At the end of the summer of 1970, the weather was scorching, and in the east of Hongwei Village, Juye, Shandong, on the huge notice wall of the village committee, a group of villagers were surrounding at the moment, looking up at the notice carefully.

The proclamation reads:

According to the instructions of the county revolutionary committee, in response to the party's call, vigorously develop the grassroots economy, from now on, all the old houses and graves located in the direction of the Guolin cave must be relocated within seven days, and the old houses and graves that have not been relocated will be regarded as ownerless, and the town revolutionary committee will organize the basic militia to dismantle and bulldoze them in a unified manner, hoping that the revolutionary masses will enthusiastically cooperate.

The payment is the Revolutionary Committee of Hongwei Village, Juye County, and the payment is stamped with a vermilion seal.

Ah Qing stretched out his head from the crowd and hurried home.

Chen Qing, generally called him A Qing in the village, just twenty years old this year, on weekdays at home with his father who is in charge of the village to fight down, do some red and white funeral things, although the character is honest and honest, the people in the village like him very much, sometimes other people's marriage gives him more red envelopes than others.

Two earthen and straw houses at the east end of the village are his home, and the yard is filled with undried wormwood, some cinnabar and yellow, and a half-human tall crested rooster stands on the wall with its neck up, dripping and looking out of the wall.

"Dada (the title of the father in the village) posted a notice in the village saying that the ancestral grave of the old house was to be moved. Ah Qing shouted before he could enter the hospital.

"Hmm. There was a sound in the room.

In his early years, his father learned some feng shui yin and yang houses, and he has always been effective in seeing the heavens and earth's veins, but in recent years, he no longer looks at the feng shui of the yin house, and does some things to preside over weddings and funerals, and the people in the village respect him very much.

The room was dimly lit, and the narrow windows let out a little light, and my father stood beside the desk with a wolf's brush, drawing symbols on wormwood paper, and the air was filled with the aroma of paper and ink, mixed with a hint of the sweetness of cinnabar.

"Dada, why do you want to move all the old mansion graves over there in the Guolin Cave?" Ah Qing stood in front of the desk and looked at his father.

The father paused, then shook his head, a complicated look in his eyes.

"Our Chen family's old mansion is some years old, but why does our family only have grandpa's grave, but the old mansion is hundreds of years old, my grandfather and them?"

"It's too old, and there are many things that we can't control, hey, we can only manage your grandfather's generation, let me calculate, tomorrow is July 11, Wuzi Day, suitable for breaking ground and demolishing, let's go tomorrow." Father said with his fingers pinched.

Ah Qing brothers and sisters, there is a brother and a sister are much older than A Qing, the elder brother holds an important position in the army, but in 1965 in the Vietnam War of Resistance against the United States in the whole army disappeared in the Savage Mountain of Burma, I don't know whether it is life or death, my sister has married out of the field, many years ago with her husband abroad, many years have not returned, my mother is sad, Ah Qing is a little older, my mother went to the Taoist temple to practice, there has been no news for many years, these years, it is my father who has worked hard to pull him up, in the early years, you can also rely on showing people the feng shui of the yin house, and later said that it was feudal superstition, which was criticized, and since then, my father has never mentioned this file again。

"If only there was something in the old house. A-Qing muttered.

"Our old house is only a little useful for wood, and the ridge has collapsed halfway, what can there be, don't think nonsense. The father glared at A-Qing. "In the past, the most important thing was to invite our family's family monument back, and if you do the math, it's time to come back. ”

That night, Ah Qing lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep. His family's old house is hidden in the depths of the fruit forest, the fruit forest has a history of hundreds of years, layer upon layer, branches are growing, no one dares to enter on weekdays, saying that it is very evil inside, and the old house A Qing has never seen it, and his heart is excited.

Before dawn, the rooster with his neck held high and howled, standing majestically on the roof, accompanied by the chirping of the birds, Ah Qing pouted his ass and started to make a fire early, cooked some millet porridge, although the days were hard, he still grabbed an extra pinch of rice, today is unusual, please the family monument is a hard work.

