Huangquan Road, Nai He Bridge, Lechuan River, Looking at the Stone, Meng Po Soup......

These terms have been passed down orally for thousands of years in Chinese folklore, and if you want to say whether these things exist or not, the people who can answer you are all dead. Only after death can one prove the truth of what is often called "superstition", but that is meaningless. If it really exists, then everyone has to go up and walk through it, if it doesn't exist, it should be an excuse for a deceased person to think about him.

For a Taoist priest like Cha Wenbin, he thinks that there exists, and he can talk to you about the Tao. The Huangquan Road is white all the way, and the surroundings are barren and convex, only when you reach the Lechuan River, there are dazzling flowers on the other side, and seeing the flowers means that the yin and yang are separated from each other.

Flowers on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side, flowers do not see leaves, leaves do not see flowers, just like this person is at a loss for life and death, farewell is goodbye, and going is going.

Crossing the fairy bridge is a very particular funeral link in the folk in the northwest of Zhejiang, at least in my time.

Whenever someone in a peasant household with a bit of façade dies, they will invite a Taoist priest to do a ritual and prepare some things: incense, candles, paper money, meat, vegetables, wine and meat, and a number of large benches that can sit two or three people around the Eight Immortals table. The so-called fairy bridge is not only a bridge, but it is said that the last part of the way for this loved one to send the deceased is here. As long as you cross the bridge, it will be eternal, and it can be regarded as the last journey to accompany the deceased.

Some people, who had ideas before their deaths, but who did not want to go, but were caught by the shadow, would choose to jump off the bridge, and some who did not have the shadow to escort and reported on their own, walked on the bridge and ran back unwillingly. This run will cause trouble, because he went directly back to the yang world with the breath of the underworld, and on the way back, he met whoever he bumped into and had an accident.

On the way to my cousin's house, I asked, "If people can come back from the underworld after they die, won't they all go to hell and not be allowed to run?" ”

"Coming back from the underworld is either reincarnation, and after the baptism of the reincarnation tunnel, the breath of the underworld has been erased; There is also a kind of person who comes back from the ghost gate, and this kind of person will have two results: if the physical body is still good, then it is resurrected; If the body has been buried, it will either become a ghost or borrow a corpse, the latter being the rarest. ”

"Is there really a resurrection of a corpse?"

"Of course!" Cha Wenbin thought for a while and said, "Actually, I haven't seen it either, but I heard the master say that there is." ”

"It's the one in front of you." I pointed to the new house of my cousin and grandfather's house and said, "See, I'm sending wreaths inside, and I heard that my cousin and grandfather died last year, and it wasn't so lively." ”

Before I got closer, I smelled a unique fishy smell of incense, which I was not used to, but Cha Wenbin felt very kind. When he went, someone had already recognized him, and pointed and said: "Isn't this the little apprentice of Daoist Ma, ouch, look, the bastard from Xia Laoliu's family is here, it is said that he was cursed to death, and he is not afraid of being beaten to death when he comes." ”

The fat man glared at the long-tongued woman who was whispering and said, "Our Xiao Yi has a very smart mouth, saying that whoever dies will not live to the dawn, are you two a little idle, why don't you let Xiao Yi's bastard call you two a few words?" ”

As soon as she said this, the two women immediately dropped the chickens and ducks in their hands and ran away, and the fat man and I immediately laughed.

Anyway, it's still the first month of the year, but their family is too big, and more than half of the villagers have come, after all, they are all staying here, and they have to get by. But most people are just wandering around the door, who wants to go in and touch so bad, I saw someone keep spreading smoke in the crowd and saying good things, it turned out that they wanted to find someone to help them get into the funeral.

The work of burying should be put on hold in normal times, and there are really people to pick it up, because there is oil and water in this work, and the owner has to give an extra red envelope. But today is different, who doesn't have a red envelope in this New Year's month, who wants to come and ask the dead for money? The person in charge searched around and no one was willing to help, so Cha Wenbin stepped forward and said, "Uncle, shall I come?" ”

The man saw that it was just a teenager, and he immediately felt happy: "Go and go, which family's hairy child came here to find fun, this is a dead man, not a married girl." ”

"Let me try, my master is Ma Sufeng." As soon as he said this, the man was stunned for a moment.

Who doesn't know Ma Sufeng? Some people say that he is a disciple of Zhang Daoling, and some people say that he is a descendant of Maoshan Zhenjun, in short, he is a living immortal. People say that Ma Sufeng can tell where your family is by listening to the sound with his eyes closed, how many people, the door is facing, and even the number of cubs under the sow in the family can be calculated.

But these are all things that happened when I was doing the collective twenty years ago, and only that generation of people knew that Ma Sufeng was basically crazy all day long, drunk from morning to night, and it didn't work for anyone to ask about things.

