Folk Stories About Corpse Burning

Chapter 98: The weirdness of Mopan Village

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I believe in Mao Xiaoli, because in such a long time of contact, she has never broken her promise, and she keeps doing the tasks no matter how difficult they are, so I believe in her, but I feel sorry for Zheng Jun.

I stayed at Mao Xiaoli's house. It was a three-day dream. During that three-day dream, I actually drank for three days as the village chief of Mopan Village. It was after these three days that the village chief of Mopan Village died.

We talked too much, and I knew too much, about Mopan Village, about the black fog, about burials without cremation, about... too much.

However, there is still one thing, that is, every year on Qingming Festival, there will be shadows walking around in the village. It is a closed day in Mopan Village. From morning to the next morning, no one goes out of the house because of the shadows. Those shadows are real and can be seen. They are moving and seem to be busy with something.

During these three days, I felt like I was really in Mopan Village. I already knew everything about Mopan Village. I don’t know why I had to have a three-day dream. It felt like the real thing.

When I woke up, Mao Xiaoli looked at me and said with a smile.

"Thank you, everything is done. This is the translation of the ghost language. After reading it, you will know everything."

I asked something else, Mao Xiaoli just smiled and said, "Look at that thing, but you can't see it now, you can see it when you get home."

I felt that Mao Xiaoli was deceiving me and had set a huge trap for me to fall into.

I still went home. No matter what, Mao Xiaoli cheated on me only this once. Although it was a bit too much, I don't think Mao Xiaoli would play like this.

When I got home, the ghost language really turned into Chinese characters, and I could understand it completely.

Zhang Xiaoxue was actually lost in the millstone. It was a ghost cave. At the moment of the strange movement, it was someone in the millstone village who was a ghost. It was not a real ghost movement. It was like a magic trick that made you disappear in an instant. It was a bit scary. I never expected that Zhang Jianyi Han would give me such an answer. Was it Baoda? I don't know.

However, one thing I didn't expect was that I would definitely be the deputy village chief of Mopan Village. As for this village chief, he would die in three days. That was an unchangeable thing. But why was I the deputy village chief of Mopan Village, and there was no village chief? This was a natural village, not under administrative management, and completely autonomous. This was a terrible thing. It could have been an administrative village, but the black fog that year was completely incomprehensible. The dead would actually turn into pitch black.

However, the thing that I don’t understand the most is that my marriage with Zheng Jun is over. It’s like our three days together were just like the past. We will never be together again. This is something I don’t understand.

Mao Xiaoli disappeared and I don’t know why.

When I went to Mopan Village, I really didn't walk around as usual. They all called me the deputy village chief. The village chief of Mopan Village died, and it was a grand funeral, a seven-day ceremony, a ceremony of the highest standard. I entered Mopan Village on the third day and I was the one who presided over it. I was completely in a state of daze. I came to find Zhang Xiaoxue. She was in Mopan Village, but I became the mourner of a funeral.

Zheng Jun came to do my private makeup, but she acted like she didn’t know me and left after she finished her makeup.

The burial of the chief of Mopan Village was a worm burial, which surprised me. I didn't find Zhang Xiaoxue, nor did I see her. She was in Mopan Village, reminding me that she was here, but I had no idea where she was.

Every day when I go to work, Zheng Jun doesn't talk to me. I come to Mopan Village after get off work. It seems that this village has an endless relationship with me.

No matter what, I want to get Zhang Xiaoxue back. That's what I have to do.

That ghost article reminded me that Mao Xiaoli was missing and had not appeared since. It was not accurate to say that she was missing. She had taken a leave and left, and I couldn't find Mao Xiaoli.

Mopan Village gives me eternal terror.

The insect burial of the village chief was terrifying. Looking at the intact corpse, it turned into powder in just twenty minutes. Everything disappeared in the wind. I became the village chief of Mopan Village, and the villagers obeyed his orders. That kind of height is something I will never be able to experience.

I asked them about Zhang Xiaoxue, but no one said anything. Even though I was the village chief and they were afraid of me, no one said anything. When I asked them, they just shook their heads.

In fact, I didn’t know that besides the village chief who is the biggest person in Mopan Village, there is another person who is even bigger than the village chief. In Mopan Village, that person is a soul.

I have no idea where this soul is. Zhang Xiaoxue might be related to this soul.

I felt that I should leave the crematorium for a while, so I asked the director for leave, and he readily agreed to it. He told me that I could take a break if I wanted to, and that I could come back to work one day in advance. I was a little upset. However, I did not ask more questions, as this seemed a little strange.

I stayed in Mopan Village. I didn't go home because it was cold at home. As for my mother Yun Bai, I had nothing to say.

I wanted to know more about Mopan Village, but I felt like an outsider. Although I was the village chief, they seemed to be avoiding something.

Black fog rose again in Mopan Village, which had not happened for many years. In the black fog, there were shadows walking around. I sat in the house and watched them fetching water and carrying firewood. It seemed to be the same as it was fifty years ago. I smoked and watched. I felt that there must be something I needed. I actually saw my father. I didn't recognize him at first. It was when he was in his twenties. He pulled a few donkeys over and entered the village. It was my father. I stood up. Fifty years ago, it should have been when my father was in his twenties. That was my father.

I never knew that my father lived in Mopan Village. He was a refiner in the crematorium as far as I can remember.

My father passed away. I opened the door, but didn't see him. It seemed like everything was just a movie.

I shook my head, feeling that all this was not real, and I seemed to feel like I was crazy.

When it was daybreak, I left Mopan Village and went to the home of Zhang Xiaoxue's master Fu Qirui.

