This tomb is too... It's a little more intensive.

Chi Jing covered up a small shock in his heart, generally speaking, a cemetery with excellent feng shui would be buried so densely.

But in this cemetery at the foot of the mountain, she couldn't see what's good. Including the tomb mountain in front of her, she can't see a good place, on the contrary, the other mountain opposite this mountain still has a bit of momentum...

It's a blessed mountain type of "Tiger Descending"...

Why is the burial of the "Tiger Coming Down the Mountain" not as dense as this one? It's really a ghost place, will the Kanyu teachers in Cuijia Village look for dragon points?

"Miss Chi be careful, beware of stepping on others." The old hexagram master walked in front, and did not forget to turn around and instruct.

"It's too dense, there's nowhere to put your feet." Anyway, shouldn't the old hexagram master use floating, why should he use it to go? And walked faster than her...

It didn't look far, but it was also a quarter of an hour away. The two of them came to the tree at the foot of the mountain, not to mention the owl, not even half of the other birds.

Seeing her deflated, the old hexagram master was a little unbearable: "Girl, let's wait." Maybe it's night, but we don't know it, and if the owl is out foraging at this time, I'm sure it will come back in three hours at most. ”

Even if it was just nightfall, and the owl had just gone out, and it was nearly dawn in three hours, it was time to return.

"The only way to do this is to wait." Chi Jingdao sighed lightly. It's not that she didn't want to look for other nocturnal animals such as bats, but she also noticed that there was no suitable place for bats to live all the way from the village.

How long had she been trapped in this formation? So where did Zheng Xi's corpse go? What happened to the children in the compound? The corpses of the two little boys brought back by the senior brother were not cleared, and she was in a hurry to find the whereabouts of the corpses, but she did not completely remove the corpse poison...

Could it be that the plague in the miscellaneous courtyard could be because she softened her heart and let Ming'er's two brothers go?

Hey, soft-heartedness really can't be done.

...

"Ancestral Immortal Land... Generations of prosperity... The old ancestor Kao Cui Gong Feiquan Boss... The old ancestor Cui's mother, the old widow of Yang..."

Boredom, Chi Jing remembered the inscription on the grave in front of him. She is somewhat interested in the inscriptions of these ancients, and some epitaphs cover the life of the people in the tomb in just a few words, which is very embarrassing.

However, she read and found that this, why is this a little familiar?

Dumbfounded, she looked towards another tombstone. Therefore, the ancestor Kao Li Gongfei is an old man... The old ancestor Li Mu Zhao Lao Ru...

One more down, so the ancestor took the money to pay for the old man... The old ancestor Qian Mu Xiao is an old woman...

This... Even if you're an illusion, the random draw has to have a technical content, right? Chi Jing only felt depressed in his heart.

"Girl, what have you discovered?" The old diviner saw that she was speechless and looked at the sky, and she was idle anyway, so she asked casually.

"Master, look, the inscriptions on these tombstones are all the same." Chi Jing said, pointing to the inscriptions on those graves.

"Hey! Little girl, don't point your finger at someone else's ancestral grave indiscriminately, it's rude. The old diviner was helpless, and hurriedly stopped her behavior, so he also came to the door to observe the tombstones.

"Oh." She withdrew her hand in a sloppy manner, and since she knew that this was a formation, she had lost her awe of what was inside the group—she was sulking in her heart, how could she still be in awe.

I didn't find anything wrong, and the old diviner thought that she didn't understand the reason, so she told the story.

"When our parents were alive, we called them our parents. If they die one day, we must not call ourselves dead fathers or dead mothers, which is disrespectful. ”

We have to call the dead father "test", the mother is called "妣", and the inscription has to be written "first test" "first concubine" or "Xian Kao" and "Xian Yan", which is the most standardized inscription. ”

If it is a grandfather and grandmother, it should be called "ancestor test", "ancestor concubine" or "ancestor examination" and "ancestral examination" and "ancestral concubine", but the premise of writing the inscription is that his parents and uncles are not alive, and only the grandchildren are left to erect a monument for their ancestors, so the inscription can be inscribed. ”

...

Chi Jing was a little stunned.

The old diviner thinks she doesn't know this? She couldn't laugh or cry. "Master, don't you think it's strange, why are all the grandchildren who erect the monument?"

"This..."The old diviner who was gushing like a river was suddenly interrupted, and stopped to think about it. That's right, why are all the monuments in front of you erected by grandchildren for their ancestors, are these deceased old people all white-headed people send black-headed people, and their sons or something die left?

"If this Cuijia Village is not fictional in this array, but also exists in reality, then it will be interesting." Could it be that this place was also conscripted to build the Great Wall?

"But as far as I know, there is no Cuijia Village in North County." The old hexagram master also fell into contemplation, and a long sigh was blown away by the wind: "In this way, if Cuijia Village is true, then the people in this village are also really pitiful." ”

That's right, it's all left-behind children and empty nesters. Chi Jing nodded in agreement, his eyes full of interest.

"Who in this world is not pitiful." Chi Jing touched her chin and stood in the wind, if she stayed out of the matter and didn't rush out, she would be able to study this strange village for three days and two nights. It's a pity that she's not available now.

...

Who doesn't have pity? The old hexagram master was stunned, as if he felt Chi Jing's impatience inadvertently, so he didn't say anything.

Chi Jing walked left and right among these graves, and she felt like she was walking out of the market among the gloomy graves. Suddenly, she beckoned to the old hexagram master and said, "Master, come quickly, look, there is a small grave bag for a child who died young." ”

No way. The old diviner shook his head and said, then remembered that she couldn't hear it from such a distance, so he walked over again.

He stepped on the dense grave, and secretly said in his heart: You are not strange, there are strange, this little girl is not sensible, don't be angry.

"Miss Chi, a child who dies in infancy cannot be buried in the ancestral grave." It is an unwritten rule that children who die before they are minors cannot be buried according to the rites of passage. They have no children, they have no parents, and they have no merit in this world, so they only need to be buried hastily in order to gather and disperse.

There is also another saying that if a child who dies in infancy receives incense from the earth, he will go home with someone. So the girl said that there was a child who died here, and he never believed it.

"I didn't fool you, master, come and take a look." Chi Jing squatted down, and pulled the grass on the small grave bag for a while.

He walked to Chi Jing's side, glanced at the bulging little earthen bag, and said, "How can the girl determine that this pile of mud alone is a child who died young?" ”

"Oh, master, look." She said, handing him one of the two grasses in her hand.

"It's... Grass? "Dazed.

"Well, if you look at the grass roots carefully, are they very fresh and tender, and they break off with a slight break, which is different from other graves." Chi Jing Road, the focus is on the grassroots.

"The girl is saying that the grass roots are like new births, and what is buried under this is the dead child?"

The old diviner's eyes lit up, and he really lived to die and learned to die. Read the latest chapters, stay tuned