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"Suli is it?" Zhou Wei asked.
"Maybe she went back." Professor Lin said.
"Suli A little girl lives in Headman Wang's old house. Will there be any trouble?" Zhou Wei didn't really like Suli, but at this moment, he felt a sense of being at the end of the world.
"It should be fine. It's not early anymore. How about we go see her when we have dinner?" Professor Lin suggested.
Zhou Wei nodded, feeling uneasy inside. He felt that everything there was truly chilling.
Headman Wang's old house is on the east side of Lingmu Village. Headman Wang took a flashlight and led the way for Professor Lin and Zhou Wei.
"Headman Wang, how did you come to know County Magistrate Qin?" asked Professor Lin.
"County Magistrate Qin is a great person! The government has always wanted to relocate Lingmu Village outside the mountains, but County Magistrate Qin said that Lingmu Village has a long history, its own traditions and customs, so he suppressed the relocation policy. The people in the village are very grateful to him. Just think, our ancestors have been on this land for generations. To leave would be unfilial," Headman Wang said, pausing. "We've arrived."
Zhou Wei Suddenly, they were shocked to find that the place they had just arrived at, Lingmu Village, was where a large pile of coffins was placed.
And a few meters away from the coffins, there stood a dark and gloomy house.
He thought of the old man in the coffin again, feeling a tightness in his heart: "Suli lives here."
"Yeah, it's nothing, those coffins are all empty. Let's go in," Headman Wang led the way in.
The room was dark without the lights on, and Zhou Wei couldn't help feeling a bit scared. "Miss Su, Dr. Lin is here to see you," Headman Wang said as he walked to the inner room and knocked on the door.
With a creak, the door opened a crack. Headman Wang paused, glanced at Professor Lin, and then pushed the door open.
The light came on, and Zhou Wei saw Suli lying on the bed, with a pale face.
Professor Lin hurried over, lifted her wrist, listened to her breath, and then her expression changed: "No pulse, no breath."
"What?" Zhou Wei was shocked and hurried over.
Professor Lin glanced at Suli and then looked around before shaking his head.
"Professor, how did she die?" Zhou Wei asked in a low voice, gritting his teeth.
"There are no wounds on the body, and it doesn't seem like poisoning. It's not immediately clear; further examination is needed," said Professor Lin.
Headman Wang sighed and said, "How could this happen? I'm really saddened by this."
"Sadness, what's the use of being sad? Can you bring her back to life?" Zhou Wei said angrily.
"Zhou Wei, don't be like this," Professor Lin shouted at Zhou Wei.
Headman Wang paused for a moment, then said, "I have a way to bring her back to life."
This time, both Professor Lin and Zhou Wei were stunned.
Headman Wang sat down, lit his pipe, took a puff, and said, "At this point, I won't hide it from you. The reason Lingmu Village is called Lingmu Village is because there is a kind of wood in Lingmu Mountain that, when used to make coffins, can bring the dead back to life."
"Bringing the dead back to life is simply a fantasy!" scoffed Zhou Wei.
"Could it be that your wife..." Professor Lin asked.
"Yes, Dr. Lin is amazing. There's nothing I can hide from you. Three days before you arrived, my wife fell ill and passed away. I used a Spirit Wood Coffin to bring her back. I didn't tell you at the time because I wanted to avoid trouble," Headman Wang said.
"What, this..." Zhou Wei looked at Professor Lin in disbelief.
"Well, what should we do?" Professor Lin asked.
"Summoning spirits, using the spirit wood coffin, summoning spirits," Headman Wang said slowly.
As night fell, the area outside Headman Wang's old house was crowded with villagers holding torches. The mountain village at night looked as bright as day under the torchlight.
Professor Lin and Zhou Wei watched as Mr.Ho directed two people to carry Suli out of the ceremony. Afterwards, two other people carried out another coffin from the pile of coffins.
A white plastic sheet wrapped around a long wooden coffin, slowly approached.
Zhou Wei tightly clenched his fist.
Mr.Ho had a stern face and shouted, "The body enters the coffin!"
Two people carrying the Spirit wood coffin suddenly lifted the covering plastic sheet, revealing a crimson coffin in front of everyone.
Suli was placed inside the coffin, and then the coffin was closed.
Mr.Ho Muttering something under his breath, he walked around the coffin in circles.
Zhou Wei Staring intently at the coffin, he felt somewhat incredulous.
Summoning spirits, this term is laughable to him as a Medical student.
After a person dies, their breathing and pulse stop, then cells begin to wither and divide. The so-called soul has never had any basis. But when he thought of the livor mortis on the village chief's wife's hands, he became confused again, because that was indeed postmortem lividity.
Could it be true that Summoning spirits can really bring the dead back to life?
"Return to the coffin!" Another loud shout from Mr.Ho. Zhou Wei felt his heart tighten, staring fixedly at the coffin, feeling that Suli was about to walk out of it immediately!
The torches suddenly went out, all the torches went out.
In an instant, the scene that was just as bright as day suddenly plunged into darkness.
Zhou Wei was startled and called out in a trembling voice, "Professor Lin." There was no response, and the surrounding atmosphere was deathly silent, as if there was no one there.
Zhou Wei widened his eyes and looked around carefully, only to find that there was really no one around.
Only the Spirit wood coffin lay there quietly.
Zhou Wei called out two more times, but no one responded.
Zhou Wei began to feel anxious, trembling as he walked up to the Spirit wood coffin. Fear spread throughout his body, and he could hear his own heartbeat pounding. Zhou Wei shakily pushed open the coffin with both hands.
Fear caused Zhou Wei to collapse to the ground in an instant, the kind of fear that comes from knowing a huge disaster is imminent but feeling powerless to change the outcome.
At this moment, the torch suddenly lit up again.
Zhou Wei saw Suli standing next to Headman Wang, smiling at him.
"You guys," Zhou Wei widened his eyes.
"Every year, two people will leave there and bring back two others. It's like finding substitutes. Unfortunately, you and Professor Lin are this year's substitutes," Suli said softly.
"You are from Lingmu Village, and so is County Magistrate Qin," Zhou Wei suddenly understood.
Suli did not answer him, and step by step forced Headman Wang towards Zhou Wei.
Legend has it that the soul that dies in a foreign land, unable to find its way home, will linger in that foreign place like its body, enduring endless misery.
He cannot enjoy the offering of cigarettes, the provision of food, and the deliverance of scriptures. This lonely soul will become the most tragic hungry ghost, forever wandering in a foreign land, with no hope of reincarnation. So, every year, someone will leave Lingmu Village and bring people back.
Someone said that those who leave Lingmu Village are not human, but souls searching for substitutes.
At dawn, two figures hurried along the mountain path, they were Zhou Wei and Professor Lin.
Two people look vacant-eyed and pale. Various-sized patches can be faintly seen on their necks.
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