When Zhang Qiyun took the little bell from under the white paper flag, he said to my father and me: "You can take out the copper coins in your mouth!" ”

The father spit out the copper coins at once, hurried up to help clean up, and asked, "How is the situation?" ”

Zhang Qiyun took down the white flag, put it in a brazier and burned it, looked at the flames that burst out, and said, "When did you write the divine position of the Heaven and Earth Monarch?" ”

My father thought for a moment and said, "I wrote it when I was twenty-four, and now I am forty-four, which must have been twenty years ago!" ”

"When did your father die?" Zhang Qiyun then asked.

"A year before I got married, nineteen years ago!" The father replied.

Zhang Qiyun nodded, "Your father also died because his relatives couldn't close his eyes, and he didn't turn a blind eye!" ”

My father's father, my grandfather, whom I had never met, had been dead for nineteen years, could he still influence me? I don't remember grandpa. From the conversation between the two of them, I knew that Grandpa's body also needed to be dug up and cremated, and only in this way could I completely lift the "kiss without closing my eyes", and then dissolve the "ground word from the ground!" ”

I really don't understand why "Heaven and Earth Monarch Teacher" is just five simple words, why is there so much attention? Moreover, I don't know how special it is, and the punishment after writing it wrong is so terrible.

My mother brought me a bowl of medicine, which was Zhang Qiyun's prescription, and I took a sip and felt it was very unpleasant. But I didn't say it, I looked at my mother's crying red eyes, my heart was sour, and I drank the medicine in the bowl in a big gulp.

Perhaps, I don't belong to this world in the first place, and I came to this world just as a punishment.

Perhaps, my departure is a relief from this family.

After drinking Zhang Qiyun's medicine, his body was slightly hot, and he seemed to have some strength.

Zhang Qiyun came over to check my pulse, "Fangzi is not a prescription for curing diseases, but it can make you better!" ”

I nodded and said gratefully, "Thank you!" ”

"The bronze lamp has not been lit, you don't have to lie in the coffin! Get out and walk! Hearing Zhang Qiyun say this, I left the coffin, walked a few steps inside the mourning hall, and sat on a chair.

"Mr. Zhang, do you want to dig up my grandfather's body too?" I asked Zhang Qiyun.

He nodded, "In the Wulun taboo, your grandfather is the first victim!" ”

"Mr. Zhang, I don't understand why I have to suffer such serious consequences if I make two wrong words? Is there any reason for this? I couldn't help but ask, very angry in my heart. My father is a shrewd businessman, but he has never been a bad person, the price of the pharmacy at home is fair, the child is not bullied, and he also gives free medicine to the poor, why is the family ruined because of the wrong two words? Why don't good people get rewarded?

Zhang Qiyun looked at me with a cold expression, "What do you think of Heavenly Principles?" ”

I didn't think that Zhang Qiyun would ask me back, and after a little contemplation, I replied: "I think the heavenly principle is that good people have good rewards!" ”

Zhang Qiyun listened, but just smiled coldly, and said with a little mockery: "Haven't you heard that good people don't live long, and disasters live thousands of miles?" ”

Hearing Zhang Qiyun say this, I was stunned, and I didn't know how to answer at all. There is a faint question in my heart: "Is there really no heavenly reason in this world?" ”

The exhumation of Grandpa's body was scheduled for noon the next day, and at noon, the sun was shining directly and the sky was clear.

The family members who had arranged in advance had already arranged a simple bamboo canopy on the cemetery, which Zhang Qiyun had specially arranged.

Grandpa has been in the ground for nineteen years, but he has always been blind to death, and his resentment is very heavy.

Before breaking ground, Zhang Qiyun killed a big red rooster to worship the mountain god, and my father and I made incense, and there was no female dependent. Eight family members broke ground at the same time, Zhang Qiyun was wearing a soapy yellow robe, holding a copper coin sword, his eyes were like swords, and his expression was serious.

