The crazy woman looked at Wang Dalong and said, "Go and bring me your baby's favorite piece of clothing. By the way, grab a handful of dirt in front of the threshold of the house."
Wang Fei's father was still a little hesitant, but the village chief patted him: "Listen to her first and go ahead."
So Wang Dalong ran back to his house, took a piece of sportswear that Wang Fei liked to wear the most during his lifetime, and filled a small bowl with half a bowl of dirt in front of the door.
The crazy woman reached out and dug around in her pockets - her clothes were all full of pockets, and she looked like a disciple of a beggar gang in a TV series.
He took out a writing brush and asked Wang Dalong to hold it.
She used her thumb and index finger to gently hold the brush barrel.
"Wu Wa'er, do me a favor. Pour the water into the bowl and make it into mud."
She suddenly called my name.
I looked at my dad and he nodded, so I went over to help.
The mad woman took Wang Dalong's hand and dipped it into a bowl of mud made from the soil from the threshold of Wang Fei's house, and quickly drew a few strokes on the spread clothes. A symbol that looks like both words and pictures appears...
During this process, although she was holding the brush holder with two fingers, it was very easy to move Wang Dalong's hand in the air.
Later, Wang Dalong recalled that he felt like a puppet on strings, and his hands were not his own at all. I can't believe how strong she is!
After doing this, she picked up Wang Fei's clothes and strode forward at a very fast speed.
The villagers had no choice but to run along.
My dad also picked me up and asked me to sit on his neck, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to run at a young age.
When we got to the backwater downstream of the village, which is what the crazy woman called the toad in the pond, she threw the sportswear into the river while mumbling words that we couldn't understand.
The water flow here is so fast that the clothes float down quickly as soon as they are thrown in.
When I floated back to Shuituo, I was swept up in the turbulent and complex undercurrent vortex, and immediately sank to the bottom of the water!
It is said that even ducks and geese swimming near this place will be pulled down by the whirlpool current.
The clothes were heavy, and the crazy woman sat on the shore, picked a piece of grass and held it in her mouth, as if she was waiting for something?
"Wait until dark!" she said without looking back.
It was already dusk at this time, and the adults had already lit the torches in their hands. Within a few minutes, the sun in the west completely set.
And just as the sun was setting, I saw something floating up under the water of Huishuituo in front of me!
I felt my dad tighten his grip on my hand, as if he was shocked.
Because, what floated up from the bottom of the water was Wang Fei's body!
After soaking in the water for a long time, it has started to become a little white and swollen.
Of course it's not soaked yet, so it's not particularly scary, but it just has a weird aura.
A feeling of fear, like a cold hand grasping my heart - the lively little friend I played with half a day ago has now turned into a floating corpse.
Of course, nine-year-old me was a little scared!
My dad said, "Look, don't follow me, little baby, and go back to your mother. You don't believe it. Now it's better. Do you have nightmares at night?"
I am a stubborn person, so when my dad said this, I stretched my neck and said, "Don't be afraid!"
The crazy woman clapped her hands: "Okay, now bring the body over. You can take it back and bury it in peace."
So the village chief, Wang Dalong and the others scrambled and used various tools to hook Wang Fei's body from the middle of the river and drag it to the bank.
Wang Dalong held his son's body in his arms and sat by the river crying until he was unconscious.
At this time, a trace of blood suddenly flowed out from the nostrils of Wang Fei's corpse.
I remembered hearing adults say that when a drowned person is rescued and meets his or her relatives, blood will flow from the nostrils. It turns out that this is really happening!
I looked at Wang Fei's corpse with his nose bleeding, and Wang Dalong holding him and crying, and I also held my dad's hand tightly.
Actually, I'm not afraid...
It was when I was nine years old that I vaguely felt the meaning of the word "life and death" for the first time!
The friend who had been playing together a few hours ago was now a cold corpse turned white with foam.
Wang Dalong was crying, and the other villagers, including my father, were looking at the crazy woman, waiting for her arrangement.
Just by "retrieving corpses", her status suddenly changed!
"When his mood calms down, quickly find a place to bury him. This kind of scapegoat who was beaten by water has a lot of resentment. To overcome water with earth, let's bury him overnight. It just so happens that you are all here, so there are many people, so it is convenient. "
The crazy woman's tone was calm, giving people an inexplicable feeling of peace of mind.
I stood next to my dad and peeked at her, and she suddenly turned her head to look at me and smiled.
I found that behind her dirty hair, she had quite bright eyes.
Wang Dalong held the body and cried for a long time before standing up silently.
No matter how sad you are, you must accept reality.
So, while everyone is here, we haven’t dispersed yet. In a hurry, he prepared to take Wang Fei's body directly to the mountain behind the village, dig a grave and bury it.
To avoid long nights and many dreams.
But unexpectedly, when we reached the entrance of the village, something happened!
It was Wang Fei's mother, Zhao Wenxiu, who suddenly rushed over with disheveled hair, crying and fussing like a madman, and snatched her son from her husband's arms.
Then, like a she-wolf lying on her son's body, she shouted that everyone was not allowed to go further up the mountain.
The village chief had no choice but to comfort her: "Wenxiu, a dead person cannot be resurrected. Crazy woman... The fairy lady said that the substitute who was found by the water with a stick also has grievances. He needs to overcome the water with earth and be buried quickly."
I have to say, that’s how people are.
When you have the ability, everyone will support you and lift you up.
The crazy woman in the past is now called Fairy Aunt.
Of course, I don’t blame the village chief and everyone for being like this, it’s just human nature...
But Zhao Wenxiu didn’t listen!
Like a wild beast that had lost its cubs, she stared at everyone - including Wang Dalong - with her red eyes, and screamed in a sad voice.
"No way! I don't allow my son to be buried hastily. He is so pitiful and well-behaved. He must first be buried at home, and then ask a Taoist priest to perform a ritual ceremony and choose a grave with good feng shui before he can be buried."
The villagers all looked at each other, at a loss.
Logically speaking, this is indeed the normal burial rule. But Wang Fei's situation was different. The fairy had already told him to bury him as soon as possible.
My dad wanted to speak several times, but finally kept silent - after all, his son had died, and it was hard for him to say anything.
Later, when he mentioned this incident, he also said that if it was me who was dragged down by the water stick at that time, he would probably go crazy!
Only the fairy girl stood up and shouted sternly: "Zhao Wenxiu! Look at your son's calf. The resentment has begun to spread. The coffin must be sealed and buried immediately."
Everyone used the light of torches to take a look.
really!
On Wang Fei's right calf, there were several black scars - as if they were scratched by some kind of sharp nails.
It stands to reason that the body has been soaked in water for a long time and the blood has basically drained out. The wounds should all be white and the muscles should be rolled outward.
But Wang Fei's wound was still pitch black, as if it were covered with ink from the inside out!
Moreover, there are some black spider web-like lines outwards, which have spread upward and are almost close to the thigh.
