After the child dies, the elders of the family usually use the charcoal made of chestnut trees to draw many black marks on the child's face, these traces are horizontal, vertical, circle, ellipse, triangle, etc., the shape that the brain can remember for a while can be drawn, but can not be repeated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As for why this is done, there are many kinds of statements, some people say that to prevent children from being bullied in the underworld, painting patterns look more fierce, and the province is bullied, some people say that the traces drawn by the elders are a kind of mark, proving whose children are the children, so that the family is not reincarnated by the ancestors, and some people say that the things painted are not complicated at all, just to express a kind of nostalgia of the elders for the descendants, and there are many, many sayings, but which statement is correct, no one can give solid evidence, Maybe every statement is correct, maybe it's not true, how can people in the underworld explain this matter in the underworld, I'm afraid it can only be seen after going to the bottom.

Liu Zigui's little grandfather took a charcoal shaped like a stone and painted it on that immature and green face, Liu Zigui stared at his little grandfather's every move with wide eyes and nervousness, one stroke at a time, the little grandfather's face was solemn, as if he was holding a grand sacrificial ceremony, his eyes were stunned, at this moment he seemed to be no longer him, he became another person, holding charcoal in his hand stiff and mechanically walking around on his face.

Liu Zigui felt a mysterious aura on the little grandfather, this breath is very strange, like evil is not evil, seems to be good and not right, and is changing all the time, a moment of grandeur, a moment of evil, oblique and positive can always maintain a balance point, at this moment he seems to be one with something, not a ghost, but a certain force between heaven and earth.

The brows have wrinkled at some point, and Liu Zigui seems to have understood why the pattern cannot be repeated, and the fundamental reason is in this strange force, and a careless person may suffer a backlash, or let the evil overwhelm the good, thus causing trouble.

This process didn't last long, about ten minutes or so, and the little face was already full of black marks, and when there was no place to put the pen again, it stopped, and as soon as the hand stopped, the force dissipated, and Liu Zigui didn't even notice how it disappeared, as if he didn't notice how it came.

"Could it be that there is such a god between heaven and earth? Why have you never heard of it? ”

First there is a god and then there is a god's house, and if there is no position, there is no god, and God stands on the throne.

Liu Zigui thought about it, but still didn't come up with a reason, limited knowledge, many things are difficult to verify, the more I think about it, the more questions I have, and in the end, I can't hold it in my heart, and when my heart is broken, the accumulated doubts flow out again, and in the end, there is no one left, my heart is empty, and I feel comfortable.

Liu Zigui's heart is very big, and he can't break it for a while, so more and more questions are accumulated in his heart, waiting for one day to meet the answer, just like many single people are always waiting for the right person to appear, and then they will grow old together.

The old hall once again erected a mourning hall, a red coffin has been placed in the center of the hall, in front of the coffin is a complete plucked chicken, the right side of the chicken is pork, fat, the left side of the chicken is a fish, complete, in front of the three animals are three white candles, lit, in front of the mourning hall is a huge brazier, in which is burning yellow paper money, flames, soot.

Grandpa held his eldest grandson in his arms, approached the coffin step by step, a short distance of more than ten meters, and walked with heavy steps for a long time, a long time, and finally glanced at the face painted with black carbon stains, sighed, and couldn't bear to put it into the red coffin.

The coffin is very large, it is an adult coffin, perhaps because the time is too rushed, so such an adult coffin is used.

The lid of the coffin was not closed immediately, and according to the custom, the relatives first expressed their grief and reluctance before closing the coffin, so that the soul of the deceased would not appear lonely on the Huangquan Road.

The long red coffin was full of people on both sides, all of them were women, either Liu Zigui's aunt, aunt or grandmother, of course, Yu Xiangnan was also there, and he was also one of the saddest people who cried.

Crying while talking, but the words spoken through the transformation of crying, others can no longer hear clearly, I am afraid that only the person who said it can understand what he said, crying sadly, heartbroken, sad and difficult to express.

Liu Zigui sat on the threshold of his little grandfather's house, blinking his dark eyes and looking at the hall, there was no joy or sadness, and he himself couldn't tell what kind of state he was in, as if in a dream, there was an unreal feeling.

Suddenly, Liu Zigui felt a coldness, stuck to his skin like a general, some pain, woke himself up, and darkened: "Ghost qi!" ”

If there is a ghost, it means that there is a ghost, and the ghost is so strong that it must be a fierce ghost, not a fierce ghost will not appear in the blue sky and daylight, a ghost appears in the place of the dead, this is a very normal thing, Liu Zigui is not surprised, if the dead can't see the ghost, Liu Zigui will be surprised, quickly glanced around, but did not see a ghost, but the pain of the needle prick on the skin is real.

The ghost must exist, but it is hiding in a place that is difficult to find, Liu Zigui stood up and walked out of the gate, the sun outside has set in the west, half of it has fallen to the side of the mountain, the orange sunset pulls the shadow of the fir tree for a long time, and there is a cool coolness in the air, which is yin.

Every time the sun sets, the yang energy begins to decline, the yin energy begins to rise, the yin and yang alternate, the breath is mixed, and the demons and monsters will come out to move at this time.

Standing in the middle of the grain field, Liu Zigui turned around violently, and saw a figure standing on the roof, gray old clothes, bulbous bun, it was the old ghost and old woman, at this moment the old woman was facing away from Liu Zigui, Liu Zigui couldn't see her in front, but she could still infer from her appearance, she seemed to be holding something in her arms, looking at the spirit hall intently, and she didn't know what she was thinking, let alone what she wanted to do.

Liu Zigui's brows furrowed again, his eyes narrowed slightly, and two rays of light shot out of his eyes, he saw that the things in the old woman's arms would still move, as if she was struggling, and the old woman's old clothes were moved, and after a while, a white and tender arm came out of her shoulder, which was a baby's hand, and then a baby face came out of the shoulder, and that face was the face of the little cousin!