Qinglian's eldest sister said before she died that Qinglian was buried in a mass grave, two miles southwest of the Zhao family's ancestral grave. The Zhao family's ancestral tomb is outside the village. If he wants to see Qinglian's tomb, he has to go back again.
I have to go back. I don’t know when or what month I will come back. Maybe I will never come back. I have to go to Qinglian’s grave to take a look and say a few words.
Zhao Chuan has never been to the mass graves, but he knows about the Zhao family's ancestral graves.
Zhao Chuan found some edible wild fruits in the mountains to satisfy his hunger, and returned out of the mountain pass when he had strength.
It was early in the morning and few people were entering the mountain. He looked around as he walked and approached the Zhao family's ancestral grave.
Not far from the Zhao family's ancestral grave, Zhao Chuan suddenly noticed that there were many figures moving around in the ancestral grave, as if they were all busy working.
Zhao Chuan was startled, thought about it and immediately understood, and felt angry: It belongs to his uncle! These gangsters must have gone too far to deceive people. After destroying the Zhao family, they also dug up other people's ancestral graves. It is said that a person's fate is determined by the characters of one grave, two bedrooms and three or eight characters. Even if there are any remaining descendants of the Zhao family, they will have to finish it. This is The evil belt is smoking to the extreme!
Zhao Chuan immediately became extremely angry and furious. Thinking that he had learned some new martial arts, he ignored his great-grandfather's previous instructions to be patient. He let go of his legs and ran towards the ancestral graves. He was so angry that he wanted to fight these evil people to the death.
Zhao Chuan ran closer and realized that those people did not come to dig graves, but to bury them, because they dug a big hole in an open space and piled the excavated soil high.
Zhao Chuan calmed down a little, then ducked into a forest near the ancestral grave. He got closer and observed carefully. He determined that these people were burying the grave and were nearing the end. They were now throwing the corpses on the truck into the pit one by one.
After careful identification, those who worked were all retail investors from outside the village, and they were not members of the Zhao, Zhang, and Sun families.
Seeing that these Zhao family members were thrown into a pit without even a coffin after their death, Zhao Chuan was extremely sad. He had been getting along with these Zhao family members since he was a child. Although he did not even have much contact with his biological parents, Being in love for a long time is not without any emotion. Zhao Chuan bit his fist and controlled himself not to cry.
Most of the migrant farmers in this village are tenants who rent the fields of the Zhao, Zhang, and Sun families.
This group of farmers worked very perfunctorily. They buried the Zhao family hastily and left. They probably came to work on their own initiative.
After the burying people left, Zhao Chuan hurriedly left the woods and came to the grave. When he arrived, he discovered that two large graves had been dug. It was estimated that there were too many corpses and they were divided into two.
Zhao Chuan couldn't tell which grave contained his biological parents, so he had to kneel down and kowtow in front of the two graves, gritting his teeth and swearing that he would avenge them if he had the chance in the future.
Zhao Chuan did not dare to stay longer. He knelt down for a moment and left in a hurry. He didn't even have any money for incense and candles, so he could only pay his respects.
After leaving the Zhao family ancestor's cemetery, Zhao Chuan figured out the direction and hurried towards a small hill that looked dark in the distance.
Zhao Chuan heard from a teacher at a private school that the mass graves are called "gang" because they are mostly located on high ground such as hills and hills. This is because the people buried there are all ghosts who have no owners or have died young, and they have great resentment. I was afraid that something evil would happen in the future, so I chose some high places with high yang to reduce the yin energy.
When Zhao Chuan arrived at the Graveyard, the sun was already very high, but he was really shocked by the sight in front of him.
In Zhao Chuan's mind, although he had never been to a place like this, he thought that this mass grave was just a perfunctory burial place, but he didn't expect that it was ridiculously perfunctory.
Under the small hill, white bones and thin broken coffin boards could be seen everywhere.
Looking up, there are graves all over the mountain, large and small, with lumps oozing out like toad skin. There are also a few wild dogs scratching at something halfway up the slope, and the sounds of biting and fighting can be heard from time to time.
Zhao Chuan suppressed his nausea and walked around the hill, but did not see any new graves.
It seems that the Chen family buried Qinglian in a mass grave. This shows that the Chen family still cares about their children and buried them high to prevent rainwater erosion and wild dogs.
Zhao Chuan climbed up. It was easy to find the new tomb. There was a new tomb at the top, and there were two large bouquets of colorful paper flowers in front of the tomb.
Qinglian liked flowers very much, and Zhao Chuan knew that this was Qinglian's grave.
It's just that Qinglian's tomb is semi-underground. Because the hills are full of stones, it is not easy to carve out a grave pit. Therefore, some of the coffins on the ground are made of large and small stones.
However, the workers were too sloppy and cut corners seriously. In some places, coffin wood can still be seen through the cracks in the stones.
Seeing such a situation, Zhao Chuan did not complain. On the contrary, he sighed: Alas, this is a mass grave. It would be nice to have this. Compared with when he came from the Zhao family's ancestral grave just now, Qinglian's grave was already well buried. At least there is a coffin, even a thin-skinned one.
When people are poor, having a thatched shed is better than staying in the dew.
"Sister Qinglian! I'm here to see you! Sister Qinglian..." Zhao Chuan sat down in front of the grave and howled loudly, which frightened several wild dogs on the slope to look up.
There have been so many changes in the past two days. Zhao Chuan's heart is filled with complicated emotions and he is extremely blocked.
Zhao Chuan howled twice, feeling that it was not enough to vent his emotions, so he picked up a stone and hit another big stone on the ground: "Sister Qinglian! Why are you dead again? Didn't I help you suck out the snake venom?" Are you ready? I carried you to the hospital again, and the master gave you medicine. Even my junior sister said you were fine when you returned home. Are they lying to me or are their medical skills incompetent?..."
