Old people often say that the dead should not be stained with the tears of the living. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because, the tears of the yang people in the world fall on the deceased, which will make the deceased reluctant to leave, and the yin spirit is uneasy......

Therefore, when wiping Mo Li's body with a warm white cloth with warm water with his hands, he changed into a white plain clothes. Chu Feng's tears couldn't help but flow. His head was twisted to the side, and on his shoulders and arms, he kept wiping the tears that came out of his eyes, not letting these tears fall on Mo Li's body.

Holding a white cloth soaked in hot water, he carefully wiped Mo Li's body. Wipe away the dried and congealed blood on her body, and wipe the skin of her body that was not cold at all......

Hands trembled softly.

I want to carefully wipe off the blood stains and dirt on her body, and I want to look at her carefully again, engrave her into my mind and soul, and never forget it.

However, to see the horrible wound on the top of her head, to see her bloodless cherry lips, to see her closed eyes......

Silent, motionless.

That terrible wound, what pain she had endured when she was away.

She didn't even see the last side, and she left.

I feel sorry for her leaving in such a hurry, I feel sorry for the pain she suffered when she left, and I feel sorry for her that she has too many obsessions to worry about......

The hardest, life and death separation.

Now I cry again, regret again, think again, and read again.

But how can he tell the dead......

Carefully changed her into plain clothes and white clothes, gently hugged her, and put her into the ice jade coffin.

Bending down to put Mo Li into the coffin, Chu Feng gently caressed Mo Li's face, and with a trembling hand, he gently took out the piece of phoenix jade in Mo Li's mouth.

Putting that phoenix jade on Mo Li's neck and chest, Chu Feng stood beside the coffin, staring down. The hand holding next to the coffin had white joints and low breathing.

The body trembled uncontrollably. Chu Feng stood beside the coffin for a long time, and then turned around and changed into plain clothes.

The mourning hall has been arranged.

Incense burners, paper money, and other items have also been prepared.

In front of the coffin, in the center, there is a small table. On the table, incense burners, candles and other things, in the middle of the ground in front of the table, there is a small brazier, in the brazier, burning paper money folded into long strips......

Lu Mingqi, Liu Jianglong, and Liu Mubai, the three of them came to pay their respects in turn according to their ages.

Chu Feng stood on the side and bowed deeply.

From beginning to end, several people did not say a word, and their expressions were solemn and heavy.

When it was time to keep vigil at night, Chu Feng stood alone in the simple mourning hall, guarding Mo Li's coffin.

Guarding by the coffin, Chu Feng had no sleep all night, got up from time to time, stood beside the coffin, looked down at Mo Li in the coffin, and muttered to himself.

The night was very long, because it was cold and frozen, and it was alone.

The night was short, because there were too many words to say, because I wanted to see her more. Her appearance is deeply engraved in my mind, engraved into my soul, and never forgotten until death.

The auspicious time for the funeral has already been calculated.

No matter how reluctant to part, no matter how miserable it is, there will be a time to part.

"It's time to seal the coffin, Chu Feng ......"

It's about to dawn.

The time is almost up.

It's going to be funeral, it's going to be buried.

Chu Feng was still standing in front of the coffin stupidly, looking down.

Lu Mingqi, the eldest of the several people, couldn't bear it, but he still stepped forward to comfort and remind Chu Feng that the time had come.

The jade coffin is very heavy.

Liu Jianglong and Liu Mubai were at the end of the coffin with some difficulty, pushing the lid of the coffin and slowly closing it upward.

"Brother and sister, the coffin is going to be sealed, you are hiding from some coffin nails......"

"Sister-in-law, it's time to seal the coffin......"

The old rule is that when the coffin nails are laid, you should speak to the dead in the coffin and remind them to avoid the coffin nails and not to be injured......

Although the jade coffin has no nails, everyone knows it in their hearts.

This coffin is the real yin and yang forever, and there will be no day to see each other.

Liu Jianglong, as Chu Feng's brother and friend, saw Chu Feng's appearance at this time, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Liu Mubai, as Chu Feng's younger brother and friend, is also sad at this moment.

