Here Lies The Wicked

My name is Zhao Xuename.

The family lived in a very remote small mountain village in Xiangxi. A few years ago, the village had just built a cement road. The county governor said that this was a national expense to support poor mountain villages throughout the country.

I used to tell stories to my grandfather when I was a kid.

According to Grandpa, lynching and severe torture laws were widespread among the ancient people before the reform and opening up.

Several of these are the most evil ways of dying, and have the worst grievances after death, and some strange things often happen.

Like five sentences, 37282; (hāi), sawing, burning, chài pots, zhì), cooking, peeling, gutting, lumbar amputation, car cracking, five horses splitting, burying alive, caesarean, riding a wooden horse donkey, immersing a pig cage… are all in Grandpa's mouth, the most common methods of torture death in ancient times.

Five sentences are hand-cutting, foot-cutting, eye-digging, ear-cutting, and lastly, beheading, and chopping the trunk into three pieces. That's what they call a big eight.

37282; the punishment is the most tragic of all. Each time Ling is executed by two people, the entire body is tightened with a fishnet before execution, and then cut from the foot. It takes a thousand pieces of meat to allow the prisoner to lose his breath. Listen to Grandpa. Someone cut his breath for three days and three nights.

Sawing is sawing people alive with an iron saw.

These penal codes, one worse than the other, when I was only six or seven years old, scared me to sleep alone for a month.

Think now, I cannot help but be thankful that I was not born in ancient times of lynching and widespread torture.

Grandpa said that these people were too painful to swallow after death, and that the death warrant was too tragic. Often strange events occurred, and no one dared to approach these bodies.

So there's the backpacker, the act of dealing with the dead.

Some people call Xiangxi a corpse chaser.

Every industry has its own rules, and there are many taboos among leechers.

For example, Grandpa once told me that people who had been slaughtered in the back should never bury two bodies in one place. Normally, the two upper and lower parts of the body are buried on the banks of rivers or rivers or rivers or cliffs, meaning one knife and two pieces, the three souls are incomplete, preventing the demise from turning into a dead body.

Grandpa said that the hip-chopped people, that is, just find a river or a stream and bury it on both sides of the bank. The more tragic, painful, hateful, and long-lasting people are, the more angry they become after death, the more cautious and cautious the burial place must be, often choosing a different place to use Yamakawa Feng Shui to cut the anguish.

Grandpa knew so much about the backpacker's taboo, because, for generations, grandpa and grandpa were backpackers.

It was only then that the reform and opening up, the law was enlightened, the State prohibited torture, lynching everywhere, and transportation was well developed, and slowly no one was looking for a backpacker to carry the body.

For a living, the carcasses began to disappear.

However, when I was nine years old, my father secretly hid my grandfather and gave him a body he could not carry. Half a month later, my father was stripped of his skin and hung from an old tree at the mouth of the village!

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Duffy quickly pulled out of the novel with numb scalp, scared like a kitten with cold hair blowing up, it was already 8 o'clock in the dark, and she was the only one left in the company.

The office was empty, exceptionally closed, quiet, and the night sky out the window was dark.

This quiet girl, who just graduated from college in her 20s to find a job, has not yet completed her internship for three months. Today is the first time in her life to work at night. She begins to look behind her skeptical head quickly. She also looks in the direction of the corridor outside the office. She always feels that there is one person hiding outside the empty office or corridor, showing only two cold eyes peeking at her.

Dufi had numb scalp, her heart seemed to be beating drums, and she knew very well that it was all in her own shock, that she was too afraid to imagine. You know, I still can't help but think about something horrible.

Doofie regretted knowing she wouldn't take the last minute off the computer and take out her fruit phone to read the novel.

Bang, bang, bang, suddenly!

A man's footsteps were heard outside the corridor, which should have been empty.

Doofie stiffened her body so violently that she panicked and feared.

Tap, tap... the footsteps are not slow, there is a rhythmic tapping sound, a tap on the heart, closer and closer.

Is approaching her side.

“Who, who's out there! ”

“Is that the building guard in the patrol building? ”

“Are you guys outside the hallway? ”

Doofie was sweating cold and felt her voice trembling.

The man's footsteps outside the hallway suddenly stopped and he lost his voice.

Doofie was like a bird of shock, her body suddenly fell like the cold of an ice cellar, she raised her ears to listen, but she couldn't hear a thing, and the hallway seemed to separate the two worlds from the office, into a brief silence of death.

Only the computer switched off the pager fan and still spinning at high speeds.

