Chapter 212: The Daoist Who Digs the Grave
The house is full of candles and red, and the figures are shaking.
It was originally a festive picture, but with the coffin in the middle, all the festivity became weird, and even the guests at the scene also felt hairy in their hearts.
"Worship Heaven and Earth......
Someone shouted in a trembling voice.
There are three people in the hall, one of whom is holding a spirit card, which represents the groom. One person supported the bride in the wedding dress, but the bride's limbs were stiff, and it was a little more weird.
Song You, Sanhua Niangniang, and the gray-clothed swordsman all stood beside them, each staring at the scene in front of them, one with a calm expression, one with curious eyes, and one with indifferent eyes.
The little lady of the Cao family also stood behind them, her face full of fear.
"Two Worship High Hall ......"
"Husband and wife worship ......"
The little lady of the Cao family standing beside the gray-clothed swordsman stared at the scene in front of her in a daze, clenched her teeth, trembling all over, hating and afraid, tears crossed her face, and she couldn't stand steadily, and fell to the ground softly.
The gray-clothed swordsman hurriedly helped her up.
I stood up, but I still couldn't stand up.
"Don't be afraid."
Until the voice of the Taoist came from the side.
This voice seemed to have a kind of ability to calm people's hearts, but as soon as she heard it, her heart was really quiet, and her fear went away by three points, no more, no less, just enough to keep her posture and not make her lose the emotions she should have in the here and now.
"I will be able to keep my feet safe with my companions, and these people in the hall will still have punishment and retribution." Song You whispered to her, lest others hear it, "However, the matter has come to this point, the top priority is to think about it, where to go in the future, and if you have any compensation you want, you can put it forward later." ”
The woman was speechless and did not answer.
Song You also continued to look ahead.
I never thought that this was just the edge of Angzhou and Hezhou, and this place was already so chaotic. I didn't expect that when I went to the north, I didn't see a demon yet, but I saw someone who looked like a demon first.
The sound of blowing in front is still there.
It's just that after worshipping the church, instead of sending it into the cave room, the bride was pushed into the coffin.
The bride is a dummy, so there is no struggle.
Otherwise, it is hard to imagine how cruel the picture is at this moment.
"Sneer......"
The lid of the coffin is slowly closed.
The little lady of the Cao family trembled again and her legs were weak, but fortunately, there was a swordsman to support her - if it weren't for the two people around her who came here today, it was she who was sealed in the coffin at this time.
There was another blow and blow.
It's just that the trumpet of joy was blown just now, and at this time it has become mourning, and the connection between the two is almost seamless, but the transformation is abrupt, making people feel uncomfortable.
Immediately, several middle-aged women knelt in front of the coffin, wailing and crying, as if they were going to be buried.
The old man of the Ding family came to Song You again.
"Sir, it's time to be buried."
“……”
Song You nodded and did not speak.
"Funeral!"
Someone shouted.
It was still the group of people who carried the sedan chair, I don't know if it was the foot lifter who specialized in carrying the coffin, and they got up the coffin with a shout, but just now they carried the sedan chair into the door, but at this moment they carried the coffin out of the door.
And all the people, before and after, went out with them.
Song You glanced at the little lady beside him, knowing that she would not dare to stay alone in the house, so he turned his head and said: "If you can still walk around your feet, then go with us and see the demeanor of the master who named you to accompany the funeral. ”
“……”
This little lady was only a teenager, and she was really scared to the extreme, but she turned her head to look at him and stumbled away.
Seeing this, Song You also followed.
All the way, there were gongs and drums, firecrackers rang out in unison, making the sky shake, paper money was flying, the smell of smoke was permeated, accompanied by the shouting sound of the unique local characteristics of the Foot Lifting Gang, passing through half of the village.
"Jasmine is the fragrance......"
"Hey......"
In the middle, I don't know how many people were woken up, and the villagers more or less knew about it, and they all got up at this moment, opened the windows and looked out.
Song You noticed these gazes.
Some are very numb, some are pure curiosity, some are indignant, and some seem to find it novel and exciting.
It wasn't until someone saw the Taoist, the swordsman and the little lady of the Cao family who should have been in the coffin that they showed surprise, and after the funeral procession walked away, they couldn't help whispering.
The sound of discussion also reached the ears of Taoists.
"Didn't you say that you want to bury the little lady of the Cao family together? Why is the little lady of the Cao family still there? ”
"I'll just say that the Ding family can't do this kind of thing!"
"Most likely, I'm afraid of the government."
"The Ding family is still afraid of the government?"
“……”
The Taoist expression did not move, and he walked forward calmly.
The night wind blows, the candlelight flickers, and it is impossible to tell whether it is smoke or fog.
Gradually, we reached the halfway point of a hill.
Song You doesn't understand feng shui and can't see any subtleties here, but in his opinion, there may not be any mysteries in feng shui.
The tomb has been repaired, the time of burial has been calculated, and everything is set by the master. For a big family like the Ding family, the process and rituals are indispensable.
Song You only stood and watched silently.
There was a howl ahead, the burning paper money was blown by the wind, and sparks floated everywhere.
The smell of incense candles is very strong.
"Crackling ......"
The sound of firecrackers echoes through the mountains.
According to local customs, after the burial, relatives should put poplar branches on the top of their heads and go home quickly, so they can't turn back, so a group of people go back with lanterns.
The mountain lights are connected in a line.
"Mr. ......"
The old man walked in front of Song You again.
