The Yellow Grave Chapter 9 Cutting the Grave Bricks (II)

The fat man still picked up the gold particles on the ground one by one, and comforted himself that these were indeed a little less, and it was a bit impossible to support the world revolution, but it was more than enough to improve his life. I see that these gold particles are very similar to those in the forest that night, the shape is very irregular, as if they are all silk gold particles used to inlay decorative objects, could it be that Wong Tai Sin's box is actually full of gold ornaments, in the process of being stolen, the box friction collision fell these fragments?

I feel itchy when I think of what treasure is in the mysterious box, but that thing has been stolen for many years, I guess I don't expect to see it in my life, I was disappointed for a minute, at this time the fat man pulled everything that could be scratched, and it was pointless to stay, and besides, I was afraid that the swallows would be impatient waiting on it for a long time, so we planned to leave.

When I left, I saw that the manholes all over the ground were dead corpses, especially the four "old hangers", and they were all uncomfortable for them, so I studied with the fat man and simply didn't do two ends, and set fire to the sedan chair to burn, because there was never light in the lower room, and there were more than half of the jars of lamp oil stored in the manholes, and many wooden structures, it was not easy to set fire, so I scooped out the lamp oil and splashed it indiscriminately, and finally kicked the oil jar down, and threw the oil lamp to the ground, and immediately caught fire, and the flames burned so that the wooden sorghum and wooden whirlpool in the manhole in the ground sounded.

I and the fat man was worried about being choked to death by the smoke, the two of them ran out of the Wong Tai Sin Temple on the stone steps, the snow outside had stopped, we first found a tree hole to hide the bear skin bear meat, sealed it with stones, and then stepped on the wood across the Chahagan River back to the forest farm, only then did we find that we caught the "Huang Xiangu", even the gas with frightening has only half a breath left, the fat man looked at this which is it, the yellow skin is dead and then peeled is worthless, but there is no skill to peel the skin is even more worthless, so it poured some rice soup to hang his life, he took the bear paw and overnight"Huang Xiangu" went out of the mountain to the supply and marketing cooperatives to change things, and braved the wind and snow to walk the mountain road for a few catties of cheap fruit candy.

The swallow went back to Tunzi to find someone to get bear meat, leaving me alone to guard the forest farm, and after all the work was done, idle for two days, we totaled the yellow skin, this time it was time to set a fox, but before the action, the old branch secretary sent someone to change us back to Tunzi.

The branch secretary said: "I'm afraid that you will stay in the tunzi and be restless, so I sent you to the most quiet forest farm to be on duty, I can't imagine that you still don't listen to the arrangement, go to Tuanshanzi to hunt bears without authorization, and disobey the organizational arrangement, this is too bold, in case something happens, who will bear the responsibility?" Although you hunted a bear and can be regarded as a farmer, but the merit is not worth it, I think you will have to poke a big basket in the forest farm sooner or later, and I have to find some other work for you to punish you, huh...... What kind of work are you looking for? ”

In the end, the old branch secretary assigned the three of us to participate in the labor of "cutting grave bricks", because it is difficult to open up wasteland in the mountains, only dozens of acres of thin fields in the east and west, and this year a piece of land was leveled out from the ravine, and many tombs were dug out of that land, because our tunzi was gradually gathered by the hunters in the Qing Dynasty, so the previous cemetery near this ravine, which dynasty and which generation is now no one can say, this ownerless old cemetery is all brick and stone tombs, most of them have been dilapidated, basically all of them have been destroyed and stolen, Or it was blistered, the coffin and bone slag in the tomb are of little value, and after cleaning it out, there are many tomb bricks left, which is a good thing for the locals, because the radius of hundreds of miles is sparsely populated, there is no kiln for making bricks, the tomb bricks are large and strong, and can be directly used to build livestock sheds and simple buildings, but there are many remnants of mud on the tomb bricks; Or when it comes out, there is a lack of corners and less flutes; Or it is knocked out and the shape of the brick is not very regular, which needs to be cut and erased with a brick knife, and the untidy ones are cut off, not necessarily to ensure the integrity of the whole tomb brick, but it must be smooth and regular, so that it is convenient to build the wall.

"Cutting grave bricks" is generally done by the women in the tunzi, because the men feel that this work is unlucky, and the yin is too heavy, and now they have arranged this work to us, which is considered a light punishment, and the work is supervised by the wife and four aunts of the branch secretary.

Although the punishment was light, but I was most disgusted with this lack of creative work, we took the foul-smelling grave bricks and sharpened for a long time, the back was sore, the hands were sore, and the arms were numb, so I found an opportunity to invite the fourth aunt to eat a few pieces of fruit candy in exchange for "Huang Xiangu", and coaxed her to be happy, and took the opportunity to be lazy, and smoked a cigarette with the fat man to rest for a while.

I spit out a smoke ring, this day the grave bricks were sharpened, dizzy, although it was not yet time to eat, but the stomach had begun to beat the drum, I couldn't help but ask Yanzi: "What does Yanzi girl make for us to eat at night?" ”

Without waiting for the swallow to answer, the fat man rushed to say: "You guys have caught up, today I have a treat, dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat in the ground, there was a sick black donkey in the tunzi yesterday, I carry forward the spirit of fearlessness, not afraid of the reputation of unloading the mill and killing the donkey, and helped slaughter the donkey, so the branch secretary gave me the head and hooves of the water, and let the swallow give us the stew pot donkey hooves to eat, braised and braised into the water, donkey water to cook soup tomorrow morning to drink, as for how to eat the donkey's head I haven't thought about it, do you say that the sauce can be eaten?" ”

The swallow was so tired by us that he cut the grave bricks, and he was already holding back the fire in his belly and was sullen all the time, but at this time he heard the fat man say that he wanted to eat the donkey's hooves, and he suddenly covered his stomach and laughed, and the fourth aunt also laughed after listening: "This fat man, the black donkey's hooves can be eaten casually?" Even if you are thirsty to drink salt and brine, and hungry to eat five poisons, you can't eat the hooves of the black donkey, in the early years, the people who dug graves and dug the grave used donkey hooves, don't eat indiscriminately, that is what to feed the dead, the old hanger only eats the hooves of the black donkey, the judge in the underworld is thin, the bull head and horse face seduce the ghost, the general of the nine shadows descends the corpse and destroys the evil, the general of the nine shadows is the black donkey essence of the immortal, and the mud statues in the temple in the early years are all donkey heads and donkey hooves. ”

As soon as I heard the words of the fourth aunt, I immediately remembered that I had heard my grandfather tell the story of the tomb robber Captain Touching Gold using the hooves of the black donkey to suppress the zombies in the ancient tomb.

The fourth aunt said, "What is Captain Jin?" What the hell? I've never heard of it, I just remember that before the liberation, there was a lock of bandits in the mountains, and the people and horses in this lock were all wearing black clothes, black pants, black hats, red belts, red socks and black shoes, and the dress was called an evil call, this group of people specialized in digging graves in the deep mountains and old forests, and the noise was extremely fierce at that time, and after the liberation, the sects such as the well-dressed and the Taoist were suppressed, and in the early years, all the locks were reported to the number, and I still remember the name of the locks, as if it was called...... Mud will. ”