Chapter 630: Wind Burial (40)

Frankly speaking, I was particularly worried that the third tomb would be in the same situation as Huang Lou said, so the process of digging the tomb was extremely slow, and it was not until four o'clock in the morning the next day that the third tomb was dug up.

I took a closer look at the excavated tomb, and there were no rat holes in it, not even a small hole the size of a thumb, which made me feel relieved, and I did a ritual and covered the tomb with plastic sheeting.

After getting this tomb, those middle-aged men were so sleepy that they said they were going to sleep, but I didn't stop them, so I asked Chen Tiannan and Lang Gao to sleep with those middle-aged men, leaving me alone near the tomb.

Na Lang Gao may have seen that I haven't slept for a few days, so he said, "Chen Jiu, I'm here to guard the tomb, you go and rest!" ”

I shook my head and said, "No need, you, as a confidant, will still rely on you to take charge of the overall situation tomorrow, and I will just guard it alone." ”

He thought about it for a while, but he didn't insist, so he led Chen Tiannan and those middle-aged men towards the mourning hall.

After he left, I was left alone near the tomb, which was somewhat similar to the second tomb, and I was vaguely uneasy, and every three minutes I would lift the plastic film to see the situation in the tomb, but fortunately there was no strange reaction in the tomb.

After about an hour of watch, I was a little sleepy, so I sat down near the tomb, with one hand on my head, and squinted for a while. In a trance, I don't know if I fell asleep or not, and the whole person's spirit is in a state of awakening and sleeping.

Suddenly, a sharp voice came, so frightened that I slapped my head hard, subconsciously lifted the plastic film, and was stunned.

I saw that the tomb was densely packed with rats, the rats were half the size of an adult's fist, their whole body was blackened, and a pair of rat eyes were staring at me deadly, and their mouths were chirping.

Seeing this, I'm numb, Made, hell alive, how did these rats come from?

I first took a flashlight and looked at the plastic film, which was intact and undamaged, and then I took the flashlight and shone it into the tomb to see if there was a rat hole in the tomb.

To my disappointment, the group of rats was so large that I couldn't see anything inside the tomb, all I could see was a swarm of rats.

"Little brother, am I wrong in my guess?" Just then, a voice came from behind me.

This sudden sound startled me a lot, and when I turned my head to look, I saw Huang Lou standing not far behind me, he had already changed his clothes, wearing a gray robe, and holding an ancient kerosene lamp in his hand, with a wick inside and glass outside.

"Why are you here?" I glanced at him and asked.

He smiled, walked over to me, glanced at the tomb, frowned, and said, "Little brother, now believe my words?" ”

I was about to speak, suddenly, I saw a symbol on his left chest, the symbol was exactly the same as the symbol on Mr. Fan and Lu Shen's medicine box, I thought I was dazzled, rubbed my eyes vigorously, and took a flashlight to his left chest, yes, it is indeed the symbol, a bit like a grass, I don't know what the symbol is.

Seeing this, I was stunned, how could this strange symbol appear in front of me again and again, the first to appear this symbol to save Guo Fatzi's life, Doctor Lu, then the nameless old man in Zhuyuan, then Mr. Fan, and now this Yellow Building, what does it mean for several of them to appear this kind of symbol together?

Seeing that I didn't speak, Huang Lou put away his smiling face, followed my eyes and looked at his left chest, then smiled and asked, "Little brother recognizes this plum grass mark?" ”

"Plum Grass Mark?" I was stunned for a moment, so I asked him, "What is the plum grass mark?" ”

He smiled awkwardly as if he had thought of something, and said, "It's nothing, it's just a symbol." ”

Seeing this, I sighed and didn't ask any further, after all, he said so, even if he asked again, he wouldn't get an answer.

So, I suppressed the doubts in my heart, and didn't ask any more, just said, "Does the Huang squad master know where these rats came from?" ”

He laughed, "I don't know how these rats come out, but I know that nine out of ten people who die without a place to bury will be in this situation, little brother, in my opinion, don't waste your efforts in vain, even if you dig more graves, the result will be the same." ”

I thought about it for a while, and I was a little unwilling, so I asked him, "Is there a way to crack it?" ”

He shook his head and said in a deep voice: "In Taoist terms, this situation is a punishment from heaven, in the words of your eight immortals, the deceased did too many bad things during his lifetime, God will not let him be buried in the ground, there is no way to crack it, he can only obey the mandate of heaven, if you wantonly disobey the mandate of heaven, the consequences are not something you and I can bear." ”

"In your opinion, how is the best way to bury Mengke?" I asked.

"Wind Burial!" He said.

I was stunned, before digging the grave, I thought about wind burial, Qing Xuanzi said wind burial, and now even Huanglou also said wind burial, is Mengke's fate really so bumpy? Could it be that Mengke really can't be buried in the ground? Is it really necessary to be buried by wind? Don't good people get good rewards?

All of a sudden, a lot of thoughts crossed my mind.

After a long time, I asked the Yellow Building, "Is there really no other way?" ”

He shook his head and didn't speak.

Seeing this, my face sank, and my mind was a mess. As far as I am concerned, when a person dies, he must be buried in the ground, and the current situation is that as long as a grave is dug for Mengke, some inexplicable things will happen, which is completely different from the funerals I usually come into contact with.

"Little brother!" That Huang Lou suddenly spoke, he patted me on the shoulder, and said: "There is an old saying, you should have heard it, landing An Xiaogen, three-year-old An Dagen, everyone from the moment they landed, the general fate came out, three years old is destined to the end of life, we ordinary people, can not resist these fate, can only obey the fate." Perhaps, your wife was destined for this kind of ending from the beginning. ”

It's good that he didn't say this, as soon as he said this, my emotions were a little out of control, Mengke can only be described in one word in this life, miserable, even if she finally made some deals with the old witch, this is also human nature. Let's ask, in this world, who dares to say that he is an absolutely good person?

"It's not fair." I yelled at him and said angrily: "Why do so many people in the world live in style, why do so many people in the world live freely, why are good people punished by the so-called heavenly principles, and what is the fairness in the world?" ”

Three whys in a row, roared out the grievances in my heart.