The old farmer's original name was Anong, and he used an ancient surname that had been passed down from generation to generation by the servants of the people.

In other words, the old farmer does not have a hukou, he belongs to the black household.

In the early years, when the old peasants were young, they already lived here.

Coincidentally, the old man Wu at that time went out to explore the rivers and lakes and passed by here.

Seeing the big water here, I heard that there was a river demon infested, so I moved my heart to help the world and save people.

After going back and forth, he got acquainted with Ah Nong, and before leaving, he taught Ah Nong some of the Wu family's ancestral secret spells.

and Old Man Wu belong to the existence of both teachers and friends, because Anong did not officially worship Old Man Wu as a teacher.

And the old farmer also learned the craftsmanship of the old man Wu, and his prestige among the servants is very high, and he will have some feng shui mathematics, burial methods, and exorcism and evil spirits.

In the blink of an eye for decades, the servants have quietly multiplied in such a small place.

But just a few months ago, something particularly strange happened.

Anon's son was one of the hunters of the Servants.

He was good at bowing and climbing, but when he passed through the second ditch, he accidentally fell off the cliff and died.

The mountains and rivers in the land of Shuchuan are not what everyone thinks, you come down from the mountain and stand at the foot of the mountain, and the foot of the mountain is the ground.

No, it's possible that what you think of as the ground is only halfway up the mountain, or a quarter or a fifth of the way.

The two ditches in He Lao's mouth are not far from the cliff wall of the hanging coffin.

It is a passage squeezed out by two huge peaks like two palms, like a line of heaven.

Although I hadn't been there, I had seen the two huge peaks from afar, and they were a broken dragon vein.

The death of the old farmer's son was quite strange, and the hunters among their servants did not know how many times a year they had to visit that place.

But something happened on that day, and the people who accompanied him hurried back to inform the old farmer at this time.

When the old farmer learned that his son had died, he immediately went to Erdaogou to observe and look for his son's whereabouts.

Although the old farmer is old, his body is strong enough.

Alone with the hemp rope, he climbed down the uneven cliff from the place where Erdaogou's son fell.

This went for a day and a night, during which He Lao also went to Erdaogou to look for it, but he didn't see the old farmer.

Just when everyone thought that the old farmer was also dead,

The old farmer was found lying on top of a coffin, his hands had been cut off, and blood stained the entire coffin lid.

And the body of his son lay at the old peasant's feet, with hemp rope tied to his body.

The fat man kept smoking, giving people a very irritable feeling.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Let me ask you what is the so-called ancestor? ”

"Alright, fatty, what's wrong with you today? Why is the temper so big? ”

Then he looked up at He Lao Dao and said, "If you say so, you don't know how the old farmer's hand was broken?" ”

"Also, in the two rooms of the east and west wings of the courtyard, it should be the corpses of your ancestors and the old farmer's son, right?"

"Not bad! Not a loss, sir! ”

He Lao looked at me with strange eyes and said, "I really don't know how to break Anon's hand, and the reason for the broken hand is also what he told me." ”

"But Anon doesn't seem to have taken the matter of his severed hand as a matter at all, and is dedicated to studying my ancestor's coffin!"

When he said this, the old farmer's eyes leaked a little fear.

"But my ancestors' coffins are all on that cliff, and I have never entered Erdaogou at all, and I have never heard of why that coffin appeared in Erdaogou!"

The fat man answered: "It's not your ancestor's, and you dare to pull it home?" Aren't you afraid of getting dirty because of this? ”

"That's right!"

He Lao found a bench and sat down.

Looking at the coffin in the main hall, he said: "When I took the clansmen forward, Anon saw that he was no longer good, and when I went to help her, he opened his eyes and said a word to me!" ”

"This is the coffin of the ancestors, you must bring it back!"

"Anong, he is a well-known gentleman in our clan, and he is my younger brother, the older generation of the clan, so we naturally obeyed!"

"But ......!"

"But what? Why did you stop again......? ”

I patted the fat man, then snatched the cigarette from the fat man's hand and handed it to He Lao.

After He Lao lit it, he took two puffs, and then exhaled and said, "However, since my ancestor's coffin and his son's body were pulled back, this courtyard has become what it is now!" ”

"You mean to say that the old yard wasn't like this?"

"Isn't this your clan's Yizhuang?"

The first sentence is what I said, and the next sentence is taken by the fat man.

"Our servants are different from your Han people, from ancient times to the present, we do not have the concept of Yizhuang, when a person dies, the door panel is removed, and the corpse is buried in the cliff for three days!"

"These are all ...... made up by Anun!"

I frowned, this door panel is removed, and the saying that the mortuary will be suspended for three days has been found in many ethnic minority places.

In ancient times, technology was not so developed, and technology was not as advanced as it is today.

The dead will be suspended for three days in order to prevent their loved ones from being buried alive!

And the reason for removing the door panel is that in ancient times, it was a very unfortunate thing for the relatives of the deceased to go door to door to report the funeral.

So how can you let your neighbors know that someone has died in the family and come to help?

That is, to remove the gate of his own courtyard, and then place a coffin on top of the main hall, and the coffin lid is not covered first.

Neighbors who pass by the door will see that there is no gate.

And if there is no gate, it means that the family is dead.

Even if the main hall is not facing the door, and you know that someone in this family has died, then the good relationship will come in and salute, turn the paper, and carry out a series of help!

At this time, the fat man threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and stepped on it with his foot.

"Old He, don't tell me that the corpse breeding ground in this courtyard was also made by this master in the coffin?"

When the fat man said this, he did not shy away from the old peasant lying in the coffin.

Moreover, the word master also deliberately bites very hard!

In this regard, I have said that fat people have been many times, but fat people always go their own way, thinking that they are feng shui masters, and they are afraid of death!

He Lao looked at the coffin and nodded slightly: "This was originally the old farmer's own yard, but since he asked the clansmen to transport the coffin here, he began to renovate the entire yard on one side, sprinkled lime on the ground, and finally covered the lime with mud. ”

"I stepped in to stop it, but my brother seems to have changed as a person, although he has no hands, but he has arranged for people in the clan to do it!"

"Even his son didn't choose to be buried, the body stinked, and just when everything in the yard was ready, something happened that night......!"