Have you ever let off firecrackers? I think you're going to tell me you let it go. Unless you were born after the country prohibits the use of fireworks. I still remember when I was in elementary school, whether it was the Chinese New Year or not, I could buy several kinds of firecrackers that children often played with at the vendors around the school anytime and anywhere. One of them, which we call "throwing cannons", is a small box filled with a lot of wood chips, and then scattered with a lot of tadpole-like things made of white paper, and when thrown into the ground, it can explode. It was also my favorite thing for a while, because at that time I was obsessed with a cartoon called the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and one of the ninja moves in it was to throw a puff of smoke on the ground.

There is also another type, which we call "wiping cannons", which looks like matches, and even has a wiper for rubbing on the side of the box. If you light it with a match and throw it away, it will explode after the fuse is burned, and it is very loud and powerful. It was one of the most powerful and cool weapons I used to scare female classmates at that time. In addition, there is another one that I often play, called Liuyang artillery, although I don't know what the word Liuyang should be added in front of the road. It is the kind of small firecracker that is only a little thicker than a toothpick, used to scare the chickens, ducks, geese, cats and dogs in the yard, it is definitely a sharp weapon, the power is very small, and it can't hurt people.

When I grew up, due to the ban on setting off fireworks, there were fewer opportunities to play these, at most, when I was sweeping the tomb or the Spring Festival, I symbolically bought a few hangings, which meant that when I was in a good mood, I bought some little bees, or fairy sticks, and felt the feelings of the girl.

Therefore, firecrackers have a deep feeling for Chinese. There are also many exquisiteness, and the Chinese have always told the world about the four major inventions, one of which is gunpowder, and gunpowder is an indispensable material for making firecrackers. Sadly, when our invention came into the hands of foreigners, people made guns and conquered the world, but we have always used them to make artillery fireworks.

The state of etiquette, I also understand the truth, who likes war? In ancient times, the Chinese set off firecrackers during the Spring Festival because they felt that there was a monster called "Nian" who would loot the village during the Spring Festival, so they used the sound of firecrackers to scare it away, calling it "New Year", and every time they went to the grave to pay tribute, what was it for?

So today's story is related to firecrackers.

If it is more impulsive, Hu Zongren is naturally much more impulsive than me, and it belongs to the type of brainless impulsive, I am sometimes impulsive, but I will never be reckless. But if I'm lazy, Hu Zongren is definitely not my opponent. I'm the typical kind of person who can sit and not stand, so when I was lazily watching TV on the sofa one leisurely afternoon, when I was at the excitement, suddenly the phone rang, it was undoubtedly an unhappy thing for me.

The most important thing is that even if I don't have to pick up the phone to watch, I know that it was Hu Zongren calling. Because my advanced mobile phone can set exclusive ringtones for people in the phone book, for example, Sister Cai's ringtone is "Tigress", and Hu Zongren's ringtone is a personalized ringtone that I specially spent a lot of money up to 6 yuan to download on it, whenever he calls, my phone will always come from a voice similar to Sun Wukong shouting: "Grandpa! Your grandson has called you! Answer the phone, grandpa! I'm your grandson, grandpa! ”

Good value for money, which made me particularly happy.

Hu Zongren said on the phone, we may have to go on a long trip this time, at least a day or two, do you want to talk to your daughter-in-law first? I asked him impatiently, where are you going? He said to go to Sichuan.

Strictly speaking, Sichuan is not within the scope of my activities, but occasionally stepping on the line, it will not be noticed by other masters. So over the years, I have done business in many places, but it is still mainly concentrated in Chongqing. The distance between Chongqing and Chengdu is actually not far, and logically speaking, if the Sichuan case is transferred to Hu Zongren, it will definitely be a problem for us from Xuanyuan. Because they could have sent someone from their own Xuanyuan Society to do this, and deliberately passed it on to Hu Zongren, the truth of this can be understood when you think about it. When I asked Hu Zongren what was going on this time, he said don't worry about asking, let's meet in two hours, and talk on the way. With that, he hung up the phone.

After reporting the situation to Sister Cai, I reluctantly turned off the TV. Because the spy war drama of one of my favorite mainland actresses was being broadcast on TV at that time, and then I began to prepare some necessary things, and after offering incense to Master Zu for blessings, I drove to Hu Zongren's place.

