Chapter 80: A House for the Dead

Someone started putting things on the floor, tables, chairs, bookcases, even down to brooms......

I know! They're building "houses"! A miniature version of the house! No, it should be said that it is a room, and after the things in the room are arranged, four "walls" and "ceilings" are brought in, and all the things are built, and then other things are placed next to this room......

In this way, one room after another was put together, and it was a whole house.

Originally, the whole village was involved in building this house, but now they are all building this house together with what they have made. Among them, Shanshan is too, and she has already put the set of furniture she made in it.

The whole house is about the size of a room, it looks very luxurious, the door is probably less than a meter, it is relatively wide, and the whole looks lifelike, but I know that it is all made of paper, including the bedding, and it is all made of paper, but it makes that kind of cotton folding, which is amazing!

When everything was installed, everyone took a step back, everyone formed a circle, the house was placed in the middle of the people, and in the front, there was a Taoist priest, and in front of the Taoist priest there was a table with some paper and pen and ink on it.

remembered what the innkeeper said just now, there is such a "burning house" link for funerals in this village. It reminds me of a book I had read in a book that in some parts of China, when someone dies, a very large papier-mâché house is built and burned to the deceased. It's just that in my city, they are all bought in stores, and they are not so big, at most the size of a shoebox, not only a house, but also all kinds of things, in addition to the most basic dark currency, there is also the most popular mobile phone brand model, and some things in the yang world can be used to make models and burn them to the dead, but I have never seen a paper house can be made into such a large scale, and it can be made so exquisitely!

"Ruolan. Look, plums! Yan'er whispered beside me, pulling at my clothes.

Sure enough, in the crowd next to the Taoist priest, Meizi has been standing in it. It's just that everyone's clothes are similar, and they didn't recognize it at first.

Is she Plum or Doctor Ma?

The whole village should have been present here, and it was not surprising that Meizi was among them.

The Taoist priest glanced at Meizi, only to see Meizi walking towards it, and the two of them stood together at the table.

All the people are quiet. There was not a single sound, including the children present.

The Taoist priest took out a needle out of nowhere, the thickest needle for sewing shoes, and Meizi stretched out her index finger...... Don't...... Want to prick your fingers? Blood taken?

The Taoist priest grabbed her hand and really stuck the rusty-looking needle into Meizi's finger...... Then he squeezed it into the inkstone, and a few drops of blood dripped into the inkstone. The Taoist priest picked up the ink and began to grind it.

He sharpens the ink with the blood of plums? After grinding for a while, I picked up the pen next to me and wrote on a piece of paper, as if it were two long strips of rice paper. After writing something, he walked to the house. Spit a little saliva on each end of the two pieces of paper, slap it on the door of the house, and glue it!

Because I was standing closer to the Taoist priest, I could see the house from the front, and it was strange that the two pieces of paper were placed in a "fork" like a seal and pasted at the gate.

Look at the words on the seal is the date of birth, according to the local language, it is the birth date, the Taoist priest used the deceased's birth date to seal the house burned to the deceased, what does this mean? And the ink used also has the blood of plums.

Suddenly, Meizi inadvertently "saw" me! Her eyes were fixed on me all the time. I tried my best to avoid her gaze and ducked into the crowd, but at that moment, Meizi suddenly pointed at me. Screamed: "They! They're mixed in with us! ”

Suddenly, the people around us began to stir, all looking at us with fierce eyes, and walked towards us step by step.

So many people! At the same time, the three of us were like the papier-mâché house for people to visit. Recruit people to surround you.

We can only step back, to retreat closer to the house, like meeting a pack of wolves on the grassland, and war can break out at any time.

We wear their clothes, and it's clear that in their eyes, we have some kind of purpose, and we are unspeakable. We were inexplicably escaped like this before, and now standing here in such a form, they will definitely not let us go again!

"If you let him go again, I'm afraid there will be a catastrophe in the whole village!"

I don't know who in the crowd shouted, everyone can start talking, and everyone has only one purpose: to kill us!

I've been forced to the edge of the paper house, and the thunder stall is in front of me and Yan'er, and we have no way out.

"Kill them!" Another roar, and the black pressure fell towards the thunder! Lei Xing is not the opponent of so many people at all!

I kicked open the door of the paper house, and the house was stronger than I had imagined, and the door was kicked open, and the rest was not deformed, as if it had opened the door for us. When I saw this, I immediately got into it, and then pulled the goose in, and Lei Xing was forced to retreat to the door by everyone, and we also pulled in.

The three of us squatted in the paper house, unable to straighten our waists, fortunately, the people outside just looked at us, gritting their teeth with hatred, but there was nothing to be done, they did not dare to move the house, and it seemed that they did not dare to come in.

"Haha, you're here to get us!" Yan'er actually provoked those people outside the door. Seeing her put her hand on her nose and pretend to be a pig, I couldn't help but smile wryly and said, "Why don't you say they came in and dragged us out?" ”

"This is a house for the dead!" Lei Xing half-crouched behind us and said coldly: "How could they come in".

As soon as Lei Xing's words fell, Yan'er and I looked back at him at the same time, and Yan'er, who was still proud just now, suddenly sank her face, and saw that the three of us were sitting in this paper house for the dead, and our hearts were extremely heavy and speechless.

Yan'er and I unconsciously approached Lei Xing's side, close to him, and deeply felt the indescribable fear emanating from this paper ceiling that touched our heads......

"What should I do......" Yan'er muttered in horror.

It seems to be "isolated" here, obviously made of paper, and it should not have a soundproof effect, but we can't hear the outside speech clearly in the house, only that it is very noisy outside, and there are people walking around the door, what are you discussing? Busy with what?

It's not that we're squatting inside, and it's not even when we go out, waiting for the time to pass a little bit...... (To be continued.) )