There is a folk song in the Panshiling generation that sings like this:

Qingming head, sweep the tomb and worship without worrying,

In the Qingming Dynasty, the children and grandchildren worship the mountain prince,

At the end of Qingming, the lonely ghosts have no home to return.

The so-called Qingming head, Qingming middle, and Qingming tail are calculated according to the days of the lunar calendar.

The days of the Gregorian calendar of the Qingming Festival are fixed on April 4 and April 5, but the lunar calendar days are different from year to year.

If it is on the first day and second day of each month of the lunar calendar, it is the standard Qingming head, and on such a day as the twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty-thirty of the lunar calendar, it is a proper Qingming tail.

As for the Qingming Festival, those days in the middle of each month of the lunar calendar can be regarded as the Qingming Festival.

Generally, the head of the Qingming Festival, the normal worship and tomb sweeping, there is nothing to pay attention to; during the Qingming Festival, the tomb sweeping requires as many men as possible to attend. The so-called mountain prince is actually the ancestor buried on the mountain. There are many men in the family, the family is prosperous, and it is not much of a problem to go to the tomb to sweep the grave.

As for Qingming Wei, it is evil. According to the folk ballad of Panshiling, on the day of the end of the Qingming Festival, all kinds of lonely ghosts and wild ghosts that have no one to sacrifice and sweep will wander around.

On this kind of day, when you sweep the tomb, go out from your home, and go all the way to the mountain to worship, you have to burn a knife of yellow paper every time you cross an intersection.

It is intended to buy a safe journey and avoid entanglement of filthy things.

The ancestors of Panshiling have been passing on this folk rumor from mouth to mouth, until Jiang Yue's father's generation, they all abide by this set of rules. Every time I go back to my hometown to sweep the grave, I never lack a sense of ritual. Especially when it comes to the end of the Qingming Festival, it is even more exquisite, and it is not ambiguous at all.

Don't look at the three dogs, the things inherited by the older generation usually go to their hearts.

Seeing that Jiang Yue was stunned, Sangou couldn't help but remind: "Third brother, the lunar calendar is the twenty-ninth day of February today, at the end of Qingming, could it be that those dirty things have touched the house?"

After saying that, the brothers who were standing outside the courtyard suddenly felt a little cold.

Fortunately, at this time, a phone call brought them back to the normal world.

On the other end of the phone was my sister-in-law's anxious voice.

Obviously, the sister-in-law found out that Sangou was missing, and learned that Sangou, the little king and eight calves, had returned to Panshiling safely, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then specially told the various ancestral teachings of Qingming Wei, and after repeated explanations, the sister-in-law scolded Sangou for a while, and then hung up the phone.

"Okay, Sangou! What time did you get up? Dozens of miles of mountain road will you get home? Tuxingsun or Lei Zhenzi?"

"Hehe, I didn't sleep much last night. Second brother, otherwise, let's burn some paper. "As the name suggests, the three dog people haven't slept much all night, and their mental head is still as full as a dog.

Jiang Yue didn't want to go against Zu Xun, at his age, he was originally flaunting rebellion, and when he was a maverick, he was able to return to Panshiling from the city to worship and sweep, which in itself showed that he valued these traditions very much.

Seeing the yellow paper burning to ashes on the side of the road, Jiang Yue's doubts in his heart did not decrease.

Although it was drizzling, the activity of going up the mountain to worship and sweep the ancestral grave could not be discounted.

Jiang Yue carried a hoe on his shoulder, and the sacrifice was carried in a bamboo basket, which was already rare in the city, and was carried behind him. Sangou hung a firewood knife on his waist, and carried a snakeskin bag of yellow paper, paper ingots, paper silver dollars and other things in his hand.

The two brothers crossed an intersection to burn a knife of yellow paper, walked for about an hour, came to a mountain col, looked at the past from afar, there is a pavilion at the end of the road is located at the foot of the mountain, look at this pavilion from a distance like a red bird spreading its wings, the shape is unique.

"Second brother, do you want to rest at Jiuli Pavilion?"

"Only the dead rest in Jiuli Pavilion, do you rest?"

"Non-stop. ”

Whenever an old man dies in Panshiling, he will be buried in the area of Dajin Mountain.

Jiuli Pavilion is located at the foot of Dajin Mountain.

