The Yellow River is not a river?

I've heard this before, and I'm still dreaming about it.

Since I was about a teenager, I often had some strange dreams, in my dream there was a huge river, the river was rattling, from the depths of the river, there was a crisp and dull sound, in my sleep this voice said a lot of words, but after waking up, I only remembered one sentence - the Yellow River is not actually a river.

Uncle's words evoked many fragmented memories for me.

It's really strange to say, since I was a child, I have had a lot of strange dreams, sometimes I wake up in a dream, my brain will have a brief confusion, as if everything in the dream is real, and everything after waking up is a dream.

Another strange thing is that I found that my memories are incomplete, and even when I recall things from my teenage years, some of them can't be remembered at all, and there are even gaps.

I also asked my mother about this, and he said that I once had a high fever and burned like this.

The other people were stunned when they heard the uncle's words.

"Mr. Song, you said that the Yellow River is not a river, it is ...... What is that? ”

"It's a grave! A tomb where ancient gods are buried, you should have all heard of the ghost coffin of the Yellow River, right? ”

I nodded first: "What my uncle said was that you didn't want the Bai family to find the red coffin hidden in the Thirteen Ghost Caves of the Yellow River before?" ”

The uncle smiled, and smiled indifferently.

"That's just one of the burial coffins, there should be a total of seventy-two such coffins in the Yellow River."

"Ahh What does it mean? So who are these seventy-two coffins for? ”

The uncle shook his head: "I can't say this clearly, it should be a god!" ”

Several people's attention was fixed on the uncle's pale face, the uncle sighed slightly, picked up a cigarette from the table, took out one and stuffed it into his mouth, and Hao Minyuan on the side quickly took out a lighter to help him light it.

"In fact, the coffin of the main lord was dug up once during the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty, and I don't know if the sudden decline in the power of the Qing Dynasty is related to this incident......"

Before the last century, dredging was carried out every year in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River.

Nearby residents have to go out to the river to work. That is, each family has a prime-age laborer, of course, the elderly can also go to boil water and cook something, if not, they have to pay.

This incident happened in a certain section of Dongming County, Shandong, a winter in the Daoguang years, the Yellow River basically had no water, everyone dug up the silt at the bottom of the river to strengthen the embankment next to it, suddenly, a person roared, the sound was extremely miserable, and then all the people at the bottom of the river began to roar, and the people who cooked on the shore were very surprised.

After a while, everyone stopped and went back to work. When I asked them about them during the meal, no one knew they had ever made such a sound. That is to say, the memory of those few minutes, the people at the bottom of the river are gone.

However, the oddities are not over yet.

Friends in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River should know about this kind of thing. Something strange happens every time the Yellow River is dredged, and it's not the first time that hundreds of people roar together like the one mentioned above.

The local yamen specially sent a folk customs expert to check and appease the people by the way. The peasants spontaneously organized some goddesses and old people to perform dojo-like pacification rituals. Strange things happened.

On the afternoon of the day when the folklore experts arrived, news came out of the river: a transparent coffin had been dug up!

Transparent coffin? When the old people rushed over, there were already a lot of onlookers, very strange coffin, just dug out of the top cover, the mud on it has been wiped off, people can clearly see that there are many small fish swimming around the corpse, but you can't see the appearance of the corpse, only the general outline, wearing a double layer of shroud, you can judge that there is no child before death (local custom).

It is common sense that it is impossible for a fish to survive in a closed coffin for a long time. So the airtightness of this coffin is definitely not good, but if this is the case, the shroud should have been gone a long time ago, I'm afraid it will be difficult to even leave the bones, because, the old people have not heard of what will be buried in a transparent coffin, not to mention, this is the bottom of the river, it was submerged after the diversion of the Yellow River, and the strange thing is that this coffin was not washed away, because of local customs, the depth of the burial is only about 3 meters.

The funeral custom there is that if there are no children alive, all funeral goods are doubled. Except, of course, the coffin, which has gold in its mouth and silver in its left hand, and a dog cake in its right hand.

