In front of us is a wasteland full of weeds, and the tombstones are all tombstones staggering in the middle of the weeds, and the tombstones are glowing with cold light under the bright moonlight.
A gloomy wind blew by, the weeds full of eyes made a "rusty" sound, and occasionally the desolate sound of the piano could be heard, which seemed to be sorrowing for the deceased here.
"That's it." Ding Qiu said simply.
I took a deep breath, discarded the fear in my heart, spit on my hand, rubbed my palms, and asked, "Where do I start."
The cemetery is very large, and there must be a lot of dead people. It is not difficult to dig a coffin, but I am afraid that there is still a statement in it, so I must first ask it clearly, so as not to outweigh any taboos.
"Don't worry, let me take a good look. You can't throw the shovel indiscriminately. If you dig a dead ghost that can't speak, it will be troublesome."
I nodded cautiously and said, "Okay, everything is up to you."
Zhang Ling swallowed and spat, and asked with some worry, "Chen An, is this way?"
I comforted her and said, "Don't worry, Elder Jin and Big Brother Ding will never tell us. We just need to be careful."
This sentence is a pun. The first words are for Ding Qiu's ears, and the latter words are to remind Zhang Ling to act on his own, and if he finds that Ding Qiu is playing tricks, he will immediately take him down.
Ding Qiu heard the overtones and said with a smile: "You kid still doesn't believe us. Don't worry. Since we have promised to send you out, we must speak up, and Lao Jin and I are not afraid of you mentioning us to outsiders. It’s been more than ten years in the ancient tomb, and there is no way to come in. It’s not that I’m bragging, no one but us can come in here, even if we come in, we can’t get out.”
I hurriedly said: "Brother Ding, you have misunderstood what I mean."
Ding Qiu laughed a few times and said, "No matter what you mean. Since you are all here, you can only listen to me. Keep up with me."
Zhang Ling and I followed Ding Qiu closely and walked deep and shallow to the cemetery. After about ten meters, we heard a "puff" and Ding Qiu was half-hearted, and people were trapped. in,
I hurriedly reached for him and asked, "Brother, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Ding Qiu waved his hand, supported his body with a shovel, crawled out of the pit by himself, and said: "There are all grave holes here. Be careful."
I watched around warily, although I watched
There is less than a single figure, but I always feel that there are figures everywhere, they are standing together and looking at us maliciously.
I asked Zhang Ling in a low voice, "Do you feel it?"
Zhang Ling said nervously, "Don't scare yourself, walk well."
After a while, Ding Qiu finally stopped in front of a tombstone. He stamped his feet on the ground first and said, "That's it."
I walked up to Ding Qiu and found that the graveyard in front of me was very particular. First of all, the tombstone was erected very straight. The whole grave was made of stones. Although a lot of weeds grew from the cracks in the stone, the shape of the whole grave remained It is very good, there is no defect at all, and it forms a sharp contrast with the few low soil packs next to it.
The tombstone is also engraved in Japanese, and the deceased is a woman from the name.
"Brother, this is the Japanese cemetery?"
"Yes, this is a mass grave where Japanese people are buried. The tomb in front of me is carefully repaired, and its status should not be low, so there must be a coffin wrapped around it. Because if it is an ordinary soldier, it is basically wrapped in straw bedding and digging randomly. The pit was buried. This is good. Many Chinese who died in the Fetus Canal were corpses in the wilderness. No matter the birds and beasts pecking at them, they could not die."
Zhang Ling asked: "Even if you have a coffin for so many years, it should be rotten."
"Don't worry about this. Japanese people usually choose sarcophagus when they bury their bones after the war. They usually choose the sarcophagus." After speaking, he took out the Ming coin that he carried with him, lit the Ming coin in front of the tombstone, and began to mutter. "I'm sorry, we are going to borrow your coffin for a use. Whether you like it or not, accept the money first. When they leave the fetal channel safely, you are going to ask them. The outside world is very exciting. , So you don’t want to find me anymore, I just help..."
Listening to Ding Qiu mumbling in front of the tombstone, I have an urge to slap him with a shovel. This is obviously abetting female ghosts to haunt us.
I endured my dissatisfaction and said, "Brother, just say a few words. Let's start digging."
Ding Qiu stood up, rubbed his hands, and said, "Dig!"
With Ding Qiu's consent, Zhang Ling and I immediately dropped the shovel. It is much easier to dig a grave than to find a grave. After removing the stones on the grave, the soil underneath is very soft and easy to dig. It took only twenty minutes for the three people to hear the sound of shovel shoveling on the stone. , The sound was harsh and unpleasant, but Zhang Ling and I were both excited.
Ding
Qiu dug and said, "I'm working hard! It will be done soon!"
It took another ten minutes, and a complete sarcophagus was revealed before our eyes.
Ding Qiu climbed out of the grave and lit three incense sticks in front of the tombstone. When he lit the incense, I suddenly found a woman sitting on the tombstone. The woman was wearing a white dress and long hair. She stared at Ding Qiu in a daze. .
"There is someone on the tombstone!" I stepped back a few steps in fright, and said with a gaping tongue.
Zhang Ling was so scared that he immediately hid behind me and grabbed my arm tightly.
Ding Qiu raised his head and looked at the tombstone. The woman happened to be facing him, but Ding Qiu didn't seem to see it. He did not see it, because Ding Qiu still said nonchalantly: "Where is there? Even if there is a ghost."
"It's a ghost, a female ghost. She was sitting on the tombstone, staring at..." I wanted to say that the female ghost was staring at him, but at this time the female ghost had changed her posture and got down from the tombstone and sat on the ground next to it.
Ding Qiu stood up from the ground and said: "We are moving ghosts in the yin house, and ghosts come out normally, but don’t worry, I have burned Ming coins before digging the grave, so I have given her some compensation. If she doesn’t, I'm happy, then you will find a way to compensate after you go out."
Zhang Ling stared at the stone tablet and asked nervously, "Where is the female ghost you are talking about?"
"You can't see it either?"
Zhang Ling nodded and said, "I can't see. Don't scare people, okay."
She said that she couldn't see it, so I immediately thought of the female ghost living in my heart, and it seemed that she had opened her eyes again.
In order to prevent Zhang Ling from worrying, I had to say: "Maybe I was too nervous, I just looked dazzled." Just after speaking, the white-clothed ghost sitting next to her stood up, and then disappeared with a whirr.
Ding Qiu took out a lot of Ming coins and lit them, and started to circle around the dug grave. The air was full of the smell of burning paper.
When the coins are burned, the next step is to open the coffin.
The moment when the sarcophagus was opened, there was a nasty rotten smell. In addition to a white bone, there were some rotten cloth strips in the sarcophagus. We pinched our noses to pick out the bones from the sarcophagus and put them into the cloth that Ding Qiu brought. in the pocket.
After all this, I asked what to do next.
"The next step is to invite your ghost friends out." Ding Qiu burned the yellow talisman and the paper triangle with the birth date of Zhang Ling and me on the ground, and said, "Okay, you can lie down in the coffin."
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