There are no bones, nor any clothing or burial items.

As a coffin bearer, it should be the greatest wish to be able to give peace to the dead. But there is no way to achieve this now.

The village chief and the villagers understood what I meant, and the matter of re-burying the owner of the tomb was interrupted.

But until everyone left, no one mentioned the man who died on the grave hill again.

On the way back, I deliberately fell last.

Jiang Yifeng urged me several times, but he didn't see me speed up, and then he thought of what I meant.

"You're still not giving up, are you?" Jiang Yifeng looked at the villagers who were gradually walking away in front of him, turned his head and smiled at me and said, "I said Jiujiao, you are really tough." That person is not a good thing, and if you restrain him for him, maybe you will have to stick to some bad luck. ”

I understand what Jiang Yifeng said, but I am a coffin bearer, and I really don't want to see someone just like this on the grave mountain, letting the beasts eat him.

In the face of Jiang Yifeng's questioning, I could only answer, "It's better to bury him, even if you don't use a coffin, you should have a few feet of loess to bury it." Otherwise, if he has a grudge in his heart and accidentally becomes an evil ghost, then it will not be the people of our village who will be unlucky in the future? ”

"You have some point." Jiang Yifeng rarely agreed, "Okay, don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha." Even if he deserves to die, the villagers are still innocent. Let him go to the underworld as soon as possible to repay his debts, so as not to have a resentment in his heart lingering in the yang world and refusing to leave, and he will harm people everywhere. ”

Although Jiang Yifeng's words were not polite, he still agreed with my approach in the end.

But when the two of us went home and got our shovels, and when we returned, the man who had been lying on the side of the road, with the money sprinkled all over him, could not be found.

Both of us grew up in the countryside, and me, in particular, was familiar with the environment. In broad daylight, it is impossible to remember the wrong way.

But a strange thing happened, a good corpse, no one touched him, and it disappeared like this.

"Look, that's what God meant." Jiang Yifeng spread his hands and said to me, "It's not that I don't want to help you, but you see that since God won't let you bury him, then you don't want to be obsessed." ”

Although I was puzzled, I couldn't find the body and I had no choice, so I had to go back with Jiang Yifeng.

On the way back, I couldn't help but think about the suddenly lost corpse.

When I returned to the village, I had just walked to the door of the house and saw the village chief standing there and looking around. Next to him stood an uncle in his early fifties, who was also from our village.

When I saw it, I hurriedly walked a few steps forward and asked, "Village Chief, Uncle Xu, is there anything wrong?" ”

The village chief seemed to be in a hurry, and came up to grab me and said, "Boss of the Guan family, you're back!" Everyone went down the mountain together, why did you come back so slowly? We've been waiting for you here for a long time! ”

I didn't want the village chief to know about Jiang Yifeng's return to the tomb mountain, so I didn't say anything.

Seeing that I didn't answer, the village chief didn't ask any more, pointed at Uncle Xu, and said to me: "Originally, I didn't want to come to you, but you Uncle Xu begged me, the villagers, only you understand this, you can help carry the coffin once." ”

I listened and hurriedly said: "They are all villagers in the same village, since Uncle Xu can trust me, then I should naturally help carry the coffin." I just don't know, who is carrying the coffin? ”

When Uncle Xu heard this, he seemed to want to smile at me, but in the end, the pain in his heart was heavier, so he didn't laugh. With a bitter face, he explained to me: "Alas, I'm ashamed to say that it's my two boys. ”

Uncle Xu has two sons, the younger one is more than ten years older than me. He was one of the people who came with my father yesterday to dig the grave. Hearing this, I remembered the incident in the morning again, I am afraid that Second Brother Xu also suffered a tragedy because of yesterday's incident.

Yesterday, when the villagers were present to stop the digging of the grave, several people did not come. One of them is Uncle Xu.

I have a dad like that, and I feel very helpless.

Uncle Xu has a son who is about the same as my father, and he is probably in the same situation as my grandfather, right?

The person in the morning was not from our village, no one in the village knew him, and he had just been murdered and injured here yesterday, so everyone was naturally indifferent to him.

But Second Brother Xu is different, first of all, he is from the village; Secondly, Uncle Xu has always been a good person, and he has a good relationship with everyone. As a father, he doesn't want his son to be on the street, and if he asks everyone, everyone can't be ruthless and not help him.

I took the guy, and Jiang Yifeng and the two of them, walked in the direction of Xu's house with the village chief and Xu Bo.

On the way, Uncle Xu explained the whole thing to me.

When Second Brother Xu came with my father's group yesterday, Uncle Xu also knew. But he raised such a son, there was no possibility of persuasion, and he didn't have the face to show up in front of the villagers, so he didn't go to protect the grave with the villagers.

Later, when he heard that the villagers not only failed to protect the grave, but were beaten in vain, he felt even more guilty.

This morning, he was actually at the grave mountain, but he went to his ancestral grave. I want to incense my ancestors, and ask my ancestors to appear and let the prodigal son turn back. However, what he didn't expect was that the ancestors did not manifest, and the ghosts did not want to stop.

On the way home, he tripped and fell and only felt that he was lying on top of a person.

Struggling to get up, the sight almost scared him out of breath.

Second Brother Xu's body was lying quietly under him, his eyes were round and open, and he had lost his look, but he could still see that he was panicked before he died. Paper money was sprinkled on the ground around the corpse.

It is also a mountain of violent corpses, and it is also surrounded by paper money. After listening to Uncle Xu's description, I can even conclude that Second Brother Xu was also scared to death.

This was obviously also the revenge of the owner of the tomb, which led to such a similar death.

After listening to Uncle Xu's story, I couldn't help but sigh deeply.

If the tomb owner is unwilling to let go of the person this morning, and is unwilling to let go of Second Brother Xu, then will he let the others go easily? Even if I don't want to admit it, I do have a layer of worry in my heart.

Blood is thicker than water, just like Uncle Xu can't forgive Second Brother Xu, but he doesn't want to see him die. I don't want him to be in the wilderness, but I hope that someone can bury him so that he can be reincarnated smoothly.

Although I hate my father for killing my mother, I hate my father for sending my grandfather to Xishangouzi regardless of family affection. But in the bottom of my heart, I don't want to see my dad end up like this one day.