The little bell that had been hanging under the white flag the night before had been threaded and hung on my chest, and a small weighing stone was hung on my father's chest.

Scales are commonly used objects, used for the old saying "although the scale is small, it can weigh a thousand catties", a small scale in front of the ghost will weigh as a thousand catties, can be used to ward off evil spirits.

The stele was pried down by the family one by one, all of them are good stones, and my father also spent a lot of money to hire skilled craftsmen to build the stele back then, but now it is to knock it down one by one, which is really unpredictable.

The fragments of the stele and the loess were all carried out, and a tall stone tomb was almost moved to the ground, and the coffin was about to be unearthed.

Zhang Qiyun grabbed a handful of red dry soil on the ground, and said to me and my father: "This place was originally a treasure of feng shui, and the color of the underground yin soil was because of the purple-red oil soil, but now it has all become dry soil, which is caused by the transpiration of the corpse. ”

My father and I both nodded, but didn't speak.

The earth has been transported out, and the outline of the coffin has been dug up. It was a fine golden silk coffin, buried in the ground for nineteen years, and it looked very old, but it was not seriously damaged.

After a while, the whole coffin was dug up, Zhang Qiyun prepared an iron pry to open the coffin on the side, he slowed down slightly, took a deep breath, silently recited something in his mouth, and then held his breath and stared, and directly pried open the coffin with iron.

Once both sides were pried open, someone else came over to help open the lid together.

"Bang!" When the lid opened, there was a muffled sound, and then a black gas rose from the coffin.

The black gas quickly disappeared, and there was nothing unusual around. After a pause, I followed my father to the coffin and looked inside.

Inside the coffin of the black wood lay a corpse, the corpse had dried up and could not be seen clearly, but there was a very terrible place - eyes.

A pair of gray-white eyes were wide open, as if they might come back to life at any time.

The father glanced at it, immediately knelt down, and kowtowed repeatedly: "Father, my father is above, it is my son who is unfilial, and you have suffered!" ”

I also knelt down with my father and kowtowed.

"Whoo ......" There was a sudden strong wind outside, and the wind was louder, and the simple shed that had been built had a crumbling feeling.

"The situation is not good, come in with firewood!" Zhang Qiyun commanded loudly.

The firewood for burning the corpse had already been prepared, and the family quickly went out to bring in the firewood.

The wind grew louder and louder, and the light around it dimmed instantly, and even though it was noon, it seemed to be dusk in an instant.

The black wind was clinging to the ground, whirring around, and there seemed to be other sounds mixed in.

"Oops! How to meet at this time! I heard Zhang Qiyun's shocked voice.

"Mr. Zhang, what's wrong?" Father asked hurriedly.

"Everyone lie down, no matter what they hear or feel, they are not allowed to make a sound!" Zhang Qiyun shouted at the people around him.

When everyone heard Zhang Qiyun's shout, they immediately lay down, and I saw Zhang Qiyun take out a stack of yellow paper very quickly, and then picked up the clod of soil from the third and pressed the yellow paper on the back of the person lying on the ground, and then he ran to me, pressed the yellow paper on my back, and also lay down beside me, and whispered to me and my father:

"It's bloody! Meet the Yin Soldier Crossing! ”

After hearing Zhang Qiyun finish speaking, I heard the sound of footsteps, horses' hooves, and the sound of weapons colliding in the wind. The sound is intermittent and mixed with the wind, and if you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it at all.

Then I heard the sound of the horses snorting, and then I felt the ground beating like a drum.

As the sound got closer and closer, I felt as if my heart had received a huge impact, as if it was about to burst, and my eyes seemed to jump out of their sockets, and the whole person was unspeakably uncomfortable......

"Knock...... Knock ......"

There was a violent knock in my ears, and the sound was like a gong being struck violently.

The sound of metal tearing blasted my eardrums again and again, making my eardrums almost burst.

Suddenly, I felt something pressing down on me......

I don't know how long it took for that thing to weigh on me......