"What kind of woman is it?" Mo Dajun asked.

Brother Jiu said quietly: "The statue enshrined in the old temple in your village is called Mrs. White Bone." If I say that the iron ring was given to me by her, would you think it would be strange? ”

"What?! Do you know Lady Bones? Mo Dajun exclaimed.

Not only was he surprised, but even I was stunned. I said that when Brother Jiu was in the old temple, why did he look so strange, it turned out that he had seen Mrs. White Bone.

"When I came to your village and saw the statue of the god for the first time, I was sure that the woman who gave me the ring back then was the Lady of the White Bones that you worshipped." Brother Jiu's voice was ethereal, immersed in the memory of the year: "That is a very feminine woman, no man can resist her charm." ”

He took a deep breath, "Okay, tell me what you know." ”

Mo Dajun also figured it out, there was no need to cover up the things of Chen Sesame and rotten grains back then, and the more people who knew about it, the better it would be to sort out the fog of the whole thing. He started talking about it 1510, starting from the Taoist priest back then, and talking about it until now.

By the time he finished speaking, more than forty minutes had passed unconsciously, and I was almost frozen into bacon in the corner, but I still held back and did not run away, and intuitively I felt that the whole thing was like a big puzzle, spanning time and space, and all the pieces were coming together.

Brother Jiu didn't squeak for a long time, sighed, and slowly came out of the warehouse. Mo Dajun shouted from behind: "Boss, I told you, don't dig up the corpse tomorrow!" ”

"The corpse must be dug up," Brother Jiu stood at the door and did not look back: "I am terminally ill, and only that corpse is the secret medicine for my resurrection." ”

I quickly shrank behind the wall, and the probe watched carefully. Brother Jiu looked up at the dark sky, the faint moonlight shone on his body, he was like a dried corpse on the verge of death.

The following words are more like his own words, not for anyone, the ninth brother said: "Everything is like a cog, moving here in turn." I had no choice but to dig up the body. ”

He took his bodyguards with him.

How could Mo Dajun understand his emotion, he scolded in the room, loud and low, and no one paid attention to him in the middle of the night.

After waiting for a while, I saw that no one was coming again, and came out from behind the wall, and trotted all the way into the storeroom. Mo Dajun's mouth was dry, and the corners of his mouth were foaming. He was overjoyed when he saw me: "Brother, hurry up and save me." ”

I went to help him untie the rope, and the rope was tied in a dead knot, and it was finally untied, and he loosened his shoulders, said "thank you", got up and left. I grabbed him and asked him what he wanted to do.

Mo Dajun blinked: "I can't let them dig up the corpses, I'll carry a hoe to the ground to stand guard tonight." ”

I shook my head: "I don't think it's useful, the corpse must be dug up, so it's better to use your brain to think about what to do after the corpse is dug up." ”

Mo Dajun said: "This is not the place to talk, you go home with me first, and we will discuss it slowly." ”

He took me out of the storehouse yard, and the two of us went to his house at night. Mo Dajun is really a family with four walls, except for three broken houses in the house, there is no care. It's still a clay kang, and there is a black-and-white TV of more than ten inches in the back room, and I don't know where it came from.

There was no heating in the house, and there was no stove, so it wasn't much warmer than outside. I hugged my shoulders and bared my teeth from the cold: "How are you spending this winter?" ”

Mo Dajun opened the bedside table, took out an old cotton jacket from it and threw it to me: "Brother, you don't look like you have the Tao in your body, the yang energy on your body is too weak, so you can't stand it?" ”

I put on my padded jacket and saw that he was still busy there, so I asked him what he was doing. Mo Dajun said: "On the way here, I suddenly remembered something, the book on how to deal with the shadow corpse left by my grandfather was burned, but in addition to the book, there are other things left. ”

"What is it?" I asked, wrapped in a padded jacket.

"I remember it was a red silk," Mo Dajun said, "When there was turmoil, my father was going to burn that one too, but my mother was not willing to do it, saying that it was good to keep this thing and wrap it up, and it would be too bad to burn it, so she stayed." Where's it? ”

He rummaged through the cabinets and found a pile of torn clothes on the bed.

He told me to wait, and he went to another house to look for it. I was tired from the tossing and turning of the night, and I was sleepy and dozed off by the head of the bed. After waiting for a while, he still hasn't come back, and I don't know when I fell asleep.

I slept until dawn, and when I got up, I saw Mo Dajun sitting on a stool, lying on the head of the bed and sleeping. I hurriedly woke him up: "Brother Mo, why don't you go to the kang?" ”

Mo Dajun didn't sleep well all night, and his eyes were still red: "Brother, seeing that you sleep so soundly, I can't bear to disturb you, so I'll deal with it on the kang for a night." ”

I'm very embarrassed, this soldier is a good man. I asked him if he had found anything, and he pulled out a dirty red silk cloth: "This is it, I found it in the firewood room." ”

I unfolded the cloth and saw that it was not ordinary, the back was bright red, and the front was embroidered with a net pattern of gold thread, which looked like a large net.