Everyone never thought that Chu Feng had a dead wife who was not buried......

"Chu Feng, let it go, otherwise you will delay the auspicious time...... Let it go, let your younger siblings go with peace of mind. ”

Chu Feng's hand grabbed the coffin and stared at the dead person in the coffin.

Lu Mingqi hugged his waist, dragged behind him, and persuaded him in a low voice.

Although he couldn't bear it in his heart, he couldn't let Chu Feng lose his mind and miss the time for the funeral.

"Let it go, brother......"

"Brother Chu Feng, don't let your sister-in-law go uneasy."

Liu Jianglong and Liu Mubai, who were about to seal the coffin, saw Chu Feng's appearance, and the two persuaded in a low voice.

While speaking, the two of them came forward and took a lot of effort before breaking Chu Feng's hand. After Lu Mingqi stumbled and laboriously carried Chu Feng out of the distance, Liu Jianglong and the others sealed the coffin lid.

At this time, Chu Feng was like a lost soul, staring at the jade coffin that had been sealed with a pale face.

"Brother, it's a funeral. You're going to throw the brazier, burn the paper money, and lead the way......"

The brazier in front of the coffin in the mourning hall is continuous day and night, and the paper money is not extinguished.

When the funeral is buried, the brazier is thrown in front of the door, and the cannon is fired at the intersection to burn paper money. Lead the way for the dead and sue the ghosts and gods in all directions.

All of these need to be done by the people close to you personally.

Lu Mingqi helped Chu Feng to walk in front and threw the brazier and burned paper money. Liu Jianglong guarded the coffin of the spiritual position, and Liu Mubai walked on the side, firing a cannon to tell the eight directions.

Out of the funeral and burial of the dead, my wife is not separated.

……

Lu Mingqi drove a car and walked in the front.

Liu Jianglong drove a car, carrying Chu Feng and pulling the jade coffin.

Liu Mubai drove a car and accompanied him in the rear.

Three friends, funeral.

One person, accompanied by a jade coffin to the dead.

Out of town, past the village.

The people are thinning, and the mountains are desolate.

Winter morning light with thick fog.

The car slowly stopped.

people, one after another.

"Go back, just send it here. The rest of the way, I sent her alone. ”

Liu Mubai drove a truck and walked at the back.

In the car, all the things pulled were wreaths, paper ties, ingots, paper money and other things.

Liu Jianglong drove a hearse and walked in the middle.

In the car, Chu Feng, who was guarding the jade coffin, was carried.

Lu Mingqi drove a black luxury car and walked in the front.

In the car, wearing white flowers.

Chu Feng got out of the hearse and carefully moved the jade coffin in the hearse to the outside of the car with great force.

Lu Mingqi and others got out of the car one after another.

From the last truck, take down the paper money ingots and paper wreaths carefully, and put them neatly in different categories.

The fog is very thick in winter, and at this time, it is in the wild mountains, and it is even more than a few meters away, so you can't really see the situation ahead.

Lu Mingqi and the three of them put down their things one after another, but they saw Chu Feng in the dense fog in front of them, standing next to the jade coffin, doing something, but it didn't really make people look real.

"My wife is not leaving, and I will be funeral today. I use the ghost needle, borrow the power of the ghosts and gods of the eight directions, and send a ride to the netherworld......"

Seven dragon needles, returning to the left wrist dragon bracelet.

Chu Feng took off the ghost needle, pierced it into the center of his eyebrows, and dripped the essence blood of his eyebrows.

Take blood as a guide, draw a spell as a array.

The wind gradually rose, and in the thick fog, there were many ghosts.

The paper-tied man, who was wet and soft by the thick fog, gradually moved and became erect. The white paper face, which was originally pale and frightened, has soft lines at the moment. The originally red and piercing lips and blush, at this time, are bewitching and blood-red, which is a little weird.

The paper man, soft and swaying, stood up in the thick fog, staggered and unsteadily, and walked towards the jade coffin.

The paper-tied sedan chair seems to be lifted by an invisible thread. In the fog, it seems to float.

