There is a small window between the two burial chambers of the husband and wife tomb, commonly known as "crossing the fairy bridge".

Death is like life, loving husband and wife sleep together when they are alive, and when they die, they must open a small window in the middle of the tomb, so that they can see each other from time to time, and they hope to renew their marriage in the next life.

In the open coffin lay a woman, certainly not as bright and moving as she had been alive, and although her face and hair were still faintly visible, most of her body had turned black. It's just that the apricot-red phoenix tail skirt she was wearing was still intact, and the skirt was blown by the wind and fluttered. Zhao Zimai thought that if she was still alive, she would definitely be swaying by this skirt.

"I heard that this 'crossing the immortal bridge' first appeared in the Han Dynasty, when most of them were carved out of a small hole in the wall of the tomb, indicating that the tomb owner and his wife could continue to communicate in the underworld. Now, even if husband and wife are in love, most of them are buried together, and 'crossing the fairy bridge' is extremely rare. But I never thought that I would see me here today. The villager who had known the origin of the fairy bridge looked at the two connected tombs with interest and sighed.

"If it is the love of husband and wife, it is just enough to be buried in one place, why should they be buried in two separate burials? Isn't that a waste of material? Mu crippled his head and expressed puzzlement.

"I read in the book that 'burial in the same cave' generally means that the husband and wife will be buried together when the time of death is relatively close. If the husband and wife died far apart and wanted to be buried together, two burial chambers connected together would be built, which is this kind of 'joint burial'. It's just that I want to dig a window between the two tombs to make something like 'crossing the fairy bridge', and I have heard of it for the first time and seen it for the first time, which shows that the tomb owners of the two tombs in the north and south were very loving during their lifetimes. Zhao Zimai explained to Mu Cripple, and then looked at the newly dug tomb to the north, "Structure, decoration, carving...... Even the coffin was exactly the same, and he wanted to live in exactly the same space as her, just like when he was alive. ”

"Love?" Sang sneered, "En'ai is going to leave her and run away by herself?" Affection can't give up all the things of the world? Don't want to be here with her? ”

Zhao Zimai was speechless by it, but after thinking about it, he smiled dumbly, and felt that its words were not unreasonable.

"It should be loving in life, but don't want this kind of affection."

A very small voice came from behind them, and Sang turned his head and gently pressed down the brim of his hat to avoid his eyes startling the villager standing at the back of the crowd.

"Do you recognize the owner of the tomb?" Zhao Zimai took a step closer and stretched out his hand to beckon him over.

The man then came out of the crowd, glanced at the two burial chambers, and said with a dry laugh, "I don't recognize it, but I heard the story of this crossing of the fairy bridge when I was a child, and they said that there is a connected burial chamber next to our village, and a couple are buried together." It was said that the husband loved his wife so much that he could not bear to be separated from her when he died, so he dug a window in his tomb, but he begged to see his wife one day, just like ...... It's like the bridge meeting of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. But the reality is not as rosy as the legend is, but somewhat ...... Some of them are ...... infiltrating."

"Tell me about it." Sang climbed up from the grave, sat down on the floor, and lowered the brim of his hat a little more, making a deferential appearance.

***

The man met the woman in the tea garden where he was listening to the opera, and he was heartfelt and uncontrollable at first sight, but the woman had already decided to marry at that time, and after a while, the deceased would wear new clothes and marry another woman.

The man is unwilling, and every time he thinks that a woman will soon wash his hands and make soup for others, and that he will grow old with others, his heart is like thousands of ants crawling, disturbing him day and night, and he can't live in fear.

At last, he decided to do something, something that had been on his mind for days but had never made up his mind to do it.

He knew that the son of the family where the woman was married liked to play chess in the chess hall, so he took advantage of the night to sneak up on the roof of the chess hall and threw a flower pot on the young man's head. Poor young man, his head was smashed into several pieces, and the blood and brains that sprayed out were stained red with black and white chess pieces.

"I can't get it back."

The man slipped off the roof and secretly rejoiced when he heard the exclamations of the people in the chess hall.

The woman's family was grieving over this matter, but the man took this opportunity to take advantage of the situation, be attentive and considerate, and do his best to win the favor of the woman's parents. Finally, a year later, the woman's parents nodded yes and betrothed their daughter to a man.

At this time, the man felt that he was the happiest and proudest man in the world, and he had married the wife of his dreams, although it was at the cost of his hands stained with blood, but he felt that it was all worth it.

But the good times didn't last long, and not long after marriage, men began to doubt women. And basically every suspicion is based on his own baseless assumptions.

The servant, the cook, the coachman, the shopkeeper...... Anything of the opposite sex that a woman can come into contact with, he has to be suspicious of it all. Who she's been talking to more lately, who she's laughing at, why is the tone of her speech always so gentle......

Was she flirting with them? He didn't believe it, but there was a trace of emotion in her eyes......

The man began to secretly observe the woman, and at first, he always deliberately left the house and suddenly turned back to test the woman to see if the woman had been unfaithful to him. Later, he noticed that the woman was beginning to be dissatisfied with him, so he acted more carefully.

He dug many holes, in the walls, on the door panels, in the windows, and he peeked into her through these holes, observing her expression, movements, and tone of voice when she spoke to the opposite sex, so as to judge whether she was really private with others.

The woman found the holes.

The eyes in the cave were staring at her all the time, and no matter where she walked, there was such a pair of eyes behind her, staring at her like a thorn in her back, and she couldn't sleep.

Finally one day, when Wang Er, the man's personal servant, asked why women were always depressed recently, she couldn't help crying, she had been suppressed by this eye hidden in the hole for too long, so Wang Er's unintentional concern became an outlet for her emotions.

However, the woman did not confide in Wang Er the man's secret, and at this time, she also wanted to maintain the man's dignity as the head of the family. So after crying, she sent the confused little guy away.

But a few days later, Wang Er died in a terrible accident.