My face turned extremely ugly, and I glanced at the warmth for a moment. After all, this thing, appearing in her car, makes people feel incredible.

"Let's go, I can't stay here for a long time......" Sister Feng pulled my warmth and retreated backwards a little bit. After reversing dozens of meters, he turned around and ran.

Nuan and I didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly rushed towards the south of the city.

"Who did Xue Liangui provoke, this is the blood sacrifice of Special Niang, and it is something that only exists in the primitive Bon sect......" Sister Feng scolded while running.

My heart trembled, I didn't expect that this was actually the method of primitive Bon!

I have some understanding of primitive Bon, which is said to be the earliest belief in Tibet, even dating back to the earliest days of Zhangzhung culture. In this religion, bloody sacrifices are the most common means, such as the use of slaves' intestines and hearts, maiden's leg bones, and maiden's skins, to perform sacrifices and bloody rituals.

"No, this matter is not simple...... Sister Feng suddenly stood on her feet, and her face became extremely ugly, "If that group of people wanted to kill the two of you, it would be easy, but you just fell into the ghost wall, experienced some strange things, and then went to death little by little......"

"A little bit to death?" I was shocked, and my eyes were warm.

Nuan and I drove the car to the sand pile, and then kept refueling, although the sand pile would make the tires spin, but it was indeed a little bit close to the top of the sand pile, as long as you crossed the top point, you would definitely fall to death in the car.

It was a little bit of death, not a blow, and it made my head buzz and my face pale.

"Little aunt......" I opened my mouth and said hurriedly, "they are trying to put me in danger and then lead my little aunt to appear!" ”

Wen Wen was silent, because of this method, she had proposed it before, but I didn't agree at the time, but I didn't expect it to be used by others first.

"They're looking for my little aunt......" I took a deep breath, only this statement would work, otherwise Mrs. Zhang would have killed me a long time ago.

"You leave the county immediately, or something will happen." Sister Feng pulled my sleeve.

Wen Wen shook his head and said, "No, I can't go anymore, I found a dead baby in my car, and now I am also suspicious, if I leave at this time, I can't say it at all, you go first, I'll stay and deal with the police!" ”

I was stunned, and suddenly understood that the other party's methods were simply amazing. The dead baby is in the warm car, and Nuan Wen can't escape suspicion, and when the time comes, Nuan and I will be brought into the bureau, just afraid that I will be unjustly killed inside.

Sister Feng glanced at the warmth and stuffed her with a piece of paper, "Wear it on your body, Yang Sheng must leave!" ”

Warmth hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse.

I was pulled by Sister Feng and ran forward, and I didn't even have time to say goodbye to the warmth.

After turning two street corners, Sister Feng stuffed me into a car, and then drove out of the county seat at a gallop.

Sister Feng's driving skills are on par with the warm ones, and they are basically the same as flying. Even if it is this kind of country road, Sister Feng has no intention of slowing down.

I'm not used to it, but I'm just thinking about it as soon as possible.

By the time the car drove into town, it was already midnight, and although my eyelids were fighting, I didn't dare to sleep at all. Fortunately, the road was safe and sound, and nothing happened.

When I knocked on the courtyard door, I saw Shen Mozheng looking at me with a worried face.

I comforted Shen Mocheng and turned around and went into the courtyard.

"This woman is not simple!" Sister Feng glanced at Shen Moying charmingly, and touched my head, "Your mother-in-law?" ”

I blushed, didn't dare to agree, didn't refuse, and Shen Mozhi entered the house with a dark face.

I was about to pull Sister Feng into the house, but Sister Feng turned around and walked towards the warehouse where 'Xue Liangui' was asleep, and then kicked open the door of the 'warehouse'.

My eyes almost popped out, could this woman be some kind of violence? How do you kick the door with your feet?

At this time, something even more surprising happened to me, I heard a pop, and Xue Liangui actually knelt in the room, and his old face was full of smiles. I found that this guy had already knelt down almost the moment Sister Feng kicked the door open, and his movements were faster than that of a rabbit. Is this special mother still the short-tempered and arrogant Xue Liangui? Isn't this a mouse meeting a cat?

The corners of my mouth twitched, and I couldn't figure out the situation, and I saw Sister Feng shaking her waist and walking in, looking at Xue Liangui with a smile.

"Xiaofeng...... You're here......" Xue Liangui had a mean smile on his face.

"The old lady came to see you!" Sister Feng shook her waist and walked in front of Xue Liangui.

Xue Liangui hurriedly flattered and said, "This big night, I also tossed you, is it worth it?" ”

"Why isn't it worth it? Isn't that what you designed me to be? Sister Feng was still smiling.

"Three days later, it will be the Midyear Festival, and when the ghost door will be opened, I can't help it, if I have you, I have confidence in my heart......" Xue Liangui said dejectedly.

Sister Feng pondered for a moment, and then said in a cold voice, "What about Bon? What was Proto-Bon all about? ”

I took a deep breath and tried to eavesdrop on some secrets, but the voices in the room grew quieter, and finally I sighed and turned back to my room.

