As soon as I carried the bag of the bones of Grandpa Xiaoque, before I entered the land of the ancestral grave, the yin qi of the ancestral tomb gathered out, as if I felt the invasion of foreign enemies, and hurriedly retreated to the periphery of the ancestral grave, sighing in my heart, sure enough, I was guessed by An Laodao, and the bones of Grandpa Xiaoque could not enter the land of the ancestral grave.

There seems to be a custom among the people, and the people who can enter the ancestral grave are all people of the same clan who are highly respected or over 60 years old. Xiao Que died by accident, he was only nine years old, and he was not qualified to enter the ancestral land at all, not to mention that he was still a lonely ghost who couldn't find the clan, but it wasn't quite a thing, after all, he had a cemetery and a place to live.

The big yin cloud floated in front of me, less than two meters, and seemed to be glaring at me angrily, but I still carried the bag of bones, and Xiaolian knelt down on the edge of the ancestral tomb, kowtowing to the ancestral tomb Yin Qi, according to An Laodao, said a good word, but the Yin Qi seemed to be very aggressive, if it wasn't for me and Xiaolian blocking in front of me, I was afraid that I would pounce directly.

I was not reconciled, and I said it again earnestly, only to see that the big cloud was not so strong, but it was still floating in the sky, as if watching us.

I tried to move the bag of bones to the ancestral grave, and the yin qi of the ancestral tomb floated over again, Xiaolian and I were busy kowtowing again, and the yin qi of the ancestral tomb had to retreat again.

After so many repetitions, we finally let Grandpa Xiaoque's bones enter the ancestral grave in infinite pleas, but we didn't dare to let Grandpa Xiaoque's bones get close to any of the graves, but just placed them in an open space in front of the ancestral tomb, and the cloud of the ancestral tomb did not dissipate, and it was still floating in the air, as if watching the bones of Grandpa Xiaoque.

I asked Xiaolian to kneel in front of the bones of Grandpa Xiaoque, to prevent the Yin Qi of the ancestral tomb from suddenly rushing wildly, Xiaolian's mother is from Ningjia Village, so she also has the blood of the Ning family in her body, and it is impossible for the Yin Qi of the ancestral tomb to hurt her.

I immediately took a shovel and went to a nearby grave, dug a three-foot pit on the side of the grave, and shoveled out a lump of ancestral grave soil from it, and then I dug up a three-foot deep mass of soil beside the other graves, so that the village could build a grave for the deceased, and all the soil used was to dig a coffin pit into the ground, build a long sarcophagus, and then put the wooden coffin into the sarcophagus, seal the sarcophagus lid, and put soil on it, and did not add stones to it, so I easily dug out a three-foot pit of soil，

Pile the soil one by one on the open space of this ancestral land, spread it out, and then, put the big firewood on it, and then, put the bones of Grandpa Xiaoque on top of the big firewood, but the ancestral tomb Yin Qi was shocked and rolled everywhere, and almost pounced, fortunately, Xiaolian and I were dead in front of us, so that the ancestral tomb did not succeed, and then, I went to a bucket of gasoline, poured on the surrounding firewood, took a lighter, took a tissue, lit it, and threw it on the firewood, Suddenly, the raging fire engulfed the bones of Grandpa Bird's body.

The yin qi of the ancestral tomb had not yet dissipated, staring at the raging flames, Xiaolian and I stood next to it, looking at the yin qi of the ancestral tomb while looking at the raging fire, and finally felt a little relieved.

According to An Laodao, Grandpa Xiaoque's soul has been hit hard to the point of being scattered, we find his bones, we have to bury it, the best place is naturally the ancestral grave, but unfortunately, Grandpa Xiaoque died unexpectedly and did not enter the ancestral land. If you want to keep the soul of the little bird from dissipating and can't enter the ancestral land, you can only think of other ways, which is to use the qi of the ancestral land, that is, the three-foot soil I just dug up.

By burning the bones of Grandpa Xiaoque, and integrating into the Yin Qi of the ancestral grave, the soul of Xiaoque will not be extinguished.

When it was almost halfway burned, Xiaolian threw the puppet in her hand into the fire, and I immediately saw the face of the little finch appear in the flames, very weak, and the face was also very painful, I knew that it must be the ancestral tomb yin qi in the three-foot soil that seemed unwilling to help the little finch, and Xiaolian knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the soil ancestral qi under the flame, and said good things, almost when my mouth was dry, I finally saw the face of the little finch in the flame slowly softened, and showed a smile, and then, I was relieved to see that the finch had disappeared and that its soul arm seemed to be slowly growing.

At this time, Xiaolian pushed me and asked me to take a quick look, I looked along her hand, and found that the big yin cloud in the night sky seemed to also sense the blood qi in the soul of the little bird, and gradually dissipated, however, before dissipating, my heavenly eye actually saw more than twenty wisps of yin qi slowly and leisurely merging into the flames, I was a little worried, but when I saw those yin qi enter the flames, the entire flame turned blue-green, and the broken arm of the little finch was quickly reborn, but his face was not very good, but it was much better than before.

The yin qi of the ancestral tomb did not feel the threat, it disappeared, we originally felt relieved, but I soon found that the time was almost five o'clock, now in early summer, around half past five the day will be bright, if the bones have not been burned before dawn, the little bird is still very dangerous, I can't help but be a little anxious, now it is only more than half an hour, and I added some firewood, and then, I quickly rushed back to my grandfather's old house, took the kerosene in the house, and poured it on the fire.

However, after Xiaolian saw me pouring diesel fuel on it, she immediately pulled me and told me not to be anxious, she also pointed to the dry bones in the firewood and asked me to see, I opened my mouth in surprise and found that those dry bones had actually burned a lot, as if because of these decades, the bones have become brittle, ossified, and flammable.

Sure enough, before dawn, we burned the bones of the little finch into ashes, and we didn't care about the heat, so we carefully held the ashes into the prepared jar, and then sealed it, I held the ash altar and asked, "Little finch, are you still there?" How's it going? ”

But there was no sound in the urn, so scared that I almost broke out in a cold sweat, and the voice of Xiaoque came from the urn: "Xiaoyang, thank you, I'm much better." It is estimated that it will take a long time to cultivate in this columbarium......"

Before I finished speaking, the urn was silent again, I shouted anxiously a few times, and Xiaolian said: "You see that the sun has shone on the urn, and he can't speak!" ”

I was relieved, put the urn next to me, filled the grave hole in the ancestral grave with a shovel, and carefully covered up some traces, although there were still big traces, however, Xiaolian suddenly told me that the Qingming Festival was coming, I immediately shoveled the soil on the grave and sprinkled it again, and then, I said a few words to Xiaolian, and asked his father Li Village Chief to explain to the villagers that Qingming is coming, and they turned over some new soil and sprinkled it on the grave, which should not attract the attention of the villagers, after all, the folk have this custom, Qingming renovated soil!