I took three sticks of incense out of my bag, lit them, and stuck them in the dirt in front of the bones. It was because of my foot that I slid the dirt that her body was exposed from the mud. I couldn't move her body out of the well, because it didn't really make sense. But I can lead her, and even though the sin is heinous, maybe I can make her walk more freely after twenty-eight years.

However, these three incense sticks, which are the three ordinary peace incense, are just my worship to this stranger who has never known a woman, a stranger.

After I lit the incense, I squatted on one side and waited silently for the incense to finish. Then I took out the bowl and pressed it repeatedly in the sediment at the bottom of the well, and soon the well water came out of the indentation. I put the bowl in front of the white bones, took out seven grains of rice, and began to throw them in the bowl of water and ask for rice.

I haven't seen the female ghost since the coffin disappeared, so I can't tell how it's going. But I believe that the female ghost must know about me going down to the bottom of the well to find out the truth. Far from stopping me from attacking me, she allowed me to descend to the bottom of the well, and I even suspected that my foot was due to her deliberate actions. So when I found the bones, her mood should be full of emotion. But life is life, death is death, mortal practice, red dust refining the heart, although people and ghosts are the same six sentient beings, but in the end each has its own way, and it cannot be transgressed.

Through the grains of rice floating on the water, I gently convey my message. After death, revenge accumulates killing karma, so that he cannot get rid of himself, and he has been suppressed by the soul lock for decades, and his resentment is difficult to reconcile, although the great revenge is avenged, but also endlessly increasing his own sinful karma. Fate is neither fair nor fair, and fate does not seem to give us many choices, and what we have no choice is life and death. Maybe it's really like Buddhism says, one step forward is heaven, one step back is hell, and what is hesitating is precisely life.

I told her that I hoped that she would be relieved and return to my command. There is no reason for her to stay in the world now, so instead of constantly being confused by hatred, it is better to take a step forward and give yourself a chance to choose again.

Perhaps my message played a role, but it's all too rare for seven grains of rice to sink at all. So I took out the little wooden figure and put it on the edge of the water bowl and asked, If you are willing to put it down and go with me, please sink three grains. After the words fell, three meters sank in an instant. I asked again, go now, never look back, sink one more, float two more, if you will.

It's a process of letting her choose with me, and if the choice of the first question is impulsive, then the second time she can go back. If she gives me an affirmative answer twice in a row, it means that she has made up her mind and will not change it.

Sure enough, after the rice grains sank again, two grains slowly floated up. So I began to burn the talisman and chant the spell, summoning the spirit, and attaching the ghost of the female ghost in red to the little wooden man, and then I dipped my finger in some burnt talisman ashes and drew a seal on the wooden man.

When I stood up, I realized that I had been squatting for too long, my feet were numb, and my brain was dizzy from a brief lack of oxygen. I used the cloth on my canvas bag to wipe down the scissors I found in the mud and sand, and put them in my bag. Although this scissor is a murder weapon, it is not useless. It's like a Japanese devil's murderous katana, and people and ghosts will be afraid. This pair of scissors has been purified and blessed and may be able to be used as a weapon for me in the future.

I asked the young man to pull me up, and after getting used to the cold of the well, I suddenly came to the warm ground, and the sudden change in temperature made me unable to adapt for a while, and I sneezed, and my body was wet and dirty, so I asked the young man to find me a dress of his for me to wear temporarily. So we went back to the young man's dormitory and began to change into dry clothes. While I was changing, the young man was standing on the sidelines, talking. I knew he had something to say, so I asked him if you wanted to say anything, and you didn't have to hide it.

The young man opened his mouth and asked you, just now you squatted at the bottom of the well for so long, burning talismans and reciting spells, are you overdoing this female ghost? I said yes, isn't that the main reason you asked me for help? The young man said again, "Now that this female ghost has been overtaken by you, what should I do with the more than ten or twenty ghosts left?" One of them has delayed you so much, and the rest will be delayed for ten days and half a month?

I smiled and said don't worry, those people were killed by ghosts when they were born as humans, so they will always be suppressed and enslaved by ghosts after death, even if these people are not bad people, if I want to save them, I must first clean up the ghosts that killed them. And when the biggest ghost is taken away by me, the rest will naturally leave quickly and obediently, and there will be no survivors. The young man still looked a little uneasy, so he asked me, "How do you know?" I looked him in the eye and answered him seriously, because he was handsome.

