Can't be buried?

What does it mean that you can't be buried?

These words were buzzing in my head, echoing over and over again.

But Aunt Lian dropped this, as if she was afraid that I would ask something more, so she casually explained to me a few words, and when she recovered her spirits later, she went downstairs for lunch or something, and left my room with the vegetable basket.

How can I be in the mood to eat now?

My mother clearly told me that my grandfather had been buried safely, but now Aunt Lian told me that my grandfather couldn't be buried? Knowing that I would be looking for my grandfather when I woke up, why did they say such contradictory things?

Sure enough, grandpa's death is still a bit weird!

Mass graves?

If Aunt Lian didn't lie to me, it means that I can still see my grandfather......

Thinking of this, I immediately rolled over and got out of bed, put on my shoes, and walked downstairs like a fly.

Although I was a little surprised that my body did not appear weak, hungry and thirsty after lying down for so long, it was a good thing for me right now.

As I passed by the kitchen, I saw Aunt Lian talking to someone.

However, due to the angle problem, I couldn't see the person opposite Aunt Lian at all, and I was worried about going to the mass grave to find my grandfather, and I was afraid that she would stop me if I made a noise, so I didn't care, and sneaked out the back door and went straight to the mass grave in the south of the village.

The mass grave in the closed village is said to be two hundred years old.

Almost all the villagers in the eight towns know such a place. During the war years, this was also the final destination of many homeless people, and later many foreigners who died in other places and no one came to pick up the bodies were buried here.

However, now, transportation and communication are becoming more and more developed, population control is much stricter, and the custom has gradually changed from burial to cremation, so even if a foreigner dies in a foreign country, he will be sent to the town, and after cremation, he will wait for his family to claim it.

It is estimated that except for the most heinous murderers, no one will bury their bodies here.

It's just that the villagers don't talk much about the mass grave to their children, so most of the young people in the village only know that there is a mass grave in the closed village, and it is a small cemetery in the mountains where a few monuments are erected indiscriminately.

They had no idea that the small hill covered with bamboo they passed when they entered the mountain was a mass grave.

I know this very well.

After all, my grandfather once brought me here to practice yin and yang techniques, but I was in this kind of place full of resentful spirits, and I didn't sense the yin matter, so he let me go, and I was too lazy to bother with this effort.

Later, I asked my grandfather why he brought me to the bamboo forest hills to practice magic.

Grandpa just told me that this is the mass grave of the closed village, which was originally a small basin, but the corpses were gradually piled up into a small hill, and in the early years, because of the terrible supernatural events, some masters asked the villagers to cover these corpses with thick soil, and set up a formation in all directions, so that the small hill was calm for so many years.

At that time, although I didn't have yin and yang eyes, and I couldn't see any terrifying pictures, but as long as I thought about the corpses under my feet, I felt that my legs were weak, and I never came here to play again.

For many years.

I didn't expect to enter the mass grave again, it turned out to be for my grandfather.

But since my grandfather's final destination is here, whether my mother is lying or Aunt Lian is lying, this trip to the mass grave is imperative for me!

Unfortunately, the weather today is not too good.

When I first went out, the sky was dark, and when I reached the hills, it crackled and rained.

The rain hit my face, cool, and with a bit of the fragrance of bamboo, there was no rancid smell of mass graves, and it was completely reminiscent of the white bones under my feet.

This small hill is not big, but it is not small.

I don't know where my grandfather's accident is, and it is taboo for diviners to tell fortunes to my family, and this is a mass grave, which involves too many people's lives, and it is not easy to tell fortunes for this place.

I was in a hurry to go out and didn't have any tools with me.

Even if you temporarily use the things at hand to make spiritual navigation objects such as pendulums and compasses, it is easy to be disturbed by the spirit body in such a place where the yin energy is too much.

There is no other way but to walk around in person.

I realized this, and without further delay, I resolutely went into the bamboo forest.

This bamboo forest, because of the excessive nutrients, grows very densely. Looking into the depths of the bamboo forest, the layers of branches and leaves have already covered the sunlight and raindrops.

At noon in the middle of summer, even if there is a rain, it is still very hot.

But the deeper I went, the darker and colder it became, as if there was a piercing coldness that kept drilling into my body.

I didn't have this feeling when I came with my grandfather, but it was unusually familiar, as if I had experienced it somewhere.

Huangquan Road?

It doesn't seem to be the same......

Whether it was finding that something was wrong with Xia Lan, or realizing that he was on Huangquan Road, the feeling of coldness running straight through his head was mainly due to the fear in his heart, rather than the actual feeling of his body.

And for now, I'm not afraid.

So, where does the familiarity come from?

I wondered to myself, and casually folded another bamboo stick to pull the weeds that blocked the view in front of me. As soon as I stretched out my hand, a white shadow suddenly shook from the corner of my eye, and instantly brought a gust of wind.

Is it Ah Piao?

I made up my mind almost instantly, and subconsciously ran after the white shadow.

The white shadow floated fast as it passed me, but when it noticed that I was following behind, it began to float and stop, as if waiting for me to catch up.

I had a gut feeling that this was something to do with my grandfather, so I didn't hesitate at all and kept following him.

Just as I was chasing the white shadow, about to step over a bamboo lying on the ground—

"Dog!"

Loud cheers rang out.

I was startled and kicked on the bamboo, and my attention instantly returned to the present, and I immediately realized that on the other side of the bamboo was a dark pool of stagnant water.

It's more like a grave pit.

A strong rancid smell came out of the stagnant water, almost making me vomit.

If I hadn't been pulled back by the loud shouts, I'm afraid that I would have already stepped into it, and whether it would be life or death at this time, it would be really hard to say.

This white shadow is definitely deliberate!

I steadied myself and stared at Bai Ying like a torch: "What the hell do you want to do?" ”

The White Shadow sensed that I had not fallen into the grave, and in the blink of an eye he jumped in front of me. It tilted its head, revealing half a pale face and blood-red eyes from under its long hair.

I was stunned.

Before he could react, he felt himself being pulled by a powerful force and fell towards the grave.

Life and death are at stake.

A thunderbolt suddenly fell in front of my eyes, striking the white shadow impartially. After a roar that nearly tore my eardrums, the white shadow vanished.

"Boom-"

With this sound, the strength that was pulling at me was gone, and my body fell uncontrollably into the stagnant water.

I subconsciously closed my eyes, but instead of the wet stickiness I imagined, I felt my body fall firmly to the ground.

Well? What's going on?

I opened my eyes and looked around.

The bamboo forest in front of me is still the same bamboo forest, but where is there any white shadow or puddle shadow, but on the other side of the path, there is an old Taoist who is standing with a fairy wind and bones, looking at me with a smile.

"Grandpa Bullnose, why are you here?!"

"You stinky boy, just woke up and ran around, if something happens, then your grandfather will not die in vain?" The old Taoist stroked his beard, although he was smiling on his face, the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, "He has no choice but to sacrifice his life to the sky because you broke the rules, you don't want to live up to his good intentions, go back with me!" ”

"But ......"

"You can't see him when you come to the mass grave, he has been buried in the cemetery in the county town. I'm going to leave for the Taoist temple in the afternoon, and before that, I'll have to give you this thing that your grandfather left behind. ”

The old Taoist stepped forward slowly, took out a strangely shaped key from his sleeve, put it in the palm of my hand, and reminded me in a serious voice.

"Dog, don't let grandpa down!"