Time passed slowly, and the seconds were tormented as if they were years old. Just as Duffy was about to lose psychological stress, he snapped, snapped, and the footsteps rang again outside the corridor.

But this time, the sound of footsteps, as if repeating the previous cycle, did not sound near the office, but, as for the first time, from far to close, stepped on a fixed pace of footsteps, not slowly, still approaching the direction of the only office on this floor still lit.

Duffy Khan's hair rose, his face was pale and his eyes were frightened and restless.

Tap, tap!

The man's footsteps were getting closer and closer and suddenly disappeared again as he approached the office.

Shortly afterwards, the third cycle of footsteps was repeated, again from far and near the starting point, stepping towards the office at a fixed rhythm of footsteps, in a late night sky shaky environment, extra stinging.

If a volume of tape plays repeatedly.

Dufi's psychology is about to collapse, and she's scared and she's crying, "Who the hell are you? Whoever you are, this kind of joke is not funny! Is the outside man a security guard for the patrol? ”

“If you're so scary again, I'm really angry to call the police. ”

Tap, tap... the fourth loop of footsteps outside the hallway seemed to have never heard her.

Duffy's face was getting paler and paler, she felt cold, the air behind her neck was chilling, the wind was gushing, she turned in horror, but there was nothing behind her, only a dark glass window.

Tap, tap... the footsteps are still cycling and ringing.

Doofie's body trembled and she was afraid to cry out. When the footsteps repeated a new cycle, halfway through, Doofie could no longer bear the psychological pressure, she was angry to rush out of the office and wanted to catch the prankster.

The sound of footsteps suddenly stopped.

The corridor was empty and calm, like a closed space, with no one at all, only a few daylights at the top of the corridor barely illuminated.

It's like all the footsteps before were just hallucinations.

Temperature is low in the hallway.

Except that from time to time a cold wind poured in from the end of the corridor, the corridor was quiet and there was no sound.

Doofie's face is all bloody.

Tonight's experience has long been beyond the psychological capacity of a normal person, not to mention a girl working late at night alone, Dufi shaking her body and her highly tense spirit is on the verge of collapse.

The business building at 8pm was so empty and cold that it seemed like the entire building was being squeezed out of the world, and only Dufi's office on the entire floor was still lit.

Doofie was terrified, her hands and feet were all cold, and she wouldn't dare to stay here for another second.

Turn around and run back to the office, get ready to pick up your personal belongings and get out of here.

But in the moment Duffy just turned around! Tap, tap... the footsteps are coming again, still the same rhythm, coming from the corridor behind Duffy, as if close to her, standing behind her.

“Ah!”

Dufi's frightened scream broke out in the hallway, her spirit finally broke down completely, her soul scared away towards the end of the other hallway, she no longer cared about any cell phones or personal belongings in the office, if the lights were not turned off the next day will the supervisor punish her, withhold wages, and she dared not look back to see who the footsteps behind her were.

Perhaps it was Duffy's scream, very harsh in the cold of the night, and soon two patrol guards came searching to find Duffy, who was already frightened.

At last, Doofie was thrilled to cry out loud.

When Doofie calmed down, she remembered the sound of footsteps in the hallway behind her, but there was no footsteps in the hallway at this time.

Subsequently, the two guards, with the nervous Doofie behind them, started walking to the office to look for the prankster in Doofie's mouth, but did not find the so-called prankster.

The two security guards began to think that it was the Dufi girl who was timid, and when she worked overtime alone at night, she was a little skeptical, so she stopped taking it seriously. After packing up his personal belongings and turning off the office lights at will, he was helpless to escort Dufify, who had already taken the frightened elevator down to the lobby on the floor, and voluntarily called for a taxi for her.

With a few slight blinks in his eyelashes and a few dry tear marks in the corner of his eyes, Duffy turned to look out the window at the city at night, wrapped his body in the taxi seat as much as possible, and tried to find a hint of covered safety.

Tonight's fantastic experience kept her shaking in the cold.

Doofie lives in all the secluded, old apartment buildings that are rented by one person, and she stays directly in the coastal city of Chiang after graduating from college.

The first thing Doofie does when she returns to the apartment is turn on all the lights in the house. Until then, coming home warm and giving her a safe and steady feel, Duffy poured herself a glass of hot water.

Tap, tap... all of a sudden!

A man's footsteps came out of the bedroom, one step closer to the bedroom door!

With the cup in her hand falling to the floor, Duffy looked desperately in the direction of the bedroom, and she wanted to scream, but her heart felt like a big stone and she couldn't call it anything.

He's at home!

Why!

Why!

Cold as a tide, he swallowed up Doofie's entire body and stared.