After changing my clothes, I rinsed my hair with a scoop of water next to the bucket to remove all the sand from my hair. Looking at the sky, it is gradually approaching evening, and it is estimated that it will not be long before the group of educated youths will come back from work one after another. However, the site has not been cleaned up, and the well is full of mud and gravel, and there is a skeleton dressed in red at the bottom of the well. So I simply didn't leave, since I couldn't handle this woman's bones, let me deal with it by someone else's hands.

So the young man and I worked together to re-cover the manhole cover, and when more people had returned, I took the young man's iron cup for dinner, and while shouting in the courtyard, I struck the iron cup with a spoon. The sound of this percussion was very harsh and very loud, and soon, almost everyone in this dormitory was attracted to me.

Seeing that there were more and more people around, I threw the iron cup and spoon to the ground at once, and said loudly, comrades-in-arms! Did Chairman Mao say that he wanted to unite with all the proletarian people and overthrow all the existing feudal bureaucrats?

This trick really worked, this group of young people, where is the opponent of my god stick. As soon as I finished speaking, a loud chorus of voices rang out from the crowd and replied: Yes! I asked aloud again, if a man of the feudal landlord class persecuted a proletarian, should he be ruthlessly defeated! The crowd once again rang out with a "Yes!" "The voice is much louder than before.

I pointed to the nine words written on the wall: "Fight the local tyrants, fight the inferior gentry, and divide the land" and said, this place was the big mansion of the landlord's family before liberation, and these words are our determination to fight the feudal landlord class to the end! It is the glorious victory of our proletariat! The crowd burst into cheers and applause.

I suddenly lowered my voice and said, but comrades-in-arms, do you know? It was in this house, right at our feet, that there was a brutal persecution of the proletariat by the feudal class! So far, the grievances have not been resolved! After speaking, I pointed to so many mud, sand and stones on the ground and said, these things were dug up by me from this sealed well, and under this well, there is a bloody case of murder that does not pay for life!

Everyone was in an uproar, so I pointed to the two male intellectuals and said, you two will lift the manhole cover with me. After opening it, everyone gathered around and looked down the well, and they all saw the white bones. The timid female intellectuals screamed one after another, and the male intellectuals also talked about it, and I saw that everyone's emotions had been ignited by me, so I said loudly, this skeleton is the one who was killed by the feudal class! Decades have not yet reappeared in the light of day, and you say, we are the successors of the proletariat, should we seek justice for the proletarian people?

Should! Should! Should!

The voices came and went, and I knew that my incitement had worked completely, so I went on to say, then we will save her body from the abyss! Give her the generous burial she deserves! United, we swear not to share the sky with the feudal class! Fight to the end! With that, I rolled up my sleeves and raised my fist high.

Fight to the end! Fight to the end! Fight to the end!

At my instigation, the crowd responded to my slogan by raising their fists one after another, and several young men scrambled to gather at the well and began to discuss how to go down the well to "rescue" the bones. But I secretly left the dormitory of the educated youth amid the sound of "fight to the end" one after another, and rushed back to Aunt Xu's house before it was dark.

A few days later, the young man visited again, and in addition to making a special trip to thank me, he also brought me a change of clothes. When I asked him what everyone had done since I left that day, the young man gave me a thumbs up and said, "Big brother, you're really awesome." As soon as you said this that day, you brought the bones out that night, and everyone also nailed a wooden box, put the bones in it, and took them to the back mountain for burial. Dozens of educated youths in our production team were all absent from work for a long time, and collectively sang to her on the mountain to mourn for her.

I thought it was a little funny, but I held on. So I asked him, what I said that day, did I say anything wrong? After all, I am strictly one of the "feudal class" that I declare to be resolutely defeated. The young man said, "What you said is so good, if I hadn't known what happened, I would have almost been instigated by you." I didn't say anything about it after that, not only did you overkill the ghost, but you also let everyone bury her, you really did a good thing.

I smiled and was silent, I don't know if it's a good thing, I just know that I did what I wanted to do.

As the hot weather passed, it began to cool down again. I'm living like the same as I always have. During this time, I received a letter from Master and learned that Master had temporarily returned to his home and was still living there. But he told me that the martial law situation in the city has become serious recently, and no one knows why, so I told me not to go to the city and stay in the country honestly.

I am an obedient person, especially Master's words. But one day in the autumn, I went out for a walk and returned to Aunt Xu's house, and as soon as I entered the yard, I saw Uncle Zhou sitting on the threshold without saying a word, with an anxious expression. Aunt Xu sat beside Meng Dongxue and reached out to support Meng Dongxue's shoulder, and Meng Dongxue's back looked like her shoulders were twitching, as if she was crying.

I froze, is this what happened? Why is everyone like this?