My master is a master who is hidden in the people, in addition to doing paper work and helping people to watch the house and see feng shui, he also has another identity, that is, the funeral master. Following Master's experience, I know the funeral customs of my hometown very well, and I have never seen a funeral phenomenon of sprinkling paper money and burning some straw paper every once in a while. The madman said that he had picked it up in a grass nest on the side of the road, and I felt that the hand might have something to do with the paper money and paper ashes on the side of the road.

I took some more food out of our bag and gave it to the madman, and when the madman had gone happily, I put the man's hand in a plastic bag and buried it next to a tree by the side of the road, and made a mark.

"I think there's something weird about this, do you want to follow this path?" I asked Miss Bai and Yang Shujun.

"I'm okay with that." Yang Shujun spread his hands.

"Do whatever you say." Miss Bai said.

"That's fine." I nodded, "You two are waiting here, I'll drive the car over." ”

After finding the way, I drove the car over and the two of us got into the car. The road was narrow enough to fit only one SUV, but fortunately there were no cars coming from the opposite side along the way, and no one was touched. I put the car down very slowly, and as I walked, I looked at the side of the road, and every once in a while I could see paper money and paper ashes. I walked for more than a mile, descended a slope, and came to a small village near the river.

There is a dirt pit next to the road at the entrance of the village, and there are a lot of burned paper objects in it. On the other side of the road was the threshing field, and we parked the car on the threshing field and walked towards the village.

The village is small, with old bungalows lining the roads and moss at the base of the walls. There was a small shop in the village, and it was dark and filled with the smell of soy sauce and vinegar. The boss was an old man with reading glasses, so I bought a pack of cigarettes, gave one to the old man, and struck up a conversation with him.

"Uncle, has anyone in your village passed away?" I changed the subject and asked.

"Nope." The old man was stunned.

I pointed outside, and said that when we came over, we saw a lot of paper money and paper ashes on the side of the road, and there was a pit at the entrance of the village where paper was burned.

The old man suddenly let out a long 'oh' sound, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, it was not someone who died, but someone who married.

"Marry?" Miss Bai and Yang Shujun asked in surprise at the same time.

The old man told us that Xiaohu, the son of the head of their village, was terminally ill, and he was about to die, and the village chief asked someone to give Xiaohu a family affair, saying that the daughter of a family hundreds of miles away had passed away and married Xiaohu, and that he would take the body before dawn today, and marry Xiaohu tonight. The old man said that it is said that the village chief has found a good relationship, and after visiting the church, he will take the female corpse to be cremated early tomorrow morning, and when Xiaohu dies, the ashes of the two will be buried together.

I frowned when I heard it, and said in my heart what age is this, how can there still be a yin and yang marriage? Could it be that the hand that the madman picked up by the side of the road belonged to the woman's corpse? … The old man said that the yin and yang marriage should be married at night, and it cannot be married at home, the village chief has already found someone to set up a wedding shed outside the village, and there will definitely be many people running to see the excitement tonight.

After coming out of the commissary, we came to the outside of the village, and sure enough, we saw a straw hut in a field by the river, and many villagers were pointing at the outside of the shed.

"What the fuck." Yang Shujun shook his head, "If I were that little tiger, I would worship with a dead man, and I would be scared to death if I didn't die, what kind of feudal bad habit is this?" ”

"I have a feeling that the female corpse may have come from the wrong way." I said.

"Would you like to come and have a look at it in the evening?" Miss Bai asked.

"Those who know me."

Yang Shujun and Miss Bai actually want to see it, after all, it is very unusual to get married in a yin and yang. That afternoon, the three of them slept in the car. When I woke up, it was drizzling outside.

After eating, it got dark, and we came to the wedding shed early, only to see the three inner and outer three layers surrounded by the crowd. We squeezed into the crowd, and saw that the tent was surrounded by cloth on three sides, and there was a table in it, on which stood two candles, one red and one white, and the candle flame reflected the layers of cakes and fruit offerings on the table, and two strong men smoking cigarettes and sitting behind the table.

After waiting for more than two hours, there was no movement, many people became impatient, and some women or children could not bear the sleepiness and went home one after another. Until eleven o'clock, there was still no movement, most of the people had already left, and the people who stayed were no longer interested in chatting, and kept yawning.

"Sleepy?" I asked Miss Bai.

She smiled and shook her head.

"The little couple is hungry, right?" Yang Shujun said, "Uncle, I'll go back and get you food." ”

Yang Shujun got up to leave, and the people on the periphery suddenly rioted.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

I stood on tiptoe and looked over, only to see a few people with flashlights, and the pillars of light dangling towards this side. At first, it was a middle-aged man wearing a tunic with a gloomy face, and a villager greeted him and called him the village chief. Behind was the village chief's wife, who was carried by two women, looking very haggard and staggering when she walked. In the back, a strong man carried an unconscious teenager on his back, and the boy looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old at most, and he should be Xiaohu, the son of the village chief.

