When the sky is high and the weather is cool, the streets are full of people, all want to see the rarity, see what is buried in the underground of the temple. Xiangyi asked people to start the excavator in the village, arranged a few young and strong laborers, and brought shovels. Jingxian, Deshun also wants to see if Wangcai can see if it is accurate, so is there a coffin below, in case there are any treasures in the coffin.

When this girl died, her family was also considered a middle peasant, and she might have some valuable funeral goods.

People went straight to the broken temple, the crooked neck willow swayed in the wind after the broken temple, although the other leaves fell a lot, but the willow leaves were still so lush. Willow leaves generally fall late.

When they arrived at the scene, Wangcai and Dao Chang used the compass again to measure, and the two of them blasted everyone away first, afraid that there would be something iron that would affect the accuracy of the compass. This feng shui compass starts from the north and is arranged in order, which is Renzi Gui, Chou Gen Yin, Jia Mao Yi, Chen Xun Si, Bingwu Ding, Wei Kun Shen, Geng Youxin, Xu Qianhai, etc., a total of 24 directions.

The core of the compass is actually the compass, which is used to distinguish the direction, and the eight trigrams and the heavenly and terrestrial branches are combined into a total of 24 words engraved on the periphery of the compass is the compass, and these 24 words are 12 heavenly stems + 8 earthly branches (except for E and Ji) + 4 hexagrams (Qian, Kun, Gen, Xun), also known as the twenty-four mountain directions. Everyone watched from afar, and most of them didn't understand much.

After a short period of effort, the Taoist asked the excavator to come over and began to dig up the crooked-necked willow, which was very thick, and the body of the tree was like a big "?" number, poking there. The excavator dug in a circle from the roots, and it took a lot of effort to bring down the willow tree. Everyone leaned over to take a look, and they couldn't help but gasp. Underneath the roots of the trees, there are obvious white bones in the soil.

There are also rotten and rotten trees under the tree pit, and everyone is surprised that Wangcai and Taoists really have a set of means. Xiangyi hurriedly arranged for someone to pick up the bones, so that the rotten coffin didn't have to be moved, Jingxian glared, and said Let the boys see if there are any good things, and everyone laughed at Jingxian for being an old money fan.

Someone tossed around in the rotten wood for a long time, except for a few copper coins, there was nothing. The boys threw it to Jing Xian, and Jing Xian grinded and looked at the ground, but he didn't see anything famous. At that time, warlords were fighting, starving people to death on the streets from time to time, and the living had no food to eat, let alone packing the dead!

That is, a landlord has the conditions to get a willow coffin, and ordinary people just break the mat and wrap it, find a place to bury it.

This willow tree is feminine, and the ghost has been attached to it for many years, so it is easy to hide its shape, so this willow coffin has created suitable conditions for this ghost.

The Taoist chief Yu Wangcai did not lose food, and asked for a coffin from the village household, pine wood. At that time, cremation was not very particular about cremation in the countryside, and it was mostly burial. There are spare coffins in the house. Use it first and then say, let people put the bones in it and nail it up. In a remote part of the field, a grave was dug.

The Taoist priest then recited the mantra of Chaosheng: "The edict of the Taishang Edict is to be super-you, the lonely soul and the ghost, all the four beings are entrusted, the headless are super-headless, the spears are killed, the knife is killed, the diving is suspended, the light is dark, the creditor is wronged, the creditor is wronged, the son of the son kneels, the gossip in front of the stage, the light is gone, and the other party is a man and a woman, and he bears the wealth and poverty, and you call yourself to be rich and poor, and you are in a hurry, and the people are in a hurry. ”

After reading, let everyone bury the coffin, and no one built a grave.

I still don't know why.

After tinkering with all this, it was almost noon, and everyone who watched the heat and work went back. Xiaolian was also in the crowd, and when she saw that I was chatting with Xiangyi, she ran over and took the initiative to talk to me. Seeing this, Xiangyi excused himself, commanded the excavator to bury the tree pit, and dragged the willow tree to the edge of the broken temple with an oil silk rope.

Four Scars fiddled with a grocery bag and pinched the tip of the willow tree. When the group asked him what he was doing, he interrupted and said, stew.

Everyone laughed again, the four scars should go to a mental hospital, and used willow leaves as a condiment for stew.

Xiaolian didn't care about being in front of people, hugged my arm and said, "Go to my house at noon tonight, and I'll give you dumplings with pork and green onions to eat!"

I teased her and said, "I'd like to eat leek pork, that fragrant!"

"Okay, we'll wrap whatever stuffing you say!" Xiaolian blushed happily.

"Let's wrap two kinds of fillings, I'd like to eat dumplings with pork and green onions!" Wangcai said with a grin as he stood behind me at some point.

Xiao Lianbai glanced at him and said, "You, you deserve to eat the corners of your eyes! You also eat pork and green onion dumplings!"

"Alas, people deserve to die more than people, and goods should be thrown away. We can't compare to others!" Wangcai pretended to slip away.

I smiled and said, "Let Wangcai go, you see him like that." ”

"When we eat, we don't have his share. Xiaolian whispered.

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In the crowd that walked back, the old man Qingxuan also came. I dragged Xiaolian to the old man Qingxuan, and I asked how long this broken temple in our village has been? Who built it? The old man Qingxuan shook his head and said: "I can't say the exact date, it is probably the year of Qianlong, Fukangan, the word Yaolin, the Fucha clan, and the people of the Yellow Flag in Manchuria in the Qing Dynasty. The nephew of Empress Xiaoxian of Gaozong of the Qing Dynasty, Fukangan was favored by Emperor Qianlong all his life, and was rumored to be the illegitimate son of Qianlong. It is possible that this person built it here. ”

"Some people also say that during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, there was a lot of water. The water came down and washed away all the houses, the livestock, the furniture, and the people stood on high places, and saw that there was a lot of mess in the water, and it all flowed down. But there is a Buddha statue of Taishang Laojun, floating up the river. People are very strange. ”

"There was a young man who was very good at water, and he went into the flood and fished up the little Buddha statue. After the flood was removed, after many years, he raised funds in various villages to build the temple. After completion, the incense in the temple is extremely prosperous and very spiritual. But it is not known which of these two rumors is more reliable. ”

"There have been so many strange things that have happened in this temple over the years, and this temple has also run a private school for a while, and a group of children have classes here one summer. A Taoist priest passing by wanted to drink saliva here, but the private school teacher was too busy teaching to pay attention to him. The Taoist priest was waiting on the platform of the temple gate. After the gentleman finished teaching, the students were a little impatient when they saw that the Taoist priest was still there. ”

"Say that this is the place to teach children to read the books of Confucius and Mencius, how can it be the place where you swaggering and deceitful charlatans come! The Taoist priest was also anxious, and said, "Aren't you occupying our place now?" I'm just begging for a drink, why are you so fierce?"

"It just so happened that a villager from inside, who was illiterate, asked Mr. Private School to write a letter. The private school teacher knocked the Taoist priest out of the temple gate. He turned around and wrote a letter for the villager, and after writing the letter, he handed it to the villager, and the villager thanked him and left. It didn't take long for the village to stop letting this private school gentleman do it, and he returned to his hometown. It turned out that all he wrote in his letter to the villagers was that he had withheld money and food from the children, and that he had also secretly passed through the process with the village prostitutes. He didn't know what was going on!"

"Everyone said that it was the Taoist priest who made this private school Mr. appear in his original form!"