Thinking like that, everything depends on cause, certainly not because the next day, the people of Thuong village were once again stirred by the equally horrifying deaths of brothers Phan and Pham in the first cemetery. village. The physical condition of Phan's body no longer looked like a human being because his head, body, and even all four limbs were smashed with a sledgehammer. Brains and blood flow together and seep into the ground, creating a sickly, fishy smell that makes anyone who accidentally smells it easily let the dog eat it.
The authorities also had no difficulty finding the murder weapon, as the murderer left a sledgehammer a few steps away. The only traces left on the wooden handle, besides blood, were only Pham's fingerprints. They speculated that these two young men had some sort of disagreement that led to the massacre of each other. But what both the authorities and curious people find difficult to understand is Pham's death condition. It died in a kneeling position with its hands twisted backwards by something, its face facing the sky, its eye sockets empty because the two pupils had been gouged out and were in the victim's hands.
In its open mouth was a piece of wood the size of a wrist, or more accurately, someone had driven a wooden stake through its mouth and through its anus, pinning it to the ground to secure the body. Kneel upright in front of Thi Loan's newly built grave. At first glance, his corpse looked no different from someone being sacrificed in front of some enchanted altar, which was very scary to watch, but compared to the two deaths of Tai and Phan, this guy was still very lucky.
People did not know why both boys could die in such a gruesome way. Soon the confusion and anxiety that covered Thuong village spread to the surrounding villages. Some people still speculate that the death of all three young men in Thuong village was caused by a murderer lurking in the darkness waiting for the right opportunity to strike... of course Thi Loan's death is not beyond doubt..
Even though it's just the personal speculation of some gossipy people, there are people who are so afraid of being punished that every night, they hide in the house and keep dozens of pig launchers, ignoring the cats and dogs screaming in the yard. . However, the only person who knew exactly what happened last night was the only one alive: dog-meat Lam Lam, because with his own eyes he witnessed the scene of the two Phan Pham brothers killing each other. That image still haunts Lam Dog's mind, it made him lose half of his soul and only dared to crawl under the bed, hold his head and beg for words that no one could hear clearly.
Returned last night. After eating a 65 bottle of wine along with a plate of dog sausage at Mr. Lam's house in the afternoon, the three of them sneaked through the cemetery. Pham Pham, the guy carrying a sledgehammer, the guy carrying a wooden stake walked under the dim moonlight and didn't even dare turn on the flashlight because he was afraid that if someone accidentally passed by and noticed, the sticky rice would be completely burned. I don't know if it was intentional or not, but from time to time, Phan would secretly look at the place where their crime occurred. After Tai's death, the factory area was closed once again to investigate and clean up the scene, so it looked dark and gloomy, even ordinary people looking at it still felt cold. What about the person who directly caused this incident?
_ What are you looking at? After tonight, tomorrow I'll go to town to do business.
Pham spoke softly. Phan nodded in agreement. At this moment, the three of them went to the cemetery located at the beginning of the village. Old Lam, the dog meat man, was still holding the 65 liter bottle of wine and said to the two guys:
_ You guys go in there quickly, I'll stay out here to take precautions. If anything changes, I will alert you. You guys should be worried and run away...
Phan raised his right hand to sign ok then carried the stake and quickly walked into the cemetery. Standing in front of Loan's newly built grave, they checked one more time to make sure, then approached and placed the wooden stake on the raised mound. Each blow of the hammer was quickly hammered down and sounded "sound" because the soil here was a bit special, so the soil on the grave was very hard even though it had just been laid not long ago. After hammering a third of the wooden stake, Phan felt his arms were tired so he gave Pham the hammer to continue. As for me, I sat with my back against a nearby grave, took out a cigarette, and lit it.
_ Mom, if you're smoking right now, if anyone sees you, you'll eat it all.
After Pham silently scolded him, he still grabbed a cigarette and took a few puffs before holding the sledgehammer and approaching the wooden stake. He took a deep breath to gain strength and then swung the hammer with a strong "thump" at the top of the stake. After a powerful blow, the soil covering Thi Lanh's grave slowly cracked open before Pham's scared and stiff eyes. From under the hole, five sticky, white, boneless fingers slowly emerged from the ground, as if they wanted to cling to anything they could grasp.
Faced with that ghostly scene, Pham froze and could not move. It just opened its eyes wide and watched Thi Loan's head slowly rise from the grave. From the mouth that once craved the passionate kisses of so many young men, it now looked so slimy and disgusting that it continuously emitted sounds of complaint.
_ Why did you kill me... why did you kill me... you killed me.
_ No no..
Pham trembled and stammered. It was better to kneel down and worship than to sacrifice his bowels and urinate right on the spot. While Phan was resting, he suddenly saw his cousin kneeling and bowing to the wooden stake. He felt something was wrong and came closer to check the situation.
_ hey you... eh
Before he could finish his sentence, he was stunned when he saw that Pham's eyes had become red and glowed dimly in the night. And what's even more horrifying is that this guy's face is contorted, giving off a ghostly look that looks no different from Thi Loan's face.
_ Oh oh
Phan cried out a few times and then fell to the ground and dragged himself backwards. At this time, under Pham's eyes, the body of a girl named Lanh had emerged from the hole and slowly crawled towards it. Fear reaching the extreme, Pham grabbed the sledgehammer.
_ mother dog, you're dead..
Then he raised his hand and lunged forward to hit the corpse with a powerful hammer. I don't know if the hammer was powerful or what, but Loan's body suddenly crawled and ran away. Pham rushed forward, waving his sledgehammer high.
On this side, Phan had not yet recovered from his fear when he saw Pham swinging a hammer and rushing towards him.
_ aaaaa
It only had time to scream loudly before the sledgehammer fell right on top of its head.
“ tap.. tap... tap”
A series of dry sledgehammer sounds continued to fall on Phan's body, blood from his brain continued to rush out, all over Phan's body. This guy is now crazy like crazy, just pounding the sledgehammer as enthusiastically as someone pounding rice cakes. Mouth growling.
_ mother of a dead bitch... I'll let you die one more time.
After a while, he saw Loan's body, or rather the body of Phan himself, lying motionless, then he let go of the hammer and fell to the ground, panting.
_ I killed it, Phan. The teacher fathered a whore.
It spoke, but there was no response from Phan. And what the hell could he do when his cousin was now only twitching his muscles reflexively.
Outside, the dog-meat Lam waited forever but did not see the two boys leave the cemetery. Suddenly I felt impatient so I went inside to check the situation. When he got close, he almost fell to the ground and died because of the sight of Phan holding a sledgehammer and hammering it into a wooden stake, letting it go straight through Pham's body.
And the thing that haunts Mr. Lam to this day is Phan's slimy corpse. It was true that with his own eyes he saw clearly under the dim moonlight that Phan's head had been completely crushed, but he could still hold a hammer and drive a stake into Pham's body. It was only a ghost or a demon. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, not knowing when it would be his turn. It's truly like a mouse in a cage waiting to die.
Outside, there were a few people passing by who were hungry for dog meat and hadn't seen Mr. Lam open the door since morning. They knocked on the door and called in. After a while, they felt something was wrong, so they kicked the door together and rushed inside. They saw the old man kneeling on the ground with his hands clasped as if praying to stars. Mouth continuously talking. "I declare... I declare" in front of the surprised eyes of several people present.
Run out of.