The moment the words fell, a continuous echo formed on the village road.
The pickup truck started the accelerator and drove us out of the village.
It was not too late at this point, but there were no villagers on the village road.
The villagers who helped us carry the coffin had obviously notified the village, but they did not come out to avoid causing trouble to us.
Not long after, we left Liuhe Village.
Blind Chen's expression was particularly upright, with a pair of gray-white eyes looking straight ahead.
I'm also very careful.
The sentence just now was given to me by Blind Man Chen and asked me to shout it out.
It also refreshed my understanding of vaginal opening, that there is such a form.
With me as the main one and Chen Xiazi as the supplementary one.
Blind Chen also told me that this journey will definitely not be easy.
The last time I took Zhang Jiugua's body back to Ji Niang Village, I encountered inexplicable "people" asking for the hexagram.
That place is still very unfamiliar to Zhang Jiugua, and there are basically no people who are familiar with it.
Moreover, Zhang Jiu Gua is an ironclad fortune teller, even if it is a Mr. Yang Shu, the sneaky one will avoid it.
My grandfather is different. First of all, he is a master of yin arts, specializing in ordering people's tombs and yin houses.
And he is kind-hearted. He has helped countless people in the past years. He can be described as kind-hearted.
In this way, there will definitely be a large number of people following him on his way to burial, either asking him to do something or wanting to be buried with him.
From the entrance of Liuhe Village, the mist began to rise, and there were not so many "people" on the usual Yin Road.
But the quieter it is, the more uneasy I can feel it.
The gusts of night wind were cold and gloomy. It seemed to be nothing at first and became bigger and bigger. It gradually became whimpering, just like a ghost crying, which made people's scalp numb.
The car passed Liangwanzi. I still remember that this was the place where my grandma and I picked up the first female corpse when we first dealt with Liu Wensan.
From here, you can cross the mountain pass and approach Neiyang City. You also have to pass outside Xiaoliu Village...
After crossing the pass, we went down the mountain and took the national highway into Neiyang City. We also saw the branch road into Xiaoliu Village.
My heart suddenly shrank, and I subconsciously clenched the mourning stick in my hand.
Because as we approached, the fog at the fork in the road became thicker and thicker, and faintly, there was a large group of people standing in the fog!
There were quite a few people who looked familiar to me, including many old people from Xiaoliu Village. I even saw Fatty Chen among them...
"Uncle Chen...are all living people..." I asked him uneasily.
Those things that appeared on the Yin Road before could not be seen as human at a glance.
But most of the people standing at the fork in the road are villagers I've met before! There are many familiar people among them, including Zhang Shuiling's parents...
They can't be dead! Unless an entire village had lost their lives inexplicably, in that case, it would have become the biggest news in Neiyang City, and there was no way I wouldn't know about it.
Blind Chen's face remained straight, and he replied calmly: "The living people are haunted, and the dead ghosts are on their bodies. The people in Xiaoliu Village are like ghosts gasping for air. Mr. Yin Shu can't save them, but they think about Mr. Yin Shu all the time." Go and save.”
"God knows how many people here are acting evil, or are they pretending to be ghosts? Or is it a mixture of humans and ghosts?"
"This..." Blind Chen's words also made my heart freeze.
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Luo Shiliu! Stop the car!"
"Let Luo Zhongliang get out of the car!" Someone else shouted harshly and unceremoniously.
Even that little fat Chen unexpectedly rushed out and stood in the middle of the road!
He opened his arms to stop the car, with a ferocious look on his childish face.
In addition, there are Zhang Shuiling's parents. They are also the only people who are friendly to my family.
"Uncle Chen... they weren't pretending to be clever, they were just troubled." I looked ugly.
But Chen Xiaopang suddenly shouted: "Luo Zhongliang is born in Xiaoliu Village, and his death is the ghost of Xiaoliu Village! He should stay in the foundation, no one can take him away today!"
Chen Xiaopang's voice was extremely dry and hoarse, as if there was phlegm in his throat, and he kept making squeaking sounds.
This is not the voice of a child!
I felt vaguely familiar. It seemed to be the voice of an old man in the village. He had been dead for quite some time.
Seeing that the pickup truck was about to hit Chen Xiaopang, the speed of the truck had slowed down.
Blind Chen suddenly shouted coldly: "The car will not stop until Niu Mian arrives!"
Immediately afterwards, he suddenly jumped out from the front of the car.
At the same time, he shouted sternly: "A hundred ghosts will not be avoided, and a hundred ghosts will be destroyed. The gods and demons will block the way, and the gods and demons will be chased away. The ghosts will cause chaos, and the souls will be scattered!"
Dozens of gold coins shot out from his body.
The moonlight was miserable, and these old coins reflected a dazzling cold light. First, several of them hit Chen Xiaopang and Zhang Shuiling's parents.
Zhang Shuiling's parents also had ferocious expressions at first, but now they looked dazed and stared straight ahead.
The money sticks firmly to their foreheads, and even stands upright with a buzzing sound.
When Blind Chen landed on the ground, he took out the mourning stick and hit the chests of them several times.
First, screams pierced the air, and then they stomped back a few steps and fell on both sides of the road.
During this period, the rest of the money was also lost among the people on the roadside.
Blind Chen rushed into the crowd without stopping!
There were continuous screams, accompanied by the whimpering wind, and the sound of ghosts crying was even more tragic.
With no one continuing to block the road, our car also drove out of this section of the road.
