What did He Jinfeng say to Cha Wenbin? He Jinfeng told Cha Wenbin that he couldn't afford to mess with that thing!

Who is the goddess looking for? Naturally, it is the god of the land, and there are some things that the so-called "gods" can't afford to provoke, it is born in the five elements but is not in the Three Realms, lawless, the heavens don't care, and the ground ignores it. Why can't even a master like Zhang Sanfeng be helpless, because all the spells and Dao methods are originally generated in the power of the five elements of nature, and what is emphasized is the way of mutual restraint of all things, all things are born from yin and yang, and the five elements of yin and yang are inseparable, but this immortal is outside the Three Realms.

What is Beyond the Three Realms? I'm sorry, God doesn't know about this question, because God is just one of the Three Realms.

Immortals are beings who belong outside the Three Realms, this is the first time I have heard this statement, and it is also the first time that Cha Wenbin has really faced an unsolvable problem.

A coffin, with the mess left over from yesterday's digging of the pit, I thought to myself, how big my life must be.

Cha Wenbin pondered for a long time and said: "Find someone to carry it down, isn't there a Yizhuang in the village, let it go first." ”

"That? It's been abandoned for a long time, and I haven't opened the door since my grandfather's generation came to that village. ”

There is an old house in Hong Village, but it is not a house, and I know how many years it has been, and the white walls are almost black, in a small ravine in the innermost part of Hong Village. There is a metasequoia outside the house, and it takes four men to enclose it, some people say how old this house is, just look at how long the tree is at the door, so the algorithm is estimated to be no less than a thousand years.

When Grandpa Tai first came, some people wanted to fight the idea of the house, after all, it was the era of no owner, and whoever occupied it was anyone's. Except for the lack of light and the shade of the place, that place is really good. Across a three-meter-wide road is the river, the house is built against a mountain, there are six large rooms horizontally, there are two rooms on each side of the comb, and there is a courtyard in the middle, covering an area that has to be counted as acres.

When they arrived, the house had been abandoned for a long time, and there were weeds everywhere outside the door, and I heard that there were two pairs of stone beasts at the door of the house, but then they didn't know where they went, and now they could only see the closed gate and the smooth steps. The house was originally overhauled at the beginning of the 20th century, and my grandfather said that this house could not be inhabited by living people, and I was afraid that it was the former Yizhuang.

Yizhuang this thing is rare, in the past, people who died in other places wanted to return to their hometown, Chinese pay attention to the fallen leaves to return to their roots, before relatives failed to transport the coffin back to their hometown, it would generally be stored in Yizhuang. There are also people who die for various reasons, such as not being able to enter the ancestral grave mountain, not suitable for burial or having grievances that have not been washed, they will also be put in the Yizhuang Village, and then buried after these things are resolved, mainly so that people cannot enter the earth with regrets after death.

Hongcun is located at the intersection of three counties of Zhejiang and Anhui provinces, there are historical records since the Qin Dynasty, there was a post station at that time, in the era of underdeveloped transportation, Hongcun is also a traffic artery. There are many merchants coming and going, it is the only way for the northwest of Zhejiang and even the Yangtze River Delta to enter the southern part of Anhui, and the ancient road left behind is still passable.

The historical period of Hongcun occurred from the end of the Ming Dynasty to the middle of the Qing Dynasty, and no one knows what happened here during this period. As people from my great-grandfather's generation have seen, there are empty houses and abandoned fields everywhere.

When I first arrived, everyone was also unstable, there were many immigrants from all over the world, and some people just came to beg for food. At that time, the soldiers were in chaos, the dead were commonplace, and those who did not pay attention to it would dig a pit on the side of the road and bury it, and they wanted to notify their relatives in their hometown to take them back. So the village was opened and renovated in that year.

It is said that when it was opened, there were not many coffins left in Yizhuang, and there were only about a dozen, because they were all ownerless, they were dragged out and buried, and it was presided over by my grandfather back then. After the repair, the main thing was to replace the tiles and wooden lines, and the sewing and repairing will be used, and in those years, more than 20 people went in. There are those who have fled, and there are those who have died of illness, all of whom refuse to be buried, and their descendants have never come to pick them up, in fact, no one knows who is who, and they have long been forgotten.

After the liberation, my father's generation was ready to rebuild Nayizhuang as a commune collective warehouse, after all, it was a new era, and it was necessary to sweep away the feudal backward ideas. The coffin inside was not destroyed, but when someone went in, they found that the place was too cloudy, and they said that the grain was put away for fear that it would become moldy, so they gave up.

During the Cultural Revolution, the house was naturally the object of extermination, and the Red Guards directly set it on fire, but God didn't seem to want the house to be gone. A heavy rain poured the fire to the ground, and the Red Guards were not reconciled, and let it go a second time, and the heavy rain came as scheduled, and many people rumored at that time that the place was blessed by the gods and could not be moved. Our Red Guards are no better than those in Shanghai and Beijing, in fact, they are just a group of bear children, the descendants of authentic local peasants, and they are always a little jealous in their hearts, so they will not do it.

The house has endured several hardships, and now it has long since lost its former glory, and now only half of the building remains, but the door is still beginning to close. When we were children, we were all told by adults, that place is a forbidden place, anyway, how scary adults can say, whoever is disobedient will come to say: Throw you to the big temple and keep him honest.