Dog cakes are corn tortillas steamed with cornmeal and hair stubble, and there are vicious dogs blocking the road in the underworld to deal with. The coffin is divided into three, six, nine and so on. The thin coffin is a 3-inch board, which is estimated to rot in two or three years, and the good one is a 9-inch board, and it is made of hard wood such as camphor wood and sandalwood. Then put a poplar coffin on the outside, which is called a poplar coffin.

But transparent coffins are unheard of. No wonder everyone is so curious. At the same time, there is also a faint chill in the bottom of my heart.

At this time, it had been divided into two groups, led by some old people, who insisted on not digging anymore and buried the exposed cover on it. I am afraid that it will harm my children and grandchildren. The young people insisted on seeing what was going on, and if they didn't believe in evil, maybe they would dig up some gold and silver treasures, and then they would make a fortune.

Folklore experts also have a curious attitude and let them continue digging. So the old people burned incense and prayed beside them, saying that some children are ignorant, please bear with me, and so on.

The boys dug up the mud around the coffin and carried it away, one by one. The coffin is 1 meter exposed, and there is still no end below. It is said that the coffin is about 1 meter high at best, and the atmosphere is gradually solemn, and what is even more strange is that the coffin lid and the coffin seem to be connected together, without any gaps.

Everyone pinned their hopes on the coffin that could be opened at the bottom, but which coffin was opened at the bottom? Inexplicable fear spreads in the bottom of my heart, perhaps, it is right not to dig. Everyone continued to dig, while digging, while getting the muddy water out, in the river, there has been a pit 2 meters deep, 40 meters in diameter, the coffin has been exposed 1.5 meters, still not seen to the end.

The mud dug out is already cement, that is, it is more difficult to dig down, everyone has been very strange, the small fish can see so clearly, why the others can't see clearly? How tall is this coffin and what kind of coffin is it? No one spoke, and the only sound was the sound of shovels digging in the mud, accompanied by the occasional sound of a coffin.

It doesn't feel like glass, probably because of winter, it's very cool to the touch, although it's daytime, the sun is very good, and the temperature is in the mid-10s. There was still a chill.

Someone couldn't hold his breath anymore, and summoned more than a dozen people to stand on the side of the coffin and push hard, trying to make the coffin move, but the coffin did not move at all, indicating that the part buried in the mud was far deeper than people thought.

Keep digging!

Someone is agitating, this is indeed a laborious job, and the digging has changed people three times! The coffin, the coffin that protrudes from the ground is already taller than a person, and the light green light reflected in the sun.

What's even more strange is that people see the corpse inside floating in the middle, always in the middle. He was at 50c'm when he dug 1 meter, and 1 meter above the ground when he was 2 meters!

What's really inside? It's not like water, but it's not water, how can a fish swim in it? It seems that this question can only be answered if it is completely dug up. Someone offered to test how deep it was with an iron rod, and at this time, someone invited the most famous local feng shui master.

Mr. Feng Shui came to the coffin, very surprised, but did not speak, and looked at the coffin carefully.

After looking at it for half an hour, he asked the folkloreist, "Do you have to dig it?" "Dig!" Folklore experts have been indulged in the joy of archaeological discoveries.

Of course, he did not forget to ask, "Will it do any harm?" ”

He didn't believe that the fortune teller would know this Rausch.

"No," the fortune teller said lightly, "but according to this digging method, I'm afraid I won't be able to dig it out for a month!" ”

People stopped. The fortune teller stepped aside, whispering something to the local village chief and some old people.

After a while, the old man came and said, "All those who belong to dragons, and those who are not dragons, but who were born in December, leave the bottom of the river and go to the shore."

Within five steps there will be a white serpent. The fortune teller said, walked to the southeast of the coffin, stopped four or five steps away from the coffin, and said, "Find two people with wooden shovels and dig down three feet."

