"There is a poem "The Beauty of the Yin House" that says: 'It is difficult to recognize the heavenly machine, and it is even more difficult to refine, carefully find the dragon and recognize the stars. The hair veins draw the heart "acupoint" and are delicate, and the Tibetan wind avoids killing the purple congregation. If you want to know the gold "color" of bone stone, the movement and stillness, yin and yang are clearly divided. This is the dignity of the grave, and it is left for future generations to be passed on. In many books on the principles of burial and dragon analysis, it is believed that the corpse raising place is the most terrifying, dangerous and taboo cemetery in funeral feng shui. Grandpa stopped in front of the big hole in the grave and said, "After the body is buried in the corpse ground, not only will the human muscles and internal organs not decay, but the hair, teeth, and nails will continue to grow." The corpse absorbs the essence of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers due to the light of the sun and the moon, and some of the body functions are restored to life, just like the dead will be transformed into a living corpse. When a living corpse is formed, it will dig up a grave and escape from it. ”

The big hole in front of Grandpa's finger means that the red "hairy" ghost escaped from this hole.

I looked at the terrain, and the mountain father's grave was much larger than his wife's, so it did look like a skinned dog's brain.

Xuan Po praised her grandfather and said, "Master Ma, you are really an experienced alchemist." If you had been there when Daddy was buried, this would not have happened. ”

Grandpa shook his hand and said, "No, I may not know if I'm here." ”

The woman asked, "Why?" ”

Grandpa said, "Some cemeteries are not built on this terrain when they are new. It is also possible that the soil will be deposited slowly by the wind and sun, and it may become such a terrain. ”

"Have you ever encountered something like this before?" There was a shout from the crowd.

Grandpa laughed, "I haven't met it before, but my father did." ”

"Daddy has met it?" I asked with interest. In my mother's account of me, my father was simply a half-immortal. When it came to grandpa, my mother said that grandpa was too stupid, and in any aspect, grandpa was not as good as half and half of grandpa. In terms of arithmetic that we learned in class, it was less than a quarter of my grandfather's. I was with my grandfather for too short, so I didn't know much about his life and deeds. Looking at my grandfather now, I don't think grandpa will be any worse. It may be emotional factors that have influenced my perception.

Grandpa "touched" the hole with his hand and smiled kindly. I wondered if my grandfather had judged something hidden based on the direction of the hole.

Xuan Po didn't have the heart to pay attention to these small actions of his grandfather, and his curiosity drove him to ask his grandfather tightly: "Your father is a half-immortal!" My father also talked a lot about him, and when he was done, he kept talking about how good your father was. ”

If people praise grandpa himself, he will be embarrassed to smirk; But if people praise Daddy, Grandpa will not hesitate to put on a proud look. Of course, so do I.

"Did your father tell you about it? Why don't you tell us about it? Maybe we'll find a way to catch the red-haired ghost. Someone in the crowd said.

Grandpa said, "Those are two different things. Although they are the same type of ghosts, the "sexual" nature of the ghosts is different. You can't do the same thing. ”

Xuan Po asked, "Why are ghosts of the same type different in nature?" ”

Grandpa said, "We are all human beings, and we have thousands of 'sexual' qualities. Not to mention ghosts? ”

Xuan Po was not satisfied with her grandfather's answer, and said in a rough voice, "It's not in the way." You say it. The red-haired savage was just scared away by me, won't he be back for a while, right? After speaking, Xuan's wife looked proud.

Grandpa had no choice but to agree. Grandpa's people are like this, it's something he doesn't want to do, as long as people talk to him a few more words, grandpa will disarm and surrender.

Grandpa lit a cigarette, and with the smoke swirling, Grandpa began to reminisce......

That was a long time ago. The person who had the accident was a person who had studied at a private school with his grandfather. Before Grandma's brother went to catch the exam, Grandpa's father still hoped that his two sons would strive for fame. So my dad went to a private school for a short time.

More than ten years after his grandfather quit private school, his classmates who studied in private school with him came to him. At that time, my father's magic was already famous, and it was nothing more than this kind of thing when people came to him.

Daddy asked what had happened to the former classmate.

The classmate said that a few years ago, he married a daughter-in-law, who was beautiful and virtuous, but unfortunately died due to dystocia. The family did not expect such a thing to happen, and they were very sad. Because there was no preparation in advance, he rolled up the straw mat and hastily buried his daughter-in-law and the child in his belly. After half a year, he went to a sugar-fried chestnut shop in the town to buy snacks, but after buying, he found that he forgot to bring the money. So, he wanted to give credit to the shopkeeper. This boss has always been very good at talking things, but this time he just refused. He asked, "Why did you become so stingy today?" The shopkeeper said that your daughter-in-law already owes a lot of money in our store, and she said that she will wait for you to pay it off. You haven't paid off your old debts, and you owe new ones?

Grandpa asked, didn't your daughter-in-law die of dystocia?

The classmate said, yes. I said to the shopkeeper, did you recognize the wrong person, my wife died a few years ago. The owner insisted that it was my wife. I thought to myself, my wife really loved to eat fried chestnuts with sugar when she was alive, and she often had to carry two in her pocket when she went out. But it's also possible that another woman looks like my wife, and the shopkeeper looks away. The shopkeeper pulls and pulls, and he must pay back the debt. I had no choice but to say yes and hide behind the curtain in the shop, waiting for the man who looked like my wife to come and buy the fried chestnuts with sugar.

My father's classmate said that after waiting for a long time, I didn't see that person come to buy fried chestnuts with sugar, so I couldn't bear to "sex" and wanted to leave. The shopkeeper told me that the woman would come to the store every seven days, and it had become a pattern. Today is exactly seven days since the last time I bought chestnuts. She'll definitely come. The shopkeeper told me to be patient a little longer. I had no choice but to hide behind the curtain.

Daddy asked, "Is she here then?"

He said, "I stood behind the curtain for a long time, and my legs were sore, and my stomach was growling. I thought to myself, isn't this a sin? Regardless of whether she was a liar or the shopkeeper looked away, I paid off the debt and told the shopkeeper not to give the woman credit in the future. As soon as the idea came out, I wanted to get out of it right away. Just as I was about to step out, there was a sudden movement in the store. Footsteps were heard in front of the store. The shopkeeper was very clever and deliberately said loudly, "Ouch, are you here to buy fried chestnuts with sugar again?" When will your husband pay back? I immediately retracted my steps.