After eating, he and his father pushed the cart, put on the hemp rope hoe and shovel, and before leaving, his father took a small black box.

Juye, known as Linzhou in ancient times, named after Da Yeze, is the place of "West Hunting Lin" in the Spring and Autumn Period, the place where Peng Yue raised troops at the end of Qin, has a long history, and is where the tomb of Chiyou is located, looking up is the endless plain, the willows are intertwined, endlessly, the red apples, the yellow Ya pear, the purple plums, the shy ones are hidden among the branches and leaves, quietly showing their heads, accompanied by the breeze, the sunlight slightly revealed between the branches and the rippling ones.

Walking out of the main road, Ah Qing and his father plunged into the path in the dense willow forest, and the light was darkened in front of them, and the light was blocked by layers of branches and leaves.

"Hurry up, it's almost six o'clock, don't miss the hour. Father made sure he was in front of him and urged.

Ah Qing suppressed the curiosity in his heart, turned around nervously and quickly followed, no wonder someone said that the scenery in the depths was unusual, this is true.

Through the willow forest is a hundred years of apricot forest, the trunk branches are very thick, it is strange to say, these apricot trees have not had fruit for many years, there are also a few sporadic ones, in the early years this fruit forest has been the landlord's family, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, due to the scarcity of fruits, no one has come in for many years, and there are many mosquitoes, flies and poisonous insects inside, the toxicity is extremely great, if it is bitten, it can fester, half of the body, and the inside is meandering, the yin is extremely heavy, just close to feel the heart trembling, so that no one dares to come.

From time to time, you will see scattered tombstones in the fruit forest, some of which have been broken and slanted into the ground, staggering, and there are mostly ownerless graves here, and I don't know how many years have passed. The Chen family's old house is just ahead, not far from the fruit forest, where the ancestors lived for several generations before moving into the village.

"Coo-goo. An owl stared at the side with blood-colored eyes and gloomy eyes.

"When I arrived, the one in front of me was our old house. As the father spoke, he stopped the cart and looked at the half-collapsed earthen and straw house, which could vaguely distinguish that there should have been three rooms before, and the courtyard wall was high, but at this time only half of the house was still strong, hidden among the branches and leaves, and the doors and windows had been sealed, and it looked like a big earthen bag from a distance.

"Ah Qing, remember to follow me when you go in for a while, look at your feet, many years into the future, I'm afraid there will be yin in the old mansion. Father picked up the small black box on the cart and walked into the yard, and Ah Qing followed.

"What's there?" asked A-Qing.

"Wild graves, poisonous insects, will form an unclean yin qi that can kill people. Father said.

"Can we see it?" asked A-Qing.

"Yes, but most people can't see it. The father thought for a moment, "It is generally gray and misty, but there are also blue-blue, gathering but not dispersing, it is very evil, especially black, and it is useless if it is glued." ”

A fear rose in Ah Qing's heart.

The fog in the apricot forest was hazy, and large groups of black mosquitoes were hovering around, looking at the two hot-blooded people with fierce eyes, Ah Qing couldn't help but shiver, the mosquitoes at the end of summer were already vicious, not to mention this place, being bitten, it was extremely itchy, and I couldn't wait to deduct the meat.

The father walked into the yard, took out a cloth bag from his arms, and stuffed it into the cloth pocket of Aqing's sweatshirt.

"Take it, it will be useful later. Father said.

Father picked up the shovel to dig up the collapsed earth and grass house, fine sweat broke out on his forehead, Ah Qing handed over the towel, grabbed the shovel and dried it, after all, he was young and had a good physique, and after a while, he cleaned up the road in front of him, revealing the black doorway.

"Get out of the way, there's a black gas. With a loud shout behind him, his father flew up in the air and kicked Ah Qing away.

