Folk Stories About Corpse Burning

Chapter 145: Coffin

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Liu Yang's words were a bit too much, Liu Shougui didn't speak for a long time, and I pulled Liu Yang out.

"You can't talk to Uncle Liu like that."

"I was angry too. He liked to do these things and I didn't say anything, but now that it's like this, there's no way to clean it up."

"There will be a way."

Let’s go in again, said Liu Shougui.

"We can only dig a coffin. There is no other way."

"Coffin?"

"You'll know when the time comes. We'll leave tomorrow morning. You two should make your arrangements and stay here today."

I don't know what a blocking coffin is, but I know that Liu Shougui didn't want to move that coffin. He only moved it because he had no other choice.

At night, I went to the top floor of the tower, the 23rd floor. The 23rd floor was not big, and there were several urns scattered there. I thought, life is just like this, when you die, you go to another world. But these urns are placed here, not buried, and have no owner. If they want to go to another world, the journey will be very long, which is also a kind of pain.

I looked into the distance and saw that Chixian was a place of contention among military strategists. There was a Battle of Chixian, which was the war in 1618, the war fought by Nurhaci.

This war lasted for a whole month in Chi County, and according to historical records, more than 123,000 people died. This number is a bit scary.

There are countless tombs buried on the Chishan Mountain in Chi County. Over the years, some of them have been flattened and the mounds are no longer visible. However, there are more than a dozen large tombs, which are obviously generals' tombs. They are all built with stone arches. Although they are cracked, they still exist. However, they have basically all been robbed. They were all robbed from the side and tunnels were dug to the tombs.

Chishan is red. It is said that it is dyed red by blood. The stones are soaked with blood. I don’t know whether this is true or not, but Chishan is indeed red, blood red.

Few people go there because of this legend: it is unlucky and anyone who goes there will get sick.

The next day, we went up Chishan early. The mountain road was extremely difficult to walk on.

Liu Shougui didn't say anything. He knew Chishan very well. He had lived almost entirely alone throughout his life and had very few friends. When he had nothing to do, he would come to Chishan. He liked the quietness, danger and redness here.

We walked for more than three hours, and all we saw was red. It felt like everything around us was blood. Even the leaves on the trees were red. This was something I couldn't understand. Could it really be dyed red by blood

A flat land of dozens of meters is really rare. On such a mountain, there is such a piece of land. Later, it was found that it was artificially smashed out. Such a mountain can smash out such a flat land. The project is quite large. There is a tomb in the middle, square and surrounded by fences. Can such a tomb be preserved intact? I am afraid there are countless side holes. Although it is difficult to dig holes here, it is probably difficult to preserve such a large tomb.

There is no writing on the stone tablet. It is standing too high, more than four meters high. I have never seen such a high stone tablet.

"This is the place where the coffin is stored. There is a coffin inside, which is well preserved. This tomb has been robbed before, but the strangest thing is that if you get three or four meters away from the tomb, something will happen to you. If you don't die, you will become an idiot. There was a tomb robber in Dichi County, and he is still a fool now. There are six side holes here, but no one has been robbed."

Liu Shougui took us to see two side holes, which were really powerful stealing methods, but they stopped at that position.

"The coffin is inside. How did you know?"

Liu Shougui glanced at me and said nothing.

"I want to get the coffin out. Of course, this is a very troublesome thing."

I don’t believe that Liu Shougui could get in while others couldn’t. It would be dangerous if he got close. Liu Shougui actually knew that there was a coffin inside. I don’t know what kind of coffin it is, but I know that the coffin must be different from those of other people.

"This is a general's tomb. This general was a leader of the Jurchen tribe. The method of building the tomb is also strange."

"How do you get in? It's impossible."

"Of course I have my own way."

If Liu Shougui hadn't said it, he had no choice but to make this coffin to deal with Xiaobao.

"Let's not enter this flat land. Back out now. I will enter from the side and you won't be able to see me. When green smoke comes out of the tomb, you can leave and go back to the columbarium. If there is no green smoke, you can just burn some paper for me."

I understand what you mean.

"Uncle Liu, I think we should forget it. This is too dangerous. How about you tell me the method and I'll go in."

"Okay, retreat to that position immediately. If there is green smoke, we will go back to the urn building and go up to the thirteenth floor. There is an urn on the east side. You can just move it to the west side."

I don't know what's going to happen with all this.

We stepped aside, Liu Yang was nervous and held my hand tightly.

"Uncle Liu will be fine."

Liu Shougui went around to the back of the tomb and we couldn't see him, but we couldn't figure out how he got in.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, there was no response. Liu Yang started sweating and wanted to go over, but I held him back.

"Just wait a little longer, everything will be fine."

After more than ten minutes, I was sure that something must have happened. At this moment, green smoke came out of the cracks in the tomb.

We stood there for a while, and the smoke dissipated. We did not see Liu Shougui come out, nor did we see anyone else.

We went back to the columbarium, the 13th floor, and moved the urn. After going downstairs, we were stunned to see Liu Shougui sitting there smoking smugly. It seemed that we were successful.

"dad… "

"Hahaha, I thought I, Old Liu, had confessed today, but I didn't expect that my ability hasn't deteriorated at all."

I was a little confused. Maybe Liu Shougui didn't go into the tomb, but lit a cigarette and set up a dragon gate formation at the back. But would that make sense? Not at all.