The speed of the car still slowed down a lot. I looked back at Blind Man Chen, and there happened to be a strong gust of wind. Blind Man Chen had already returned to the car.
His chest was rising and falling, he was breathing rapidly, and the color on his face was much weaker.
Looking at the villagers in Xiaoliu Village, most of them were wailing in pain on the ground. As for Chen Xiaopang and Zhang Shuiling's parents, they were kneeling on the ground with blank expressions. Naturally, some of them were cursing at us.
Blind Chen coughed twice and then said: "People wake up after being beaten a few times, and ghosts need to be beaten several times before they run away. If Uncle Chen can beat these little ones, I'm afraid there will be people blocking the way in front of the grave. That's not Xiaoliu Village." These ignorant villagers are probably your grandfather's old friends, and they will all depend on you then."
My heart trembled slightly, I nodded heavily and didn't ask blind man Chen any more questions. He has said everything he can.
Likewise, I didn't look behind me anymore. Those people were destined to never be protected by my grandfather's remaining shadow.
The car entered Neiyang City from the suburbs and continued towards the Feng Shui land where Zhang Jiugua was buried, Huilong Guzu.
When it was approaching midnight, we finally passed the toll station outside the corridor and the car stopped beside the path.
Further inside are barren grasslands and several familiar mountains!
The mountains turn sharply and hard. One mountain has several peaks of different heights. One mountain turns into several mountains. It can be called Huilong Guzu!
Climb to a high place and dig deep into the golden well.
Gold ascends to the water tomb and ascends to the sand!
An idea suddenly came to my mind. Grandpa was buried here, and with a chestnut coffin, he would definitely be a good corpse.
It was already close to the grave, and the villagers got off the car one by one to carry the coffin.
I walked ahead and led the way, expecting some danger to happen.
Unexpectedly, there were no sneaky people or weird things here...
On the contrary, there were a lot of paper bundles piled up near the mountain.
Could it be wreaths, paper-made houses, sedan chairs, or paper-made servants...
The colorful cardboard boxes are filled with paper ingots!
Even those who were tied with paper were all kneeling on the ground, as if they were sending grandpa off...
When we sent grandpa for burial, basically everyone came out, and grandma and the others followed us in another car.
Carrying the coffin up the mountain, they also walked behind.
At this moment, she also walked behind me and sighed: "Your grandfather's abuse of kindness in his life has also brought you a lot of trouble. After all, no one will block the way on this last journey. Sending some wreaths and ingots can be regarded as theirs." So grateful."
I had a rough guess. When grandma said this, I completely understood the reason.
I had climbed this mountain once before and was familiar with it. I went straight to the top of the mountain.
No accidents occurred during this period.
Blind Chen was originally worried that his grandfather might have "old friends" blocking his way, but in the end it was just those paper bundles to see him off.
After arriving at the top of the mountain, I chose another auspicious site next to Zhang Jiugua's tomb. I still dug a deep gold well and prepared to bury my grandfather.
And I also found a place nearby with less feng shui, and had someone dig a grave to bury my dad.
Huilong Guzu's golden well could bury two people, so it was already fully utilized.
My father was buried at the feet of my grandfather, and he was buried in an orderly manner. He landed at my grandfather's feet, which was considered abiding by the rules.
At about the end of the Chou period, that is, at three o'clock in the morning, two coffins were finally buried.
A big stone fell in my heart!
After kowtowing to my grandfather and father respectively, grandma sat beside my grandfather’s grave and murmured in a low voice.
I took out the photocopied House Sutras, Nine Arts of Yin Sheng, and Burying Shadows and Viewing Mountains and burned them in front of Zhang Jiugua's grave.
The flames burned extremely fiercely, and the flames quickly devoured every inch of the three books.
Within a few minutes, the three books were completely burned to ashes.
I also kowtowed to Zhang Jiugua’s grave and asked him and my grandfather and brother to reminisce about the past, so that we would not be lonely if we were with each other in the future.
I got up and prepared to greet everyone to come down the mountain.
The result was a soft snap.
The long wooden box hanging on my body actually fell down.
There is a golden abacus in the long wooden box. For a long time, unless I have to take it off when something big happens, I never leave it!
At this moment, the strap of the long wooden box was broken. The wooden box lay flat on the ground, and the lid was also thrown off.
The golden abacus was exposed to the moonlight, reflecting little golden light.
The bead forming a hexagram...
But this hexagram is actually the same hexagram that Zhang Jiugua gave me before he was buried.
The earth is Kun, the hexagram of the six Yin Yao!
No one dared to say anything, and Xu Shiyu, who was behind me, was also cautious. She originally wanted to pull me, but she put down her hand.
I looked at the golden abacus intently.
Only then did I realize that the hexagrams are not exactly the six Yin Yao...
Because except for the first line and the sixth line of frost, the hexagrams that know that the ice is coming are normal, but the rest of the hexagrams are all in chaos...
I was startled, and a possibility came to my mind...
Could it be said that it is actually at this time that this hexagram is fulfilled?
At that time, I thought that Mr. Yin came to me, and since I had been to Ji Niang Mountain, the first line was fulfilled.
After that, I also slightly changed my way of doing things according to the hexagrams.
But now that the abacus has come to fruition, the hexagrams truly tell me that the first line has only come now!
At this moment, Xu Shiyu suddenly said uneasily: "Sixteen...Why is this tomb cracked? Then why is there a severed hand?"
