I nodded to show that I understood.
What they feel now is even worse than mine.
If the cause can be found by digging graves, I think I might not wait for outsiders to come and dig up all the graves in the ancestral graves by myself. It doesn’t matter whether you are filial or not, just dig it first and then talk about it!
And now I finally understand why it is so obvious that Xie Chuanyin is the culprit, but the reason why the villagers are reluctant to take action is because no matter how bad Xie Chuanyin is, he will not let Xie Chuanyin die without his descendants, right?
Therefore, in the villagers' inherent concept, since Xie Bugui is also in this 'curse', then the ghost most likely cannot be Xie Chuanyin. In addition, there are rules here about not digging ancestral graves and not attacking people of the same clan. If I were a villager, I would not dare to doubt Xie Chuanyin.
But the more this happens, the more curious I am about Xie Chuanyin's coffin. Because I really can't imagine what other motives he might have to do such a thing.
Of course, if it is really him lying in the coffin, although it is extremely unlikely, but if it is true, it means that Zhang Hazi and I were wrong in our guess. There is someone else behind this, and things will not be the same. Become completely uncontrollable.
And Zhang Hazi and I will also completely fall into a dead end.
Zhang Hazi obviously thought more than me. He asked if he was returning and said, "Have you never thought about moving out of the village?"
Xie Bugui said nothing, but pointed to several graves on the other side of the ridge.
I looked at it and found that it was a normal grave, nothing special about it.
He said that those eight tombs were those who moved out of the village to start families and start businesses. Without exception, they all died mysteriously and were moved back to their ancestral tombs from other places.
Looking at the eight tombs, I felt an inexplicable anger rising in my chest. I couldn't help but curse in a low voice, what kind of bullshit village is this? In the village, the offspring would not live to be three years old; if they were not in the village, they would die. Wouldn't it be better to just massacre the village?
After I finished cursing, I knew I had lost my composure, apologized to Xie Bugui, and stood alone sulking.
Xie Bugui patted me on the shoulder. I thought his gesture was strange. It wasn't a fire-making gesture or a fire-extinguishing gesture, it was just an ordinary shoulder-patting gesture. I don't know if he did it intentionally or not. Anyway, it had no effect on the flames on my shoulders, so I didn't care.
But after being slapped twice by him, I calmed down a lot, so I told him, don’t be offended by the harsh words. This at least means that only the people in your village will die if they move out, but their wives and children will still survive. Yes.
Xie Bugui shook his head and said, just because they didn't move into the ancestral grave, it doesn't mean they lived to the end.
I'm a little scared, tell me, what do you mean...?
He pointed to this side of the ridge and said, just like them, the man died soon after.
When I heard this, the anger I had suppressed suddenly came up again.
In my opinion, it is human nature to pursue love and start a family. As a result, I don’t know which bastard did this kind of ‘destroying human desire’ thing. It’s a terrible death!
Before I could spread the flames, Xie Bugui said again, and if these people go out, without exception, they will not have any heirs.
In other words, if you live outside the village, not only will you not have any descendants, but you will also risk your own life?
After thinking about this, I suddenly became shaken by the idea that Xie Chuanyin was a traitor.
Because in my opinion, no matter how heinous Xie Chuanyin was, he would not attack his own grandson.
No, I have no way of confirming that Xie Chuanyin attacked Xie Bugui!
So I asked Xie Bugui, have you ever been married? Do you have children?
Xie Bugui said, after all these lessons learned, do you think I dare to get married? How is this marriage? Isn't this harmful? Besides, our village is famous now, how can any girl dare to marry in and risk her life?
This is a fact. No matter how remote Xiejia Village is, the women who marry in have families. After their families publicize it, no one in this originally remote village is willing to marry.
In this case, I suspect that Xie Chuanyin's thoughts are even more shaken. Because even if he didn't harm Xie Bugui, the current environment in the village is like this. No woman is willing to marry in. Wouldn't Xie Bugui still be a bachelor in the end?
And Xie Bugui would definitely not dare to hide his identity and get married outside, because if he is not careful, he may be dead. I don't think Xie Bugui dares to take this risk.
The above two points can basically determine that Xie Chuanyin will have no children for the rest of his life if he does not return. This means that Xie Chuanyin will have no children. Could it be that he does not care about such an ending?
Zhang Hazi said that he might have only targeted that group of people at that time, and that other people should be responsible for what happened later.
If that's the case, then I feel much better. But why he wanted to kill his own clan is still a mystery.
I calmed down my complicated emotions, turned around and took a look at the village without women and children, then took steps towards the top of the mountain.
When Zhang Hazi and I arrived at the top of the mountain, we found that the young people had already set up their posture, as if they were about to start digging graves at the given order.
Zhang Hazi pretended to be calm and looked around the grave. He deliberately stretched out his hand to touch here and there, knocking here and there, and then took out a copper coin from his mouth, which made the gravediggers all excited. After holding it in his mouth and making sure not to talk while digging the grave, everyone was allowed to take action.
Because there were many young people coming, and all of them were holding their breath, when Zhang Hazi gave the order, the first group of people worked hard to dig. After a while, the second group of people came with copper coins in their mouths. He changed his hands and started tossing back and forth like this, so that the speed of digging the grave never slowed down. Soon he heard a dull sound, which was the sound of the hoe hitting the coffin board.
Because Xie Chuanyin's grave was also buried in a joint tomb, and Xie Bugui's grandmother was buried next to it, but this matter had nothing to do with his grandmother, so everyone was very careful when digging the grave, specifically avoiding the sealing soil and the tomb itself. It only involves Xie Chuanyin's side.
It should be mentioned here that a joint burial tomb is the same as a fortune teller who usually deceives people by reading palms. The man is on the left and the woman is on the right, so Xie Chuanyin’s coffin is on the left side of the tomb.
After knocking on the coffin board, another group of people took over, and in a few clicks they peeled away the sealing soil on the coffin, revealing the main body of the coffin.
Before going up the mountain, these people had prepared logs and thick ropes, and their movements were very skillful. I once thought that they had practiced countless times in private, just waiting for such a practical opportunity.
After the coffin was brought up, Zhang Hazi did not play tricks this time. Instead, he poked me with a bamboo stick and signaled me to make preparations for opening the coffin.
I also knew the seriousness of the matter, so I walked to the coffin, reached out and slapped each of my shoulders three times. Then I staggered my left and right feet, assumed a gang-step posture, bent down to bow, and bowed three times to the coffin. , then stretched out his hand to touch the lower edge of the coffin, and walked around the coffin.
During this process, I was feeling whether there was corpse aura under the coffin, and I was using my fingertips to feel the location of the descendants’ nails. Before I even finished walking around, I felt as if something was weighing heavily on the shoulder of the hand touching the coffin. It's so suppressed that it's as difficult as climbing to the sky if you want to take another step forward.
I didn't dare to look back, I just tilted my head slightly and glanced out of the corner of my eye. I only saw a pair of cloth shoes embroidered with red peonies, stepping on my shoulders impartially.
I hurriedly retracted my hand, but as soon as I retracted it halfway, a white arm stretched out from the coffin and clasped my wrist tightly, squeezing my bones until it hurt, making it difficult for me to move even an inch!
At the same time, my eyes gradually turned dark. It was not that the sun had set, but a patch of dark hair blocking my face! The hair stretched longer and longer, until I saw the purple forehead, I knew that this was the person standing on my shoulder, bending down to look at me...
