It's been three watches, and there is not even a ghost in the dense forest except for himself. The man chattered and walked with great reluctance, until at last he stopped in front of the tomb.

This tomb was discovered by the second dog in the village, and when he said that he was buried, he watched from the side. A big girl with black hair and white skin, she looked like she was asleep with her eyes closed. The man imagined in his mind what a woman would look like, with black hair and white skin, just like the little daughter-in-law that the village chief had married from the city.

His heart was a little tickled as if it had been clawed by a cat, so he scratched it twice. It doesn't matter if you don't scratch, you will be hungry when you scratch it. The man hasn't eaten since yesterday, there's no way, he's tight, if he can't dig anything up, maybe the next one to be buried in the loess mound is himself. He cursed under his breath and rubbed his stomach with his hands.

It was at this moment that he saw something, one that he needed most at the moment. It was a bowl with dumplings in it and a pair of chopsticks on the side.

The man suddenly remembered that this was the winter solstice, and according to local customs, it was to be sacrificed. He estimated that it was the family of the woman in the grave, and because he missed it, he also put such a bowl of dumplings in front of her grave.

I thought that in this weather, even if the dumplings didn't freeze into ice, they should have cooled down a long time ago. Unexpectedly, the dumplings in this bowl were still a little warm.

The man scanned the surroundings vigilantly, listened carefully with his ears sideways, and after confirming that he was the only living person around the cemetery, he took a dumpling with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

The meat is resting in the dumplings, and the meat is delicate, and when you bite into it, the whole tooth is fragrant, and the oil in the dumplings will drip down the tip of the tongue to the throat, which is really beautiful. After the man swallowed two dumplings in succession, he slowed down his swallowing speed and began to chew slowly.

In addition to the aroma of meat, there is also a hint of sweetness in the dumplings. The man is a rough man, and he can't say what this taste like, but he envies the life of the woman in this grave from the bottom of his heart. Because this dumpling, at first glance, it is specially wrapped for the people in this tomb, and the taste is this kind of sweet.

"Damn, rich people will really enjoy it, even the dumplings that come out of this pack are different from ours. Eighty percent of this meat is fine lamb meat, and it tastes so tender. This sweetness is estimated to dispel the smell of mutton, after all, it is a girl's house, exquisite! ”

The man chattered while eating the dumplings in the bowl, and soon, the bowl was about to bottom. At this moment, there was a sudden "snap", and a cold thing stuck to his face.

The man subconsciously screamed, and the chopsticks in his hand almost fell to the ground. He steadied his mind and touched it with his hand, and it turned out to be a piece of paper, soft, and the color could not be seen clearly, but he estimated that it was either white or yellow, because there was a square hole in the middle of the paper, and this was the cemetery where the dead were buried, and this paper must be the paper money scattered by the sacrificial people during the day.

The man cursed, threw the paper money on the ground, sucked and ate the last two dumplings, and then threw the bowl to the ground casually.

"Magnetic"

There was a very slight sound in his ears, and the man turned around and saw a phosphorus fire burning where the dishes and chopsticks had landed. The phosphorus fire, pulsing in place, looked like a blue one was watching his eyes.

It wasn't the first time a man had done such a thing, and he remembered the first time he followed his boss down to the ground and dug up the coffin when he was eight years old. At that time, he was still doing the business of fishing for yin, and the one lying in the coffin was not a delicate and delicate girl, but a shriveled old corpse. Because of his boldness, he huddled in the crowd, and when others were not looking, he put his arm in, and then pulled something out of the old corpse's eye socket.

It was a jade butterfly, in the words of the boss, it was worth three or five meals of wine, but for the sake of his boldness, he gave him the jade butterfly. He was very happy and excited at the time, and vowed to follow the boss for the rest of his life. But in the end, the boss was hooked by the little lady who sold coffins in Luoyang City, and finally lost his life.

After the boss died, the gang also dispersed. In addition to being bold, he didn't learn any other skills, so he could only earn a stutter by helping people move corpses. But the dead are not like anything else, and they can't happen every day, so it's common to be hungry.

Thinking of this, the man put his hand into the collar and touched the jade butterfly he was carrying. The reason why he left this thing was that he wanted to be lucky, and he wanted to wait for the day when he met a girl he liked, so he gave her this jade butterfly as a token of love. But in a blink of an eye, he was in his thirties, and there was no warm bed around him, not because he didn't meet his photo, but because none of the people in his photo were willing to follow him.

The man spat at the ground, looked at the grave and said, "I hope that the person lying here is really a big girl, and it doesn't matter if she is not beautiful, she can also enjoy it." Grandma's, this poor trouser belt has to be tightened, counting, I haven't smelled femininity up close for two or three years. ”

As soon as he thought of the woman, the man's heart began to scratch again, and he quickly circled around the grave, and finally found the hole that the dog had mentioned.

