Chapter 467: Closed Door Village (4)
I'm sure and sure I've never seen these two statues, but I don't know why, but I feel something inexplicably familiar. It's as if you've suddenly encountered a familiar situation.
"What's wrong with you?" The fat man saw that my face was different, and asked.
I shook my head and said it was okay, I couldn't explain it, I didn't even know if it was a delusion.
"I'm afraid it's these two ghosts who worship in the closed door village, I don't know where they came from, it's weird." The fat man turned his head to look at the temple.
I nodded, looked closely, and found a strange place, but the color on the statue was very bright, as if it had just been painted, and it was a strong contrast with the dilapidated old temple.
Then I moved the flashlight down and shone it under the ghost, and my heart pumped.
There is an offering table under the ghost, and a clean white cloth is spread on it, and what is terrifying is that there are tributes on the offering table, and incense is also offered, and the incense is still burning, and it looks like it is half burned.
"Damn!" My scalp was numb, it was obvious that someone had left after worshipping the ghost, and it wouldn't be too long, at most a quarter of an hour. At that point in time, it was when the fat man and the colorful eagle and I entered the village.
"Someone has been here!"
The fat man's face also changed drastically, and he instinctively began to be on guard. In the daytime, only people worship ghosts, and nothing else, and ghosts and evil spirits only come out at night.
And many times, people are much more dangerous than ghosts.
At the same time, I suddenly felt like I was locked in by a blank stare, uncertain but clear.
I swallowed hard and was targeted!
The fat man also noticed something, his face became more and more unsightly, and he whispered: "Chunzi, let's leave quickly, this is the place of worship for the aborigines of Fengmen Village, although it is difficult for us to understand, it is a holy place for others, and we can't disturb it too much." ”
I nodded hurriedly, and withdrew with the fat man; This is very easy to understand, just like outsiders do not enter the ancestral temple, if the ghost worshippers see outsiders entering the ghost temple, they will definitely not like it.
But after leaving the ghost temple, I found that the sense of staring on my body had not disappeared, and it was still firmly locked. I could feel the coldness in my gaze and goosebumps all over my body.
"Goo-goo!"
Suddenly, as if sensing something, the Rainbow Eagle rose into the air and rushed towards a very dark place behind it, letting out a sharp eagle chirp, and hovering over that place.
My heart jumped, the colorful eagle must have discovered something, and the effect was immediate, and the sense of staring disappeared in an instant.
It almost made me sure that the person who had been eyeing us just now was in the area where the Colorful Eagle was circling.
"Would you like to go over and have a look?" I instinctively asked the fat man.
The fat man shook his head and said: "Don't, we can't do it, we are just here to find the grave, we will leave after looking for it, there is no need to conflict with others, Fengmen Village has long been uninhabited, maybe the descendants of a certain aboriginal have returned here to worship ghosts and ancestors." ”
I had this in mind, so I pinched my mouth and whistled at the Colorful Eagle; The colorful eagle roared and flew back.
Then we quickened our search, and from time to time the colorful eagle flew up to the sky and circled, monitoring the movement on the ground, and the sense of gaze never appeared again.
I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, maybe it was really a descendant of an aboriginal people, seeing that we were strangers, so he hid and looked at us twice.
Half an hour later, the small half of the closed door village was searched by us, the houses here are dense, you don't need to walk too far, you can find the yard and turn it in to check.
Along the way, we also found a lot of coffins, most of which were placed in the center of the room, and there were no nails on the lid of the coffin, obviously empty coffins.
The fat man said that the people of Fengmen Village pay attention to the return of leaves to their roots after death, so the descendants will prepare a mouthful of longevity materials after the elders pass the sixtieth year, but because the people of Fengmen Village do not leave the village after death, they are buried in the backyard of the house; Therefore, the coffin prepared was placed in the house, and when the elders died, the body was driven back here for burial.
"Where did the descendants of Fengmen Village go after they left here?" I asked the fat man curiously, judging from the number of coffins here, there are still many people who look forward to returning to their roots after death.
I even found a new grave in a courtyard, and judging from the unearthed soil, it was just buried, but strangely there was no trace of worship next to it, no paper money or wreaths or anything like that. It's a lonely tomb, and you can't even see any trace of burning incense.
"It's scattered all over the place." The fat man pondered for a moment and said: "Fengmen Village was completely uninhabited after the four olds, and it has only been more than thirty years since then. ”
"Why did they come back when they're gone?" His answer made me even more strange, an old home that has been abandoned for more than 30 years, and ordinary people are afraid that it has long been forgotten.
How many people go to the outside world from their hometown, after a long time, and if they settle a new home outside, their hometown will be slowly forgotten in their hearts, whether they want to or not. It might be better if there were elders and relatives left in the hometown, but if there was no one in the village, it would not be normal not to be forgotten.
It is completely possible to set up a tablet to worship ancestors or something, and there is no need to come back at all. As for the fallen leaves returning to their roots, in such a gloomy place, you have returned to your roots, so how can your descendants send you back? How do you sweep your grave and worship after you are buried in the ground?
The normal thinking is: since there is no one in the hometown, and the social relations of the children and grandchildren, friends are all in the field, and the hometown has become an uninhabitable and strange place, what do you do when you come back?
This is a test of human nature, more than 30 years, a full 30 years of generational difference!
Nowadays, the secular world is booming, and many villages have been emptied, and no one will ever come back, let alone nostalgia.
The village is obviously wrong.
Others don't say it, just say Hai Meirong, her eldest daughter Hong Chunmei was born in Hong Village, and at that time, Fengmen Village had been abandoned for more than 20 years, Hong Chunmei definitely didn't grow up here, and she didn't live here; Fengmen Village is a completely unrelated and strange place for her.
But after Hong Chunmei died, why did Hai Meirong and Hong Qingsheng send her back to Fengmen Village for burial?
Reasonable, this doesn't make sense!
Instinctively, I thought of a possibility, although the people of Fengmen Village left Fengmen Village and may not live together, they are related to each other. Not only is there a connection, but perhaps there is also a thought, or faith, that sustains them. Only faith can unite "strangers" who have been separated for more than twenty years.
Otherwise, the descendants of the Closed Gate Village would have dispersed long ago, and no one would want to return here at all.
After thinking about it, I asked the fat man again: "Do you think that the descendants of Fengmen Village will secretly become a force?" Although they have left Fengmen Village, they still regard this place as a very important ancestral land? ”
"Hiss......" The fat man groaned, nodded, and said, "Your idea may really be possible, but the Qimen Realm does not have the power of Closed Gate Village, maybe it is just a loose blood alliance, and the cohesion should not be too strong." ”
I know that this is the only explanation that makes sense. As for their beliefs, I instinctively thought of their tradition of worshipping ghosts, which may have something to do with it.
After that, we searched for about an hour, by which time the sun was already turning westward, and the shadow of the house was gradually elongating.
I couldn't help but get anxious, and my luck was too bad, and I found seventy or eighty percent of the house courtyards, but I still haven't found them.
Fortunately, after about a quarter of an hour, when the fat man turned into a courtyard, his surprised voice was immediately heard inside: "Haruko, I finally found it!" ”
I was overjoyed and immediately jumped in.
I saw a stone tomb standing in the corner of the courtyard, some of the stones had collapsed, rolling to the ground, and in front of the tomb stood a somewhat vague tombstone eroded by wind and rain, which read: The tomb of the beloved daughter Hong Chunmei.
I opened the photos on my phone and checked them, and found that the shooting angle was in this courtyard, but it was a little strange that the stones on the grave were piled up and some of them were different from those in the photos.
It looks like someone has turned it over.
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