Killing Power Palm

In my hometown in western Hunan, there is a certain etiquette in rescuing a hanged man. To save the hanged man, no matter whether it is a living person who has just been hung up or a corpse that has already cooled down, you should first round your arms and give the hanged man two loud slaps on the ear. This is called the killing palm! This is not to be cruel or to add insult to injury, but to save one's life. But I, Lin Guanghui, on the twenty-eighth night of the twelfth lunar month, when the snow could bury people, when I was rescuing a hanged man, I was so eager to save people that I forgot all about this rule. Sure enough, I was really haunted by the hanged man. That thing was like a gangrene attached to the bone, sticking to the back of my neck, drilling into the seams of my bones, and screaming in my ear over and over again: "For me... For me..."