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Text Chapter 191 [Case 22] Lotus Tattoo

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    I tried to imagine the scene that Sister Liang was talking about, so my eyes couldn't help but look at the mirror on the wardrobe.  I imitated the posture described by Sister Liang, walked to the mirror, and then asked her, do you mean to stand like this?  Sister Liang nodded, and Hu Zongren smacked his lips and told me that it was really weird.  I stepped back from the mirror and asked Sister Liang, what happened next?  Sister Liang said that when she turned on the light and saw this scene, she was really frightened, so she couldn't help but take a step back in the opposite direction, and suddenly fell down on her father's bed, with her hands on the sheets, but she felt  There was a cold feeling on the sheets, which meant that my father had been away from the quilt for a long time, and it also meant that he had been standing in this position in front of the mirror for a long time.  But that's not the main thing. When Sister Liang was backing away, a hand suddenly stretched out from an invisible place under the quilt and grabbed Sister Liang's wrist tightly.  Sister Liang was so frightened that she screamed, but she couldn't get away. She said that she was just full of fear at the time and didn't think about whether it was a ghost. She just felt that her father was clearly standing beside the bed, but that  But her hand stretched out from the quilt, and her father had been living alone. She had no time to figure out the logical sequence. Sister Liang was so frightened that she lost her mind. She picked up the things around her and grabbed her wrist.  Sister Liang smashed it with her hand. Sister Liang said that she did not remember exactly what she caught at that time, because next to her father's pillow was a pebble picked up from the river, which was used to hold down the newspapers and magazines, and a flashlight.  , I guess what I caught at that time was one of these two.  Sister Liang told us that she hit her hard several times, but she still didn¡¯t see her hand loosen.  At this time, Uncle Liang's head, which was originally pressed against the mirror, began to hit the mirror rhythmically. It was not very hard, because it is glass after all. If you use too much force, the mirror will be smashed.  It's like the feeling when a drunk person starts smashing the glass with his head. In the middle of the night, it makes a clanking sound. With the old furniture, there is a little gap between the mirror and the cabinet, and there is some movement in the beginning.  , such a sound is particularly scary at night.  Even her own father frightened Sister Liang terribly. She told us that at that time, her father had already started to open his mouth, almost the same as he does now, and then opened his eyes, which looked like those monsters.  almost.  As she became more and more frightened, she hit the thing grabbing her wrist even harder. She didn't know how many times she repeated this, but suddenly her wrist loosened, and the feeling of grabbing her wrist suddenly disappeared, so it was too late.  After thinking too much, Sister Liang struggled to escape from the door.  Sister Liang said that as soon as she opened the door, she saw something like a bird standing on the laundry chute at the door. It made an unpleasant cry, but she couldn't see clearly what it was because of the darkness.  It was already the coldest season of winter, and many birds had already flown away to spend the winter. But I was so scared that I ran straight towards the street.  When Sister Liang said this, she pointed to the slightly wider street where we had just eaten bean curd rice and said that there was a 110 duty point there. When she got there, she didn't know how to express it, and what she had said before  The movement actually disturbed many surrounding neighbors. Many people heard her shouting and came out to take a look. Everyone pointed and pointed. Even if they didn't say anything, everyone seemed to have guessed something, so  She stayed at 110 until dawn. Before she left, rumors began to spread around her.  I have experienced rumors many times, but I must say that sometimes the rumors from residents can give me some relatively objective perspectives, allowing me to distinguish them. Unless they are outright rumors, they should really be despised.  .  At the same time, I also know that when people around me believe more in rumors than facts, the power of public opinion is very scary.  Sister Liang went on to say that she had heard a lot of ghost stories since she was a child, and she had been so frightened that she couldn't sleep at night, but that was temporary after all, and she had never experienced it personally.  But everything that happened that night happened so suddenly and concretely that no matter how much I thought about it, I never thought it was an illusion.  Hu Zongren asked Sister Liang, did you see the hand sticking out from the quilt at that time?  In fact, I think the same thing as Hu Zongren. No matter how weird Uncle Liang¡¯s behavior is, we may be able to find an explanation from some angles. But if the hand that appeared out of thin air from the quilt is not Sister Liang¡¯s hallucination, then it must be a collision.  No doubt about it.  As for what kind of ghost it is, why it is hiding in the quilt, and why Uncle Liang stood up and leaned against the mirror in the middle of the night, we have no idea about these. The only thing we can do now is to learn as much as possible from Liang.  More news came from the eldest sister's mouth.  