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Ancestral ghost hunters, tell me about the real experiences of my ancestors and me.

Hello friends, my name is Liu Huanghe, I am a little behind in my seventies, and I live by the Yellow River, because of the lack of water in my life, my father gave me such a name at random.

I've been on the Internet for many years, because of my ancestral sideline, I like to read some ghost stories on the Internet, what ghost hunters, Maoshan Taoist priests or something, it's very exciting, some stories are told about gods, story characters or something, and the writing is also very good, but there is one point, many of those stories are exaggerated, Taoist priests, I don't know, those folk exorcism and ghost hunting people, I know too well, because our family has been doing this for generations from our ancestors, in fact, this kind of thing is not as good as what is written in the book, Those of us who exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts are not that capable.

We are actually ordinary people, but also ordinary people, it can be said that a lifetime of nameless mixed in the crowd, every day also have to worry about firewood, rice, oil and salt, exorcism and catch ghosts, are all sideline business, can not be eaten, sometimes because of some rules, Taoism, can not collect money, just with people to burn paper and incense or something, after going home burn and worship is over, many times it is a voluntary help, at best it is mixed with a meal of wine.

In my grandmother's words, helping others is equivalent to accumulating yin virtue for oneself and the whole family, and collecting money from others will damage yin virtue, and helping is equivalent to not helping.

In fact, I have wanted to write about these things in my family for a long time, but I have been pressed by my grandmother in the past, and she didn't let me write them. In the second lunar month of this year, my grandmother passed away at the age of 96, and now there is no one to press, alas......

I belong to the intergenerational transmission, my dad can't do it at all, he doesn't learn it, these things I know now, all of them were passed on to me by my grandmother, my grandmother's ability, my grandfather passed it on to her, it should have been passed on to my grandfather, but my grandfather was born with a little physical problem, I can't learn this, my grandfather has no choice but to pass it on to my grandmother.

It must be explained here that my grandmother and my grandfather are set to be baby parents, grandma grew up in our family, from the age of nine to learn this with my grandfather, my grandmother is very smart, fifteen years old, twenty years old, is the most outstanding one in our family.

I heard my grandmother say that my grandfather broke the rules several times when he was young, and the retribution came to my grandfather, who was born with birth defects.

Having said that, I don't know if it's a bad rule to write these things on the Internet, and there is no such thing among the taboos that my grandmother told me. However, I am also a big man, what can be said and what cannot be said, I know very well in my heart, there are some things that cannot be said, and I will not say it until I die, let alone write it here.

In fact, I wrote this for two purposes, one is to record some exorcism anecdotes of my ancestors and me, and it is best that someone can help me publish a book and leave it to my children and grandchildren; The second is to uncover the mystery of our people, not to ask others to understand, but to restore the real life of those folk ghost hunters.

I think that if we want to talk about these things, we have to start from the beginning, starting with how our family eats this bowl of rice.

Let's push the time forward to my great-grandfather's generation, my great-grandfather, that is, my grandfather's grandfather. Our family started this business from my great-grandfather's generation. These are all things I heard from my grandmother when I was a child, and I did a little tidying up here.

My great-grandfather's name was Liu Yi, and at the age of fifteen he began to work as a captain at the Yellow River ferry in Yanjin County. At that time, the Yellow River was watery, and there was no bridge on the river, so merchants and freight logistics relied on ferries by boats. My great-grandfather used to prop up his own canopy boat, which was mainly used to ferry people, but sometimes he would help people carry a small amount of cargo in order to earn a few more copper plates.

In 1847, that is, the twenty-seventh year of Daoguang of the Qing Dynasty, Ding Weinian. My great-grandfather was twenty years old.

It was the first day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, dog days, the weather was very hot, and the scorching sun in the sky shone like a brazier in the river, and the river water seemed to be boiling.

At noon that day, when there were no guests, my grandfather parked the boat in a slow water area near the ferry, and took out the fire that his mother had made for him in the morning, and drank water while eating it.

Just halfway through the fire, a little old man in his fifties came to the shore. The old man shouted to the river from afar, Fu Gong, Fu Gong.

As we all know, there are a lot of taboos on running boats on the water, we call the boat "Fu Gong" here, Fu homonym "float", the meaning of floating, the guests shout the "Fu Gong" of the boat, which is the honorific title of the captain, and it is also considered to be an auspicious picture for yourself, and it is like being blessed by the lucky star when you get on the boat, and you will not make trouble on the water and hand over bad luck.

My great-grandfather is not the only one who ferries in the Yellow River, there are many people on both sides of the river like my great-grandfather who make a living by ferrying, at this time there are five or six boats parked on the shore, and those boats see that there is business, they have rowed towards the old man, and my great-grandfather also hurried to eat the fire in two by three at this time, and supported the boat over.

Because the great grandfather's boat was the farthest away from the old man, it was preempted by several other boats. Grandfather Gao saw that he couldn't take this business, and when he was disappointed, he wanted to row the boat back.

At this time, the first few boats left one after another, and I don't know why, maybe because the price could not be negotiated, or maybe there was some other reason, seeing that they were like that, one left faster than the other, as if they were afraid to avoid it.

When Grandfather Gao saw it, he didn't think much about it in his heart, but he felt that he still had hope, and immediately came to his senses, and with all his strength, he rowed the boat to the old man.

At this time, the other ships have been scattered on the nearby shore, and the Fu Gong in the boat should rest and rest, eat and eat, and look like they are not optimistic about the old man's business, and even sneer.