"Sister Qinglian, Sister Qinglian! Why don't you keep your word? Didn't you say you would be my wife? You came to lie to me too..."
"Sister Qinglian, sister Qinglian! You don't want to die, why don't you get up and talk to me? When you die, I won't even have anyone to talk to. Get up! Sister Qinglian, you don't want to die!..." Zhao Chuan banged the rocks and howled loudly and lowly.
After wailing for a moment, Zhao Chuan felt that something was wrong. He had never been like this in front of the graves of his biological parents just now. To do this to a woman with whom he only had a physical relationship, wouldn't it mess up the dignity of the spleen? Wouldn't people say that this is a matter of valuing the privacy of children? If love does not value etiquette and filial piety, shouldn't it be laughed at by others if it spreads?
Zhao Chuan stopped talking and looked around. Then he shook his head and smiled bitterly. This is a barren mountain with graves, no one is laughing at it.
But Zhao Chuan's wry smile immediately froze, and he clearly heard a faint lamentation: "Zhao Chuan, sister, I want to talk to you..."
Zhao Chuan was startled, who was talking? Where did the human voice come from?
Zhao Chuan looked around, no one there? Could it be that I have been emotionally disturbed these past few days and have hallucinations?
"Zhao Chuan, come on, my sister is suffocated down there..." After a moment, the voice came clearly into Zhao Chuan's ears again.
This time Zhao Chuan really heard it. It was either an illusion or someone was clearly talking, and the voice sounded very much like Qinglian!
But where are the people? Zhao Chuan got up from the ground and looked around again. Above the head, the big sun hangs in the sky. The mountains are surrounded by large areas of farmland on the north, south, east and south sides, and there are a few faint figures of farmers working in the distance.
The wind was blowing softly on the hills, and the wild dogs halfway up the slope were still scratching and biting each other, but there was nothing else...
"Could it be...could it be that what I just heard was the ghost of Qinglian underground calling me?" Thinking of this, Zhao Chuan's scalp couldn't help but tingle. Isn't it possible that this could happen under the scorching sun in broad daylight?
"Could it be that...could it be that after learning Grandpa's skills, I could hear the voices of ghosts in the underworld?" Zhao Chuan began to think wildly.
This is also unlikely. If it had this function, those relatives who died unjustly at the Zhao family's ancestral grave just now would have said a lot of things to me.
"Zhao Chuan, what are you doing standing still? My sister is about to die of suffocation... Get her out of here!" The voice came again, in a much stern tone.
Zhao Chuan finally heard where the sound came from: it was Qinglian’s grave in front of him!
"Qinglian~Sister! Don't scare me..." Zhao Chuan spoke with a trembling voice, "I am trying my best to save you. In the hospital, the master said you were fine, but I didn't know you would not be able to do it again after you returned home. ...You can’t blame me.”
"I don't blame you... Zhao Chuan, come quickly."
"No, no! Don't pester me, Sister Qinglian! I can't die. My revenge has not been avenged. I can't go down to accompany you now..." To say that I am not afraid is to lie. The grave itself is scary. What's more, there were voices coming from inside.
"Silly boy... I'm not dead yet! Dig me out quickly, or your sister will really suffocate to death..." Qinglian was angry and anxious in the grave, "Hurry up, or she will really turn into a ghost. Go pinch you!"
Zhao Chuan was stunned for a moment, then he immediately reacted, "Oh!" he said twice, and quickly used his hands and feet to push and kick the stones piled up on the tomb.
Soon, Zhao Chuan removed the stones piled on the coffin, and the entire coffin lid was exposed.
The average coffin is five or six fingers thick, and the thin-skinned coffin is also two or three fingers thick. This coffin is simply the thinnest of thin skins, not even one finger thick. Zhao Chuan grabbed the coffin lid with both hands and pushed it with a click. Flip in half. It is probably the result of the Chen family being eager to bury the body and hurriedly sending people to make it quickly.
"Oh, my mother, I can see the sun..." Qinglian shouted the moment the coffin board was lifted off, but the dazzling sunlight immediately closed her eyes tightly.
Zhao Chuan was so excited that he quickly took off the other half of the coffin lid. It had to be said that this coffin was too poor. Not to mention the thin skin, the workmanship was also sloppy. There were gaps in the joints. It was simply a piece of poor quality wood. box. Fortunately, this was the case, otherwise Qinglian would have suffocated to death due to lack of oxygen due to the seal.
After completely lifting the coffin lid, Zhao Chuan looked at Qinglian carefully and saw Qinglian lying in the coffin wearing a red wedding dress. She covered her eyes with one hand and held half a piece of bread in front of her chest in the other hand. , two bare feet underneath, embroidered shoes thrown aside.
"Why is the buried person dressed and styled like this?" Zhao Chuan looked a little puzzled and thought to himself.
"Silly thing, why don't you pull me up quickly?" Qinglian complained when Zhao Chuan didn't move for a long time.
"Oh!" Zhao Chuan reacted and hurriedly bent down to pull Qinglian out of the coffin, but Qinglian screamed, saying that her feet hurt!
After Zhao Chuan checked, he found that one of Qinglian's finger bones was broken. He thought it was caused by kicking the coffin, so he had to carefully pull Qinglian and sit in the coffin.
Qinglian sat in the coffin and slowly opened the cracks in the palms covering her eyes. After her eyes adapted to the light of the sun, she lowered her hands.
"Oh, I'm not dead, why were you buried?" Qinglian sat in the coffin, stretched her head and looked around and said, "I clearly remember that your master revived me in the hospital, and then I was Sent home."
