"Where is Grandpa's burial?" Li Bugou asked his cousin Li Tao.

Li Tao said: "I have been there twice, in my hometown of Chaoyang. Our family built a mountain there as an ancestral grave, and my grandfather's bones were buried there. ”

"Yo, your family is rich enough." I say.

"My grandfather used to read feng shui, and the locals called him 'hemp leaves', and I don't know what the specific meaning is, but it means very powerful." Li Tao said: "The old man has saved a lot of good things in his life, but he fucking let his sons and girls lose everything, and in the end, there is an old house and a tomb in his hometown." For this, I didn't say much about my father, who was purely a fucking loser. ”

Li Bugou said: "You mean we still have to go to Chaoyang?" ”

"That's right," Li Tao said, "Let's go back and talk about it, I have forgotten where my grandfather's grave is." ”

Li Tao came by plane in the middle of the night, and the tired people were sleepy and tired, yawning all day long. After we agreed, we would rest for the day and head to Chaoyang early tomorrow morning.

That night, everyone drank a meal, and Hei Dazhuang left. After sleeping all night, the next morning a few of us set off, Aunt Hong was weak, and Hu Tingting stayed in the store. When I went out this time, I took Hu Zhenzhen and Huang Xiaotian with me. Since Zhen Zhen entered my hall, we have not communicated much privately, and I want to take this opportunity to find a good communication with her on a long trip.

For the convenience of his movements, Li Bugou took advantage of his friends in Shenyang and borrowed a Jeep. A few of us sat in a big jeep and drove all the way from Shenyang to Chaoyang.

I walked in the morning, and it was already noon when I arrived in Chaoyang City. We found a sheep soup restaurant, had a simple meal, and continued to march.

Lao Li's hometown is in the countryside of Chaoyang, a place called crooked neck, and this name is inverted when it sounds. How to get there from the city, Li Tao was also confused, so he could only open the navigation and look for it little by little.

I tossed until nine o'clock in the evening before entering the village. This village is quite distinctive, it may be to engage in tourist farmhouses to attract tourists, there is a strong Mongolian style stone pile at the head of the village, there is a five-color wind flag hanging on it, it may be very spectacular to see during the day, but in the middle of the night to look at the past, it is really a bit gloomy, like a strange tomb.

The car bumped along the village road and finally drove to an old house. The couplet at the door of the house is dilapidated, and the wall is also collapsing, so it can be seen that no one has come for many years.

A few of us got out of the car, sore and weak, and almost didn't sit out of the hemorrhoids in the car that day.

Li Tao had the key to the old house, and after opening the door, there was no sound in the yard. We went into the main hall with flashlights, and the room was very damp, and everything was a layer of dust. I touched the light switch on the wall, and it didn't work to press it a few times, it should have been uninhabited for a long time, and the water and electricity had been stopped.

We barely packed up a few chairs, put flashlights on the table to get light, and looked at each other, relatively silent.

Li Tao sighed: "This is the condition in the countryside, let's overcome it." Master, I'm really sorry. ”

The monk clasped his hands together: "The little monk is not picky, he traveled the rivers and lakes with his senior brother in his early years, and he also slept on cement pipes." ”

Li Bugou looked at the house, "I remember living here for a while when I was a child, when my grandfather was still alive, in my impression the whole house was bright and bright, and the windows were bright and clean, why is it a little gloomy and depressing now." ”

The monk said: "Your grandfather is a feng shui master, and it will definitely not be wrong to choose and build a family house, you can imagine the glory of the old house back then." But after all, feng shui takes turns, and after the old man passed away, he has not been popular for so many years, and the house has long since lost the feeling of the past. ”

I looked at my watch: "That's it for today, we're tired all day, let's find a place to sleep, and let's go up the mountain early tomorrow morning to see how it goes." ”

A few of us came out of the hall and went to other houses, the room was cold, the air was fine, and there was no peculiar smell.

There are a lot of houses, more than enough for one of us to sleep in. I casually found a house in the west, still a clay kang, and it was cold when I touched it with my hands.

I turned on the flashlight and opened the bedside table in the dark, and there was actually a futon from many years ago, shaking off, and a puff of dust flew up, not to mention this choking energy.

I simply didn't take off my clothes, and went straight to the kang and my clothes and lay down. After all, after repairing the bell jar, I am not as squeamish as ordinary people, and I can sleep with my elbows on my pillow.

I fell into a deep sleep, and suddenly I felt a tightness in the back of my neck and the hairs on my back stood up. I am a Xiangtong who moves poles, and I am more sensitive to some things than ordinary people, so I sat up from the bed immediately with a stir.