Grandfather Gao felt strange at this time, and his heart flickered, but the boat had already rowed to the old man's side, so he had to ask, and before Grandfather Gao could speak, the old man spoke first.

The old man's eyes were red and he was crying. The old man said, "This blessed master, this blessed master, help me, I beg you, please beg you......"

Hearing the old man say this, my great-grandfather was a little confused, so he asked the old man, "Daya, do you want to cross the river?" "Daya, is our dialect here, which is the meaning of uncle.

The old man said with a sad face: "Hey, cross the river, cross the river with my children." "A lump, that is, together, together. The old man meant to cross the river with his son.

When Grandpa heard this, he glanced left and right at the riverbank, and there was no one else on the riverbank, just the old man, who felt very strange, and asked the old man, "Da Ye, your child, why are you alone?" ”

The old man cried completely at this time, and said while crying: "My son is dead, I cut off my head in the house, I came to collect his body and pinch it, and I want to take the child back to my hometown." ”

In 1847, that is, the twenty-seventh year of Daoguang of the Qing Dynasty, the situation was turbulent, internal and external troubles, Tsarist Russia was eyeing the tiger, the British emperor forcibly rented and occupied, and the people of the whole country were struggling to make a living, and at the same time, many anti-Qing organizations appeared throughout the country, such as the Qinglian Sect, the Heaven and Earth Society, the Bangbang Society, the God Worship Society (Taiping Heavenly Kingdom) and so on. Of course, these are not things that my great-grandfather could understand, he only knew that he honestly supported the boat on the river every day to earn a living.

Later, my great-grandfather heard from the old man that his son was suspected of being a member of the Bangbang Society, and after the trial in the three halls of Weihui Mansion, he was sentenced to be beheaded. My great-grandfather didn't know what a "bangbanghui" was, but he knew that the old man's son had beheaded the old man and died unjustly.

My great-grandfather relented, so he promised the old man to send their father and son across the river, and the old man thanked him a thousand times, saying that his son's body was placed in Xiaomaozhuang, five miles away, and asked my great-grandfather to wait for him on the shore for an hour, and then go back to find someone to carry his son's body over.

My great-grandfather was also too sincere, and because he had made a promise with the old man first, he would no longer take other people's business, so he just parked the boat on the shore and waited.

From noon to the dark, during this period did not take a single trip, and waited in vain, that is, in vain for an afternoon. Just when my great-grandfather estimated that the old man could not come today and was about to call it a day, the old man led a few people and carried a large coffin to meet the twilight.

Grandfather Gao sighed in his heart when he saw the big coffin, he originally thought that the body of the old man's son was wrapped in a straw mat, but he didn't expect it to be put in the coffin.

In our place, carrying a coffin on the boat is a taboo to run the river, touching the dragon king's moldy head, saying that the dragon lord is under the water, and he doesn't like to press the coffin on the top of his head, and he will definitely be angry and lift the coffin into the water. Especially like this coffin that has buried the dead, it is even more terrible, we call it a solid coffin here. "Solid core" things, generally put in the river is a "sinking", the omen is very bad, very unlucky, at this time plus the sky is late, running on the Yellow River at night is also very dangerous, my great-grandfather wanted to push off this business.

At this time, the old man saw that my great-grandfather was about to retreat, so he knelt down directly for my great-grandfather with a "poof", and begged my great-grandfather with a handful of snot and tears. The old man said that it was too hot, and that his son's body had already been decomposed, that is, it was rotting, and if he had not been sent home and buried earlier, it would have rotted on the road.

The older generation of people pay attention to returning to their roots, no matter where they are in life, they must be buried back to their hometown after death, which is called returning to their hometown. If the corpse rots on the road, the soul of the person will become a lonely ghost, wandering forever in a foreign land.

When the great grandfather saw an old man who was older than his father, he knelt down and begged for himself, and his heart was loosened, and finally he bit his teeth and said to the old man: "Zhong, I will send you two back today!" "Hand in hand, here can be understood as "by the way", the great grandfather said that it is very easy to "hand in hand and send a return", in fact, it is a risk of breaking the taboo to send a back.

These things in the Yellow River have not been clear to anyone since ancient times, especially these Fugong who rely on the Yellow River to make a living, and everyone has great awe for this mother river. Grandfather Gao was able to do this, and he must have had some psychological struggles at that time.

Grandfather Gao first asked the old man and his others to carry the coffin onto the boat, but did not rush to let the old man and them get on the boat, and carried the coffin himself to row the boat to the deep water area, stopped in a section where the water flow was slower, and then took out the three tributes, incense, and incense burner from the cabin. The three animal tributes, that is, the sacrifices, and the three animals, that is, the pigs, cattle and sheep, are sacrificed to the heads of pigs, cattle and sheep. Of course, it is impossible for them to be so generous, and they don't have the money to get these hard goods to sacrifice to the river, so they take the steamed buns instead, the pig's head is to draw two pig's ears and a pig's nose with chicken blood on the steamed bun, the cow's head is to draw two crescent-shaped horns, and the sheep's head is to draw two spiral-shaped curved horns.

Three tributes are the necessities of the ship we have here in the past, no matter how big or small the ships are on each boat, some large merchant ships even carry live three animals, mainly just in case, if you encounter wind and waves on the river or something, throw the three tributes into the river to sacrifice to the dragon lord, pray for the blessing of the dragon lord, whether it works or not, then I don't know