On a winter morning, the wind was blowing. The paper money in the sky was blown by the cold wind and fluttered.

The paper money was scattered in the thick fog, and the jade coffin slowly left the ground and flew into the air.

Paper money fell on the jade coffin and landed on the wilderness beside it.

In the blurred fog, some figures were faintly visible. Carrying the jade coffin, he walked slowly and gradually moved away. In the fog, from vague to no-see.

The shadow faded away in the fog and faded away. But a burst of mournful music came faintly in the dense fog of the mountains.

Lu Mingqi and the three of them stood in place. Looking at the paper money and other things that have disappeared in front of me, I almost suspect that I am in a dream.

Chu Feng and the jade coffin disappeared without a trace.

The things that were piled up all over the ground just now were gone.

If it weren't for the three empty cars beside them, if it weren't for the fact that several people had known each other for a long time, Lu Mingqi and the three of them doubted whether they had a big dream......

In the distance, there was the roar of a mountain.

In the distance, like the sound of thunder and the end of the world.

winter thunder and earthquake,

Heaven and earth are combined,

Dare to be with the king.

When the cold winter is over, spring comes.

Spring is blooming, and everything is recovering.

The people living nearby only realized that the mountain in the distance had collapsed.

In the nearby city, there is still a legend of the stranger in winter.

Even if many years have passed, things are not people.

Nomadic people still pass on the stories of strangers in the past.

It was one winter, and the town at the foot of Mount Kinabalu came to a dusty stranger.

The thin man, like a madman, bought some jade chiseling tools in the city and rented an old truck. Facing the cold winter of wind and snow, when every family was reunited at the end of the year, they entered the mountains and went up the mountain to mine jade.

That day, it was snowing heavily.

The man, from the mountain, carried out four pieces of strange jade.

Each piece of jade is as thick as a coffin lid.

Yes, those pieces of jade are really as thick as coffin boards, the same length and width......

The stranger, looking thin and weak, carried the heavy Kunlun jade step by step, walked out of the deep mountains and old forests in the wind and snow, and came to the edge of the city.

Back then, three gangs of robbers and strongmen in the city formed a gang to rob this stranger's strange jade.

But those ones died a lot, and there were countless wounded. The strongmen of the three gangs are all folded inside.

But it's as if it never happened. No one asked, no one mentioned it.

Even the families of those who died did not make any more noise.

Some people say that the four large pieces of Kunlun strange jade were sold for a sky-high price by this stranger.

Some people also say that these strange jades were taken away by the people above.

Some people also said that these four pieces of strange jade, which were the size of coffin boards, were really made into coffins by that strange stranger......

That day, foggy.

Someone saw that the stranger and his three friends drove three cars.

A black luxury car with tens of millions of dollars, extremely magnificent. Wearing white flowers, open the way in front.

A long black hearse, carrying the jade coffin and the stranger, went out of the funeral and was buried.

A truck, pulling a wreath of paper money, accompanied by a paper man.

When I came back, there were only three cars and three people.

The jade coffin in the car is gone.

The paper-tied paper money and paper people who accompanied the funeral in the car are also gone.

That is, on the day of the fog, a sacred mountain in the distance collapsed.

Some people say that it was the stranger who collapsed the mountain.

The mountain was used as a grave and a jade coffin was buried.

Some people also say that it was the stranger who dug up the jade essence from the jade mine.

The jade essence is not there, and the mountain mine collapses.

Some people also say that it was the mountain god who was angry and wanted to punish the stranger who dug up the jade essence.

Therefore, the mountain god collapsed the sacred mountain and buried the stranger and the divine jade that had been made into a jade coffin under the mountain......

Who is that stranger?

Nobody knows.

I only knew that it was a young man, thin and weak.

looked at the powerlessness of the chicken, but he was able to carry the strange jade and walk out of the deep mountains all the way. But he can fight to the death with the three gangs of murderers with his own strength.

Who is the person in that jade coffin?

The person in the coffin seemed to be a woman.

It seems to be the wife of the stranger.

Later, where did the stranger go?

No one knows where the stranger ended up, and even three of his friends lost contact with him.

