A Yan sat on the edge of the bed, shaking her legs and explained in detail.
Nether marriage is Yin marriage, looking for a spouse for the dead. In the old days, men and women died before they got married for some reason. People believed that if they did not get married for them, ghosts would have no peace. Therefore, a Yin marriage ceremony was held to kill them. Bury together and become husband and wife.
This custom began in the Han Dynasty, reached its peak in the Southern Song Dynasty, and lasted until the Republic of China. In fact, not only the custom of the dead marrying the dead, but some wealthy families even spent a lot of money to find a living person as a spouse. Seeing Leban playing and playing, the bride wears a red dress and holds a memorial tablet.
Yin marriages are different in different times and regions, and are generally similar to living weddings. In order to avoid the difficulty of storing corpses in summer, the steps are generally combined or simplified. , half of which are real silk and satin rulers, half of which are various kinds of paper-pasted clothes, two pairs of brocade boxes, which contain earrings, bracelets, rings and other jewelry. incineration.
Lin Yan and Yin Zhou looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to recover for a long time.
"Wait a minute...how did this marriage end and with whom?" Lin Yan pointed at his nose in embarrassment, "Is he with the 'me' from hundreds of years ago?"
A Yan nodded, with a serious expression: "Yes, if his unfulfilled wish is really 'you', it's fine when he mistook you and picked a day when the gate of hell is closed to take you there. Now that he remembers, I'm afraid it wasn't that People can't come back."
Lin Yan smiled wryly: "The reincarnation has come to my generation, how can there be that person he is waiting for?"
"The person, the person is not here, the bones should still be there. After all, they are considered to be in love with each other. They died unmarried. According to ancient rituals, they should be married together."
Yin Zhou also found it inconceivable: "This can fool this relative to death, right? If you can't find someone, you can't find them. If you get a memorial tablet, he will be able to believe that he is the one who married him. What a low IQ it must be..."
A Yan glared at him, and Yin Zhou grunted apologetically reluctantly.
"The idea of ghosts and ghosts is actually very simple compared to human beings. If you repay your wrong, you will repay your kindness. Before, I heard a story from Master. A newlywed couple, the husband died in a car accident, the first seven came back to life, and the wife made a wish Wanting the husband to come back, the ghost really went home and wandered every night after hearing it, his face was covered with blood, the wife fell ill from fright, and even yelled that she never wanted to see him again, so he was reincarnated."
"If it's put on a living person, it will definitely be quite a struggle." A Yan blinked her eyes, "I don't know if this method will work, maybe I can try it."
Lin Yan was silent for a while: "Born in the same room, died in the same acupoint, I believe it when I say that combining bones can make the dead peaceful."
"There are folk rumors that someone moved into a new house, and there were ghosts in the backyard crying every night, and the family was terrified. When the owner dug up the backyard, he saw two coffins buried together. The ghost cried every night, the master reburied the two coffins according to Mr. Feng Shui's instructions, and there was no sound." Lin Yan said lightly, "It's a pity that it's not practical, and we should go to jail if we get his bones out." ' and I don't know where it is."
"No need, no need for his bones. We can just take his living soul to pay homage to the bones of the yin relatives. Now there is no place for you to be buried."
Yin Zhou didn't hold back, burst out laughing, and patted Lin Yan's shoulder: "Where are you buried? Zombie Xiaolin, come and dance for me."
Lin Yan gave Yin Zhou a blank look, and had no time to talk to him, thinking, "You mean, we want to find my grave, dig up the bones and marry him?"
A Yan sighed, and said quietly: "He just wanted to see that person, he made a wish."
Lin Yan thought for a while, and frowned: "It's not that I don't want to. No matter how good a relationship is between people, there will be reunion, divorce, birth, old age, sickness and death. I always feel that Xiao Yu has a high heart, and it doesn't seem like he will toss himself for a marriage contract." into this."
A Yan took out the camera and flipped through the photos one by one. The photos were full of dead bones and burials in the coffin. It was shocking to zoom in.
"The burial utensils in the coffin are all this kind of jade pendant, hair comb, wedding dress, and they are all in pairs. If the owner of the tomb hadn't made a similar request before his death, the family would not have collected it like this. I think it is seven or eight percent feasible. "
Yin Zhou was bored, so he pulled out a wooden chair and straddled it, resting his chin on the back of the chair, and yawned: "Anyway, there is no other way, we can't just squat here and look at the coffin every day."
