Three coffins in a row, lying quietly on the ground.

Not far from the coffin, Li San and the servants looked solemn, holding pickaxes and waving shovels, digging silently, and gradually dug out three big pits.

The hour has passed noon, in ancient times, the burial must be in the afternoon, an old official of the county government looked up at the sky, and then took a booklet and hooked it with a pen, and came to Zhang Jingxu and said: "Zhang Zhutou, the hour is almost over, the weather is a little gloomy today, I am afraid that there will be rain soon, so, you see ......"

Zhang Jingxu nodded, turned around and walked back, not far away, Niuniu's family was wearing linen and filial piety.

The woman's eyes were red when she cried, and the boatman was also full of tears, but the little girl was extremely quiet, kneeling beside her mother and not crying or making trouble.

Zhang Jingxu stepped forward, slowly squatted down, he stretched out his hand and patted the boatman, and said in a low voice: "It's about to be buried, I came to ask you, if you think my decision is wrong, then you don't have to care about my identity as a headcatcher......"

Saying that, he sighed and continued: "You can completely refute it, and I will solemnly adopt your opinion. ”

This boatman is Niuniu's father, and he shook his head when he heard this.

Although he was deeply saddened, he looked sincere and said, "Brother Zhang, I agree with your decision. My father often said that if a person dies and returns to the earth, as long as he can have a coffin and bury it in the soil to raise a mound, then he can't enter the ancestral grave, in fact, there is nothing to do. ”

After a pause, he said bitterly: "Especially in the case of my family, buying land and adding graves is a large expense. You can pay for the old man to buy land, which greatly alleviates the plight of my family, this grace, I know ...... in my heart"

Niuniu's father stopped talking, his face was full of gratitude, and said, "Besides, as the head of the county government, you are willing to give my father a funeral." even called a scribe to check the booklet to prove that my father died normally. Brother Zhang, you are really ...... to our family."

Zhang Jingxu coughed lightly, interrupting Niuniu's father's words, his eyes showed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Don't say these words, just keep it in your heart and know it yourself." ”

After a pause, he slowly got up and said, "Since you agree to this matter and don't have the slightest resistance in your heart, then bury it like this, and this will be Uncle Liu's grave in the future." ”

After a pause, he said in a low tone: "This was originally the cemetery of our Zhangjia Village, and your Liu family will also have a cemetery here in the future. ”

Niuniu's father nodded solemnly and said, "As long as the eldest brother is willing, I will call you every year." ”

Zhang Jingxu nodded, took out a piece of white cloth from his arms, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Liu and I have a master-apprentice relationship. But I'm an outsider after all, and I'm not qualified to wear linen according to the rules, so let's just bring a piece of filial piety. ”

Niuniu's father was obviously stunned, and then his face was full of gratitude, and he said a little helplessly: "This, how can this be?" You are an official, and you are the head of the county government. ”

Zhang Jingxu waved his hand and said, "There are some things that are inconvenient to talk to you, so this matter is settled." ”

Niuniu's father hesitated for a moment, but finally did not open his mouth to refute.

Zhang Jingxu slowly turned around and walked back to the three coffins.

At this time, an old woman came over and wanted to salute him, Zhang Jingxu hurriedly helped him, and at the same time stopped the old woman's salute, and said sincerely: "Aunt Sun, we don't need to be like this." ”

The old woman wiped her eyes and tears, and said, "Auntie wants to thank you for handling the aftermath of my family's affairs." ”

Zhang Jingxu's face became more sincere, and he said softly: "Uncle Sun is the head of the county government, and I am the head of the county government, and they are colleagues of each other, so it stands to reason that they should help." ”

He didn't mention the secret of Sun Dashan's saving his life, only showing that he was helping out of his identity as a colleague, and the old woman was obviously extremely grateful, trembling and wanting to salute all the time.

Zhang Jingxu sighed, so that he could continue to persuade him.

Fortunately, at this time, Li San and the others crawled out of the pit, threw down their pickaxes and shovels, and came over, and asked, "Uncle Zhang, dig it." According to our custom here, it should be ...... after noon."

Zhang Jingxu nodded and said in a low voice: "Then, bury it." ”

Li San agreed, turned around and beckoned the officials, and everyone first worked together to lift the first coffin with a rope, and then slowly moved and slowly landed in the pit.

In this first coffin, Uncle Liu is lying inside.

