Du Jun put in a lot of effort and found out a lot of valuable things, and then said:
"I drank too much of Zhao Zhiguo yesterday afternoon, and this guy told me something strange. He happened to catch up with Old Leitou the day before he died. Maybe it was a flashback, because Old Lei was quite sober that day.
"I was able to crawl in the house. I secretly discussed something with Lei Qiang. I died the next day. I sent messages quietly. I didn't know the rules of their family. I didn't wear a single piece of clothing." "
Du Jun lowered his voice.
"Not many people know about this. Lao Zhao also drank too much and didn't keep his mouth shut. He also repeatedly stressed that I should not spread the news. It is too embarrassing. It is the only one in the world to be buried naked."
Wrapped in yellow cloth, sent in a hurry?
My heart was shaken, and I remembered a kind of evil magic that my grandfather had mentioned. Could it be true? No wonder grandpa took it so seriously and went to great lengths to deal with it for them, and even dragged me into it three years later.
"Hey, why are you so dazed? Since this person named Lei is not a good person, we two brothers will fool around tomorrow and get back the things grandpa buried. If we ask for more money, we will go back as soon as possible. We will not follow this person named Lei in the future. Come and go.”
When Du Jun saw me thinking silently, he thought I was worried about tomorrow.
"I'm afraid I can't fool you. I looked at the grave today and there is something fishy in it. Something might happen tomorrow. We need to be more careful." I shook my head while fiddling with the five copper coins.
"Don't rush forward when the grave is opened tomorrow. Arrange manpower for me at the rear. If there is any danger, Lei Qiang and the others will definitely not be able to count on it. It will all depend on you then."
"Don't worry, I've got everything ready." Du Jun patted his bulging waist.
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On the fifth day, we got up as soon as the rooster crowed, and a large group of people followed behind.
Today's scene is not small. The relatives of the Lei family, the villagers who helped, and some people who seemed to be watching the fun did not understand what was so good about moving the grave.
When we arrived about ten meters away from the grave, Wang Banxian led some people to stop moving forward, and I directed the others to form a formation.
The nine people who were born in the year of the chicken poured well water mixed with realgar and poured a large circle nine meters around the tomb. Except for the nine people who were born in the year of the dragon, the rest of the people stood outside.
After the circle was drawn, the grass around the tomb began to wilt, as if it had been drained of life, and insects continued to emerge from the ground and crawl out.
I am fully armed today, with a mahogany cane on my waist, five copper coins in my arms, and a Vajra Zhengyang Talisman in my hand.
Most of the people around me looked at me with awe, and of course some looked at me with contempt and ridicule, thinking that I was a charlatan.
Wang Banxian cleared his throat and shouted: "The time has come, prepare to open the coffin."
With a solemn expression on my face, I solemnly bowed three times to the sun, clasped my palms together, and held the Vajra Zhengyang Talisman in my hand on my chest.
Our sect worships the Yan Emperor Shennong, who is not only the ancestor of Chinese herbal medicine, but also the legendary sun god.
According to the ancestral teachings of our master, all things in the world are inseparable from yin and yang, good and evil. What we pay attention to is to use righteousness to overcome evil, and use yang to suppress yin. Before dealing with evil and evil things, we must first worship the sun.
After worshiping the sun, I lit the Zhengyang Talisman in my hand, and a burst of hot air immediately gushes out from my Dantian, spreading through my chest, dividing my shoulders, and reaching the top of my head. My forehead and shoulders began to feel hot, as if I were holding three oil lamps.
This is called a life-seeking fire, also called a sun-lighting lantern.
Human beings are the spirits of all things. They are born with three bright lamps, one on top of the head and one on both sides, to protect themselves from evil spirits.
The more Yang Qi there is, the better the luck will be, and the brighter the life lamp will be. On the contrary, if the light is dim, it means bad luck and the person is weak.
The old people often say: When a person dies, the lamp goes out, which refers to the Yang lamp.
In addition to protecting the body, the Yang Lantern also serves as a warning: if the light weakens, it proves that evil spirits have invaded the body. If the light goes out, it means that you are in a very dangerous situation and you must get out as soon as possible.
I finally took a deep breath toward the east, turned around and waved, "Excavate."
Those nine good guys have been holding back their energy for a long time. Normally, no one would be willing to do such an unlucky thing as digging graves, but the Lei family has money. Each person has three big unity cards, not counting tobacco and alcohol. They are digging in the dirt. For farmers, it is like gold and ingots falling from the sky.
