The phenomenon of stealing and digging ancient tombs in our village is also common in recent years, because of the remote location, many deep mountains and old forests, coupled with the historical discontinuity, as long as the ownerless tombs are exposed to the ground, almost all of them have been pried off. Those who are hidden in the mountains or too close to residential areas will be spared.

This big grave, they have been eyeing it for a long time, and the locals have always called him the dripping grave. Because the large stone on this tomb drips water all year round, I don't know where it came from. The old people said that it was a landlord's tomb in the previous dynasty, and occasionally passers-by would go to take a Qingming flag during the Qingming Festival.

As for this tomb, Cha Wenbin also knows. When he came to our village, he once saw this big tomb on the side of the road, and he only said that this tomb was interesting, and he didn't say anything else, and no one took it seriously.

The tombs are all built with hundreds of pounds of big stones, and the bulging big bag is one meter, and between the stones is a porridge made of glutinous rice mixed with grass ash and lime, which is very strong. A few people were prying and digging, but they couldn't shake half of the big tomb.

In those years, the control of explosives has been strengthened, and these gangsters have a little in their hands, but they dare not use it easily. A few people gasped and leaned against the big tomb, just like seeing the roast goose in the glass window, seeing the delicious food but not reaching it.

The four of them were going to send two people back to get the explosives, and the other two were to shoot the cannon holes here, and the two craftsmen were left behind. The thugs couldn't wait to run home, fetch the explosives, and when they saw that the two workers at the scene were completely gone, the tools used to pry the graves were scattered all over the ground.

The two thugs looked at no one, and at first thought that they were going to make it convenient, but after waiting for a cigarette, no one came, so they thought that the two goods should not be afraid.

It would be better if there were two fewer people, and as soon as the two of them combined, they made a hole in the dripping grave, and connected the two sections of explosives with detonators and fuses.

After the fuse was lit, the two of them ran to hide under a big tree in the distance, waiting for the "boom" to explode, and then it was time to fish for gold and silver ingots. After two minutes of smugness, the expected explosion still hadn't come, and the fuse should have burned in.

In order to prevent accidents, the two of them waited for five more minutes, and when they saw that there was still no movement, the brave one ran over to take a look.

When they got closer, they saw that the dripping grave was indeed worthy of its name, and there was a stream of water coming out of the cannon hole they had inserted, although it was not large, but it was enough to put out the explosive.

"Change the line, it's wet, it's not good." One of the thugs said to his companion.

"The fuse is waterproof, how can it get wet?" The thug muttered as he walked over to his companion.

When the two of them were about to change the fuse, they suddenly saw a spark flash from the cannon hole of the grave, and the two of them had to scream "ah", they wanted to run but it was too late.

The late "boom" woke up the whole village, and the light of the fire on the hill made people rush to it.

What was seen was a scene where the upper part of the dripping grave had been completely opened, and there was a stream of clear water gushing out of it, and two mutilated bodies lay on the ground, and some days later someone found the entrails that had been blown up in a tree not far away.

The news that the merchant's brother asked someone to dig the grave but killed him spread far and wide, and the news was released by the two workers who left first. The two said that they were waiting for the gangsters to get the explosives, and they saw a middle-aged man in white mourning clothes sitting on the grave.

The families of the two people who died were looking for the merchant all day long, and his family's farmhouse no longer dared to continue to have workers, no matter how much he paid, money was always not important.

Not only that, but then the merchant heard a faint voice in the night market saying to him: "If you tear off my roof, I will cut off your head."

After repeating this for a few days, the merchant brother was already unable to sleep at night, unable to eat, and was getting thinner and thinner, and the place where the seal hall began to darken significantly. His daughter-in-law was so anxious that she couldn't find my father, and wanted to ask him to invite the famous Taoist priest surnamed Cha to take a look.

Cha Wenbin was always closed and locked in those days, and since the two brothers went, he was even more disdainful. When ordinary people go to visit Cha's house, they are not allowed to enter the door at all, and only one lama often wanders around the village.