When the coffin fell to the bottom of the pit, a man in the county government who acted as a white man and said loudly: "The coffin falls, the deceased is safe, the dust returns to dust, and the soil returns to the earth." ”

Niuniu's family cried loudly.

The servants rested for a while, took the rope and carried the second coffin, still moving slowly, and slowly descended into the pit.

This second mouth is Sun Dashan's coffin.

The old woman howled and said, "O mountain, you walk slowly. When I raise my grandson, I will hang myself to accompany you......"

The love of ordinary people may be so plain, in ancient times, most of the husband and wife were only fourteen or fifteen years old, whether they were poor or not, they were silently accompanied for a lifetime.

Maybe there will be noisy quarrels, fights over trivial things, but fights between husband and wife, fights at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed and.

Now that one person is gone, the other seems lonely, so the old woman's sentence of hanging herself to accompany you can almost be said to be the voice of the ancient old man.

Zhang Jingxu sighed and motioned to the old officials of the county government to help, so that he persuaded the old woman to go aside.

At this time, it was the turn of the third coffin.

The officials did not dare to act on their own, and they all looked at Zhang Jingxu.

Li San tentatively opened his mouth and said in a stingy voice: "Uncle Zhang, the hour is not early." We know you're sad, but the little scholar is gone after all. He didn't have the love of his father and mother since he was a child, but after he died, he had you, an elder, and for him, this life is enough. ”

He hesitated for a moment, observed Zhang Jingxu's expression, and then whispered again: "Uncle, it's time to cover the coffin." ”

It turned out that the third coffin had not been covered.

Zhang Jingxu nodded and walked to the coffin.

He slowly reached in and gently stroked the bones in the coffin, just like the one next to the well that night, and he gently stroked the top of the little scholar's head.

After a long time, he sighed slightly, took out a tofu statue, and carefully placed it next to the skull......

Once good and evil, spirits and demons died together, Zhang Jingxu completed Yun Niang's entrustment, so that these two juniors could be buried together.

Li San and others crowded over and struggled to close the coffin.

Still lifted with a rope, the coffin was dropped into the pit.

Three coffins, three pits.

The man who was the white man shouted again, and said loudly: "The hour has come, farewell to the dead, please elders, fill in the soil." ”

Zhang Jingxu bent down, carefully picked up a handful of soil, gently flipped his palm, and the soil fell into the pit.

Suddenly, he said in a low voice, as if Mr. Teach was teaching students, and said: "Good things are evil, dust returns, Sun Yunwu disciples, and go to rest in peace." ”

"There is a word for the teacher, and the sacrifice is a parting word."

"You are born good, and you are insulted, and you have been fierce and want to repay others. Realize the past without admonishment, know that the future can be traced, but the way is not far away, and I feel that today is and yesterday is not. ”

Sacrificial words.

Farewell.

When the dirt in his hands was scattered in the pit, the officials picked up shovels and began to fill in the earth.

……

Due to the abundance of manpower, even if the three coffins were buried together, there was no delay, and it didn't take long for the three mounds to be raised.

The new grave was erected, and the relatives wept.

The county clerk came to Zhang Jingxu's side and cautiously reminded: "Zhang Zhutou, don't blame the old man for talking too much." You have done the funeral for these three deceased people, and no one will say anything, but you have erected a monument for them, and I am afraid that this matter will be talked about behind people's backs......"

After a slight pause, he said in a low voice: "After all, according to the rules, ordinary people are not qualified to erect monuments. Even if you secretly erect a monument, you can't carve a monument with great fanfare. This thing, ahem, this thing. ”

Zhang Jingxu glanced at him and said lightly: "Zhang is the head of the county government, and his rank is from the eighth grade, and I am a cultivator, and the official department specially issues documents and enjoys the treatment of seven grades, which is the same as the Yicheng County Order and the Shen's Mansion." At my level, am I not qualified to erect a monument and seal inscription for my relatives? ”

The old official was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "But they are not your ......"

Zhang Jingxu waved his hand to interrupt and said solemnly: "From today on, they are my relatives." ”

The old official hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "If it is such a statement, it will be said in the past." ”

Zhang Jingxu arched his hand and said in a deep voice: "So I hope that my brother will help me a lot, if someone asks about you, I will answer like this." ”

The old official hurriedly agreed, and said with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, Zhang Zhutou, the old official knows what to say." ”

Zhang Jingxu nodded and gestured slightly: "If you have free time in the future, you might as well come to my public room and sit down." ”

The old official was overjoyed.

