The stone stared blankly at the pit with the exposed bluestone slabs, and I shone it with a flashlight, but the pit was dark and I couldn't see anything. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Infonangya raised her voice in the chanting mantra when she saw the stone take a few more steps, crouched down, pointed her face at the pit, and began to whine.

Ma Wu and his wife looked at each other, although I couldn't see their expressions, but I guess they must have been shocked and scared. The stone said, "There are no chickens to eat, no chickens to eat, what to do." ”

Nangya sat cross-legged next to the pit, the mantra continuing, holding out her right hand and palming it at the pit. The stone suddenly crawled over, as if trying to drill into the pit, I quickly grabbed him, Nangya beckoned to me and Lao Xie, and pointed to the pit. Lao Xie told Ma Wu in a low voice and asked him to go and call a few more people to dig the pit.

Ma Wu turned around and was about to leave, Nangya said, "Take a live chicken." I hurriedly told Ma Wu this and asked him to go and enjoy it quickly. Nangya pressed his hand on the head of the stone to calm him for the time being, and after about half an hour, there was a faint sound of talking in the distance, and he saw that Ma Wu had brought seven or eight men, all armed with shovels, machetes, pickaxes and other tools, and the village chief also followed, carrying a live rooster in his hand. We walked out and got to the side, and the men cut down the weeds and used tools to dig the hole. I first pried open the bluestone with a pickaxe, and I watched from the sidelines, and several flashlights shone into it, and I could clearly see that there was a crimson coffin inside. It may be because Yunnan is rainy, and there is a lot of water in the area.

In the blink of an eye, the pit had been completely opened, and Ma Wu asked the village chief if he wanted to get the coffin out. The village chief said, "I haven't heard of anyone in the village who chose the grave here!" Several other villagers shook their heads. Suddenly, the stone emerged from the crowd and jumped into the pit. In the midst of everyone's exclamations, I saw the stone climbing up the coffin and lying straight on the coffin lid. Ma Wu's wife was very anxious, and said to Ma Wu that you should pull the stone out quickly, otherwise you will be ghosted.

Just as Ma Wu was about to go down to the pit, Nangya stopped him, sat on the edge of the pit and began to chant mantras again. Ma Wu was so anxious that Lao Xie and I stopped him and asked him to wait. Nangya removed a string of light gray bone beads from her wrists, her hands straightened, and the sound of chanting mantras quickened.

The little stone lying on the coffin stretched out his left arm and said, "I want to eat the chicken", Nangya raised his hand to the village chief, and I took the live chicken from him and threw it down the pit. Strange to say, after the chicken fell into the pit, it actually fluttered its wings and jumped on the stone lying on the coffin lid. The stone's left arm quickly and accurately grabbed the chicken's neck and bit it with its mouth. The chickens clucked, blood splattered, stones were sprinkled all over the face, and there were also on the coffin.

All of us were dumbfounded, and Ma Wu and his wife were even grinning while watching, probably never seeing their youngest son so cruel. The chicken was still flapping its wings at first, but then it gradually stopped moving. At this time, Nangya changed the mantra again, threw the stone with her left hand, and threw the chicken aside, and the chicken did not move much, occasionally pumping its legs. The stone's mouth and face were covered in chicken feathers and blood, and it looked weird.

Nangya stopped chanting the mantra and waved her hand at us again, and I quickly told Ma Wu to go down, and he held the edge of the pit with his hand, went down inside, picked up his son and sent him to the pit, and two people outside answered and brought the stone out. He slumped limply on the ground, not moving. After Ma Wu came up, the village chief asked me worriedly what to do with the pit and the coffin.

"Open the coffin." Nangya said.

The village chief commanded two or three people to jump in, and several men looked embarrassed, no matter what ethnic group in China, they are in awe and fear of things like dead people and coffins, and the same is true for the Miao people. At the strong request of the village chief, they still stubbornly went down. Using a pickaxe to pry open the lid of the coffin, Lao Xie reminded them to cover their noses with a cloth and turn their heads when opening the lid of the coffin, so as not to smell the lingering breath in the coffin for many years.

The lid of the coffin was pried open, and the flashlight shone through, and there was a lot of sludge inside, and a dry skeleton was lying there, barely able to tell that it was wearing a dark blue funeral dress, with a blue cloth on what appeared to be a turban on its head, and a collar on its chest.