The sun was getting weaker and weaker, and the fortune teller said, "I may not be able to dig it up today, so take something to cover it, and don't let it rain!" After a while, the peasant came with a shovel and, as instructed, dug down in the designated place. Soaring Chinese

White Snake? That's a fairy! The old people were muttering in their hearts.

There is indeed a small white snake in the local area, but it is extremely rare, as soon as the old ladies see the little white snake, about the length of chopsticks, they will kowtow, find a plate covered with red cloth, invite the white snake to their home, burn incense and offer, it is strange to say, the white snake always climbs to the plate very obediently, and then enjoys the incense for a few days, and then disappears silently.

The fortune teller drew a circle of about one foot, and the two of them began to dig, indeed, the mud here is obviously easier to dig than in other places, and it is not a lot of effort.

One person shouted: There are a bunch of frogs! "Stop digging!!"

The fortune teller hurriedly stopped it, everyone was very strange, it was normal to dig frogs in winter, what was the fuss.

Everyone saw more than a dozen frogs crowded together.

How can there be snakes where there are frogs? The old people began to pray again, if nothing else, who had ever seen such a big coffin, not to mention that it had alarmed people anyway.

The fortune teller was sweating profusely, and later heard him say that he was almost running back. The fortune teller took out the frogs one by one, there were no white snakes, nothing but frogs!

No, the fortune teller doesn't know what he's doing wrong, that's what my father told him.

How could there be no White Snake?

He stood up and asked loudly, "Are there any dragons and people born in December who have not quit?" Find out at your own risk! ”

~ A few onlookers left in disagreement, no wonder, who can't take a closer look at this kind of thing? The old people vaguely understood in their hearts: "It's not that the white snake is afraid of them, but it's not beneficial to these people"

At this moment, someone shouted: "Snake! The snake is on a wooden shovel! ”

A small white snake is exposed, and the difference from usual is that this white snake is not completely white, but with a little spots, and everyone has seen a little different, it shows its head, frequently spits out letters, very vigilant, winter snakes should not be like this.

The fortune teller carefully took the little snake and put it next to the coffin, the bottom of the coffin to be exact, and the little snake quickly drilled down, and after a while it was gone.

Most of the people knelt in the mud and prostrated in the most traditional but also the most respectful form of worship – the 24 prostration, which is an extremely complex form of prostration, including the eight trigrams.

Generally, it is the most solemn way to kowtow when the relatives pass away, and there are elders who take the lead, step by step, take square steps, and kowtow! 24 Worship is over, everyone is on their knees and at a loss! At this time, the fortune teller said, "Okay, just kowtow, it's getting late, let's go back to the shore and rest, tomorrow morning." ”

Everyone silently returned to the shore, and the fortune teller's incomprehensible attitude was also bottomless.

The people who didn't see the white snake were shouting, "Let's ...... it with a hammer tomorrow."

Before he could finish speaking, he was gagged by a dirty mud hand. The old people glared at the hairy boy fiercely.

I don't know the severity, what else is there to listen to the old man? But when the coffin is dug up during construction, it will not be moved if it can be moved, and once it is to be moved, it is necessary to ask someone who understands to pay tribute, invite the happy materials out, and place them properly.

The fortune teller said lightly: "If you should come out, you still have to come out, otherwise it will be troublesome?" ”

Everyone looked at this gentleman with inquiring eyes, "Look at tomorrow, I have 108 black dog paper-cuts here, you stick it on the wall of that yard, remember that all doors must be pasted 2, the water tank must be pasted, this thing must be done by the dragon, remember that it must be posted when the sun comes out, if it is cloudy tomorrow, it must not be pasted!" ”。

It's not loud but it's very firm, it's the kind of firmness that breaks everything. Everyone felt a little relieved in their hearts, after all, someone gave advice, and the command was determined.

"Also, you have to see how much water is in the tank, and how high the wet marks are on the outside of the tank." The fortune teller instructed. Everyone agreed, and went back to their shacks. The black dog paper-cut in the hand is very ordinary, that is, the general puppy with black paper cuts, which is used to ward off evil spirits, but is there any festival why use this?