In particular, there are several beautiful little girls from the Lei family present, and these are as if they have been given a shot of blood. The leader is none other than my good buddy Zhao DaDa.
He was called back by Zhao Zhiguo the day before yesterday. We got the news about Daerge on the second day after he came to Guyingzi.
As expected, this tiger head did not enter high school and worked part-time at a pig-killing farm in the county, which was considered successful in his studies.
This made Du Jun and I very happy. We hadn’t seen each other since high school, so we immediately encouraged Lei Qiang to find him and told him that Zhao DaDa was a hot-blooded man who used knives every day, which was perfect for relocating the tomb. .
This was a no-brainer for Lei Qiang, who casually bought Zhao DaDa with thirty yuan.
After the three of us met, we hugged each other tightly. Zhao Shitou, who was tall and tall, had red eyes. He chatted with us for half the night.
Talking about what happened when he was a child, Daudao'er even got emotional. He touched his head and sighed: "I really miss that time in the village! When I save some money, I can go back to the village to honor my master, and then I can apologize to Ma Li. I want to I think I felt sorry for him at the beginning.
"Oh, I wonder how she is doing now..."
Looking at his lewd expression, you can tell that he must have something wrong with Ma Li.
Du Jun patted him on the shoulder: "How dare you! It's okay. I'm telling you, after you finish the work for Lao Lei's house, you will have money. Let alone go back to see Ma Li, you are not even close to her." question."
Du Jun was trying to trick him, but Zhao DaDa took it seriously. He was more anxious than us in the past two days and wanted to finish the work immediately, take the money and leave.
After hearing my order, he spit into the palm of his hand twice, yelled and took the lead.
Nine shovels flew up and down, leveling the grave in a moment. In a short while, they dug down a foot and a half.
Zhao DaDang slowed down and looked up. In the past, burials were very particular. Usually, the coffin was sunk six feet six inches underground, which is 1.56 meters. It is said that the coffin should have been seen by this depth.
Lei Qiang was a little worried: "The burial was not that deep at that time. Did the coffin sink?"
Zhao Zhiguo wiped the sweat from his head: "Yes, I was still the one carrying the coffin when they were buried? Logically it should be exposed!"
The people who were digging the graves were sweating. There was no wind at all. The sun was shining brightly, but they felt damp and sultry.
puff!
There was a muffled sound under the shovel, as if something had been dug through.
Poof, poof!
Two more sounds.
Several people stopped moving, and Zhao boldly scratched his head: "The knife, Uncle Qiang, seems to be empty underneath. It seems that the coffin has been dug through?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Are you stupid? The coffin is made of wood, how can it be damaged by digging? I'm stupid enough to do your job."
Zhao Zhiguo cursed, even though he is a distant relative, he still has a little prestige among these younger generations? Except for Lei Qiang, he is the only one who can control these people.
"Uncle Guo, I'm really not talking nonsense. It's really empty down there. Don't you believe it?" Zhao Dadan just said two sentences, and the sand under his feet began to slide left and right like running water.
No, what's going on?
Several grave diggers hurriedly climbed up and stood behind me.
Wow!
The sand slid down quickly, and a round dirt bag appeared, covering an area of about two meters, like a large pot lid buckled in a pit. There were faint white smoke coming out from several places in the middle, which should be the gaps where the shovel was shoveled.
I frowned, turned around and asked, "Mr. Lei, when you buried someone, did you build a roof on the coffin?"
Lei Qiang's expression changed a long time ago. He and Zhao Zhiguo looked at each other and said angrily: "Definitely not. The coffin was lowered normally. What kind of bastard did this? How dare you put it in my father's grave..."
Before he could finish speaking.
Click!
There was a loud noise in the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck down on a sunny day and landed on the earthbag. The sudden thunder and lightning made people's ears numb, and some timid people sat on the ground with their legs weak in fear.
The earth bag was shattered by the blow, and a large red coffin was exposed in the splash of soil. It was densely covered with huge ants, half the size of a little finger, with red heads and black bodies. Each ant held a piece in its mouth. Yellow soil squirmed on the coffin lid.
In the middle of the coffin lid stood a yellow clay statue more than half a foot high. When the ants saw the light shining in from above their heads, wow...like a defeated skirmisher, they crawled along the coffin into the soil, and small pieces of tiny particles fell behind them. of yellow mud.
It seems that the clay statue was built by ants bit by bit using soil in their mouths.