"I can't make up my mind. I have to ask him if I want to." Lin Yan glanced at Xiao Yu.
The ghost refused to answer, so Lin Yan also hesitated. The fox was full of rabbit meat and came looking for Xiao Yu with a chubby belly. His mouth was stained with rabbit blood and fluff. "You're so dirty, go and wait, and rub him after you take a bath."
Yin Zhou smiled wickedly: "This guy really looks like the youngest son you two raised."
Lin Yan blushed, and threw the fox away. The little guy rolled on the ground, and wiped his mouth with his trouser leg in dissatisfaction. The bottom of his jeans was rubbed with dark red blood.
Everyone in the room was amused.
Yin Zhou and A Yan returned to the room. Lin Yan pulled the curtains and sat on the edge of the bed with his knees in a daze. Too many things happened in a day, so fast that he almost couldn't recover. He was even surprised that he could keep going Laughing, but when those who had nothing to do with him left one by one, and he was the only one left, sorrow burst into his chest, and he was so depressed that he was about to suffocate.
In any case, he never thought that he would come to this point. In this strange town, in a strange room, he was discussing with his beloved lover about his marriage contract with someone else. With a stab in the heart, I still have to smile and say I don't care.
Outside the window are the voices of bustling people, when a copper bell rang, "Sharpen the scissors—" The hoarse voice came from downstairs, and it was far away. The bustling town seemed to come from another world.
"What do you think?" After a long silence, Lin Yan asked.
"Take me to see him." Xiao Yu grabbed Lin Yan's arm and said hoarsely, "I want to see him."
Lin Yan numbly groaned, turned his head to look into the ghost's eyes after a while, and said with a wry smile, "You must love him very much."
"I'm tired, I'm going to sleep for a while." As he spoke, he leaned to the right, making room for a large space around him, "Take a rest, and think about it tomorrow, the bed here is too big to touch, and he won't be angry."
The eyelids were heavy with dark gold, and even though they were separated by the curtains, they were still painfully burned by the sun.
Xiao Yu stood motionless by the bed for a long time, his eyes were full of pity and deep disappointment mixed in.
Pampering is for others, disappointment is for yourself.
Lin Yan was suddenly irritated, and couldn't bear it anymore and threw the pillow over: "Can you not mess with me? I've already done this. What are you still dissatisfied with? Do you want to pretend to be someone else to accompany you on the wedding night?"
He insisted not to let others see that he was the one who was abandoned, and his pride and self-esteem played a role, and he refused to expose the weakness in his heart, and refused to cry bitterly to let him take it lightly, his heart became rational and strong, like a nuclear warhead , invincible.
Fingers gripped the sheets tightly.
Only I know the dark loss I have suffered, it's not that I don't want him to look back, but he is not free, he is very busy, busy struggling.
Xiao Yu sighed, sat on the edge of the bed and hugged Lin Yan into his arms, wrapping his hands around his shoulders, the loose embrace was as shocking as electric shock, Lin Yan refused, and pushed him hard, his body was like a cold Ci, unable to resist every time, gritted his teeth for the last time and beat him hard on the back.
A moment of weakness: "I had a dream when you left last time, I dreamed that you got married and didn't want me..."
"Who should I marry?" Xiao Yu was surprised.
"Miss from the family next door, you said you want me to burn the children's clothes for you."
Xiao Yu laughed unkindly.
"Come when you want, leave when you want, what should I do, what do you want me to do?" His hands were beating on him, wishing he could squeeze him out of shape, and after making a fuss for a while, he hugged him tightly. waist, buried his face on his shoulders, his whole body was twitching, looking from behind, he looked like he was vomiting.
Xiao Yu let him mess around, neither opposed nor appeased, and said lightly: "Lin Yan, do you know that feeling, open your eyes, it will always be night, in the past Liu Ling bought drunk, drank three glasses of Du Kang's wine, I have been drunk in the coffin for three years. I am different. I am sober every day. I watch my body rot and stink. You are afraid to see it. I will see you every day. I just remember to wait for one person. never came back."
"I finally got to see my old friend one day, full of joy, I don't want to wake up from a big dream, the world has changed, and there are people and things I can't understand everywhere. You know my name is Xiao Yu, but Xiao Yu is a name that you call others. No, who allowed them to call Xiao Yu by his first name?"
