The burial lot here is not very concentrated, and Mr. Wu Da is asked to pick a good acupuncture point for astrology to be buried, but over time, the main location of the yin house in our area is roughly so few, such as the Pozi Pit three miles away from the east of the village, the Xiaowangpo two miles away from the north of the village and the Longgou five miles away from the southeast of the village, the dragon ditch is a little far away, but it is not something that ordinary people can go to, because I heard the old people say, what kind of small dragon vein is there, whether you believe it or not, Digging three or four meters down with a shovel along the base of the mountain will reveal a black layer of soil that is completely different from the rest of the soil, and it twists and turns around a small hill in the shape of a coiling dragon.

Lying on the haystack in the corner of the ruined temple, I held the back of my head and looked up at the remnant sun that gradually slanted westward, today all day, I did not leave this haystack, and recalled the things encountered from childhood to adulthood in my mind, and the mood was inexplicably sentimental, although I had just finished the New Year, I was not happy, because the old lady Zhou in the village died, and the old lady Zhou was the father of the village chief Zhou Dagen, who was seventy years old this year, Zhou Dagen was respected in the village as Uncle Tuesday, and all these years were thanks to Uncle Tuesday, I didn't die of hunger again and again, the Zhou family is a kind-hearted person in my mind, and it is also a relative in my heart, the whole village doesn't treat me as a person, only Uncle Tuesday doesn't dislike my identity as an unlucky ghost, and often asks me to go to their house to eat, and Mrs. Zhou also cares for me......

Today is the day of Mrs. Zhou's burial, and I feel very lost, just like losing someone close to me, maybe because I am afraid that there will be fewer and fewer people to rely on in the future......

"It's time...... On the seventh day of the first month, your kid has received the favor of the Zhou family for so many years, and you are not going to send it off when the old lady Zhou goes to the ground? At the gate of the broken temple, Mr. Wu, who was dressed in a cyan robe, looked at me with a mocking look and smiled.

Being so inexplicable by Mr. Wu Da said, a sentimental emotion suddenly appeared in my mind, I didn't look at Mr. Wu again, licked my interfering lips, lowered my head and said, "I want to press the grave for Old Lady Zhou!" ”

“……”

After a long time, I slowly raised my head, but I saw that Mr. Wu Da had entered the house at some point, hey! It's really an emotionless guy, what I said is the only thing I think in my heart at the moment, I just want to repay the kindness of Mrs. Zhou with my own actions, the stinky fortune teller doesn't understand, and puts on a look of ignorance, I got up and stood up, just about to enter the inner room to count the fortune telling, who knew that my front foot just entered the threshold of the inner room, a small package made of broken yellow cloth was carried out by a hand, and then the cold voice of the fortune teller came from the inner room: "Anyway, we are also a person under the eaves, It's a subsidy for you, six nests and half a bun, that's all! ”

I swallowed my saliva violently, and even swallowed some of the words that complained about fortune-telling just now, I smiled, took the package with both hands, and before I could say words of thanks, I heard the cold words of the fortune-teller from inside: "As soon as the unlucky ghost leaves, I hope to take over some work in the next three days......"

Hey! I gritted my teeth and bombarded the wall of the inner room silently, stinky fortune teller, it turned out that this was looking forward to me leaving the broken temple, I turned around and strode out of the temple gate, and rushed straight to Longgou-

The afterglow of the sunset is still in the sky, but the sky in the mountains is already pitch black, the crescent moon like a willow eyebrow hangs in the eastern sky, the moon is cold and the stars are scarce, but such a sky can also vaguely see the path, the five-mile mountain road takes about half an hour to walk, I am accustomed to walking at night, because I often take the work of pressing the grave, sleeping in the cemetery, and guarding the righteous village, so the courage is also big enough.

Even the mother-in-law pit three miles east of the village, every time I go to press the grave, in fact, the job of pressing the grave is not something that every family can do, at least people with a certain economic foundation can ask someone to press the grave, after all, this job is too unlucky, I heard the old people say, if the grave is pressed for three days, it will be unlucky for three years, and the main house will also be in chaos, I don't know what the specific mess is, I only know that I haven't encountered anything so far.

Tuesday's uncle's family still has a little savings, it is said that the old lady Zhou was the bookkeeper of a wealthy family in the late Qing Dynasty, and there are some family backgrounds, and they hide it tightly when they fight devils, so they have a fairly abundant family background now.