However, the red silk cloth is so dirty that you can barely see the original color, and I don't know if it can be used.

Mo Dajun said: "Brother, hurry up, don't be too late." ”

The two of us came out of his house and hurried out into the fields. I kept thinking about the whole thing and said, "Brother Mo, don't you think there is a person in this matter who is particularly weird? ”

"Who?"

"Lady Bones." I said: "It was she who persuaded your grandfather not to dig up the corpse, and later left an iron ring for Brother Jiu, and she was the one who bewitched Brother Jiu to dig up the body, what role did she play?" ”

Mo Dajun was very straightforward, and said directly: "I don't know, I don't understand." ”

I didn't continue to discuss with him, in fact, there was another question that kept circling in my mind, the first time I saw the statue of the White Bone Lady in the old temple, I had a sense of déjà vu, very familiar, I had definitely seen her on some occasion.

I can't think of it. The more I pondered, the more I felt an indescribable chill, not to mention anything else, how old is this Lady of the White Bones? She was able to appear when Mo Dajun's grandfather, and then went to bewitch Brother Jiu, who said that she was a very attractive woman, and from this point of view, when they met, this Lady of the White Bone at least didn't look too old.

Could it be that this person has the art of rejuvenation? Keeping your face looking all the time? So is she still alive now, and now she is going to dig up the corpse, she has been planning for many years, she can't know. Could it be in this village?

The more I thought about it, the more panicked I became, what the hell was this woman going to do, why couldn't the body be dug up in the era of Grandpa Mo Dajun, but now it can be dug up?

These mysteries lack many clues and cannot be solved at all, and the most crucial character here is the Lady of the Bones.

By the time the two of us reached the ground, a large crowd was already there. Don't say it today, the sky is beautiful, God gives face, the sun is shining in the sky, there is no wind, and the temperature has warmed up.

In the shed, the monk Yuantong set up an offering table, on which there were five sacrifices, as well as pig's head and cow's head, and the copper furnace incense lamp was always bright, and everything was available.

Monk Yuantong was arranging matters, and Brother Jiu was sitting in a sheltered place in the shed, and the medical staff were waiting, and he couldn't take his eyes off the scene.

When the village party secretary saw Mo Dajun coming, he was immediately furious: "Why are you here, let me tell you that the army is not allowed to make trouble, if you ruin the village's investment plan, don't say that I really clean you up." ”

The village party secretary made a look, and two villagers came over, sandwiching Mo Dajun between left and right, staring at him.

Mo Dajun handed me the package, which was red silk, and he said, "Brother, I can't get by, it's up to you then." ”

I hurriedly asked, "How do I use this thing?" ”

Mo Dajun shook his head: "I don't know, anyway, my grandfather left it back then, he said that it was passed down by a Taoist priest, it should be useful, you can figure it out yourself." ”

I took the package and squeezed through the crowd to the front.

Monk Yuantong was holding incense to worship the sky, the ceremony was quite formal, inserting the incense in the incense burner, he asked Yan Yuqing next to him: "What time is it?" ”

Yan Yuqing said: "Eight and fifteen." ”

Yuantong nodded: "At half past eight, we will start digging up the earth and digging up the corpses, and everyone will be on standby." Oh, by the way, are there any sheep, snakes, or dragons among you? ”

Everyone looked at each other, and a few people stretched out their hands to sign. Circular channel: "Those who belong to these three types are not allowed to be at the scene, they all go." Otherwise, if you rush to the corpse, something big will happen. ”

The ninth brother hurriedly arranged for an assistant to check the appearance, and seven or eight people were found out and all of them were driven away. After finishing all this work, there were no mistakes, and the monk Yuantong meditated cross-legged on the futon, closed his eyes and said nothing, waiting for the time to come.

There were so many people at the scene, silent, and everyone was waiting anxiously.

A minute and a second passed, and at half past eight, without anyone reminding him, the Yuantong monk suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Start digging up the corpse!" ”

Those young people had been waiting impatiently for a long time, and at the sound of an order, they came up with a military shovel.

The place where the digging was dug had been marked, and so many great lads dug a pit about two meters long and wide in a short time.

Yuantong has been observing the color of the soil, shook his head and said: "No, no, the area of the pit should be increased, continue to dig!" ”

These people did it quickly, the pit got bigger and bigger, and the surrounding area expanded by more than three meters, and the depth reached two meters, and they were digging, when suddenly someone shouted: "There is a line!" ”

Yuantong flew and jumped down the pit, Yan Yuqing also went down, I hesitated, and followed to the bottom of the pit.

At the bottom of the pit, a dark black line about an inch thick appeared.