The man looked at Cha Wenbin, his originally childish face already had maturity and stability that should not be there at that age, and after a second look, he really felt that he was a person with goods.

"Did you hear that Lao Ma brought an apprentice, it's you?"

Cha Wenbin nodded and agreed, and the man looked very happy and pulled him over and asked in a low voice: "How much, say the number, I can talk to the owner." ”

"No money." Cha Wenbin pointed at me and said to him, "Do my two friends a favor, this is his cousin's grandfather's house." ”

"Hey, don't want money, you wait for me to go in and talk about it." The man ran in as soon as he slipped away, and I leaned in and reminded Cha Wenbin: "You are a good person, people must have gone in to be a second-class dealer, you don't want the red envelope, the red envelope will naturally go into his pocket." ”

Cha Wenbin shrugged his shoulders and said: "I don't take the money of the dead, this kind of money is destined to be spent." ”

Less than a cigarette, I saw the man come out with a red face in his mouth, and as soon as he saw Cha Wenbin, he rubbed his hands and said: "What, little master, this person will be handed over to you, and he is still lying in the inner room, but this Xia Gongzi will not go in, I'm afraid of making trouble."

I laughed and said, "Don't make trouble, how can you make trouble, it's a relative, or an elder, I should go in and go to the pillar incense." ”

The man said with a sad face: "Don't be, you don't know your cousins and aunts, they are notoriously spicy......"

Cha Wenbin took out the compass in his hand and turned it around, raised his head and said, "Then you tell them that if they don't go in, I'm afraid his family will have to pay a few lives before this funeral!" ”

"Really? The little master doesn't talk nonsense, it's still the first month. ”

Cha Wenbin pointed to the compass and said to the man: "Seventy-seven evils, go down to the robbery, graves are stacked on graves, and people lead people." You go in and tell them that before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, not only people will be in this house, but even chickens, ducks, dogs, and pigs will be left behind, and all of them will die. ”

The man touched his head and sighed: "Hey, you're really accurate, a dog just died in his house in the morning, and he said that he took rat medicine, what the hell?" ”

I said angrily: "That's still nonsense here, you think I want to enter the door of his house!" ”

After another smeak of smoke, the man came out and smiled at me: "Come in, but don't worry if you really want to scratch you, woman, your mouth is rotten, say that you are a person who has seen the world, don't be knowledgeable." ”

When I went in, there was no mourning hall in this mourning hall, and there was no case on the desk, and the whole house was a mess. As soon as I entered the door, I heard my cousin and grandmother crying in the house, and the vicious screams of several women, and I only heard a few words: "Why don't you die with you, you don't need anything!" ”

There was no one in the courtyard, and according to our rules, this white thing was not to eat in the house. The architectural structure of the rural house is a hall with the door open and a place for guests. This place is used to place the coffin when there is a funeral, and if there is a coffin in the house, the natural banquet must be placed outside, and a shed must be built in the open-air yard, and there is no shed at this time, I am afraid that no one is willing to help.

I walked in and asked, "Are you at home?" ”

Suddenly, a scalp with a cloth shoe flew out, and before I could come back to my senses, my eldest cousin pounced on me with her teeth and claws: "You little bastard still dare to enter the door, the old lady tore your mouth!" I'll beat you to death! ”

Unfortunately, before her fist landed on my head, the fat man grabbed her wrist, and with a slight twist the woman, she fell to the ground in pain, and then cried: "Ouch, kill, help!" ”

As soon as she made such a fuss, the people who were watching the excitement outside poured in all of a sudden, which made me choke enough, and the girl was splashing and kicking her legs on the ground, holding the body of her dead husband and crying vigorously.

At this time, my cousin and grandmother limped out, pulled me aside and said, "Ignore her, why do you blame you for this." ”

I saw that there was a red mark on her face and her lips were a little swollen, so I asked, "Grandma, what's wrong with your face?" ”

As soon as I asked the old man, I started crying, humming and chirping in a whisper: "The eldest daughter-in-law beat me, and asked me to take the money out for the funeral, where do I have the money, she will beat ...... if I don't have money."

When the fat man heard this, he became angry, and secretly scolded: "What a brute! He strode back into the room, grabbed the woman by the collar on the floor, and lifted her up with one hand. Then he picked up his fan-like slap and shot her left and right in the face, and I only heard a moment of silence all around, and all the onlookers were stunned by the fat man's actions......

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The website decided to put it on the shelves, so let's go on it, and keep at least one update every day, which is what I promised them. During this time, the company's affairs occupied most of my life, and it should be said that it was a failed entrepreneurial experience, and I lost a lot of things: including money, time, and my own heart

Looking back, it's still good to codeword, it's good