My original plan was as follows:

First drove the motorcycle to Yang Village, handed over the steamed buns and the small snake bracelet she used to hide to Wang Xinmei in person, and stored the motorcycle in Yang Village by the way. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But my dad said that this time I was going to do business on behalf of the ghost gate, so I would take the water route instead of the land route.

"I don't know how many people are staring at you on the road to the south, so this time we're going to do the opposite, and I'm going to take the waterway by surprise. ”

Well, did I think it was necessary? But I have the impression that my father was always right, and I had to listen to him.

As for the destination, Shima Village, I have researched it many times on the map of my mobile phone before.

From the map, the county seat of Shaliu Town is in the upper left.

A little to the lower right is the head of the snake in Shima Mountain, which is bypassed diagonally from north to east by the Dilong River from the northwest.

Between the Dilong River and Shima Mountain, is Shima Village.

Due to the geographical environment, there are only mountains and rivers from north to east, and there are no roads.

This is because in the past, the geographical environment, natural conditions, and economic development of Shima Village and Yangcun were backward, and it was not enough to attract the attention of the leaders, so there have been no inclined measures in development decision-making for many years.

Of course, if the project can really be established to engage in tourism development in the future, it will be completely different.

The current situation is that the straight-line distance from Shaliu Town to Shima Village is the shortest, but in fact, the road from Yang Village to Shima Village is a circle and a half along the south.

In addition, on the east side of the county, the Dilong River flows through a valley area, which is constantly twisting and undulating, and the river channel is not wide and the water potential is not large, even a small boat cannot float all the way down.

From this point of view, the seemingly omnipotent human beings can only choose to give in, and can only build roads from the flatter south.

But in my father's words, we are a ghost door, and if there is no unique skill at the bottom of the box, it is not called a ghost door.

I chose to take the waterway, and the plan that my father made for me was a combination of the expertise of the ghost gate and some special channels to implement it.

Doesn't my family make stone monuments? My father usually has the most contact with funeral professionals, so this time he naturally made his decision from this line.

Along the Dilong River, there is a kind of bamboo called dragon bamboo, which is as thick as an ordinary pillar when it grows up, and the locals will use it as the preferred material for building houses.

Moreover, dragon bamboo is sometimes used to make bamboo dragon coffins, temporarily restrain those who have died in other places, and then use the Dilong River to float their bodies home, which is the meaning of taking the dragon on the water, and begging for praise.

However, because the bamboo dragon coffin is not often used, the group and scope of knowledge are not wide, and only professionals like my father know and have contact with the coffin maker.

I roughly understood: my father meant to ask me to sneak to Shima Village secretly, and the most convenient means of transportation that people could not think of was the bamboo dragon coffin.

I just don't know exactly what he wants me to do.

In fact, my father was thoughtful and thoughtful.

After dinner, I packed up my things to take with me, and as usual, I got into a pickup truck that often carried stones for my family.

Even if someone sees me, they will think that I am shopping for stone and will not suspect anything else.

As I sat in the car and left, I still thought to myself: This is in the past, and my father is really good at underground work......

After dark, I came to a quarry more than ten kilometers outside the city with the steamed buns in the bracelet, and I also got out of the car to chat with the people watching the quarry for a while, and then took advantage of the cover of night to climb over the mountain behind the quarry, and then walked along the stream for another kilometer, and then came to the place where my father told me to find the person who lived, Qiujia Village.

Of course, the family that used the bamboo dragon coffin to transport the corpses of foreigners on the Dilong River was surnamed Qiu, and the head of the family, Uncle Qiu, had a good relationship with his father in the past.

After I arrived at his house, they were really enthusiastic, but after I took out the token and explained my intentions, Uncle Qiu heard that I was going to use the bamboo dragon coffin as a boat, and he couldn't help crying and laughing and saying that my father really dared to think about it, what a nonsense!

However, my uncle didn't ask much, just because he had been unwell recently, so he ordered his eldest son, who was in the prime of life and was also being trained as a successor, to take a trip and take me safely to my destination in a bamboo dragon coffin.

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Anyway, this is the first time in my life that I have seen a bamboo dragon coffin.

Although the bamboo dragon coffin is called a coffin, the shape is similar to that of a boat, and the part of the cabin located in the center is the coffin, and another point is that the bamboo dragon coffin can be reused many times.

Well, that means that the passengers it holds are usually corpses...... Well, now there are exceptions, there is one more me lying in it like a corpse, and of course, there is also a steamed bun in the form of a ghost body.

In fact, if it weren't for my father's arrangement, I really wouldn't be happy to take this weird and crazy "boat".

Think about where your headrests, your shoulders, your hips, ...... From head to toe, every part of the body touched was grazed by an unknown number of corpses before I lay in, and it was uncomfortable for me to touch it anyway.

It's not like I've never seen a corpse, but now it's the same feeling as lying in a pile of dead people, and my heart is chilling for a while, and I'm even worried that some unclean bug will get into my trouser leg and into my skin from the bulkhead......

Oops, I don't dare to think about it anymore, the more I think about it, the more terrible it becomes!

At this time, Uncle Qiu was burning the paper and chanting mantras outside, that is, the whole set of fixed procedures before pretending to collect the corpse and preparing to leave.

I secretly complained in my heart: Uncle, I am a big living person! Even if those procedural tasks cannot be avoided, can they be just routine and perfunctory, and can they be used in such a formal and one-dimensional way?

I admired his professionalism and work ethic, but I was really helpless by his occupational illness.

Fortunately, he still realized that I was alive, so he carried my bamboo dragon coffin in a special ox cart and walked to the river without fully covering the hatch.

In addition, there is a little boy who is a little bigger than a steamed bun sitting on the ox cart, and the appearance of a tiger is very cute.

Uncle Qiu said that this was his younger brother, named Qiu Yuting, who had just turned six years old.

The reason why he was brought out was to let him practice his courage, and secondly, when he would get down the river, he had to drive the ox cart back.

Oh, that's it!

I'll go, I'll go! Uncle Qiu can really give birth! It's so fierce to make such a little guy at such a young age!

I slandered my uncle in my heart, and I didn't even let go of the children who had just finished kindergarten, so I started vocational training.

But it's not easy to say anything, just smile politely at the child, how old am I, and the first time we meet in Pingshui, I can't call him "little uncle" as soon as I open my mouth, right?

All in all sweaty!

But maybe it's because I'm lying in a coffin and can't see clearly, or maybe the little guy mistakes me for a corpse?

Didn't Uncle just talk to me!

Anyway, Qiu Yuting was cold to me, didn't look at me much, and didn't talk to me.

The ox cart squeaked and swayed to the river beach, and I could see where the special feature of the ox cart was.

It turns out that this ox cart can slowly lift the trunk up like a truck, so that the bamboo dragon coffin can easily slide into the water!

"Whoa—poof!"

The water splashed everywhere, and the bamboo dragon coffin rose and fell after entering the water, and I felt like I was in a cradle covered with a thick quilt, if not in a bad mood, in fact, it was quite comfortable.

Then, Uncle Qiu and his brother briefly confessed, and he jumped on the boat and said to me, "Let's go!"

So I closed the lid and I was completely immersed in the endless darkness......