Picked up the flashlight next to him and shone it around the house. The moonlight penetrates through the window, and with the flashlight, you can see the whole room. The room was quiet, no one was there, and a needle could be heard. At this time, the flashlight fell on something, and I vaguely felt that it should be caused by the discomfort just now.

It was an old-fashioned wardrobe leaning against the wall, and there was a mirror more than one person high on the cabinet, and the light reflected in it was my projection.

For some reason, that uneasiness came back to me, and I was sure that this cabinet was full of indescribable yin.

Without alarming Hu Zhenzhen and Huang Xiaotian, I jumped down from the kang, pulled my shoes to the cabinet, held the handle and pulled it suddenly, and the cabinet door opened.

There were a few old-fashioned clothes hanging in the cabinet, smelling a pungent musty smell, and the flashlight swept down, where there were a few books, I picked them up and looked, they were all Tang poems and Song Ci published in the eighties and nineties, and the pages of the books did not turn yellow, indicating that there was no sign of moisture.

Suddenly, a photograph fell out of a book, and I picked it up, and it was an old man, expressionless on crutches, standing in front of a cabinet.

I looked at it twice, and my scalp went numb, and the cabinet he was standing on was the closet I was opening now.

I closed the cabinet door and took a flashlight, and compared the photos more and more sure that this was the place.

Who is this old man? Could it be the dead Old Man Li? What did he want to illustrate when he took such a photo?

I couldn't help but imitate the old man and stand in front of the cabinet like him. I was facing the window and the earthen kang, and the moonlight outside was bright.

What message does he want to convey, or is it just a photo of an elderly person?

I shook my head, put the picture back in the book, and sent it back to the cupboard. I looked at the cabinet again, and saw something in the corner, and when the flashlight shone through, it was a nail, very long and thick, not like an ordinary thing, and it was covered with rust.

I didn't dare to touch it, but when I looked closely with my flashlight, I found a total of six such nails.

I hurriedly closed the door, thinking to myself that it was no wonder that the yin qi was so heavy, and there seemed to be a lot of mystery hidden in this room. We can't make any extraneous things now, and we'll see the results tomorrow when the graves are moved.

I went back to the kang and tossed and turned for most of the night before falling asleep, and I didn't sleep well and had a lot of nightmares. I always felt that there was an old man, lying beside him, and I could see him as soon as I turned over. I didn't dare to roll over, so I held a position until dawn, and when I woke up, my whole body was sore.

Outside the window, the monk had already gotten up and was cleaning the yard with a big broom. I moved my limbs and went out and greeted him, "I can hold Master, get up early." ”

"Cleaning the yard is also a morning class." Neng Zhi looked at me: "Master Feng, didn't you sleep well last night?" ”

"Had a nightmare." I say.

Neng Zhi said: "Master Feng Shi is a person with a calm heart, and he can still be disturbed by nightmares, which shows the weight of the yin qi here. ”

I said, "Master, come with me, and I'll show you something." ”

Nengzhi put the broom aside and said, "Master Feng, don't take a master, I heard it awkwardly, just call me the Dharma name." ”

When we went into the back room, I opened the cabinet door, took out the Song Ci, and poured out the picture from it to show him. can hold it regardless of his young age, but his temperament is calm and serious, and he has a maturity beyond his age.

He looked at the photograph and then at the cabinet and said two words, "strange."

I asked him to look at the six nails that appeared in the cabinet again, and he frowned: "It's getting weirder and weirder." ”

I asked him what kind of nail it was.

Neng said: "This is a coffin nail, look at this nail is full of rust, I think it has been a few years." It seems that last night Feng Shizhu had your nightmare, the source of yin qi was these nails. ”

"Coffin nails? Where did it come from? I asked.

He shook his head and held all six nails in his hand. I looked strange and begged for one, and tossed it with my hand, which was quite heavy.

Neng Zhi groaned: "The yin qi is so heavy, and the origin is unknown, it is an ominous thing." Put it with me first. ”

He put six nails in his pocket.

When we came out of the house, Li Bugou and Li Tao also got up, they didn't sleep well last night, and they had dark circles under their eyes.

Li Bugou hammered his back: "I knew that sleeping in the house was so sinful, it was better to sleep in the car last night." ”

"Hurry up and leave," Li Tao said, "I don't want to stay in this hellish place for a day." ”

I said, "You say that you want to move the old man's bones, where do you want to move them?" ”

Li Tao said: "What else to move, just send it to the crematorium and burn it down." Burial is an ancient bad custom, it is really not as good as cremation at the beginning, where is there so much now. ”