"Here's the thing...... Zhou Fuyuan took a sip of tea and told the whole story.

A few days ago, a boss came to the door and said that his girlfriend had hanged herself in the bathroom at home, and left a suicide note before dying, hoping that the boss would take her ashes back to Huangniu Mountain in Sujia Village, a suburb of the southern part of the city, and bury them next to his parents.

This girl's name is Su Yiyi, in her early twenties, her parents died when she was a child, and she grew up in her uncle's house. When she was in high school, she was kicked out of the house by her aunt, and in order to continue her studies, she had to commit herself to her boss, who pursued her fanatically, and became a junior. Originally, it was just a transaction, but this girl is a lover, with strong self-esteem, and after being found by the boss's wife, she hanged herself in the bathroom at home, which is really suffocating.

Speaking of this, Zhou Fuyuan took a black wooden box, put it on the coffee table, and said, "According to Su Yiyi's last wish, she will be buried next to her parents' graves at night, and the matter will be settled." Then he explained, "My brothers are afraid of the gods and ghosts, so they don't dare to go, and I'm old and fat, so it's not convenient for me to go up the mountain by myself." He looked at Zhang Peng and Li Chunsheng, "If you two are free, help Lao Zhou do this." After speaking, he took out two large stacks of red tickets and put them in front of Zhang Peng.

"It's too easy, isn't it?" Zhang Penghu doubted, he never believed in the pie in the sky.

"Yes, it's that simple." Zhou Fuyuan patted the urn and sighed, "I won't hide it from you, it's easy for you to go to this matter, but it's not easy for others to go......"

"What do you mean?" Zhang Peng frowned and asked.

"I look at you, there is a trace of aura lingering on you, you should have had close contact with a certain powerful cultivator......" Zhou Fuyuan said in a low voice, "Although my old Zhou doesn't have any skills, he still understands a little beginner's fur." He was aware of Zhang Peng's aura that day, so he bought the sailboat Three Birds at a loss to get to know each other.

Zhang Peng thought about it and nodded his head. Anyway, it's just to bury the ashes, and it doesn't break the law and discipline. Speaking of which, he is still doing good deeds and helping a woman with a miserable fate to return to her roots, and her merits are immeasurable. When Li Chunsheng saw Zhang Peng's agreement, he immediately picked up two large stacks of red tickets, and he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

Afterwards, the two chatted with Zhou Fuyuan for a few more words, took the urn, and left.

After they left, a little yellow hair wearing earrings came to Zhou Fuyuan's side and said, "Boss, if you have oil and water, you let the brothers fish it, why are you cheap for other people's families." ”

"You know!" Zhou Fuyuan scolded in a deep voice, "That Huangniu Mountain used to be a mass grave, it was so evil, I didn't dare to go, you still dare to go, looking for death." ”

"Isn't it just a mass grave, and you can't fly." Little Yellow Hair looked incredulous.

"Say you don't understand, just play." Zhou Fuyuan shook his hand and said impatiently. He was not in a good mood either, and if it wasn't a last resort, he didn't want to let others earn the money he had.

Two hours later, at half past four in the afternoon, Zhang Peng and Li Chunsheng arrived at Huangniu Mountain on the outskirts of the city.

They divided the 20,000 yuan, deposited it in the bank, and then rushed over to do it while it was still early.

As far as the eye can see, there are yellowish rice fields all around. It's May, the rice is almost ripe, and there is no farm work, so there are few farmers in the fields.

Behind them are sparsely populated peasant houses. At this time, most of the farmers are not at home, some go out to work, and some go to the ancestral hall to play. There was silence everywhere, and occasionally there was one or two roosters and dogs barking, far away.

In the distance is an earthen hill with dense vegetation, and a large number of tombstones are hidden in it, looming in sight.

Speaking of which, it is really not easy to find Su Yiyi's parents in so many graves just by name. Fortunately, the boss accompanied Su Yiyi to worship her parents and provided a general direction.

The two walked along the ridge for more than half an hour, crossed several streams, and finally came to the foot of Huangniu Mountain.

Not far away, there was an old farmer wearing a straw hat, working in the fields. Zhang Peng walked over, pointed to the Yellow Cow Mountain, and shouted to the old farmer: "Old man, is this the Yellow Cow Mountain?" "It's good to ask a lot, so that you don't go to the wrong place and work in vain.

"Yes, this is Ox Mountain." The old farmer stepped on the mud in the field, walked over step by step, and said.

"Thank you then." Zhang Peng said that he was about to leave with Li Chunsheng, but the old farmer stopped him.

"Baby, are you going up the mountain?" The old farmer asked.

"yes." Zhang Peng stopped and replied.

"Do you want to worship your ancestors?" Without waiting for Zhang Peng to answer, the old farmer said again, "It's better to wait for Qingming and go up when there are many people." ”

"Why?" Zhang Peng asked puzzled.

"You don't know......" Maybe remembering something bad, the old farmer's eyes flashed a trace of panic, and he persuaded, "This place used to be a mass grave, burying people in a big pit, and there were many messy things, so don't go up if you have nothing to do." ”

"Those are all cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, scaring children." Zhang Peng said with a smile.

Seeing that Zhang Peng didn't think so, the old farmer hurriedly said, "Baby, this is not a scare, in the past few decades, a lot of people have been lost, and there will be no shadow when you go up, listen to the uncle's words, and come back when there are many people in Qingming." ”

"Uncle, thank you, we are entrusted by people, loyal to people, go and come back." After speaking, Zhang Peng didn't care what the old farmer said, and walked towards the mountain with Li Chunsheng.