My Abba and he are acquaintances, but unfortunately he was blocked by the lama, saying that Cha Wenbin was closing the door and no one was allowed to enter. The matter here is also very urgent, and Abba doesn't recognize this lama, and the two of you entered and I stopped you, and Abba quarreled with him. The quarrel attracted Zhuo Xiong, he knew my Abba, and after asking the reason for the matter, he scolded the lama and led Abba to the hall to sit and wait, and it took a long time to see Cha Wenbin dragging his tired body out of the side room.

The two drank a cup of tea, Abba said something, and Cha Wenbin said after listening: "Lao Xia, the grave can't be moved." ”

"What's wrong?"

Cha Wenbin knocked on the table and said, "It's a green dragon out of the water tomb, if the grave moves, the feng shui of your whole village will change." Didn't your village always say that there was a dragon pond where you could ask for rain, not because of anything else, but because the location of the grave was well buried. In the early years, when I went to the General Temple, I saw the feng shui bureau in the village, the tomb is located in the east of the village, the tomb bag is an irregular heptagon, every year on the night of the full moon on July 15, these seven corners will correspond to the heavenly oriental horn, Kang, Di, Fang, heart, tail, Kei a total of seven stars, that is, we talk about the Oriental Seven Nights. As long as the water comes out of the grave, the wind and rain in the village can be guaranteed within a year, and it will be until July of the next year. ”

"Didn't there be a succession of dead people a while ago?"

"It has nothing to do with that old grave, so you take this talisman back first and let him stick it on the door of your house, I really don't have time these days, I'll go and see it in a few days." As he spoke, he wrote a talisman and added the great seal of his Heavenly Master Dao Treasure, and my Abba took this thing home.

That night, the merchant slept quite soundly.

Besides, what is Cha Wenbin busy with? He has a book in his hand called "The Book of Ruyi", which records some extremely mysterious methods, a total of 72 words, and it is said that no one has been able to understand this strange book since the beginning of the world. There has always been a saying that as long as you can understand all the content recorded in this book, then you can use the power of the five elements of yin and yang as you like, go to heaven and earth, and do anything.

In Cha Wenbin's home, in addition to the door, no one can enter, there is also a bottle that he carries with him all day, this bottle is a bit like a net bottle, with gossip patterns engraved on both sides, and there is a slight crack in the mouth of the bottle. It is used by Taoist priests to collect unjust souls.,It is said that when there is a soul in it, the gossip black fish part of the bottle will be brighter than the white fish.,I just want to confirm this problem before I accidentally knocked it over to the ground when I was a child.,Leaving a crack.,This bottle is called the Soul Gathering Bottle.。

There is a soul in the bottle, it is a woman, Cha Wenbin also sent her over, I don't know how many times I have recited the mantra of the past, people just lie in the bottle and refuse to leave, Cha Wenbin has no way to take her, so he has to wrap it in a black cloth and take it with him all day.

He went into the room for a long time and a short time, sweating profusely for half an hour when he was fast, and staying all night at a slow time, and the longer he stayed, the more ugly his face became. Originally, his fingers that had returned to normal began to bend gradually, and every time he slept, he always frowned and looked very painful, and there were a few times when the little lama couldn't stand it, and he could only be relieved a little by reciting a few Buddhist scriptures on the side.

There was also a basin of water in the house, and there was a stone in the water, which was not simple, and it was brought back by Zhuo Xiong himself from a distant place. Every day Zhuo Xiong's task is to add water to this pot, using the dew that he received outdoors, and there is a toad with two legs lying on the stone, and if you look closely at the wound on its front leg that has stammered, there is a tiny shoot in the scar, and the toad lies motionless in the water all day long. But don't think it's dead, Cha Wenbin also thought so at the beginning, if you look closely at the cheeks around its mouth, it will still move, but the injury is too serious and it can't move at all.

Cha Wenbin also eats less and less, only eating two bowls of porridge a day, compared with a year ago, he is not a little old