……

Today's funeral can be regarded as the end.

The officials beckoned the people of the Liu family and the Sun family to leave this cemetery in Zhangjia Village.

However, Zhang Jingxu did not leave.

He stood silently in the cemetery, as if he was reluctant to give up on the three deceased, and until today, the funeral procession is far gone, and he still stands still in the graveyard.

Yun Jingshu didn't leave, and took the little bell to stand quietly on the edge of the cemetery.

And beside Little Bell, there was a little girl, that was Uncle Liu's granddaughter Niuniu, who was left by Little Bell with an excuse.

After a long time!

The funeral procession was no longer visible.

Yun Jingshu held the little bell in one hand and the little girl in the other, walked to Zhang Jingxu's side, and said in a low voice: "I have gone far away, don't worry about being detected." ”

Zhang Jingxu nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for the sentry." ”

Yun Jingshu also nodded, and whispered again: "You can start, I and Bell are not outsiders." ”

Zhang Jingxu let out a 'hmm' and slowly reached into his arms.

The fairy stone on that side was held by him.

At this moment, a drizzle began to fall, wrapped in a breeze, like a thin veil.

The fairy stone began to glow.

In the light, Zhang Jingxu's face was solemn, his eyes flashed softly, and there seemed to be sharpness hidden in the softness.

"The heavens are indifferent, the world is humble, I don't know how many thousands of years have been going back from eternity, or how many thousands of years have gone back, and it is difficult for the ordinary people of our human race to be reincarnated after death."

"Driven, persecuted, the soul is involuntarily unwilling, turning into a ghost and being wronged."

"This is unfair."

"Today, I am Zhang Jingxu, although I am humble and shallow, I have a great wish to save the ghosts of the world."

"I make a great wish, and people should have a place to die."

"I have made a great wish that good and evil should be rewarded and punished."

"I make a great wish, that the soul of sorrow should be sheltered, and that the ghost of injustice be redeemed."

In the middle of the voice, Zhang Jingxu suddenly threw out the immortal stone.

The next moment, he broke off with a shout:

"Today, based on the fairy stone, open up a pure land here, and strive to rise from then on, sweeping away the night fog ......"

Airplanes!

The immortal stone soared into the air, quickly becoming larger, and in an instant it was like a small mountain, with bright light shining on it.

Suddenly, all the light was hidden, and the immortal stones in the sky disappeared, but under the earth, an illusory space appeared.

In that space, the immortal stone really turned into a mountain, faintly, as if it was growing slowly.

Although it grows slowly, it is tenacious, as if it opened the world, and it actually opened a small yin soil under the earth of the yang world.

There is an auspicious and immeasurable light, shining in the sky over the yin earth.

The figures flashed in the yin soil, the souls of Uncle Liu and Sun Dashan appeared, and the two old men looked up, as if they were looking at Zhang Jingxu, they smiled and floated, their faces full of relief.

It's a pity that there is no Sun Yun in the yin soil.

That pure and kind little scholar, he has dissipated the world after all.

……

A small side of yin soil, so far, it is done.

However, Zhang Jingxu sighed and whispered to Yun Jingshu: "I'm too weak now, and that's all I can do." This place has just been opened, and there is no reincarnation ability, so it can only temporarily shelter the yin soul in it with the auspicious light of the immortal stone. ”

Yun Jing smiled and said softly: "Being weak now does not mean that you will be weak in the future." Do you lack merit? Speak to me. The little sister is not talented, she is willing to be the daughter of the housekeeper, and if there is anything to earn merit, she will definitely seek ...... for my man."

The little bell next to him sounded at the same time, and he opened his mouth directly, very crisp and sweet, and shouted out a word: "Dad!" ”

Zhang Jingxu was dumbfounded.

it!

I was not mistaken.

This mother and daughter are really looking for a home.

So blatant, treat me like a pick-up man.

……

...... [Author]: Because I updated too fast, the new book issue has seriously exceeded the word limit, and the editor asked me to get stuck, otherwise the free period will be four or five hundred thousand words.

I can only get one more tonight, but I didn't control the number of words, this chapter, the top two chapters.

By the way, tonight's chapter belongs to the folklore description, paving the way for the next new story, demons and ghosts.