Hu Zongren told me that our destination this time was a small town called Pengnan Town, located between Hechuan District in Chongqing and Suining City in Sichuan. Pengnan Town is also called Pengnan Field, it was renamed in the third year of the Republic of China, although the place is not big, it is a place where people have lived since the pre-Qin period, the folk customs are simple, and the climate is comfortable. Hu Zongren told me that the client on the other end of the phone sounded like a middle-aged woman, and this time he came to us mainly because of his newly married daughter.

I asked Hu Zongren what happened to her daughter, and Hu Zongren said that she was feverish, sweating, talking nonsense, and in a coma. The family thought that she was evil, but I heard the Lord say that it was not so simple, and it had something to do with some of their local customs that were more different. I asked Hu Zongren to tell me in detail, and he said that because of the surprise in his accent, he didn't understand it very well, roughly because his daughter got married, and then two days before he was about to go to his husband's house, something strange happened, which seemed to be related to the fact that there were no firecrackers in the grave. I asked Hu Zongren very strangely, why is this marriage related to the grave, one is a happy event and the other is a funeral. Hu Zongren said, I told you that maybe their local countryside has such customs, and if you go to see it and ask it, you will know the way, let's add it together, basically these problems are not a problem.

Hu Zongren said it very lightly, which is also his consistent personality. But what he said reminded me of a kind of ghost that I was very afraid of, called "mourners."

Mourning ghosts, to be precise, are not a kind of ghosts, but two kinds of mourning ghosts and happy ghosts, they often appear at the scene of wedding banquets or funerals, and most of them occur in rural areas. The difference between the two of them is probably about the same as the difference between a road thief and a circuit breaker, the only difference is that the mourning ghost and the happy ghost are not good things. The main way they appear is to appear in mourning clothes at the wedding banquet, or wear wedding robes at the funeral, both of these ghosts will be formed in a specific environment, but no one knows the specific formation process, maybe there are predecessors in the early years who knew the Tao but did not pass on this statement. This kind of ghost has existed since ancient times, and if it is divided according to the type, it can be regarded as the elder of the hundred ghosts. And the happy ghost also has a commonality, that is, their formation process will not exceed two hundred years, that is to say, if someone unfortunately meets any of the happy and mourning ghosts, then this ghost must have died within two hundred years before his death, because of the strong randomness, it is not aimed at a person who has a relationship with himself, which makes the master who encounters this kind of ghost feel a headache, basically no way to check, often to the most rude way to break up the matter.

So I said to Hu Zongren, we shouldn't have met a mourning ghost this time, no wonder the case in Sichuan Xuanyuan will be transferred to us. Hu Zongren smiled and said, hey, I'm also afraid of this.

When we arrived at Pengnan Town from Chongqing via Hechuan, it was almost dinner time. Running to the countryside to deal with mourners at night, I don't think Hu Zongren and I still have that ability. So we called the victim and said that we would come over early tomorrow morning, and that we would just arrive in Pengnan Town, and that we should find a place to live first, so that she would not worry. Then we finally found a business hotel that looked clean and comfortable in the small town, and the price was still expensive. I can't help it, I can't sleep in the car. After parking the car and opening the house that night, Hu Zongren and I went out to look for food, we were both similar, and every time we went to a new place, we always had to look for something delicious here. And those small shops with gorgeous doors are generally not patronized by us, perhaps because people are cheaper, Hu Zongren and I both prefer the kind of shops that are small and look dirty and messy, but the customers are crowded, such shops may not be very hygienic, but they are definitely delicious.

So that night, we found a roadside stall specializing in oil-fried snails, ordered a plate of snails drizzled with chili oil and pickled peppers on the side, one person held a toothpick, jumped off the lid of the snail, sucked the juice into his mouth, and then used a toothpick to pick out the meat, ate a beautiful meal, and then returned to the hotel to rest.

I woke up early the next morning, not long after dawn. Because I sleep on one side close to the window, I have a habit of waking up more easily when there is enough light outside. But it was found that Hu Zongren was asleep and snoring. I saw that it was not too early, and I had to rush to the victim's house, so I calmly got out of bed, walked to the bathroom, found the toothpaste in the toiletries, squeezed a little on my hand, and then walked to Hu Zongren's bedside, gently lifted his quilt, and then smeared the toothpaste on the soles of his feet.

After about a few minutes, I heard Hu Zongren moaning outside, banging on the door of the toilet and saying, how long do you have left, come out quickly. I said you don't get up early or late when I get up when I, you mean it. Hu Zongren said Then you should hurry, I am in a hurry.

Although Hu Zongren couldn't see it, I still made a V gesture and applied toothpaste to the soles of my feet to urge urine.