Yizhi Carpenter didn't express any opinions on Dayan being the descendant of the Taoist priest of Liujia, but just nodded faintly, and then continued to tell his own story.
He said: "At that time, as soon as my father put on the cover, the finger-cutting craftsman told my father that in the late Qing Dynasty, one of our ancestors was an official. In order to please his boss, he used extremely cruel methods to kill ten children. Now that the ten children became Yinlings and came back to avenge. If they wanted to give birth to a healthy son, they had to drive away all the ten Yinlings.
My father was shocked and asked how he could drive away the ten children. The finger-severing craftsman told my father that in this case, the only way to do this is to set up a stove on the top of the mountain to dig out the corpses of my nine brothers, and use the black willow wood cut down in September to penetrate the corpses of the nine brothers and connect them together , Bake on the stove for three days and three nights, and finally wrap the ashes left after burning with red silk and satin into a triangle, and place them under the stone slabs of the hut.
When he said this, the sever finger craftsman's tone was calm and calm, as if he was saying something insignificant, but my father was sweating profusely and he almost didn't collapse on the ground.
At first, my father felt that the finger-cutting craftsman's idea was too cruel, and he didn't dare to do it. But at that time, the thought of inheriting the family from generation to generation was deeply ingrained. As one sentence said, filial piety has three consequences. In order to continue the incense, my father gritted his teeth and agreed.
However, my father has a doubt. At that time, my mother gave birth to nine children, but there were ten children who were killed by my ancestors, and nine corpses were burned, which is considered to be driven away. What should I do if there is one left? .
The finger-severing craftsman told my father that there is no need to worry about this matter, he naturally has a way to solve it, and then told my father that this matter is too cruel and hurts the truth. I am afraid that our family will have retribution after the child is born.
My father was in his heart to pass on the clan and didn't care about so much. He said that as long as he could pass on the clan, it didn't matter what kind of retribution.
The finger-severing craftsman stared deeply at my dad for a few moments. Without saying a word, he took off the paper hat on his head and led my dad to the main house.
As soon as I arrived at the main house, the finger-severing craftsman said he was going to wash it. After about half an hour, the finger-slicing craftsman put on a brand-new black shroud, walked to my father's side, and said to my father, just follow him. The way to do it, come
On July 7th of the year, my mother will give birth to a little boy. The little boy must recognize him as a master. For 18 years in Qingming and Zhongyuan every year, he will burn yellow paper in front of his grave. Take the fat boy down.
When my father heard this, this request was not excessive, but my father was a little puzzled at the time, how did the finger-severing craftsman change into a shroud, and said that burning yellow paper is so unlucky.
But at that time, my father was anxious to go home to do the business of the finger-severing craftsman, and did not go into it. However, the next sentence of Sever Fingersmith made my father completely dumbfounded.
Severe Fingersmith, there is a box under his bed with some money in it. After he dies, let my dad buy him a good coffin. The remaining money is even a red envelope he gave to his apprentice.
After saying this, the finger-severing craftsman told my dad again to ask my dad to go to the side room to look for him in half an hour.
My father did not dare to talk nonsense after hearing what he said. After all, the life experience of the finger-cutting craftsman has heard people say that he was displaced in the first half of his life, returned to the village in the second half of his life and passed the age of marrying, and he did not have a son and a half. .
After waiting in the main room for half an hour, I only heard a bang from the side room. My father didn’t know what happened. He hurriedly walked towards the side room. Before entering the door, he saw a person hanging from the beam of the room. The person who hanged himself was not someone else, but a finger-severing craftsman.
The strangest thing is that there are two pieces of yellow paper hanging on the body of the finger-severing craftsman, on which the eight characters of the birthdays of father and mother are written upright on the yellow paper.
My dad was so scared that he didn't even dare to let out the atmosphere, he only felt a cold breath from the soles of his feet, through his internal organs and directly towards his forehead. Until my father died, my father didn't want to understand why the Finger Sniper would hang himself, or even why the Finger Sniper used his own life to help our family.
In the next few days, my father took out the money that the finger-severing maker had placed under the bed, bought a good coffin for the finger-severing maker, and invited the Taoist priests to perform a memorial service, and finally invited the Eight Immortals to remove the fingers. The craftsman sent it up the mountain lively.
After finishing the funeral of the finger-slicing craftsman, the remaining money of the finger-slicing craftsman was not much. My father did not dare to disturb the money, so he wrapped it in red paper and hid it. Next, my father started to prepare to burn the nine sons again, because he was worried that my mother would disagree,
My father didn't dare to say anything, so he sneaked up on my second uncle, touched the mountain in our village at night, and hurriedly dug up the bodies of my nine brothers.
At that time, the bodies of my nine brothers were buried in the ground for a long time. The longest one was nine years old, and the shortest one was three months old.
But when I dug it out, my nine brothers' faces were as pale as paper, and their muddy eyes were wide and round. There were no signs of decay on their bodies, and they even had vague symptoms of blessing.
This scared my dad and my second uncle to kneel and kowtow, but my dad was okay. After all, these nine children are all their own sons. But my second uncle was different. He was timid by nature. When he saw the nine corpses, he bowed to the corpses and muttered, Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless.
To say that the second uncle is still kind at heart, looking at the corpse, his heart straightened, and he trembled and asked my father if he really wanted to burn the corpses of nine children.
At that time, my father was blindfolded by the thought of passing on from generation to generation, so he said to my second uncle: Second brother, the finger-severing craftsman said that our ancestors made sins. Now, everyone else’s family is full of descendants, but I don’t. There was a little incense, and your situation was not much better. You gave birth to four daughters, but you didn't have a son. Maybe the corpses of the nine children were burned, and the younger brother and sister could also give birth to a son.
As soon as my second uncle heard it, he still couldn’t pay attention, so he went home and discussed with my second aunt for a while. I didn’t know what the couple had discussed. I knew that within half an hour, my second uncle came back and helped my father. Arranged the corpses of nine elder brothers in a row, and burned a lot of yellow paper, candles, and ingots beside the corpses.
After burning the corpses of nine children, my father first found a hemp rope coated with black dog blood and tied the nine elder brother’s corpses into rice dumplings. One end of the willow was flattened, and a spiral-shaped blade was tied to it, passing through the abdomen of the first corpse.
According to my father’s memories, when the corpses were interspersed, the moonlit and bright world suddenly became clouded, and then there was a heavy downpour. It was not until after the nine corpses were connected with black willow. stop…
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