readx; Chapter 637: The Grave of the Corpse Collector

I carefully picked up the strange insect wrapped in a coat, and I could still feel the blood of the insect beating under the touch of my hand, I didn't dare to delay and hurriedly filled it into the stove pit, filled it with some dried artemisia seeds that ignited the fire, and burned for a while, and the sound of "zizi" came from the stove from time to time, I don't know if it was the insect that was not dead screaming, or the sound of cracking and steaming when the fat oil on its body burned; Grinding and moving towards you. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although I don't know why all this happened, I feel that this is definitely not the virtuous Du Juan in the mouth of the fourth uncle, and the fourth uncle may be more auspicious than lucky.

Xuanqing saw that the insects in the stove had been burned to ashes, and pulled me out of the door, ready to pick up the fourth uncle, I went out to see a house in the middle of the town on fire, the autumn wind was tight, and the fire took advantage of the wind to ignite the whole building.

I can't see it well, the two-story building is Zhao Debiao's house, the fourth uncle can't do anything, he was anxious, but he heard someone knocking on the door, Xuan Qing took me behind him, and carefully took a look at the crack in the door.

But he refused to open the door for a long time, and the person who knocked on the door also shouted in a muffled voice in a hurry: "Fuck the bastard, it's me, hurry up and open the door!" As soon as I heard the voice of the fourth uncle, I hurriedly urged Xuanqing to open the door, but at this time, Xuanqing made a silent gesture to me, and asked in a low voice through the door: "You said which of us has the spirit." The fourth uncle outside the door was obviously anxious, and shouted helplessly: "My long spirit, okay." Hurry up and open the door, and if you linger for a little longer, you have to be caught as an arsonist. Xuan Qing turned around and nodded at me: "That's right, it's your shameless fourth uncle." ”

When the fourth uncle entered the yard, I could guess the severity of the fight with the calves just now, none of the clothes on his body were intact, they were all broken into strips of rotten cloth, and his belly was scratched by something, but they were all skin injuries, and I was secretly glad that the fourth uncle came back safely.

Xuan Qing closed the door with his hand, grabbed the fourth uncle, and whispered: "You can't stay here for a long time, Du Juan, who came to you yesterday, is already a corpse that has been dead for a long time." It's just that someone has been given a "silver cricket" to control this dead corpse, if it weren't for the flaws in his words that I discovered, maybe it would be the two of us lying on the ground now. ”

I heard Xuanqing say this and understood, I vaguely remember that there was such a record in the "Peeping Heaven Sutra", but because the pages are incomplete, and I didn't write them all, I only know that this is a branch of Gu art in southern Xinjiang, which is called "Golden Cricket" in Miaojiang, but it can only let the corpse do some mechanical actions in a short period of time, and there are some illegal "Mr. Corpse Drivers" in Xiangxi who will secretly plant "Golden Crickets" on the corpses to be driven to control the corpses to walk.

However, there is very little record of this "silver cricket" on Du Juan's body, only that if the corpse is smeared with a layer of wax paper and planted in it, the corpse will be controlled according to the purpose of the person who sent the Gu.

But because there are very few people who can make this kind of Gu worm, even if they can breed it, the chance of success is very small. But I don't know who can raise such a big "silver cricket".

The fourth uncle heard Xuan Qing say that the person who came to find him yesterday was just a dead man's cavity controlled by Gu worms, his eyes widened, and when he entered the house, he didn't react much when he saw this scene, but I could see the loss and self-blame in his eyes.

Just said to us: "I sneaked into the house, there was a group of people hula la-la-lung at me, a look at the posture is already prepared, I saw that they were discovered, turned around and ran, who knew that the gang followed me up and down the building for a long time, I was so tired that I almost vomited blood, and I didn't see their breath in the slightest disorder, and their eyes were gray, I knew that I knew that they had fallen into evil magic, and my heart was horizontal, so I simply burned the whole building, and then jumped out of the window while the chaos was running." ”

After the fourth uncle finished speaking, he found a sack somewhere and put Du Juan's body in it, saying that he wanted to find a good place to bury it, but Xuanqing insisted on cremating Du Juan's body, otherwise there might be another incident.