Ah Qing lay on the ground, only to hear a stabbing sound, looked back, his father's body shook a few times, one hand took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, drank it dry, and the cloth bag in his arms emitted a faint green smoke, it turned out that his father had already prepared.

Ah Qing was half-lying outside, looking carefully inside the room, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

Father walked away quickly, a little further away and began to gasp for air.

"Dada, I don't see the black gas. Ah Qing hugged his father.

"Of course, you haven't learned the method of internal and external qi, and of course you can't see it. Father said.

A-Qing craned her neck and looked into the room.

"Wait for the yin qi to dissipate before it passes. The father opened the small black box, took out a bronze oil lamp with a shining fire on the wick, and placed it in the north of the doorway with bated breath.

"Dada, how can there be black gas in our old house?" Ah Qing was a little puzzled.

The father sighed and said: "Our ancestor is a Jianghu Langzhong, some terminal diseases have been cured by the ancestor, but he disappeared later, and he is also the last to live in the old mansion, probably because he is afraid that people will come to demolish it, and put some scale snake fairy flowers." ”

"Scaly Snake Cactus, what is that?" asked A-Qing.

"This is a poison, specially paralyzing the nerves and producing hallucinations, especially in this apricot grove, the scaly snake fairy flowers gather but do not disperse, and when they grow in the house, they will produce highly poisonous black yin qi. Father explained.

"Then did we stick to the black gas just now?" Ah Qing felt a little chill in his heart, and there was a faint hope.

"I was prepared, I didn't stick it, that cloth bag is a restraint thing, but I can only use it this time. Father said.

As time progressed, the surrounding fog slowly faded, and the fire on the bronze oil lamp slowly increased, and finally turned into a large yellow fire of the nails.

The father jumped up, raised his hand to grab the bronze oil lamp, and stuffed it into Ah Qing's hand.

"The oil lamp is yellow, the yin qi has been dissipated, Ah Qing, you go in and invite the family monument out, remember to wrap it in a cloth bag, you can't see the sun today." "My father encouraged Ah Qingdao.

Ah Qing held a cloth bag in his left hand and a bronze oil lamp in his right hand, and walked in boldly.

It was dark inside, covered with cobwebs, and I vaguely saw a tall desk with some dry tributes, and behind it was jet black, and I couldn't see what it was, as if it was like a coffin, as if there was a yin wind hovering on it.

There is an oil lamp on the head of the coffin, with a shining flame on it, which at first glance looks exactly the same as the bronze oil lamp on Ah Qing's hand, but the one on Ah Qing's hand is covered with green silk texture, and the oil lamp on the coffin is gold silk texture. How so, how can there be two oil lamps?

Ah Qing got closer, only to find out what kind of oil lamp it was, it was clearly a stone painting standing on it, painting a coffin and an oil lamp, and the strange thing was that there was no dust on the painting.

Ah Qing frowned, glanced around, except for the case, there was nothing left, Ah Qing muttered, approached the case, reached out and took the stone painting down, the tentacles were cool, and the back was full of small characters, which seemed to be a small seal, and could vaguely distinguish a Chen character, which was a family monument.

Put the family monument into the cloth bag, put the incense burner plate on the desk into the bag, and finally glanced around, there was nothing left except the desk.

The case is not very large, but it is pure solid wood, and the weight is still very heavy, and Ah Qing can barely resist on his shoulders.

"Dada, it's done. Ah Qing shouted.

At the end of summer in Shandong, the temperature difference between day and night is very large, and there is some cold air in the morning, but at the moment it is hot and hot, and the huge sun shines mercilessly.

"Ah Qing, the hour has passed, let's go back. Father looked at the clear sky and said with squinted eyes.

The two of them pushed the cart back the same way, and when they arrived at the door of the village owner's house, their clothes were already soaked.

Under the big jujube tree in front of the earthen and grass house, there were a few people standing, looking around anxiously, and when they saw Aqing and his son, they hurriedly greeted him.