Facing the rich man who was going to send people to the coffin to be buried alive, Song You still smiled and said to him: "Uncle, the dummy made of grass and trees in Xia should not be too far away from Xia, if it is too far away from Xia, I am afraid that it will immediately turn back into grass and trees." And I guess that if Ling Sun and the little lady of the Cao family are buried here to change the feng shui, I am afraid that it will have to wait a little longer. I would like to ask you to go back first, and wait here for a while longer, so as to ensure that the house can rest easy. ”
"Oh, thank you, sir." The old man hurriedly saluted, "It's just that how dare you let Mr. wait here alone, the old man asked a few young men to accompany Mr. here." ”
"It's useless to have a lot of people, so please go back."
“……”
When the old man heard this, although he had doubts, he didn't dare to refute such a metaphysical matter, not to mention the changes in his family some time ago, the several people who died in a row, and the ghosts wandering in the middle of the night, and the thunderbolt of the night like a fairy wrath tonight, all scared him a lot, and he didn't dare to question it for a while, so he had to agree.
"I wonder when the gentleman will be back?"
"Maybe before dawn, maybe after dawn."
"Waiting for Mr. Decay."
"Please go back......"
"This little lady of the Cao family ......"
"The little lady was so frightened that she didn't dare to trust you anymore, so she stayed with us, and then we brought her back with us."
"Thank you, sir......"
The old man nodded, and with the support of his juniors, he left without looking back.
There were only young Taoists left, the three-flowered cat with an ignorant but curious look at his feet, the gray-clothed swordsman with a cold face, and the woman who could only stand firm by holding on to a branch.
"Taoist ......"
"Huh?"
"What are they doing here?" The cat's voice was soft and thin, and her eyes were clear.
"Nothing ......"
The little lady of the Cao family stared down at her.
I saw that the young Taoist had sat down on the spot, touching the head of the three-flower cat, and looked up at her: "Don't be afraid, the Taoist of Yin and Yang Mountain in Lingquan County, Yizhou, Xia Nai, has traveled here, and the meeting between the foot and the Ding family is fate, waiting here at this time, I just want to see the people behind the scenes, as for the two people around me, one is Sanhua Niangniang, who was once the cat god worshiped by many people on Jinyang Road in Yizhou, and the other is a famous hero on the rivers and lakes, Shu Yifan, will never harm the foot. ”
"Multi-...... Thank you sir ......"
"And the three flower girls."
"Multi-...... Thank you Sanhua Niangniang, and thank you Daxia......"
"......" Song You smiled, "Have you thought clearly, where to go in the future?" ”
"I don't know ......"
"Although he is young, he is quite bold and can think slowly." Song You said, glancing into the distance, "But please be quiet after that, don't startle the visitors." ”
“……”
There was no one here for a moment.
Only the candles in front of the grave in front of him were still burning, the fire was swaying, and the paper money was not burned, and occasionally it was lifted by the wind, and a few sparks appeared, and the smell of incense and wine wafted in the wind.
From time to time, there is the cry of a night owl.
At this time, it was already the fourth watch.
About the fifth watch, there was a sudden movement in the distance.
The three-flowered cat was the first to notice, and turned its head to look at that side, and then it was the gray-clothed swordsman, and the Taoist seemed to be unaware and sat cross-legged.
The little lady of the Cao family was cold and afraid, shrinking and shivering.
"Puff ......"
There was a sound in the air, and a large crow flew and landed on the grave.
Under the starlight, there were a few figures.
The leader can be seen wearing a robe, with long hair fluttering, and a shovel on his shoulder, walking slowly and leisurely, and the two behind him are stiff and strong, following closely behind.
When he came to the grave, he began to dig it.
Under a row of cypress trees in the distance, the swordsman stood with a sword, and the killing intent on his body was not exposed at all, the three-flowered cat stretched its neck, and there was only novelty in its eyes, while the Taoist sat still and watched quietly. And the people in front of the grave in the distance only cared about digging the earth with shovels one by one, and they were unaware of the people here.
The newly buried grave is so well dug up.
The tomb built in a hurry is not complicated.
Dig up the earth, remove the stone slabs, and the coffin will be underneath.
The two figures behind this man stood still most of the time, and only after this man gave the order did they come over to do some chores that required strength, and when they were done, they stood motionless again, not looking like living people.
After a while, I saw this man calling the two people behind him and asking them to pry open the coffin board.
"Hey......
The man bent over as if to move the corpse.
"Stay here."
Song You finally got up and walked slowly.
The swordsman immediately followed.
The three-flowered cat turned its head and stared at them stunned, and when she saw them take a few steps, she hurriedly followed.
It wasn't until the person in front of the grave moved out the body of the deceased grandson of the Ding family, and then moved out the second one, muttered a few words to the corpse, and didn't know what to do when he cast a spell, that he realized that something was wrong, and whispered, "Huh?" "Yes.
Almost at the same time, the crows around him also crowed.
"Ah~ah~"
The man straightened up and turned his head to look behind him.
"Who?"
I saw the wind blowing and fog walking, two large, one small and three figures walking towards him in the dark night, and the one walking in front was a young Taoist.
"How?"
The young Taoist walked over and asked, "Have you found out that it's also fake?" Or are you wondering, where have all the souls gone? ”
“!”
The man was instantly alert.
Song You gradually approached, and by the starlight, he could barely see that this person seemed to be wearing a Taoist robe, but it was dirty and tattered, with a beard, and he looked not young. Behind him, there was a tall young man, carrying a heavy long knife, and a middle-aged strong man who was also not short, I don't know whether he was strong or fat, but in short, with a big waist and a round waist, holding a golden gourd hammer in his hand.
I saw the Taoist who was digging the grave squinted his eyes and looked at Song You: "Where is the master of Daoyou?" What does this mean? ”
(End of chapter)