Some speculate that the stranger killed someone in the local area, and was later killed by the local revenge people and thrown in the wilderness.

Some people also say that the stranger guarded the jade coffin and lived in the deep mountains and old forests.

It is also said that after the stranger buried his wife, he left the land of sorrow.

And what about the three friends of this stranger?

These three of his friends couldn't find him anywhere and couldn't contact him.

After waiting for him in this place for a long time, he had no choice but to leave.

Every few years, it seems that people rush to this place. I don't know if I'm looking for that person from a stranger, or if I'm looking for the jade coffin treasure made of strange jade.

……

Around the veins of Kunlun jade, this legend has been passed down for many years.

As time passed, no one knew whether this legend was true or if it was a rumor spread by word of mouth.

Since that day, Lu Mingqi, Liu Jianglong, and Liu Mubai have never seen Chu Feng again.

They were at the foot of the mountain, waiting for the fog to clear, until the red glow of the east rose.

The day was somewhat clear.

There was still wind, but it stopped.

But he stood there and looked ahead.

The snow has not melted.

On the snow, but there is no trace of it.

I wanted to go into the mountains to find Chu Feng, but I couldn't find any clues on the way.

Chu Feng and the jade coffin, as well as the paper tied with the burial, seemed to have evaporated from the world, without a trace.

Lu Mingqi and the three of them waited from sunrise to dawn until noon, and then waited until nightfall in the evening.

Chu Feng, that's it, said goodbye without saying goodbye.

It was only at this time that everyone knew that Chu Feng had left, and would not come back to return to Suzhou City with them, and rushed back to Yangzhou......

In the next few days, a few people who did not give up searched for the direction from which the sound of the landslide was faintly heard when the morning light and the dense fog had not dispersed, and searched all the way.

After inquiring all the way, I heard from the local old people who lived around and pointed out the way forward. It was learned that among the mountains several miles away, there was an unnamed mountain peak......

Heavy snow covers the mountains, how can you go into the mountains to find clues?

On the Yangzhou side, Chu Feng's family called and asked Liu Jianglong about Chu Feng's whereabouts at this time.

Liu Jianglong did not know how to answer Li Qingping's inquiries.

Let Liu Mubai wait here for a few more days to see if he can wait until Chu Feng comes back. Liu Jianglong and Lu Mingqi rushed back to Yangzhou day and night......

Chu Feng is here, one person guards the spirit, and one person mourns.

Over there in Keyangzhou, there is another person's wedding.

On one side are the dead, and on the other side are the new.

Dilemma, how to choose?

……

There is only one day left before the wedding, and it seems that there is no longer a secret.

Li Qingping and Wen Shuzhi gritted their teeth fiercely, and had to tell Shu Shi the reason in private.

"It's me and your aunt who have no way to teach you, Shu Shi, if you want to get out of the marriage, we have nothing to say! Chu Feng, this bastard thing, when he comes back, I will definitely break his legs! ”

In the room, Li Qingping, who had an old face and was angry, said to Shu Shi slowly, "It's not okay to accompany you."

Wen Shuzhi held Shu Shi's hand, handed her mobile phone to Shu Shi, and clicked on the text message that Chu Feng sent a few days ago.

Seeing the content of the text message sent by Chu Feng to Wen Shuzhi on the mobile phone, Shu Shi could no longer hide the pretended strength.

I was worried for a long time, and I thought about it for a long time.

At this time, the tears were crystal clear, and finally the tears slipped down.

"I may not be able to go back to the wedding, so I asked Uncle Li and Aunt Li to help me cancel the wedding. Let Sister Shulei help take care of Shu Shi and persuade her to ......"

His eyes were blurred with tears, looking at the screen of his mobile phone, the content of this text message that Chu Feng had sent to Wen Shuzhi a few days ago.

The wedding cannot be held and the wedding is cancelled......

These words, like knives, pierce the heart.

The pain is unbearable, and the bitterness is full of heart.

Why, and for what exactly?

Or you, what's wrong?

Shu Shi's heart hurts.

At the same time, she was confused.

What is the reason for all this?