By this time, it was getting late, and the sun was gradually disappearing into the mountains.

The old man lay under the car and tinkered for a long time, and finally spread his hands and said in a local dialect: "Yes, it can't be repaired!" ”

"Brother, this is only a dozen kilometers away from Anjiazhai, why don't you get tired and walk over?"

I was a little helpless, seeing the other party's sweaty appearance, I had to pull out my backpack and prepare to walk over.

It is only a dozen kilometers to the left and right, and it is only two hours to walk.

The old man kept apologizing, and I was embarrassed to say anything. After a few polite words, he walked forward with the package on his back.

When I left, I was still comforting myself, the other party seemed to be a little worse than me, I could get there anyway, but he still had to wait here all night, and he could not leave until tomorrow after the car was repaired.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the sound of the engine behind him, and when he looked back, the old man had jumped into the van, turned a corner, turned around and ran.

My brain was buzzing,! Got caught!

Where did this car break?

It was clear that the other party was unwilling to pull me, so he directly tricked me out of the car, and then turned around and returned!

I was so angry that I wanted to chase after me and ask for an explanation.

As a result, the other party ran much faster than when he came, and the tattered van was like a hanger on the bumpy mountain road, and it slipped away without a trace in the blink of an eye.

I chased for more than ten meters and then gave up.

My body has just recovered, how can I catch up?

I was angry, but I remembered what my boss had told me.

The rivers and lakes are sinister, and people's hearts are unpredictable. This sentence is really fucking the truth of the world.

Seeing that it was getting darker, I had to dig through my bag with a flashlight and prepare for the night trip.

I hope that guy didn't lie to me, there are really only a dozen kilometers left.

The higher you go, the denser the vegetation becomes, and the darker it gets.

This place is far away from the national highway, and naturally it is not a scenic spot. Along the way, there are dark birds on both sides, and unknown birds are cooing.

I felt a little hairy in my heart.

There are spirits in the deep mountains and old forests, and this place is inaccessible, and if there are any messy things, it will be difficult to deal with.

Also, I had been walking for more than two hours, and at least fifteen or sixteen kilometers on my foot.

But the surrounding area is still deep mountains and old forests, and there is not even a shadow of a ghost.

I'm afraid the driver didn't cheat me again, right?

I was secretly annoyed, but I had no choice but to continue walking.

After walking for a while, I suddenly saw a flash of red light halfway up the mountain in the distance.

Red light came from the dense forest, shimmering and fluttering.

As soon as I was refreshed, there was light and there were people.

Isn't it somewhere?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but speed up my pace.

Maybe I saw hope, and then my steps were much lighter.

After turning two corners along the potholed mountain road, the red light was close in front of me.

It was only then that I realized that it was not a light at all, but a fire.

Because I was closer, I could still see the figures looming around the firelight, and it seemed that there were seven or eight people, to say the least.

It's already past ten o'clock in the evening, and a group of people are lighting a fire in the middle of the mountain road, which is really a bit weird.

But I'm tired and hungry now, and I don't know how far away the village is, so I can only walk forward.

A few steps further on, I felt weird.

Around the fire, there were vaguely eight men, but these eight men seemed to be kneeling next to the fire, their foreheads touching the ground, and they didn't move.

The combustibles in the flames are also really weird, they are paper people and paper horses made of white paper, all of which are funeral things.

I looked around, and there was a large vermilion coffin next to it, and a farm tricycle with the engine turned off.

I stopped, and my heart was alarmed.

This is a burial!

I've seen people burn paper in the middle of the night, and it's not uncommon to kneel when burning paper.

But the corpses buried in the middle of the night are all problematic corpses in the Nanshan Funeral Home!

Either the corpse is cheated, and you need to find an excellent place for feng shui to slowly dissolve the corpse's anger, or you can seal it with something like a copper coffin and an iron coffin and bury it deeply.

Anyway, you can't use ordinary methods to bury it, otherwise once the corpse is cheated, it will crawl out and harm people.

This group of people burned paper on the road in the middle of the night, could it be that the corpse in the coffin also had a problem?

The fire gradually extinguished, and the surroundings were once again plunged into darkness.

After a while, an orange light came on again, and then someone said, "Lao Gen'er, everyone knows that you died unjustly, so much so that you refuse to close your eyes after death." ”

"But the rules in the mountains are like this, if you die, you can't blame anyone, you can only blame yourself for your bad life."

"The brothers have done everything they need to do, and they are worthy of you, if you really have any grievances, don't come to harm the people in the village."

Under the lights, the men picked up their pickaxes and began to dig holes in the middle of the road.

It's even more strange to me.

The people of Middle-earth regard the burial as very important, and they must take care of the time, place, rules, and everything.

Some people who are particular about the deceased choose the cemetery again and again, and they never dare to be careless.

But looking at the posture of this group of people, it seems that they are going to bury the coffin on the road?

This is the rhythm of thousands of people stepping on it and pressing it by 10,000 people?

You must know that the grave of the deceased is very taboo for someone to step on, and you put the person on the road to bury it, isn't this deliberately uncomfortable?

Although it was a mountain road, when digging down, there were also rocks and tree roots blocking it, and the speed at which several people dug up was very slow.

But there are many people on the other side, and everyone takes turns to fight, so it should be able to dig up in an hour.

I counted the time, and after digging this grave on the road, I estimated that it would be twelve o'clock.

It was the rhythm of the midnight burial.

Zhang Sanfen told me that if you are buried at midnight, the corpse will not be extinguished.

The other party chose this point in time to be buried, either ignorant or deliberate.

Judging from what the man said before, the other party probably deliberately chose to be at midnight.

They were digging graves there, and suddenly someone said: "Da Liu, burying Lao Gen'er here, can you really protect us from settling down in the village?" ”

"Why don't we wait, what if Old Man Xu comes back tomorrow?"

Da Liu scolded: "Half of the graves have been dug up!" What do you want? ”

"Besides, Lao Gen'er was a careful eye when he was alive, and he refused to close his eyes after he died, in case there was a commotion tonight, who would care?"

"Wait, wait, just know wait! Wait for Lao Gen'er to make a fuss, and one will catch you as a substitute for the dead ghost! ”

The man's face flushed from the scolding, and then he sighed deeply and said, "What is the matter! The stockade was originally good, but someone had to make a whole moth. ”

"Is it true that in order to make money, you can really close your eyes and not see life and death?"

He took the pickaxe and began to slam it down on the ground again.

He lifted one stone after another, and the dirt splattered and scattered everywhere.

But I heard someone exclaim: "Bug! Bugger! ”

The crowd exclaimed in unison, and then dispersed.

Under the dim light, I vaguely saw countless dense black shadows spreading around the ground, as if they had dug out a worm nest.

The man named Da Liu hurriedly turned on the flashlight, and the surroundings suddenly became brighter.

He said angrily: "What are you panicking about! They are all people who live in the mountains, and they are still afraid of insects? ”