The man looked around again, and then carefully lit a small lamp that he carried with him with a fire fold. This lamp was specially made, and the oil used in it was the oil of the ever-bright lamp dug up from the graves of the rich and noble. It is said that the lanterns in the tombs of the emperors and generals are made of mermaid oil, which is particularly precious. Those rich and noble families who are not emperors and generals also want to use this kind of everlasting lamp after death, but they can't find the merman to refine oil, so they pay for people to get some corpses back and boil some corpse oil, and it is said that the effect is the same. The boss also thought about this, and made a corpse that I don't know how to dig out of the grave to boil oil, but the oil didn't boil out much, but the smell almost smoked people to death.

The small lamp in his hand was actually modeled after the lantern in the tomb, the lamp body was double-layered, there was a small container for lamp oil, and the wick was soaked in old vinegar. The outer layer, filled with some water, is used to cool the lamp oil. Although it is not as good as the lantern in the tomb, it can still shine a light on the eyes when you go down to the tomb.

The man carried the lamp and bent his waist and got through the hole. The tomb was not very large, and when I bent down to go in, I saw the coffin. Unlike the coffin next to it, the color of this coffin is dark red, and the lid and body are embellished with gold thread. It was the first time a man had seen such a strange coffin, and even his back was a little chilly.

"Right...... Let's ...... Bar...... Click......"

When the man came to the coffin, he stopped, gritted his teeth, and began to touch the cold lid with his hands. To his surprise, there were no nails in the coffin.

"Grandma's, could it be that someone took the lead, and the second dog deliberately deceived me to go short?"

The man cursed inwardly and pushed the lid open with his hand.

"Squeak...... Squeak......"

As the lid of the coffin was pushed open, a faint sweet aroma came to the nostrils. The man clearly heard his own heartbeat, and he slowly bent down, put his eyes to the slit, and looked into the coffin......

Xing Ruyi only squinted for a while before waking up, because in her sleep she heard the sound of ghosts crying. When I opened my eyes, the bonfire was still burning, and the fox's handsome face was reflected more and more beautifully. Chang Tai sat opposite them with his back against an old tree, his sword resting beside him, his eyes closed, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or not.

The fox originally had his eyes closed, but when Xing Ruyi woke up, his good-looking fox eyes also opened.

"Awake?" The fox asked, tightening the blanket over Xing Ruyi's body: "Is it cold?" ”

Xing Ruyi shook his head and looked into the depths of the forest, "It's not cold!" I dreamed that when I first met you, I was reminiscing about it, and suddenly I heard the sound of a ghost crying. I don't know if the cry was in a dream or in reality, so I woke up. ”

"Don't be afraid! Unafraid! Those ghosts don't dare to bother you! The fox said, like coaxing a child, and gently patted Xing Ruyi's body twice. In the wilderness, it is normal for some lonely souls and wild ghosts to be. Especially the kind of hypocritical ghosts, it is not easy to see someone, crying, making trouble is inevitable, if you feel noisy, I will clean them up. ”

"Forget it, people didn't come to mess with me, but the crying was louder, and I heard it." Xing Ruyi said, straightening up, but still leaning on the fox's arms: "Will Qingqiu be as cold as here?" Do you fox people live in caves, or do you live in houses? If you live in a cave, you'll have to help me find some hay, and I won't be able to sleep on the hard stone bed. ”

"What if you were told to lie down on me? Can you still sleep? ”

"Naturally, I can sleep!" Xing Ruyi pulled the fox's arm, rested it on the back of his neck, and lay back again: "You didn't see it just now, not only can you sleep on you, but you also sleep very soundly." Of course, being woken up by the cry of the female ghost doesn't count, it only means that my sleep is too light. ”

"You really didn't sleep well!" The fox nodded: "It is said that healers do not heal themselves, it seems that this sentence of your mortal world is true." ”

"Could it be that all of you Qingqiu doctors can heal themselves?"

"We fox people rarely get sick." The fox said, clasping Xing Ruyi's wrist: "From the point of view of your mortal Chinese medicine, you should be a symptom caused by the lack of kidney yin, the inability to wet the mind, and the lack of nourishment of the mind. You can take some medicines to nourish yin and calm the heart for conditioning. For example, Angelica Liuhuang Pill is made by blending angelica, raw land, rehmannia, coptis, skullcap, cork, and astragalus. Angelica sinensis and two places can nourish yin and nourish blood, the main medicine is three yellow diarrhea fire, and astragalus is solid and adjuvant. When you get to the next town, I'll ask Li Mao to buy it for you. ”

The fox said, using her fingers to press Ruyi's Neiguan, Sanyinjiao, Taichong, Baihui and other acupuncture points respectively to help her temporarily relieve the local soreness caused by the discomfort of her sleeping position.

Xing Ruyi enjoyed the fox's press, and said in an extremely pitiful tone: "I am indeed deficient in kidney yin, because my yin and yang can't be reconciled!" ”

The fox was stunned, shook his head, and laughed.

"It's coming, when you get to Qingqiu, your yin and yang can be reconciled."

(Education 123 Literature Network)