"After dark, we'll go dig up the coffin."

Liu Shougui and I were drinking and we were quite excited. It seemed that today's events made him very happy, but I was worried about Xiaobao coming.

But it was very quiet today and Xiaobao did not come. After dark, Liu Shougui stopped twenty meters away from the columbarium with two shovels and said.

"Just dig here, about three meters, that should be enough."

We were digging and Liu Yang was watching from the side. She didn't say a word and her brows were furrowed. I could see that she was worried.

The soil here is loose and easy to dig.

After more than two hours, I dug up something hard.

"That's it. Find the edge and dig."

Liu Shougui sat aside and smoked.

Half an hour later, the coffin lid was revealed. I took a look and saw that it was made of jade. It was definitely a jade coffin. It was so beautiful.

"You come up, I'll go down."

Liu Shougui came down, opened up a space on one side, then reached in and actually lifted up the coffin lid. I was stunned.

There was only a sword inside. The strangest thing was that it was not rusted and was actually emitting a cold glow. I shuddered.

"How can this be?"

"This is a large jade coffin, also called a dang coffin. There is a sword inside. It is the coffin for warding off disasters. The word dang actually means dang. They did not understand the purpose of this coffin, which is to ward off disasters. The general guarded the empty tomb, which is a bit like the empty city plan. However, in Feng Shui, or Yin studies, this really worked. Once the dang coffin was erected, the war ended and everything seemed to return to peace."

"But what do you want this coffin for?"

"With this sword and this coffin, Xiaobao will never be in here again."

Liu Shougui took out the sword, which shone brightly in the moonlight. He wrapped it in black cloth and put it into the urn. He lit a cigarette and played the flute, but it was silent. Soon Xiaobao appeared.

"I want to talk to you about Liu Yang."

Xiaobao still looked at me with hatred.

His eyes gave me a murderous feeling.

The moment Xiaobao sat down, Liu Shougui swung his sword and Xiaobao fell down, followed by bones scattered all over the ground. Liu Shougui looked at him in amazement. He felt uncomfortable because he had killed the thing that had accompanied him for so many years.

I saw tears in Liu Shougui's eyes and lowered my head.

Liu Shougui spread the black cloth, then picked up the bones one by one and put them on the black cloth, leaving one piece and putting it on the table. Then he carried the black cloth to the coffin, put the bones in it, closed the coffin lid, and came up to talk.

"Xiaobao, you are not wronged. This coffin was originally intended for your wife to live in. Now you live in it. Go!"

It was buried, but there was no mound, it was flat, as if nothing had happened.

"Okay, you two go too! Leave yourself alone for a while."

After I sent Liu Yang home, I returned to the city.

The next day when I went to work, I felt something was wrong when I entered the office. It seemed that someone had come into the office. Not only were there a few more pots of flowers, but the office was also much cleaner and the glass had been wiped. While I was stunned, a man came in. He was in his fifties.

"Master Ke, right? I'm Lao Zhou, a makeup artist transferred here from a neighboring county. We'll work together in the future."

"Hello, Master Zhou."

I put down my bag, made some tea, and looked out the window. The director came in, told me about this, and left. I didn't say anything.

When I entered the dressing room, Master Zhou was applying makeup on another dressing bed. His technique was quick and skillful, and it was obvious that he was an experienced makeup artist. I didn't say anything or make a sound, I just worked, and I finished at a little after eleven o'clock.

"Master Ke, would you like to have a drink together?"

"No, I have something else to do."

I turned around and just got in the car, Mao Xiaoli called me and told me to go there immediately. I didn't know what it was about. I didn't like going to Mao Xiaoli's place very much.

I went over and Mao Xiaoli asked me to sit down and talk.

"It appeared. I don't want to miss it again. Remember it."

The small box was placed on the table and she took a look at it.

"I don't want to miss it. I'll go with you this time. We'll go in the middle of the night and do it in the morgue."

"Sister Mao..."

"I have helped you a lot, otherwise you might get into some trouble."

I closed my eyes. It was the last time anyway, so I had to do it no matter what.

"What exactly is your purpose?"

"I can't tell you everything, but I can only tell you that I wear mourning white for my husband, my deceased husband. Even the face painting is for him, that's it."

I left, holding the little box, the little box.

I returned home and it was terribly quiet. Yun Bai came again, but he didn't say anything. He just sat for a while and then left.

Actually, I think my mother can come back and everything will be over. There is nothing that cannot be overcome. It's just this little thing.

However, Yun Bai is definitely not like that. She has her purpose. Everyone has a purpose in life, which is the ultimate purpose, no matter what happens.

In the middle of the night, Mao Xiaoli's car was parked more than a hundred meters away from the crematorium. I was driving and saw it from a distance. I didn't stop, but went straight to the door of the crematorium, got out of the car, went in, and went directly to the morgue. I was waiting for Mao Xiaoli in the aisle.

She came in, said nothing, walked to freezer No. 11, opened it, lifted the shroud, took a look, and confirmed it. But when she lifted it, I was stunned. It was an old man. Mao Xiaoli's hands were suspended in the air and she didn't say anything. She was also stunned. Could it be a mistake? This was also possible, but Mao Xiaoli was a very methodical person. She would definitely not be wrong, not at all. (To be continued)