The fourth uncle had no choice, and sighed, as if he was lamenting the injustice of God, and the sadness was overflowing. My father once said to me: "In this life, how many cigarettes and how many drinks you drink are all recorded in the little book of Lord Yama, it is fate." God is the fairest, before he dies, everything that should be reported must be returned, and no one owes anyone the reads; Bloody and obsessed. "I believe in fate, and I believe that good and evil will be rewarded in the end.

Before leaving, the fourth uncle worshiped his master again, carried the sack, and Xuanqing carried the color TV, and I was not idle, carrying my luggage, and the three of them drove towards the river. got on the boat, I couldn't help but wonder, who wanted to kill the fourth uncle, if it was Zhao Dahu, he shouldn't have that courage, let alone that great ability. Come to think of it, there is only that mysterious "Li Yiheng"!

But what was his purpose in killing the fourth uncle, was it just to prevent the fourth uncle from sealing his pulse? In order not to block the fourth uncle, I didn't ask too much.

The sunset in the west mountain, the remnant sun is like blood, the river is red, the ripples in the river keep beating the hull, it is very pleasant, from time to time there are fishermen on the boat to greet the fourth uncle, the fourth uncle also responded enthusiastically. It seems that when he got on the boat, he forgot all his troubles, and hummed a small tune in his mouth: "My sister is elusive, listen to me sing a song of eighteen ......"

In the evening, we arrived at the Wuli River, and walked for more than a month or the same, but tonight it was the lights of the house, and I thought about it, tomorrow will be the Double Ninth Festival, and we may be stacking ingots at home and printing coins.

When I got home, my parents' blame for me was diluted by the color TV I brought back, my mother usually loves to show it, and within an hour, all the people in Tunzi knew that I had a play called color TV, and the house was crowded with people watching the excitement, and the house couldn't be crowded, so they all stood on the stove and stood on the cabinet to watch. The villagers did not leave until midnight.

The second baby also has no more arrogant face in the past.

Early the next morning, I went to the fourth uncle's house to hand over the milky white "Nirvana Tuo", but the fourth uncle said that the jade would turn back to its original pale yellow in a few days after putting it in his hands.

Let me keep this carefully.

The fourth uncle and Xuan Qing are packing up, I know where to go, the fourth uncle said that today is September 9, and the yang energy is heavy, so I want to go to Lalagou with Xuan Qing to see if there is any change in the eye of the earth.

The fourth uncle didn't let me go with me, but Xuanqing said that it was still okay for children to see and see, and this time it was not to catch corpses and ghosts, and there was no danger. The fourth uncle had no choice but to bring me such a drag oil bottle again.

There are two ways to Lalagou, one is a mountain road, because both sides of the trail are covered with Lala-la-seedling, which is extremely difficult to walk, so most people will choose to take the waterway when entering and exiting.

The boat went down the river all the way, and when he walked to the Huamian Tomb, he saw the gongs and drums on the mountain, which was very lively, and Xuan Qing asked suspiciously: "Is it possible that there is still a master who dares to get married on the Double Ninth Festival." ”

The fourth uncle shook his head: "Every year on the ninth day of September, it is the day when the gods of the nearby villages and towns gather, compare their own immortals, and show their skills. is not much inferior to the "Huashan on the Sword" in the novel. ”

Xuanqing and I heard the fourth uncle say this, and we had to go up to have a look, and the fourth uncle hadn't been here for several years, and I wanted to go and see, so a few of us got off the boat and went straight to the ropeway on the hillside of the flower-faced tomb to climb.

This flower-faced tomb, named Tomb, is actually a stone mountain that rises steeply in the middle of the river, like an axe and a knife to cut the body, only a simple plank road, zigzag to the top of the mountain.

Listen to the old people in the village talk about the origin of this flower-faced tomb There is a strange legend, a few decades ago this is still a river beach, a perennial fishing errand on the river, single, because of the white spots on the face, everyone called him Hua Mianzhang, before he died, he asked the villagers to bury him in that river beach, the villagers were puzzled one by one, never heard of the death on the river beach.

But the dead are big, and the good people are gone, but a few days after being buried, a big flood washed away the grave, and when the water receded, a mushroom-shaped hill was pulled up on the ground, and the hill rose when it saw the water, and it has had today's scale after decades, and the old people in the tunzi said that this is a treasure land.

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