Chapter 7 The Ancient Necropolis of Houshan

It was dawn, Wu Nian finished washing, dressed neatly, and walked towards Zhao's house, he and Leng Yue have been classmates for many years, and the relationship has always been good, and if there is a relationship in this aspect, Zhao Rong should be given a ride.

When I arrived at Zhao's house, everyone was ready, four hemp ropes were tied horizontally on the coffin, not much thinner than the child's wrist, four pieces of wood were worn, sixteen biao-shaped men stood on the left and right, Zhao Jianguo, Zhao Jiantai was dressed in filial piety clothes at the front, carrying a wooden stick, with nearly 100 white notes wrapped around it, which was somewhat similar to the spirit flag in Bai Wuchang's hand.

Zhao Jian'an and Zhao Jianbang followed behind them, followed by the coffin, and finally the people who saw them off, just waiting for the notice of the completion of the opening of the cave and set off!

The second old man Zhao Hua said, "It's still early, the guys in Kaifudi have just walked for half an hour, it's good to be able to get to the cemetery, take a little rest, and set off at 7 o'clock."

As soon as the words fell, more than 20 people ran in from outside the door, and it was the guys who arranged to go up the mountain to open the cave, with panic on their faces and panting!

"How did you guys get back? So soon the blessed land was opened? ”

One of the leaders replied, "Second old man, the blessed land has been opened, but it was not opened by us, it was already opened when we went, and it was not one, there are several."

After saying that, he sat on the ground panting, and it seemed that he had run all the way back, his face was pale, as if he had been scrambled by a ghost!

The Zhao family looked stunned after hearing this, what is the situation? And someone to help dig the cemetery? Wu Nian also couldn't figure it out, he had heard of it for the first time in all these years.

Since the blessed land has been opened, the coffin can't always be parked at home, Zhao Hua gave an order, "go"

For a while, mourning and music rang out in unison, and more than a dozen suona sounds were mixed with the sound of drums, which did not cover up the crying and mourning of the Zhao family.

The two Guotai brothers pointed the way in front, the Anbang brothers took three steps and made a move, nine steps and a kowtow, and the group set off towards the temple in the east of the village, and the place was sprinkled with paper money, and the scene was heartbreaking!

When I arrived at the mountain temple, I carried the coffin around the temple three times on the left and three times on the right, and the family burned the items and clothes used by Zhao Rong in front of the temple!

Mr. Yin and Yang held the compass in his hand, and after a few turns, he killed the big rooster in his hand with a knife, and when the last drop of the rooster's blood flowed, Mr. Yin and Yang shouted "The coffin head is ahead, the coffin tail is facing backwards, the front is high and the back is low, and the head is held high."

The mountain temple is five miles away from the Zhao family cemetery, the mountain road is rugged, and it usually takes 20 minutes to walk, and finally in about an hour, when the coffin bearer is about to hold on, he came to the front of the cemetery!

Wu Nian took a breath of cold air from afar, Wu Nian muttered in his heart, how many tombs are these, it seems that there must be more than a dozen, who is so filial, even if he is filial, he will not dig so many if he dies!

The second uncle glanced at the tomb, his face was quite ugly, and he felt like he was going to die of anger at any time!

The farthest place is the tomb of the ancestors of the Zhao family, buried in order according to the generation, and the tombs in front of you are arranged very regularly, four holes in the farthest place, four holes in a row nearby, and there are eight holes in a row at the feet, a full sixteen holes, what does this mean, I almost wrote my name, isn't this just for the three generations of the Zhao family's direct lineage!

The fourth old man, Zhao Gui, had the most violent temper, and he fainted with anger when he glanced at it, and the other Zhao family members also gritted their teeth with hatred!

There is a saying in the ancestral training that the ancestral grave must be buried in order according to the generation, and the matter has come to this point, the second old man instructed, "bury, and then fill the rest of the tomb, leaving the bad luck"!

After speaking, he didn't wait for everyone, turned around and went down the mountain......