A few people entered the shed, and the two strong men hurriedly gave up their seats. After another half hour, a donkey cart slowly approached from a distance, and the crowd fell silent at once, for everyone knew that it must have been the woman's corpse pulled on it. The light rain flew obliquely, and a gentleman of yin and yang commanded the driver to drive the donkey cart to 'squeak and crunch' through the dark wilderness, and soon came to him. Miss Bai was a little nervous and shook my hand.

"Come, two of you." The yin-yang man hiccuped, "Carry the bride down." ”

The two strong men stepped forward, sprayed two mouthfuls of saliva into the palms of their hands, and jumped into the car. Everyone was nervous and watched intently, and the atmosphere was very depressing. As the two strong men lifted the quilt in the car, I smelled a strong fragrance, probably to hide the smell of corpses.

Immediately afterwards they lifted a straight man from the carriage, who was dressed in a bright red robe, with a red cloth wrapped around his head with a red rope, and his face could not be seen, and the sleeves of the robe were wide and long, and his hands could not be seen.

The 'bride' was carried into the shed, and two people stood upright, one on the left and one on the right. With the auspicious time of Mr. Yin Yang's voice, Xiaohu was held and knelt on the ground by two women.

The onlookers stared at this absurd scene, Mr. Yin Yang shouted and worshipped heaven and earth, and the two women supported the little tiger and worshipped, and the bride's legs would not bend at all, so she could only lie down straight. After worshipping heaven and earth, they worship the high hall, and then the husband and wife worship each other. When the husband and wife worshipped each other, something went wrong, and Xiaohu, who had been unconscious, suddenly woke up, and saw the bride who bowed straight to him, and was so frightened that he screamed "Mom". The two strong men who helped the bride, and the two women who helped Xiaohu, were actually in a state of high tension, and they were so frightened that they jumped to the side with a shout, and Xiaohu fell forward, and the bride 'pounced' on Xiaohu.

The onlookers were like a flock of chickens, and the 'boom' scattered in all directions. The little tiger was scared and smashed, rolled his eyes up, and twitched all over. Several people patted their chests and rubbed their backs, and it took a while for the little tiger to recover and fall into a coma again.

"Okay, okay, don't even look at it." The village chief waved his hand to the crowd and asked Mr. Yin and Yang, "What, is this considered a courtesy?" ”

Mr. Yin Yang nodded.

"Okay." The village chief said to the two strong men, "You two carry the bride..."

Before he finished speaking, the village chief froze, because the bride was gone!

The previous bride was lying straight on the little tiger, the village chief scolded the two strong men, and asked them to carry the bride aside, when the crowd was in a commotion, after calming down, everyone's attention was on the little tiger, even I didn't notice when the bride disappeared.

The atmosphere at that time was weird to the peak, and the people in the wedding shed, including the village chief, were all covered with cold sweat, where did the bride go? …

Suddenly, someone shouted, "She's here!" ”

Somehow, the bride ran to the back of the crowd! Everyone shouted and dispersed, and in an instant, only me, Miss Bai, and Yang Shujun were left outside the shed. Even Mr. Yin and Yang ran away, and so did the donkey cart. The reason why the people in the shed did not run was not because they were bold, but instinctively all hid in the corners of the shed and did not dare to come out.

Looking at the dead ghost bride standing about five or six meters away from us, the back of my head felt cold, and I said, is this a corpse?

The bride stood upright, the sleeves of her robe swaying gently in the wind. I made up my mind and whispered to Yang Shujun and Miss Bai, don't move, I'll go over and take a look.

"Be careful." Miss Bai said nervously.

"Xiao Leng, be careful, it may be a corpse." Yang Shujun said.

"Don't worry."

I pulled out a piece of talisman paper that I had with me, and I mustered up the courage to walk towards the bride. I stopped when I was still more than a meter away, and the bride was still motionless. Because of the proximity, I could smell the stench of corpses coming from her, mixed with the strong smell of inferior perfume, which made my stomach cramp and make me want to gause.

Holding back the nausea, I took a step forward with my right leg holding my breath, and the hand holding the talisman tentatively stretched out carefully towards the bride, until my hand touched the bride's body, and she still didn't move. Suddenly, a strong thought came over me, and that was that I wanted to see what this bride looked like.

My eyes widened and I could tell that the rope that bound the red cloth around the bride's head was tied with a slipknot, and I pulled it away with my hand, and the rope slipped on the bride's shoulder. I took a deep breath, grabbed the cloth, and pulled it down with a gentle tug...

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