Xue Liangui and Sister Feng should have deliberately concealed me.

Back in the house, I lay on the bed, tossing and turning, and simply found the two books that my father had left behind.

Flipping through the "Book of Burial", I saw a row of dense small characters.

The burial person, the Tibetan also, the angry also.

The yin and yang qi of the husband is the wind, the clouds are born, the rain is rain, and the earth is angry......

When I was in high school, I knew a little bit about classical Chinese, so it wasn't too hard to read this. The first half of the book is probably all about various feng shui and how to bury people after death, but in the second half, it is completely different.

The second half of the stuff, even though I've experienced so much, feels a little incredible.

In this, some burial customs and burial methods are mainly described, and many points of view are put forward.

In the Chinese civilization, funeral customs are an inseparable part, and the most popular in today's society is cremation, which is also advocated by the government, but the older generation is more conservative in their thinking, and more choose burial.

There are not only descriptions of cremation, but also descriptions of burials, and more things that I have never heard of.

For example, the sky burial in Tibet, the tree burial in Liangguang, and the secondary burial in Guangxi, even the hanging coffin burial and deserted burial are mentioned.

I have basically heard of sky burials and tree burials, and even hanging coffin burials have heard of them, but as for deserted burials and secondary burials, I have never known anything about them. It's just that although these surprised me, the most curious thing was the water burial. Because I know that the stone tomb in the river is a water burial.

Water burial actually has a very ancient history, and there is a history to check, when people were quite in awe of nature, thinking that everything was given by nature, so after people died, they also had to be buried with water, so that people could return to nature.

This is a kind of mentality of worshiping nature, but I feel Zhang Xianzhong's kind of thinking from this.

All things and people are born in nature, and there is nothing in man and heaven.

I hurriedly closed the book, a little nervous in my heart, inside the stone tomb, could it really be Zhang Xianzhong?

I thought about it until dawn, but I didn't come up with a reason, so I simply fell asleep.

The next morning, Xue Liangui called me and said that he wanted to take me to the Wangchuan River.

I had breakfast and rushed over with Xue Liangui, Xue Liangui's face was very heavy, his cheeks were still pale, it seemed that he was injured a few days ago, and he has not stabilized yet.

"Yang Sheng, how did you check the things in this stone tomb?" Xue Liangui sighed.

I told Xue Liangui about the matter of the 100,000 Yin Soldier Souls.

Xue Liangui said with a calm face: "No, even if it is 100,000 Yin soldiers, there is absolutely no such big resentment, there must be something else in it!" ”

"What else?" I was a little confused.

Xue Liangui sighed and said, "I don't know about Daoye!" I originally thought it would last for a month, but I ignored one point, the day after tomorrow is the Midyear Festival, the ghost door is wide open, and this stone tomb is afraid that it will be disturbed by the yin qi and completely explode! ”

One of my hearts sank.

"There's no time! Now whatever is in there, we must be buried! Xue Liangui said in a deep voice.

I was stunned, "How to bury it?" ”

Xue Lian's noble arm trembled, "The "Funeral Sutra" that your father left for you, you kid won't take it to wipe your buttocks, right?" ”

I was stunned, hurried home, and flipped out the "Funeral Sutra". Actually, although I did research last night, I didn't study much, a lot of things are specious, and the doorway here is very deep, and I want to figure it all out, and it's not a matter of a day or two.

Wang Chuanhe came again, I put down the book, pulled Xue Liangui and said, "Mr. Xue, you have to come up with an idea......

Xue Liangui didn't refuse, but stared at the water burial chapter of the book, studied it carefully for a long time, and pinched his fingers for a long time.

I didn't quite understand what he was doing, so I simply shut my mouth and didn't say anything more.

Xue Liangui opened his mouth and told me about some things about this water burial, because he had also buried Chen Ting before, but Chen Ting's kind of water burial was obviously not in the stream, and it was not as detailed as this water burial.

I nodded and listened carefully, and when I was done, it was close to evening.

"Just use this method, the night after tomorrow, let's put river lanterns on the river......" Xue Liangui decided.

I nodded and asked, "How many lights do you need?" ”

"One hundred thousand!" Xue Liangui said: "At least 100,000, and the more the better!" ”

I nodded and didn't speak, and that night, Lao Jiu Ye dragged his old body and notified him door to door, saying that there was an important task, about my father Yang Tianyou and Second Uncle Zhang.

When the people in the village heard this, they all agreed, and they were very enthusiastic.

After all, they are countrymen, and simplicity is their essence.

The next day, Zhang Mo drove a tricycle alone and went to the town, bringing back a large amount of black paper and candles, and the black paper and candles in the town were basically wrapped by Zhang Mo, but it was still not enough, so let the store buy as soon as possible.

The black paper and candles were all in place, and the enthusiasm in the stockade was fully mobilized, and they poured into my house one by one, gearing up.

Xue Liangui's face was always not good-looking, and he always said to me: "Boy, you must succeed in putting the lights on tomorrow, otherwise even if your little aunt comes, it may not work, and we will all be buried together!" ”