This big temple is Yizhuang, one of the forbidden places in Hong Village, and there are more than this strange place in our village, but this place is the one I am most unhappy to go to, because people feel uncomfortable before they arrive, and they always feel that they will fall into the ice cave if they take a few steps further.

Cha Wenbin decided to get the coffin there, but what about Gao Cheng? He was already buried a day late, what did Cha Wenbin have in mind?

Back at Gao's house, Cha Wenbin's words made the scene chaotic, and he suggested that Gao Cheng should not be buried, and move to Yizhuang first!

Although the Gao family died in a high city, it doesn't mean that the Gao family has no man, and there is no one to speak. The Gao family also has four brothers, although they are farmers, they are also united, and they leave their brothers in that place, and the brothers will not agree!

Who is Cha Wenbin? At that time, Cha Wenbin was as old as me, just a kid, although his master was indeed an extraordinary figure in the eyes of the older generation, but in the final analysis, you are just a little Taoist priest who has gone astray, you have repeatedly pointed fingers, who would be happy?

People turned their faces on the spot, if I hadn't pulled Cha Wenbin with my legs and feet to run first, maybe I would have been smashed down by the Gao family at that time.

When I got home, I panted and persuaded Cha Wenbin: "It's no problem, it's good to say, your trick will definitely not work, it's the fourth day and you won't be buried, people have endured us for a long time, let them go, don't get involved." ”

Cha Wenbin said anxiously: "Something is going to happen!" He can't be buried! ”

"Can't be buried! You go and tell his group of people that they don't want to die, and they will become ghosts when they are buried, let me tell you Wen Bin, if you dare to say this, they will dare to break your legs, do you think they are all with you all day long like me, how many people will believe what you said? ”

"That can't be buried!" Cha Wenbin is a tendon, and his words are always what he thinks in his heart, but this can't prevent the fact from happening, and I can't do anything about the burial of Gaocheng.

I proposed, "Get that coffin back first, it's not a problem to put it there." ”

Let's find someone, but now we're worried again, and the good ones I played with are now lying in the hospital, and if the stone is there, he'll be damn good, and he'll be able to carry it back alone.

"Who wants to give you a coffin if you have nothing to do, I guess no one is willing to do this job if you give money, I heard that He Jinfeng and He Xiangu are still confused at home at this time, and that matter has spread."

As I was talking, it happened that my old man came back, and my eyes rolled up and stammered, "Dad, didn't you play mahjong?" ”

"I didn't fight, I went to the village and had a meeting." After the old man finished speaking, he walked into the house, and I grabbed his clothes and said, "Do me a favor?" ”

The old man looked at me angrily and said, "What's the busy?" ”

"Find two people, the powerful and bold, help us carry something." I saw that his face was gloomy, and I hurriedly said, "If you don't work in vain, how about giving a hundred yuan per person?" ”

At that time, 100 yuan was still very valuable, and those who worked in the countryside were only 20 yuan from morning to night, which was equivalent to a week's salary for me.

"People are easy to find, what are you going to carry?"

"Hey, hey." I smiled and handed him a cigarette and said, "Get a coffin and put it in the big temple inside, carry it down the mountain behind thatched bay, and get a cart to pull it in." ”

If I hadn't dodged quickly, my father's cigarette butt had been pressed on my face, and when he saw me dodging, he picked up the hoe at home and threw it at me.

"You come out for me, you bastard, you dare to get anything, see if I don't kill you!" My father scolded me for being a murderer, but fortunately, Cha Wenbin stopped me, and it took a lot of persuasion to let the old man temporarily put out the fire, and he replied simply: "No!" ”

It turned out that the incident in Thatched Bay had spread for ten miles and eight towns, and my father had heard about it, but he didn't expect his son to be involved in it, where to put it, in the countryside of that era, you had nothing to do to play with the dead coffin, and almost killed so many people and lost their lives, which was regarded as unlucky and unlucky, and my father was naturally no exception.

"Let's talk about it......" I said with a look of grievance: "It's not for the good of our folks, that thing will happen big if it is left there!" ”

"What's wrong?" My father's eyes kicked and said, "What can happen, Lang Lang Qiankun, the day is in the head, if you don't spoil others, people will come to you?" Your father and I have never believed in evil in my life, and I have never seen any ghosts or gods come to me. ”

"Yes, Dad, don't you never believe in evil?" My mind turned, and I gave him a sentence: "That's good, anyway, you don't believe in that set, so pulling it back is like pulling a bundle of firewood." ”

"Pull you by the head and get out of the way!"

I muttered, "I think my father is also a little scared when he hears the rumors outside." ”

"Fart! , you little rabbit, what was your father afraid of? ”

I deliberately provoked him and said, "That's good! Then bring it back to me! ”

"Little bastard, dare to pick on your stubble." My father naturally understood that I was provoking him, but when he put him in that position, it was difficult for him to step down now, so he picked up the teapot and poured two sips and said: "Pull it back for you, this thing is so bad, three hundred per person, I don't want it, you promise me one thing when you go back." ”

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"Your little aunt told you about your protégé, the queen of the old Wang family in Longmen Village, you go back with me to meet people, your aunt has inquired about you, two years younger than you." Before I could react, he glared again and said, "I'll tell you, if you don't go, don't say Lao Tzu will turn his face!" ”

I gritted my teeth and said, "Cheng, even if you are ruthless, you will go, you will say it first, you can find someone to do this with me in advance!" ”

"Let's go, remember to get a cigarette first, and I'll take you to your Uncle Donghai."

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