Just before dawn, Zhou Qiao drove the body to a back mountain. He vaguely saw a village in the morning mist, with more than a dozen houses scattered at the foot of the mountain. The morning air was very refreshing, mixed with the smell of vegetation. , from a distance, there are a few people's smoke floating up, washing away the fatigue.
It's like a paradise here, making people relax involuntarily.
The trip was close to its destination, and he planned to take a rest here. Since he didn't want to disturb the villagers, Zhou Qiao hid the body in a cave nearby, used secret methods to reinforce its three souls and seven souls, and after covering it, Walking along the mountain road to the village, there were several houses in the village where people were probably making breakfast. He walked to the door of a house and knocked on the door, bang! Boom! Boom! Several times, after a while
"Who is it?" An old voice came from inside the house, and then the door was opened, revealing an old man with gray hair and wrinkles on his face. When he saw Zhou Qiao in front of him, the old man was slightly startled: "Who are you looking for?"
"Excuse me, old man. I'm a hiker passing by. I'm a little tired and want to take a rest here. I wonder if it's convenient..." Zhou Qiao said.
"Of course! Please come in!" The old man warmly greeted Zhou Qiao into the house.
Entering the main room, Zhou Qiao saw a long table and two chairs, as well as a worn-out bowl and a pair of clean chopsticks.
"Young man, what's your name?" the old man asked with a smile.
"My surname is Zhou, which means Qiao." Zhou Qiao replied.
"Young man, it's heavy morning dew and the weather is cold. Quickly drink a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up. Very few outsiders come to our village. You drink first..." The old man went to the kitchen and brought up the freshly prepared breakfast. A pot of porridge and a plate of pickles were very poor and simple. The old man went to get a pair of bowls and chopsticks and asked Zhou Qiao to eat.
Looking at the breakfast on the table, Zhou Qiao didn't dislike it at all. He ate it a few times and chatted with the old man while eating.
The old man introduced: "My surname is Pan, and this village is called Panshi Village. People from the She tribe, you can just call me Grandpa Pan. People living here have lived here for generations and make a living by picking yams, growing tea, and occasionally hunting. What you just drank is the black tea produced in this mountain."
Zhou Qiao did not expect that there were She people living here. He listened to the old man slowly talking about the customs and folk customs here;
The She people generally practice monogamy and generally do not marry within the same surname. Intermarriage is mostly carried out among the four surnames of Pan, Lan, Lei and Zhong within the tribe, and they do not intermarry with outsiders. The women of the She people here are good at embroidery, and the men are good at growing tea and weaving. , Every year on March 3rd of the lunar calendar, She people dye black rice to worship their ancestors, which is called "Wufan Festival", commonly known as "Shangsi Festival".
It is a traditional festival of She people. Every day on this day, men and women of the She ethnic group go out in groups to "outing", collect black leaves, prepare black rice, remember their ancestors, and give the black rice to relatives and friends to wish for a good harvest. Each clan of the She ethnic group has an ancestral stick, the ancestral stick. It is carved with a dragon head, which is the main symbol of the She people's totem belief. The legend of "Panhu", which is widely circulated among the She people in various places, is also a relic of the She people's totem belief.
The old man and the young man chatted for a long time. Zhou Qiao did not reveal his identity as a corpse exorcist. He only said that he came from the south and made a lot of vague and vague remarks.
Grandpa Pan didn't have much doubt about Zhou Qiao's words. He only said that the young man was very brave to dare to walk in this deep mountain and old forest at such a young age!
Zhou Qiao asked Grandpa Pan some things about Panshi Village, and helped the old man do some chores within his ability. After finishing his work, he found a chair and closed his eyes to relax...
Until the evening, Zhou Qiao said goodbye to Grandpa Pan. He secretly drew a peace talisman for the old man. It was similar to the Five Thunder Talisman in Maoshan Taoism. It also had the function of attracting wealth, protecting the house, exorcising evil spirits and keeping peace. He placed it on the table. Press with a bowl.
After returning to the cave where he kept the body, he was now able to confirm that the mountain range he was in belonged to Jiangxi. He estimated that he would be able to reach his destination by driving through the mountain road for one more night. Finally, he had hope and set out on the road to drive the body again. Unexpectedly, It started to rain lightly in the middle of the night. Zhou Qiao put a raincoat on the body to barely get wet. He also put on a raincoat. As he reached his destination, the mountain road became more difficult to navigate. This kind of ghost weather was really terrible.
Zhou Qiao estimated that he would have to wait until tomorrow to see the sun, and it might rain. He would definitely not be able to continue on his way tonight. He simply found a sheltered place to stop, preparing to wait until the rain stopped before setting off.
Lightning flashed across the sky, dark clouds covered the sky, and the rain became heavier. It rained and crackled on the ground, and waves splashed on the water. Zhou Qiao looked at the dark night with a myriad of thoughts...
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps in the distance interrupted Zhou Qiao's thoughts. Zhou Qiao quickly picked up the copper bell and shook it twice, shouting:
"Yin people pass through and Yang people avoid it."
The sound spread far away in the dark night, and the footsteps in the distance suddenly stopped, then turned around and ran away quickly. Zhou Qiao only heard him shouting as he ran, "Mom, where did the corpse removal artist come from in this place? He almost didn't get scared." Die..." The voice sounded like a middle-aged man's accent, possibly a nearby forest guard.
Hearing the man's complaints gradually disappear, Zhou Qiao put away the bell and continued to sit on the ground to rest and wait for the rain to stop.
It was late at night, and it was so quiet that nothing could be heard except the chirping of insects and the rustling of raindrops. The sudden arrival of people disturbed Zhou Qiao from sleep. He could only sit up again and stare at the dark night. After watching it for a long time...
Unknowingly, the rain stopped and the morning sun rose. The golden sunshine shone on the entire mountain peak. Zhou Qiao stood up and put away the raincoat. The body had gradually begun to smell of decay. At noon, he finally Arrived at destination.
In an ordinary village, Zhou Qiao found the family based on the address and explained the reason. The family obviously knew what Zhou Qiao did. They took another look at the corpses following them and burst into tears. Apparently they recognized their dead relatives. The family behind them Zhou Qiao handed the body to the other party. Originally, the family wanted to ask Zhou Qiao to help with the burial. Zhou Qiao was too tired to refuse, so he was placed in a room next to him to rest. The family hired a Taoist priest who specialized in performing rituals to play and beat. hold a funeral,
After the funeral, Zhou Qiao said goodbye to the family and returned to Xiangxi alone. The journey back was much easier. There was no need to continue walking on the mountain road. Zhou Qiao looked at the 30,000 yuan he had just received and prepared to go shopping in Jingdezhen, which is not far away. This trip is not in vain.
Jingdezhen in Jiangxi is about 30 kilometers away from the village. Zhou Qiao took that old-fashioned bus with big and small curves all the way. , I was also dizzy, and it took me a while to recover.
Jingdezhen is an ancient city with very narrow streets. Various items are sold everywhere on the street. Most of them are wooden or ceramic vessels, and some are bamboo and wooden products, but the prices are horrifyingly expensive. Zhou Qiao decided to go there first. Buy a few changes of clothes, and then find a hotel to stay.
Hotels in Jingdezhen are relatively cheap, only 50 yuan a night. This is because the hotel is facing the street. Zhou Qiao spent 80 yuan to rent one night. Although it was a bit expensive, the environment was not bad and the bed was very soft. It was quite comfortable to sleep alone.