Most people use new paper to cut it, which seems to be a few years old, and the paper is a little old.

It was finally dawn, fortunately it was a sunny day, the sun was hanging lazily in the sky, everyone went their separate ways, some people came to the coffin around the fortune teller, and some people went to paste paper cuts.

The fortune teller took out 3 sticks of incense and lit them and inserted them in the incense burner that he had brought.

There were words in his mouth, but it was by no means something that was too urgent for Lao Jun to be as anxious as a law or something, and then took out a piece of wood and inserted it into the east of the coffin, and at this time, the fish in the coffin swam more and more frequently.

Everyone always felt uneasy, it turned out that the coffin, it grew taller by itself, yes, the coffins dug up were wiped clean by the farmers, and there were obviously about 20cm more coffins with mud.

Mr. Fortune Teller pointed to the northwest corner and said, "Dig!" Dig until you can't dig it! "At this time, when the river still can't be dug, it is inexplicable, and the fortune teller is not frightened.

At this time, the messenger of the black dog came running, "Sir, the water in the tank is still full (20 cm), and the wet marks on the outside of the tank are still four fingers from the top!"

"Got it"

The fortune teller agreed lightly, and kept staring at the small fish in the coffin, the small fish is the small fish, a very ordinary grass carp, the corpse has risen to the height of a person's waist, it is still blurry, one thing can be seen clearly, the little white snake is also inside! And it's moving, always avoiding the small fish that keep coming at it.

Fish dare to bully snakes!

No wonder Mr. has been watching. A stick of incense had already been burned, and suddenly, with a "click", two wooden shovels for digging broke at the same time! Two halves of wooden shovels stuck in the mud.

The sudden sound frightened people violently, and this is the time when they can't dig up. Both spades were stuck in the mud, as if something hard had snapped the spades.

The fortune teller dug out with his hands, gradually revealing an iron pier, the size of an ordinary garden bench, with some patterns engraved on it, and the fortune teller groped around, slowly pulling out a rusty iron chain.

Everyone gathered around excitedly, could this also be connected to the coffin? A few young men stepped forward to help pull it, and with a hard effort, the coffin shook a little.

"Stop!"

The fortune teller shouted angrily, "Didn't you say you weren't allowed to come here?" The young man who delivered the letter quickly let go of his hand and ran away to the riverbank.

Yes, there is a broken stubble on the chain, probably because of a long time, one of the buckles has been split in half.

Whether you want to continue to pull, you can pull without letting the broken place be forced, and everyone waits for the instructions of the fortune teller. The fortune teller looked at the stubble carefully, thinking, and at this time the sky was slowly clouding.

Mr. Folklore has been looking at the pattern on the iron pier, and suddenly he said: "This should be in the well" Yes, it is used in the ancient well to calm the spring, how did it come here, the old people also looked at the elephant, so it was even more unclear, the chain is connected to the coffin, who will put the coffin in the well? Even if you want to put it, how can there be such a big well?

The fortune teller no longer explained, but told everyone to go back first, and everything would be said the next day.

Although the villagers felt strange in their hearts, they all regarded the fortune teller as a half-immortal body, and they did so.

As a result, the night was full of lightning and thunder, and the rain was pouring down, and the next morning, when the rain stopped, people saw a fortune teller covered in water coming from the Yellow River beach to smile at the people.

Tell people that the Yellow River is not actually a river, and that everything has passed......

The villagers listened to the fortune teller's words, but no one dared to believe it, but it didn't take long for earthquakes, floods and other disasters to no longer happen, and people returned to a stable and peaceful life, so they believed the fortune teller's words.

Later, I heard that the fortune teller died after not living for a few years, and it seems that it was really because of the Tao that broke the sky, and with the increasing peace of people's lives, the matter of the transparent coffin is rarely mentioned anymore, and all the doubts and fog shrouded in people's hearts have gradually drifted away with time!