I came here to voluntarily press the grave for Mrs. Zhou, just to repay him for his kindness over the years, and only in this way, I can have some courage to go to Zhou's house to eat in the future.

It is said that Uncle Zhou's family is okay, and the cemetery of Mrs. Zhou is Longgou, so the butcher and the master should rush to take this job, and if you get it, you will be rewarded with a silver dollar or something, but it is a large amount of money, whatever, I don't do anything else, just do what I should do, it doesn't matter if he goes, he presses his grave, and I guard my yin.

The air in the mountains is very cold, especially in the ravine where the vegetation is vigorous, a trace of cool mountain wind sweeps around, and the mountain road in front of it is getting darker and darker, giving people an extremely eerie and cold feeling......

"Smack!"

I somehow shook off the slender hemp whip around the waist and made a loud explosion in the air, there is a saying in the mountains, called "ghost scare whip", in fact, this sentence is said in reverse, but the whip scares ghosts, this hemp whip is Mr. Wu Da I knitted, said that there are nine links, the whip tail drank the blood of the black dog, often in the night walking mountain road people are prepared on the body, a whip out regardless of whether there is a reason to borrow the Tao, I have not used this whip for a long time, today somehow the ghost made the god throw a loud, Maybe I'm a little panicked by these unusually cool breaths.

Drill out of an old mountain forest, down to the opposite slope, not far in front of the dragon ditch, I have taken a shortcut here, if it is buried during the day, they carry the old lady Zhou must go around the mountain road, it will take at least more than half an hour.

The so-called grave pressing is not the suppression of suppression, but another meaning of "guarding", if there is really a large group of lonely souls and wild ghosts to disturb, the living can not see it, how to press? So there is also a "respect" meaning in it, the grave is guarded at the door of the house of the Yin House, three feet in front of the body to insert a stick of incense, the incense around the sprinkle of a small piece of cereals, this is called the earth Qi clean Yin House, in short, I am skilled in this kind of work, I don't care what it means, and I don't bother with that heart, because I don't believe in ghosts and ghosts, after all, I haven't seen it at all.

On the mountainside of Longgou in front, there are pieces of silver-white paper money reflected under the thin moonlight, the center of the paper money is a newly added grave, this land has been repaired very flat, there is a large stone tablet more than one person high in front of the grave, such a new tomb, such an atmospheric cemetery, I look at the place of the old lady Zhou, because the rear is closely connected to the ancestral home of the Zhou family.

"Quack...... Wail...... Quack ......"

A high and low crow cry came slowly on the mountain not far away, facing the cold mountain wind constantly swirling, I grinned in the direction of the call, that is, it can be a companion for me in such a night and in such a situation, sometimes I also wonder if I am so unlucky in my previous life is the reincarnation of a crow, a slight smile, I solemnly knelt in front of the stone tablet of the old lady Zhou and kowtowed, and then said: "Old lady, the seventh day of the first month has come to press your grave, you can rest in peace!" ”

After saying such a cliché, I got up and looked at the inscription carefully, a few big characters in the middle are very eye-catching "Zhou's xx x position", there are a few words I don't know, I secretly learned a few words outside the private school when I was a child, and now I can barely write my name well, there is a line of small words on the left I smacked my lips even more, scratched the back of my head, I stood up boredly, looked around, hey! Why didn't you see the horse master coming? That's kind of weird.

The time for the grave is just about to arrive, and now I'm afraid that it will be too late, didn't Uncle Tuesday invite him at all? Maybe you know I'm coming? Hey! Uncle Tuesday still knows who I am, I thought beautifully, and then followed the direction of the stele to find the location of the entrance of the Yin House, took out an incense stick from my bosom and put it on the ground, and then sprinkled a handful of grains around the incense, so I got a clean stone and sat down.

As soon as I sat down, I was going to take a nap, and if I did more of this kind of work, I would have an occupational disease, and I would be sleepy, but this time it was different, since it was for Mrs. Zhou's grave, I had to be at least a little more energetic in the first few hours, and I could sleep after twelve o'clock to make sure that there was no problem, but ...... The upper eyelids are not fighting for death, and my sleepiness is constantly impacting my brain, just as I am in a fugue, suddenly! There was a slight grinding sound behind him, to be precise, it should be a slight footstep!