After becoming a ghost, hold the boss's thigh tightly

After the incident, rescue police from other places came here and took over the case.

A few of them were walking on the street when they heard an old lady telling a story - Hitting a Living Pile.

In a remote ancient town, there is a horrifying old custom - burying a living stake. This custom is said to have originated in ancient times. Whenever a large-scale building needs to be started, people will look for an innocent life, usually a child, as a living stake and bury it alive in the construction site to pray for the smooth progress of the project and the stability of the building.

One day, a bridge in the ancient town needed to be rebuilt. In order to seek peace and success, the mayor decided to perform the ritual of hitting the living stake according to ancient customs. They secretly found an orphan named Xiao Ming who had lost his parents and used him as the living stake.

On a dark night, Xiao Ming was taken to the construction site of the bridge. He was horrified to see the cold and cruel expressions on the faces of the people around him. He was tied to a wooden stake, and the people around him began to dig a pit to bury him alive.

Xiao Ming struggled and cried, but no one paid attention. His voice echoed in the night sky, sounding so helpless and desperate. When the pit was dug, people pushed him into the pit and quickly filled it with soil.

Since then, a horror story has been circulating in the ancient town. Every night when it is quiet, Xiao Ming's cries and cries for help can be heard near the bridge. Some people say that they see Xiao Ming's ghost wandering on the bridge, his eyes full of resentment and sadness.

What's even more terrifying is that since the piles were driven, the construction of the bridge has not been smooth. Workers often encounter various accidents and the project progresses slowly. Some people even say that when night falls, some strange shadows and sounds appear on the bridge, which makes people shudder.

The mayor and the townspeople began to feel fear and regret. They realized that hitting the living stake was not only a cruel act, but also brought endless curses and disasters. They decided to take remedial measures in the hope of calming Xiao Ming's resentment.

Under the guidance of a Taoist priest, they built a temple near the bridge and enshrined Xiao Ming's tablet. Every Qingming Festival, the townspeople would come to the temple to worship Xiao Ming and pray for his forgiveness and blessing.

As time went by, the temple gradually became a mysterious holy place. Some people said that they could feel Xiao Ming's presence during the worship, and his resentment gradually dissipated. The construction of the bridge was back on track without any accidents.

However, every night when it was quiet, some strange noises could still be heard near the bridge. People knew that it was Xiao Ming telling about his tragic experience and endless resentment. This story became an eternal legend and warning in the ancient town, reminding people to respect life and stay away from superstition and cruel behavior.

After listening to this, Qingzheng's eyes became deep and heavy. He seemed to be deeply attracted by that memory and slowly added: "The hustle and bustle of modern society seems to have covered up many unknown secrets. However, I have personally experienced a horrific incident that is directly related to these secrets."

"It was a rainy night when I received a call from a stranger. His voice was trembling and full of fear, and he told me that all kinds of strange phenomena had occurred at his construction site. When I rushed there, the night was as dark as ink, the rain was as heavy as silk, and the entire construction site was shrouded in dead silence. The workers gathered in groups of three or four, their faces full of fear and anxiety."

"After further investigation, I found that this construction site was indeed used as a place for driving live piles. The man who was buried alive was an innocent person who wandered here. His eyes were full of despair and unwillingness, as if he was telling of his own injustice. When I touched his cold bones, my heart trembled."

When he tapped the stake gently, a low and terrifying sound came from inside the stake. Qingzheng's heart trembled suddenly, and he realized that there was a ghost of a homeless man trapped inside the stake. After suffering such cruel treatment, the soul of that innocent life still could not escape from this horrible cage.

The ghost roared in the pile, the voice full of pain and resentment. Qingzheng felt that his heart was deeply shaken. He was determined to help the ghost of this tramp escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

"I held a memorial service for the homeless man. At that moment, I seemed to see his soul being liberated, and his eyes were filled with gratitude and peace."

At that time, he took out the talisman and magic tools, which he had carefully refined and possessed powerful magic power. During the ceremony, Qingzheng chanted scriptures and injected magic power into the wooden stake. As the magic power was injected, the wooden stake began to make a buzzing sound, as if responding to Qingzheng's call.

As time went by, the humming sound of the stake became louder and louder, and the air around it became heavier. Qingzheng felt as if he was surrounded by a powerful force, and every movement became extremely difficult. However, he did not back down, but continued to perform the ritual. He knew that only by persisting could he rescue the ghost trapped in the stake.

With Qingzheng's persistence, the stake finally cracked. A dim light shone from the crack, and a ghost floated out from the stake. This ghost was the powerful ghost that was trapped in the stake before. It was extremely excited and grateful after being rescued, because it finally got rid of that terrifying cage. At the same time, Qiumian also felt the changes in the workers' hearts. They began to re-examine their behavior and deeply reflect on the sins of this ancient custom. "

"After the ceremony, the entire construction site seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious force. Those strange phenomena never appeared again. I know that this is all because we have finally faced up to the cruelty and absurdity of the ancient custom of pile driving."

"Whenever I think of that night and that innocent life, my heart is overwhelmed with indescribable emotions. I feel sorry and sad for the homeless man, and I feel angry and disappointed for those who have participated in such cruel acts."

After rescuing the trapped ghost, Qingzheng did not leave immediately. He knew that there must be something behind this. So he carefully observed the layout of the construction site and found some unusual traces. The ground, which should have been flat, had irregular depressions and protrusions in some areas; the passage, which should have been straight, had inexplicable bends and deviations in some places. These subtle changes may be insignificant in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of Taoists like Qingzheng, they reveal an unusual atmosphere.

After careful observation and analysis, Qingzheng discovered that these changes were not formed naturally, but were intentionally made. Someone had tampered with the layout of the construction site, and by changing the terrain and the location of the passage, a special magic circle was formed. The function of this magic circle was to trap ghosts and prevent them from escaping.

After confirming the existence of the magic circle, Qingzheng began to think about how to break it. He took out the talisman and magic tools and began to draw a complex pattern in the air. This pattern is the key to breaking the magic circle. Only by drawing it accurately can the shackles of the magic circle be broken.

While drawing the pattern, Qingzheng kept chanting scriptures and injecting magic power into it. As the magic power was injected, the pattern began to emit a dazzling light, illuminating the entire construction site. Under the illumination of this light, cracks began to appear in the magic circle.

As the magic circle broke, the ghosts trapped in it were also freed. They floated out from the wooden stakes and other places where they were trapped, looking at Qingzheng with gratitude. Qingzheng calmed their emotions and told them that they were free and could go wherever they wanted.

After confirming that the other trapped ghosts had left, Qingzheng began to check other parts of the construction site to make sure there were no other hidden dangers. He found some props and talismans used to set up the magic circle and destroyed them one by one. In this way, the layout of the construction site returned to normal and no ghosts would be trapped anymore.

Qingzheng's story frightened them, and they also felt his inner pain and struggle. They realized that in modern society, they still need to remain vigilant and rational, stay away from inhumane behaviors, and strengthen their criticism and reflection on these customs and beliefs.