"Master Chen, my big pillar fainted in the cemetery, and I can't wake up, so please hurry up. The middle-aged man at the head said hurriedly.

"Okay, I'll bring something. Father picked up the little black box and went into the house.

"Ah Qing, I may not be able to come back today, you will count the things later, put the family monument on the niche of the West House, tie it tightly with a white cloth, and remember to light three sticks of incense on it when it is dark. Father picked up the little black box and told Ah Qing.

"Got it, Dada will be back early. Ah Qing replied, walked into the West House and put down the desk, and put the cloth bag on the desk, he knew that this time was different from seeing a doctor, it was estimated that he was evil, sometimes he might not wake up for a day or two, and sometimes there might be a ghost, and his father had to watch it at any time.

Ah Qing picked up a few mouthfuls of food, and as soon as it was dark, he came to the West House and began to count and place it under the oil lamp according to his father's instructions.

Ah Qing has followed his father since he was a child, and he is no stranger to this set of processes, first of all, he wiped the table clean, put fresh fruits and other tributes on the plate, and most importantly, put a bowl of rootless water in front of him.

Put on the incense burner, there are three mostly unburned golden sandalwood sticks on it, what kind of incense it is, Ah Qing doesn't recognize, and it feels like a fragrance before it is lit.

Take out the family monument and wipe it, in fact, the family monument itself is extremely clean, without a trace of dust, which is very strange.

How do you feel that something is moving in the family monument? Ah Qing shook the family monument, a little puzzled, listened intently and listened to no movement, then gave up, put the family monument into a white cloth bag and tied it tightly, and then put it into the alcove, lit the three residual incense sticks, and a light incense rose.

At this time, Ah Qing suddenly felt numb under his feet, and looked down to see that a black beetle with a large fingernail waved his strong limbs to hook the skin of his calf, and half of his body had already drilled into the flesh.

Under the bleak moonlight, the three residual incense sticks burned faster and faster, and the smoke began to be mixed with gold wires, and the silk smoke drilled into Ah Qing's nostrils, clamping the gold wires, slowly more and more, the smoke gathered around Ah Qing, and drilled into Ah Qing's body with his breath.

In ancient times, Feng Shui masters showed people the Yin and Yang Mansion Tomb Move, the most afraid of Yin Qi, as long as it was stained, it would be sick, and if it was serious, it would be fatal, and most people misunderstood it as a ghost, but it was actually because of the Yin Qi that was invisible to the naked eye. The most evil of the yin qi is the yin qi into the spirit, the yin qi is condensed to the extreme, it can be an insect, it can be a beast, it can be reborn, and the spirit is turned into a god, but no one sees it, once it is encountered, it will kill immediately, and there is no cure at all.

However, things in the world are unpredictable, everything is complementary to each other, mutual restraint, the nemesis of this yin qi spirit is the residual incense golden silk smoke, this incense is the golden yang red sandalwood, is the use of a thousand years of red sandalwood core, mixed with ninety-nine pure yang boy true yang, sealed in the pure yin for a hundred years, is the yin to yang things, can detoxify ten thousand poisons, yin qi spirit is it to trigger, exhausted pure yin, so sandalwood is only half of the cut, and this half is pure yang, after ignition yang qi to the fullest, yin qi spirit can not stand it, then ran out of the family monument, saw a bloody living person, instinctively drilled into a qing's body, released yin poison, yin poison into the body, should be hopeless, Fortunately, Ah Qing lit the golden yang red sandalwood, yin and yang are the two poles, the same sex attracts, the golden yang red sandalwood gathers over, and with the breath, it enters A Qing's body, and resolves the yin poison of the yin qi and the spirit, which is also a coincidence.

I don't know how long it took, the last trace of smoke was sucked into Ah Qing's body, and Ah Qing woke up slowly, not knowing that he had just been closed from the ghost gate.

How did I fall asleep?he muttered.