There are many quirky and quirky professions in this world. E-book end download - the birth of every profession has its inevitable reason. Most of the occupations are normal most occupations. But there are some bizarre minority professions, perhaps, you haven't heard of them.

So, does anyone know about the bone-picking profession? There should be a lot of people who know, although this industry sounds 'hairy', but it is very sacred. Who is not willing to be buried in the earth after death?

The so-called picking up bones is because the Han people went to Taiwan to reclaim the land in ancient times, in order to return to the roots of the workaround, there is no custom of picking bones in the Chinese Han society, because everyone respects the past, thinking that it will be safe to go into the soil, and picking up bones for two burials can be regarded as a custom produced in the background of the times.

However, due to the passage of time, after countless wars and horses, the industry of bone pickers gradually flourished among the Han people. Explaining all this is not to be idle and idle to make up the number of words, but to start with a very ordinary thing, a very ordinary bone picker......

There is a very dense railway near Huangxian Village, and when it comes to railways, we have to talk about the people of Huangxian Village. In fact, humans are really strange creatures, and they know that it is dangerous to cross the railway, but for the sake of temporary convenience, there are definitely many people who walk through the rails. The so-called e-book will see ghosts when you walk too much at night, and the number of villagers who do not abide by the rules of 'traffic' and are hit by trains will not be less than 500 in the past 30 years.

Of course, there will be a market when there is a need, and the business of picking up bones near the railway will naturally flourish in Huangxian Village. Zhao Yinhe is the most experienced and experienced bone picker in the village.

Today doesn't seem to be an ordinary day, getting up early in the morning to 'get up', why Zhao's eyelids can't stop jumping. Approaching sixty, he stretched and pushed open the bedroom window to look out. The morning glow in the east is red like blood, which is definitely not a good sign, and it seems that you should be careful lately and don't make taboos.

Just as he was thinking about it, at this moment, the big 'door' snapped. He couldn't help but feel irritated in his heart, and walked towards the big 'gate' with a wry smile. I'm afraid that I won't be able to find the cause of the calamity, and I've already sent it to the 'door' by myself.

He took a deep breath and opened the big 'door', and before he could see the person in front of him clearly, he vaguely saw a figure crying and kneeling down at him.

"Mr. Zhao, please save my husband!" The 'girl' was in her early twenties, and she was crying restlessly and tugging at his trouser legs. Zhao looked at it and actually knew him. He is from the same village, surnamed Li. Speaking of which, she is also a guilty offender. Before the age of thirty, he married 6 times, and each time his husband died tragically in less than half a year.

Pity this miserable 'girl', although she is beautiful and young, she has been a widow six times, and her reputation has spread throughout the village, and no one has the courage to marry her anymore. By the way, her last husband seems to have the same surname as herself, and he was hit and killed by a speeding train a year ago, and he still picked the bones for him at that time.

Zhao Yinhe 'touched' 'touched' his bare shiny scalp, and said depressedly: "Don't cry all the time, little sister-in-law, if you don't tell me clearly, how do you know what you're looking for me!" ”

The widow surnamed Li stopped sobbing and talked about the general situation intermittently: "I dreamed of my husband last night, and he said that the feng shui of his grave was not good, and he felt cold all the time. I want me to change him quickly, or he will be lost in a short time. ”

Zhao Yinhe narrowed his eyes: "Didn't you ask the master to see his feng shui?" And I also know a little bit, the burial place must be no problem, it is a rare 'Jiuyang dot 'hole''', which can ensure that future generations will be blessed and live. ”

"But my husband was an honest person before his death, and he would never talk big and lie to me boringly." The widow surnamed Li became anxious: "There must be something wrong with the feng shui of the tomb'." ”

Why didn't Zhao bother to argue with this 'woman' whose 'spirit' condition was obviously not normal, and asked, "Then why are you coming to me?" ”

"I would like to ask Mr. Zhao to open my husband's grave and move it to another place......

"No! Absolutely not! Before he finished listening, Zhao shook his head.

The widow surnamed Li was about to cry again, and she stared at him deadly: "Why, my husband's bones were also picked by Mr. Zhao a year ago." Do I have to collect a deposit first? No problem, although I don't have a lot of money, I can still give a few thousand dollars of white money......"

"It's not such a cheesy question. Of course I want to do what I do, but there are too many rules in this business. Zhao Yinhe smiled bitterly and tried to explain clearly: "Seven evils, eight defeats, nine dog bones." Bone collection begins in the sixth year, but cannot be picked up between seven and ten years. And you can't pick it up every Thursday. This year is my 24th year in the industry, and I absolutely can't move my bones. If you move your bones, you will have bad luck, and if you are heavy, you will lose your life. ”

"Do you still believe in these feudal 'superstitious' thoughts?" The widow surnamed Li was full of resentment: "What age is it now, and what taboos are you forbidden." In a word, does the gentleman do it or not? ”

Zhao Yinhe smiled bitterly in his heart, this 'girl' is really 'spirit' and not normal, what age is it, and she still trusts in dreams. If you are 'superstitious' and believe it yourself, why don't you allow others to believe it a little. Shaking his head slightly, he shook his head and refused without much thought.

Turning around and about to go back to the house, the widow's face was full of panic and her nerves started again, and she grabbed his big 'legs' and cried even louder. Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or be angry, he pulled and pulled with a young 'girl' early in the morning, and when people in other villages saw it, the reputation he had accumulated so hard might not be guaranteed. You have to maintain your image in this industry, but without your basic image, who will look for you to pick up bones in the future?

He struggled in a hurry, but the crazy 'woman' just wouldn't let go, and her strength was surprisingly strong, so it was a stalemate for more than ten minutes. Zhao Yin's old face was flushed, and he gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Enough, I can't promise it?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the widow immediately let go of his big 'legs' and stood up crying and laughing: "Sir, don't regret it, otherwise I will wait at the entrance of your big 'door' every day, and catch your big 'legs' and cry every day." ”

This, what kind of world has changed! Zhao Yinhe couldn't help but cover his glowing bald head and fled back to the house. Perhaps some people in this world are naturally sensitive to impending disasters, or perhaps the existence of certain taboos really has a reason for their existence. Not long after, the rare terrifying disaster that permeated the entire Huangxian Village slowly surfaced because of a small incident that morning......