"Baby, uncle is here, wait a while before leaving, if something happens, call uncle." The old farmer caught up and said with a worried face.

"Eh, okay." Zhang Peng and Li Chunsheng responded in unison. Facing this warm-hearted old farmer, they were all a little moved in their hearts. But he didn't know that the old farmer was worried that something would happen to them, so he attracted a large team of people to search the mountains and trample on his rice fields.

After walking upwards for a while, the mountain road gradually became covered by weeds, making it more and more difficult to walk. It was quiet all around, and from time to time there was a sound or two of insects. Every few meters, you can see the looming graves in the weeds, old and dilapidated, especially infiltrating.

For some reason, the further up the hill I go, the colder I feel.

At the beginning, Zhang Peng asked Li Chunsheng to go to the front, and he followed behind, but he felt cold behind him, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him. So it was changed to him walking in front and Li Chunsheng walking in the back. But in this way, all that catches your eye are weeds, and if you are not careful, you will step on the grave. The work of opening the road is not easy to do, and it is changed back. It didn't take long for Zhang Peng to feel uncomfortable and change again.

As a result, Li Chunsheng was upset and shouted, "Do you want to go to the front or the back, give a letter." ”

Zhang Peng smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay, okay, you are Cai Mao, you open the way, and I will break the back." ”

The further up the hill you go, the more graves there are, some piled up on top of each other, less than half a meter apart. Most of the tombstones were dilapidated, the handwriting was illegible, and some were even a piece of stone.

It's summer, but when the mountain breeze blows, it's so cold that goosebumps are layer after layer. The setting sun shone on the dense trees, glowing with a pale gold, indicating that it was about to get dark.

Zhang Peng is an instigator, and Cai Mao's force value is not high, if something really happens, he can only flee in the wilderness. Looking at the messy graves around him, the more Zhang Peng thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he involuntarily stopped. Not to mention that if you want to find the grave of Su Yiyi's parents, you have to wait until midnight, so it's strange not to be scared to death.

"What's wrong?" Li Chunsheng found that Zhang Peng didn't follow, so he turned around and asked.

"I think ......" Zhang Peng pondered for a while and said, "Why don't you just find a place to bury your ......" he seemed to be convincing himself, "Anyway, they are all in a small community, just a few steps away, eight or nine are not far from ten, and they are not in the way." ”

"Huh?" Li Chunsheng's mouth opened wide.

"Okay, it's all sent here, it's considered that the benevolence and righteousness have been exhausted, find a place to bury it." Zhang Peng's face turned pale and said.

"Oh." Li Chunsheng responded. He usually listens to Zhang Peng, and Zhang Peng said to bury it casually, then bury it casually. As for the festival or something, Zhang Peng is the leader, and it has nothing to do with him.

As soon as he said it, Li Chunsheng took off the marching shovel behind his back and dug it up on the side of the dirt road.

"Crunch!"

Digging and digging, the shovel touched a hard object and made a screeching sound.

Zhang Peng stretched out his head to look, only to see something white in the shallow pit. When I looked at it again, I was suddenly scared into a cold sweat. It was nothing else, it was a skeletal hand, pulled in the dirt, and the scalp was numb to watch.

"Swap ...... Bury ...... in another place," Zhang Peng said.

Li Chunsheng was also startled, and hurriedly covered the soil and dug in a different place. About twenty minutes later, a small pit half a meter deep was dug. Seeing that the sky was about to get dark, Zhang Peng urged, "It's almost, bury it." ”

"Oh." Li Chunsheng put the urn into the soil pit, folded his hands, bowed, then covered it with soil, compacted it, and found a few more stones, piled them on it, and made it into the shape of a small tomb.

In the end, Zhang Peng lit six incense sticks, gave Li Chunsheng three, and then bowed to the grave and said, "Sister, brother sent you to reunite with your parents, don't be a junior in the next life, just do it, and be my brother's ......."

After inserting the incense, he turned his head to see that Li Chunsheng was kneeling on the ground, and there were words in his mouth, "Miss Su Yiyi, you have been lonely all your life, and you have ended up like this, Chunsheng feels heartbroken." Your bad aunt is really hateful, she kicked you out of the house at a young age, and that bad boss is not a good thing. I hope you can vote for a good family in the next life, and you will be safe and happy in your life. ”

Looking at Li Chunsheng's pious appearance, Zhang Peng couldn't wait to kick it over and scolded, "The man has gold under his knees, he only kneels to the heavens and the earth and his parents, you kneel a little beautiful girl, what is this, marriage proposal!" At the end, he added, "Marriage proposals are also one-kneeled ......"

"People die greatly, and I'm not a big person, and it's nothing to kneel." Li Chunsheng said honestly.

"That's pretty much it, let's go." Zhang Peng clapped his hands and walked down the mountain.

Li Chunsheng respectfully inserted incense, got up and swayed again, caught up with Zhang Peng, and went down the mountain together.

"Come on, come on, on the water tonight." Zhang Peng said as he walked, holding a small branch and hitting the leaves.

"How about getting a second pot head?" Li Chunsheng's eyes lit up, revealing excitement, and he proposed.

"What kind of two pots to drink, no taste, let's drink Moutai tonight." Zhang Peng felt a little chill all over his body, and muttered in a low voice, "Wash the bad luck......

"Okay, good, Moutai is so fragrant." Li Chunsheng didn't hear his muttering, and said with great interest.