"Who cares whether it's a name or a word nowadays... You think I'm scary, I'm just a superfluous person, the sun is scorching every day, and the yang energy is pressing, trying not to leave, what am I trying to do?" His eyes suddenly sharpened, "Why aren't you him?"
"You blame me." Lin Yan raised his head, sniffled, and said aggrievedly, "You don't want me anymore and you blame me. Whoever taught you to be so domineering, I will kill him."
Xiao Yu curled up one leg and leaned against the head of the bed, the flirtatious young master, the sunlight cast on his face, his pale skin also became a bit alive, an old pine tree, or a jade pendant made of rice paper, a veil covered by the sun .
"I always want to see him, even if he is a dead bone, he is the only old friend I can find."
Suddenly I heard that the old man came, it seemed that the old man came, but in the end it was not the old man. A hundred years passed like a white horse, and since then, each of them has disappeared in reincarnation. Yuan, he was begging Lin Yan to take him to pay homage to the love that died a hundred years ago.
Lin Yan looked at his long and sparse eyelashes, and suddenly felt that he understood him. They seemed to be the same kind of people, separated from all grand performances by a glass wall. Opposite him was the crowd, and opposite Xiao Yu, was the whole strange world.
It only needs a little comfort and understanding to be able to hold on, and it is not easy to meet, and it is lost before it is warmed in the hand.
"What about me?" Lin Yan grabbed his belt and said unwillingly, "What did you promise me?"
Xiao Yu looked at him for a long time without saying a word.
Lin Yan shook his head: "Understood."
Covering up in a hurry, he smiled and said: "It's okay, there is another one after you leave. I don't have the patience to wait for a hundred years. I won't like you tomorrow. Really, the day after tomorrow at most, you look Bar."
"When we wake up, let's go to the tailor shop or the paper horse shop. It will be a good time. I will definitely arrange this marriage for you."
The dust was like old gold particles, sinking and floating in the room. Yin Zhou and the others next door didn't move, probably fast asleep. Lin Yan tossed and turned on the bed, tugged at Xiao Yu's cuff, and said softly, "Will you Can you give me a hug?"
Xiao Yu didn't answer, and moved down, lying side by side with Lin Yan, reaching out to wrap his arms around his waist, no different from usual.
The deep and long breathing never sounded, Xiao Yu touched his face with his lips: "Can't sleep?"
Lin Yan nodded and turned his face away: "Let's have a conversation."
I don't know which child downstairs is playing with the rattle, and the adult reprimanded them a few times, as if snatching the rattle away, and the child cried with a clear and loud voice.
Lin Yan couldn't help laughing, leaning on Xiao Yu's chest, and said softly: "I also liked this thing when I was young, and now I still have one in my hometown, and you also had it back then?"
"have."
"Look, we don't really have a generation gap." Lin Yan said, "Tell me what you remember, anything is fine."
Xiao Yu was slightly astonished, stared at the memory for a while, and said softly: "The day I left, it was raining all day, and there were very few people attending the funeral. He supported the coffin, and I followed all the way..."
"Xiao Yu, whose name is Yu, and whose word is Ziqing, is taken from Fan Wenzhenggong's 'An Zhi Ting Lan, Yu Yu Qing Qing', which refers to lush vegetation."
"I think of "Zijin", Qingqing Zipei, I think about it, even if I don't go, Zining won't come." Lin Yan stopped short, Xiao Yu shook his head, saying that it doesn't matter.
"Then what should we call by the word, not the name?"
"Yeah." Xiao Yu rested his chin on Lin Yan's shoulder, and said softly, "It's up to you, you never obeyed the rules before..."
Lin Yan felt a chill in his heart, and Xiao Yu suddenly realized that he stopped talking.
"Forget it." Lin Yan broke away from Xiao Yu's hand and turned over. The fox is heartless and full of food. Zheng Xiang is sleeping on the bed, with a shiny and smooth fur that hasn't dried out after taking a bath. A big bath towel was soaked with water, Lin Yan woke it up with a movement, jumped between the two of them, hugged Xiao Yu's side, and fell asleep again.
"It's young, less than two hundred years old, it's a little fox demon."
Lin Yan was so frightened that he almost jumped off the bed.
"Let's, let's talk about your family." Lin Yan was still in shock, and thought to himself why it's either a ghost or a demon recently, and he will meet a fairy in a while. What is his last name, which house does he live in, and how old is he? I will find a matchmaker."