere. Aunt seemed startled and suddenly jumped up, grabbing things from the table and even overturning the tea table.
My uncle, uncle, and my father had to hold her down and persuade her to leave. Aunt seemed to have lost consciousness and was just like a mad person, hitting and scratching with all her might.
My eldest uncle quickly called the judge in. The judge took a look and quickly found a pair of red chopsticks, clamped them onto my aunt's middle finger, and my aunt let out a scream and fainted, completely out of breath.
The judge then took a sip of white wine and sprayed it on my aunt's face. My aunt was stimulated by the white wine, took a breath, but still didn't wake up. Everyone hurriedly carried my aunt to the bed, covered her with a blanket, and after a few hours, my aunt finally woke up.
We went to ask her what had happened, but she didn't remember anything, just feeling sore all over and weak. Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
I saw this with my own eyes. When I tell you, you may not believe it, but there are some things in this world that you just have to believe!
Ghost Transformation
It was in 1997 or 1998, anyway, it was within these three years. The protagonist was my dad's aunt, I should call her great-aunt, right?
The incident happened in Tuozhi Xia Cheng Village, Wenxu Town, Mengshan County, Wuzhou, Guangxi. If you know people there, you should be familiar with this matter.
It happened when I was in the third or fourth grade. She died from taking medicine. In our area, it is not customary to have a funeral parlor at home when someone dies, so on the day of the funeral, it was held in the open space next to her house.
In the past few days, nothing much happened. But when it came time to lift the coffin and carry it to the mountain, a lot of blood seeped out from under the coffin, staining the two bricks used as a base. Then the real horror began. The coffin started to move, jerking upward. The master performing the ritual quickly hit it with a ruler, and it stopped.
At that time, everyone watching ran away. I wasn't there, but I heard about it from my father. On the morning after that night, at around 6 o'clock, a person opened their door and saw the woman standing outside. It scared him so much that he shaved his head at noon.
During these few days of the seventh lunar month, the households nearby all close their doors before 8 in the morning and reopen them after 5 in the afternoon. They have peach branches and incense charms inserted on their doors and windows. The incense charms are the same ones used on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month. My school is right next to it, and for half a month, no one dared to pass by that area. We all took a detour. I've posted about this on "Ghost Grandpa" before, and my hands were trembling after writing. Just thinking about it now makes me scared...
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