Generally, there are taboos in funerals, and coffins cannot fall to the ground along the way.

But the customs of Panshiling are a bit other, the coffin bearer who comes out of Panshiling, even if an individual is as strong as an ox, must rest when he arrives at Jiuli Pavilion.

If you want to go up the mountain directly, most of the moths will come out on the halfway. Either a coffin bearer pulled his crotch and fell, or the coffin board overturned.

Conventional saying, from Panshiling to Jiuli Pavilion, there are nearly ten miles of road, most of which are sheep intestine mountain roads, which are extremely difficult to walk. The coffin bearer walked here, his physical strength had reached the limit, and he didn't take a breath, and his physical strength was not enough to support him up the mountain.

What's even more bizarre is that Jiuli Pavilion is the place where yin and yang meet. On the Dajin Mountain, the yin qi is too heavy, if you don't take a good breath of yang qi in Jiuli Pavilion, it is easy to have an accident rashly going up the mountain.

There is also a most evil saying, which says that after death, the soul is not extinguished for a while. If you don't wait in Jiuli Pavilion, the body will be buried, and the soul will not return, and it will be easy to form evil demons. You have to wait for all the corpses to return to the cave, and there is no restlessness in the yang world, so that you can be truly peaceful.

In the local area, there are many rumors about Jiuli Pavilion.

Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, there were yin and yang magicians looking for dragon points, in the phase of the big gold mountain, this feng shui treasure land, said that there is a dragon in this place, from the dragon situation point of view, it is really a dragon.

The surrounding situation is good, dragon, cave, sand, water, and these five tips are all comprehensive.

The only fly in the ointment is that there is a mountain peak in the south, which fails to form a grand occasion of five-star gathering.

Later, after the calculation of the Yin and Yang Master, he found a way to make up for it. Simulating the shape of a red bird, a pavilion was built on the south side of Mt. Daikin.

As the saying goes, a thousand feet is a potential, and a hundred feet is a shape.

Replacing the mountain with a pavilion, but it is a small form to make up for the general trend, which is quite a fly in the ointment. But it finally formed a five-star gathering atmosphere, which responded to the auspicious sign of peace in the world.

All kinds of rumors, Jiang Yue and Sangou obviously heard a lot.

The brothers burned another knife of paper in Jiuli Pavilion and found their way up the mountain.

The road up the mountain is rare to walk several times a year, and it is sparsely populated, and it is very easy to breed grass and trees. Without a firewood knife to open the way, it is really not easy to go up the mountain.

Coupled with the rain for several days, the soil and stones are loose, and it is not easy to walk.

It took forty minutes for the brothers to arrive at the ancestral grave of Lao Jiang's family, where generations of ancestors and grandfather's generation were all buried in the surrounding area.

Jiang Yue is strong, responsible for weeding and cleaning, repairing the grave, and finally cultivating new soil.

The three dogs placed offerings, lit incense and burned paper.

After seven or eight ancestral tombs went through the procedures, although the brothers were not lightly tired, they were also smooth.

"Brother, don't you say it's weird? In previous years, it was not easy to burn this paper when it rained, but now this rain is the same as oil, and it is not troublesome for the yellow paper to burn at all. ”

The three dogs can't be idle, and when they are idle, they are easy to chatter.

After Sangou did this, Jiang Yue found that the paper burned really smoothly today.

Xu is this year's paper material is different, what flammable ingredients are added?

There are a lot of bizarre things, and this one is not bad.

It wasn't until the paper money was all turned to ashes and there was no longer any risk of re-ignition that the brothers packed up their business and prepared to go down the mountain.

Anyone who is accustomed to walking mountain roads knows that the way down is more difficult than up.

From a metaphysical point of view, the momentum of going up the mountain is upward, and the spirit is full of energy, and the evil is difficult to attack; when coming down the mountain, the body is tired, and the momentum is downward, and it is more likely to suffer from evil.

was walking, and the three dogs suddenly said a sentence behind him.

"Second brother, did you hear any movement?"

Jiang Yue listened, except for the rustling of raindrops, there was nothing else, so he shook his head.

"No, second brother, listen carefully. There are children crying. ”

Deep in the mountains and old forests, gloomy cemeteries, in the Qingming season, Sangou actually said that he heard a child crying!

Rao is Jiang Yue is bold, and when he heard this, he was immediately shocked into a cold sweat.