Nanshan repeatedly told him not to run around, but after waiting for a long time and not seeing Nanshan return, Ran Ran felt bored, and even broke a branch and hopscotch on the ground.

"Lost? How did it take so long. If she didn't come back, she thought that Nanshan had left her behind and went back by herself.

Squinted and saw that Nanshan had some dirt and grass seeds on his right elbow, and reached out to shoot it off for him, but Nanshan's first reaction was to dodge. Suddenly, their hands hung in the air, and both of them were a little embarrassed.

"Your clothes are dirty." Ranran pointed to his arm, her voice a little stiff and low.

Nanshan showed his sleeves with his backhand, only to see that his clothes were torn at some point, and there was still grass on them, he dusted them off gently, but when he looked up, he saw that Ran Ran could not move forward. Nanshan suddenly felt very remorseful, caught up with him, and whispered, "I'm sorry." ”

"Oh, it's fine." Ran replied indifferently.

He had never heard such a detached tone, and a calm and raw expression, if he really believed that Ran Ran was fine, then he would be really stupid.

However, Ran Ran did not give him a chance to continue to explain, as if he was deliberately making things difficult for Nanshan, and unconsciously quickened his pace, jumped over a ravine, and drilled over a bush. One moment climbed, one time climbed down, and after a long twist and turn, it took a while to come to a gentle slope.

There is a pile of grave bags on the gentle slope, and a stone tablet is erected in front of it, and if you don't look closely, you won't know that there are inscriptions on it. The grave was directly facing Yunluo Village, and directly below it was the boulder they had just stood on. Walking up the slope to the left for more than ten meters, you will see two rows of small tombs, each with a stone slab in front of them, and you can vaguely see the inscriptions.

Nanshan squinted at the willow tree growing horizontally not far away, retracted his gaze, and Ran Ran was pulling out the wild grass on the grave with his bare hands.

"Let me do it." Nanshan stepped forward and took the finger-thick seedling in Ranran's hand.

With a force, it was uprooted and a lot of loess was scattered, and Ran Ran hurriedly held it with both hands and brought the loess back to the grave. Tamp hard.

Seeing Nanshan running to pull the grass again, Ran Ran hurriedly stopped it: "Forget it, I'll go back and let Ah Fu lead someone to come up to weed, it's not a way to pull it out like this." "I didn't think about it. In just one year, the grave miscanthus grass has taken such deep roots in the soil.

At that time, there were many corpses, and the weather was stuffy, and they all stinked after a long time. Originally, I wanted to lay coffins for them one by one and put them in the grave, but not to mention that I couldn't find such coffins for a while. Ran Ran didn't dare to guarantee that she would be able to come back in three years to help them pick up the bones. After discussing with Steward Zhou, it was decided that all of them would be cremated and buried in the altar.

This spread in the village, causing a lot of discussion, and later someone said, "If you don't do this, the corpses will sooner or later attract the plague disease." "Yes, this is also to accumulate virtue for the village, so those people's mouths are blocked.

However, in Ranran's opinion, she didn't think about accumulating virtue at all. I just hope that they can be buried in the ground, as for whether the whole corpse is still ashes, and the people are dead, the state does not matter.

Ran Ran took out a small box from the small bag she was carrying, several vials contained cinnabar and two brushes. Stained with color, Ran Ran carefully traced the handwriting on the tombstone, and Nanshan saw that this was the tomb of Gu Shichang and his wife. It's just too simple and barren, and I don't pay attention to it, thinking it's just the ancestral grave of ordinary people.

"Sir, ma'am. As for me, I am too small to build many beautiful graves for you. Fortunately, this feng shui is good, and the vision is open. Don't be disgusted. If there is a spirit in heaven, bless me to make a lot of money, and when I become a millionaire, I will definitely build you a beautiful tomb. If I can become a multi-millionaire woman, I will immediately adopt a dozen godsons and let them renew the incense for the Gu family. "Ran Ran while drawing. While muttering quietly.

Nanshan stood next to him and listened, originally a little sad, looking at this petite figure, he was about to open his mouth to comfort, but he almost didn't laugh out loud when he heard it.

"Be serious!" Ran Ran turned back angrily.

Painted the tombstone of Gu Shichang and his wife, and pulled out some weeds, and suddenly felt much cleaner. Ran ran to paint the tombstones of the row of graves red, and Nanshan realized that all of them were domestic slaves of the Gu family.

"Most of them are born to families, and although I burned the deed of sale to them, it is estimated that no one will come to worship." Even Miao Ling's own sister, because she married the housekeeper, their family would not come to sweep her grave.

"It's hard for you to remember." Nanshan sighed, but he didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, a year had passed.

"I want to forget too, but I'm going to forget, who remembers them." Except for the graves of Gu Shichang and his wife in the middle, the other graves are divided into two sides, male left and female right. After drawing the tombstones of the two rows of female dependents, she got up and walked to the grave bag not far away.

As a result, when I walked over, several tombstones had been kicked over, and the outermost two grave bags still had trampled footprints.

"! Who is so short-sighted, so many graves are piled up here, don't you see it? Her mouth was immediately unstoppable, and her hands did not stop, and she hurriedly straightened the tombstone and fixed it with earth.

Nanshan squatted down and glanced at it, the footprints were messy, but they were fresh, and the collapsed weeds all pointed in the same direction.

"Someone just came." He affirmed.

Ran Ran raised her head sharply and looked at him with a serious face, "Who?" ”

Nanshan walked a few steps in the direction of the footprints, and looked around, "I don't know, but I should be very familiar with Yunshan." Seeing Ranran's puzzled eyes, Nanshan pointed to the footprints on the ground. Except for a few on the grave, the others all came up along the mountain road, and the goal was very clear. I don't know what they're looking for, but if it's the first time I've gone up the mountain, the footprints won't be so solid and orderly. ”

Originally, I wanted to say that those people who were looking for feng shui had already come up the mountain, but after listening to Nanshan's words, several figures immediately floated in my mind.

"It must be that dead fat man, dwarf winter melon!" Ranran's teeth itched with anger.

"It's possible, the footprints are very deep, and there should be a lot of strength." Nanshan thought for a moment and nodded in affirmation of Ranran's guess. "Maybe I came up to look for something, but when I walked here and saw these tombs, I was frightened, so I stepped on it by mistake."

In this way, it is not difficult to explain that just now Fang Xianling looked faltering and gloomy.

Ran Ran clenched her fists, her eyes narrowed, and she gritted her teeth and said: "He didn't care about so many dead people at the beginning, but now he is scared, it's best if they have spirits in the sky, and they all run to him to ask for their lives!" ”

Nanshan seems to have a taboo, "Ranran, don't talk nonsense here." ”

Ran Ran sneered and said: "There are wronged debtors and owners, if they could manifest their spirits, they would have taken revenge long ago." ”

Knowing that she was in full swing, Nanshan was not easy to persuade, "Hurry up and finish describing these, let's go down the mountain, I'm afraid it's going to rain." ”

As if to cooperate with Nanshan, a dull and gloomy thunder came in the thick clouds, Ran Ran still wanted to fight a few words, looked up at the sky, it was really not quite right, so he had to quickly finish the rest of the stone tablets and hurriedly go down the mountain. (To be continued.) )