Sister Liang nodded and said, she remembered very clearly, that hand was absolutely beautiful?It was not an hallucination, and I had seen it myself. Although it was night and the lamp beside my father's bed was not bright enough, after people stay in a dark environment for a while, they will gradually become accustomed to this environment, so that even if the light is  Even though he is weak, he can still see his surroundings.  She told us that the quilt was flat at the time, which meant that it was basically impossible for someone to hide under the quilt without noticing.  The hand looked very thin, but I couldn't tell whether it belonged to an adult or a child. It had no sleeves, just one hand. There was a tattoo on the arm. The tattoo looked like an open lotus, and the skin was somewhat iron-clad.  Cyan is like a person who has been dead for a long time, and the skin of the corpse has changed color due to oxidation.  Sister Liang went on to say that after she was grabbed by that hand, she struggled to break free, but during the process of breaking free, she could feel that the hand seemed to be connected to something invisible to her. She was not completely unable to break free, but  There was a certain concession, but my own strength was obviously no match for the opponent, so I was anxious to find something to fight with.  When Sister Liang finished saying this, I suddenly felt something was wrong.  First of all, I can understand why Sister Liang struggled to escape at first but couldn't escape, and then escaped when she started to hit her with something. This is actually an imbalance of yin and yang between the living and the dead.  Generally speaking, both men and women belong to Yang when they are alive, and after death, both men and women should belong to Yin. Yin and Yang are like water and fire. They can intersect but cannot blend with each other. It is like the relationship between oil and water. No matter how hard you struggle,  , no matter how fiercely they fought, they still couldn't be integrated into one.  When people are afraid, Yang Qi will weaken, which will lead to strong Yin Qi. It is like two sides fighting. The enemy is forced to retreat a little, and our army can take a step forward.  The same is true for the relationship between yin and yang.  In the same way, if a person becomes cruel, like Sister Liang who picks up something and starts to fight, to a large extent, it can be regarded as using actions to embolden oneself and fight to the death.  In this case, a person's yang energy will increase accordingly, thus forcing back part of the yin energy. The two are like a seesaw, and whoever is weaker will have the upper hand.  This is why when many people encounter dirty things, the best way is not to pray to God or worship Buddha, because at that time you are always afraid in your heart, but the best way is to keep reminding yourself, don¡¯t be afraid.  Or swearing. Swearing in itself is emboldening and cheering yourself up. Even ghosts are afraid of evil people. In this way, it will not be difficult to break free.  But what I think is wrong is not this, but the lotus tattoo on the ghost's hand that Sister Liang described.  The lotus is originally the throne of Guanyin Bodhisattva, but since ancient times, the lotus has been regarded as a kind of sentiment, a kind of nobility that emerges from the mud and remains unstained.  As far as I can think of these few things, almost all of them have nothing to do with the ghost hands of the dead.  Could it be that the deceased had a tattoo before his death, and the ghost hand that Sister Liang saw was nothing more than the memory of his body after death?  A ghost that appears in this way either has a great grievance or is involved in some huge conspiracy.  When I thought of this, I immediately asked Sister Liang, does your father have any enemies in his daily life?  Or maybe someone in your family or friends who had some connections passed away recently and had a lotus on his hand during his lifetime?  Sister Liang answered me without hesitation that this was absolutely impossible. Her family was different from many families. Her mother died young and her father did not remarry for many years. Instead, he raised her wholeheartedly and took care of her.  My child, there were originally some relatives in the family, but later they separated and many members of the older generation passed away, so there were very few contacts. The last gathering was several years ago.  .  My father is well-known in this area as a good old man, honest and docile. Everyone likes to make fun of him, but he is not angry. He has lived with fellow villagers all his life. Although everyone can't say they like him very much, they certainly don't like him.  What could hate him.  Sister Liang added that when her mother passed away in the early years, it was because of her father's good popularity. Everyone knew that the conditions in our family were relatively difficult. The neighbors helped take care of my mother's funeral. If you say that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, I am right.  This is something I feel deeply about. Otherwise, if my father encountered such a thing this time, I would not have immediately asked the neighbors on the street for help.  Sister Liang thought for a while and said, as for the person you said has a tattoo on his arm, I really don¡¯t know about this, because people who rarely interact with my family naturally have no grudges, and with such a conspicuous tattoo, if I had seen it before,  I'll definitely remember it if I've been there.  People with tattoos are not gentlemen, and our family basically has no such acquaintances.  I laughed bitterly a few times and turned to look at Hu Zongren. He also smiled helplessly.  We understood each other¡¯s intentions, because we probably weren¡¯t really gentlemen. After all, Hu Zongren and I both had tattoos on our bodies.
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