Ma Wu said: "It's a woman, because only women can wear this kind of thin collar, and men wear it much thicker." The village chief asked the people below to touch it carefully in the coffin, and sure enough, this dry bone only had the left arm bone and no right arm.

Nangya continued to chant the mantra blessings, and after a few minutes, she said, "Find the family of the deceased." ”

The village chief was suddenly in trouble, and none of the people present knew whose grave was here. I asked Nangya if she could take care of the matter tomorrow during the day, and Nangya thought about it and nodded, saying that she would try not to delay it too long.

We first went back to the village to rest, and the next morning, the village chief sent someone to spread the news to the villagers and ask everyone to provide clues. Later, an old villager who was already in his eighties, with the support of his family, reported to the village chief, saying that when he was only a teenager, he heard his father say that the son of a family in the village became a teacher in Yunnan, and he was quite powerful, and there was an old lady in that family, who seemed to be one-armed, and was buried in the back mountain after death, and the scene was still very beautiful at that time, but later because of the war, the Burmese expeditionary force burned the war to Tengchong, and many villagers died and fled, and after liberation, few people remembered it.

Lao Xie scratched his head: "What can I do about this, it seems that the old lady's family has either left the local area decades ago, or died." ”

"Actually, it's easy to appease the grievances of the dead," I said, "and the grave must have been washed away by the heavy rain for several days before the pit was exposed." The old lady estimated that she liked to eat chicken the most in her life, so she attached the yin spirit to the stone. He didn't mess with the old lady, so it wouldn't be too much of a problem, right? Is it possible to try to re-indulge with offerings? ”

I said this last sentence to Nangya, and she nodded and said yes. Ma Wu hurriedly asked what to do, and Lao Xie said that the original tomb had been washed away by the rain, and he could find a high place nearby to re-bury him, and then use offerings to worship.

Under the arrangement of the village chief, the coffin was lifted out of the pit and a grave pit was dug between the slopes of a nearby hill. In order to keep the original, the bluestone slabs built in the original tomb pit were also made out, and they were rebuilt as much as possible. It was hard work, and dozens of men in the village worked for three days to complete it.

The coffin was re-buried, and in addition to the incense, candles, and fruits, under the guidance of Nangya, the village chief asked the villagers to gather ten live chickens, kill them all during the worship, and put them in front of the grave as offerings. I have to say that although this village is poor, the hearts of the people are really united. In the few trips I have visited, no matter what happened to any family, the whole village worked hard to solve the problem, and there were no complaints, which is probably the difference between the rural areas in southern China and northern China.

After the worship ceremony is over, the strange disease of the stone will not be cured, I instructed Ma Wu and his wife to take good care of the child, there are too many unknown things in the deep mountains of Yunnan, don't bump into anything. The two agreed again and again, and they were also very grateful to Nangya. Since then, the attitude of the villagers towards us has also changed, and they no longer resent us.

The ashes of Hong Ban were officially buried in front of Hong Xia's grave in the back mountain, and the two sisters and brothers were also reunited. Lao Xie cried so hard that he regretted that if he hadn't persuaded Hong Ban to go to Thailand, he wouldn't be where he is today. In fact, I can't figure it out in my heart, the Hong family has been a witch doctor for generations, doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, but why from Uncle Hong to Hong Xia, Hong Ban and his wife and daughter, all died unexpectedly without exception. Is it really like the saying goes: kill people and set fire to the gold belt, build bridges and repair roads without corpses?

We stayed at Hong's house for a few days, and we were ready to go back. The village chief and some villagers wiped their tears and sent us to the entrance of the village, but I knew that they were not reluctant to let us go, but remembered Master Hong Ban again. Coordinated by the village chief, a three-wheeled vehicle was hired to drive us to Tengchong County. Then take a long flight to Kunming, take a flight to Guangzhou and transfer back to Bangkok.

This toss made Lao Xie and I both physically and mentally exhausted, mainly because the pain in our hearts was even more sad. When I was in Tengchong County, I finally had a mobile phone signal, I turned on the phone to sort out the information, and saw seven or eight text message reminders, and dozens of mobile phone QQ messages. There are brothers-in-law, Wang Jiao, and many new customers.