She was not surprised by my arrival, and seemed to think that I was late. I told her the situation.

"Zhang Xiaoxue's instant disappearance is related to Mopan Village, because there are many things. Of course, you will find Zhang Xiaoxue. In Mopan Village, there is a thousand-year-old coffin. You probably don't know that the village chief of Mopan Village was buried with insects after his death. Of course, it was sky buried a hundred years ago. But there is a person, the founder of Mopan Village, in the thousand-year-old coffin. That is the soul of Mopan Village."

"How did I become the chief of Mopan Village?"

"That is a fixed number. It cannot be changed. It's like a person becoming a director. It's destined. You can't escape it even if you want to."

"Where is the thousand-year-old coffin?"

"I don't know about this. Even the villagers in Mopan Village don't know about it."

I looked at Fu Qirui. What does this mean

I didn't expect that it would be related to Mopan Village. Mao Xiaoli actually disappeared. What does this mean

There is no solution to anything. Of course, I have to find the thousand-year-old coffin, so that I can find Zhang Xiaoxue.

Zheng Jun came to Mopan Village to see me, talked to me, said he missed me and couldn’t let me go, and then he started crying.

I said while hugging Zheng Jun.

"It all went by quickly."

"But you borrowed three days of Mao Xiaoli's life. It was during those three days that we lost our marriage fate. We are destined to have no chance of being together."

I don't know what hatred Mao Xiaoli has against the village chief of Mopan. She said that she betrayed the village chief and found other men. She borrowed three days of my life to repay this debt. She played a little too much and treated my love as shit. I didn't expect Mao Xiaoli to play like this. If it wasn't for Zhang Xiaoxue, I would never agree to it.

After Zheng Jun left, I stayed in the village chief's house. I could see the whole village from the window. The village chief's house was halfway up the mountain. I could see the whole village and the people coming in through the village gate. This was the position of the village chief. I looked at the location of the thousand-year-old coffin, but I couldn't find it. It should be visible from this location, but I didn't see it. I couldn't see where it was or where it was.

The villagers of Mopan Village all respond to my call, but I can see that it is entirely due to power. If I were not the village chief, I would probably be beaten to death.

I didn't sleep all night, but I still couldn't figure out the location of the thousand-year-old village.

I left the village to find Fu Qirui and asked her about the thousand-year-old coffin, she said.

"That's your business."

I don’t know if this answer is a rejection of me

I went back to Mopan Village, sat in the house, looking into the distance, looking at everything, looking at the scenery here. To be honest, this place is really beautiful. It's a pity that this is a weird village. People turn black after death and cannot be transformed.

There are too many legends about Mopan Village. Although it is very beautiful, no one comes here because there are too many legends about ghosts and no one wants to get into trouble.

I have been here for five days. That night, I sat in front of the window and drank until my eyes were blurry. I looked up and was half drunk. I jumped up, fell down, and got up to look again. I saw that the thousand-year-old coffin was actually in that place. I could never have imagined that it would be there.

I could see the thousand-year-old coffin, but I couldn't be sure. My eyes were blurry and I had drunk too much. I didn't want to be wrong, so I fell asleep. I thought that if I saw it again when I woke up, it would be real.

Because, when a drunk person is not clear-headed, his mind is not clear and his eyes are foggy. I know that myself.

I woke up in the morning, and the moment I opened my eyes, I was completely stunned. I was actually on the grass. It was grass, the grass in Mopan Village. How did I get here

I can’t figure it out. I’m only a few dozen meters away from that room. Is there anything wrong with that room

I suddenly remembered the strangeness of Mopan Village. Someone once told me that ghosts carry people. If you fall asleep and wake up not in the same place, it means that you have been carried away by ghosts. The ghosts are just playing a little joke on you.

I saw a lot of little ghosts here, but I was used to it and didn’t think anything of it. The little ghosts would hide away when they saw me, but I didn’t expect that they would actually trick me.

I walked back to the room and sat in front of the window, but the thousand-year-old coffin was gone. I looked again, but it was gone. I was sure I had seen it wrong. When people are thinking about something or want to know something, there will always be an illusion, a visual misperception. This is understandable, and maybe it's the case with me.

I closed my eyes and went back to sleep, and it all seemed to have happened in vain, like a melon.

It was dark when I woke up. Someone brought me some wine and food. It was a good treatment for the village chief. It would not be bad to be the village chief here for the rest of my life, although there are too many weird things.

After eating and drinking, I was a little drunk today. The wine made by Mopan Village was very strong.

I sat in front of the window, smoking, and I had to stand up and then stare blankly, the thousand-year-old coffin appeared at that location again. I couldn't believe it, was my eyes blurry today

I came out of the room and walked towards that place. The place I saw was the mountain gate. When I got there, the two gatekeepers stood up and looked at me at attention. I didn't see the ancient coffin, so I thought I must have seen it wrong again, but I had seen it wrong for two days.

I staggered back to the room, fell down and fell asleep. The air here is really good, and it always makes me feel comfortable. But I am not here to enjoy it. If I can't find Zhang Xiaoxue, I will never enjoy it.

When I got up in the morning, the Zheng army arrived, led by one person.

Zheng Jun said after sitting down.

"Xiaozhe, Sister Mao is back."

I know that Mao Xiaoli is back, and that may be an answer for me.

"I'll go find her right away."

"No need. I've already looked for it. Our marriage is all due to Zhang Xiaoxue. That was a festival. It wasn't the result of Mao Xiaoli lending you three days of life. She did borrow three days of your life to get rid of it. She deceived the village chief of Mopan Village and her problem was solved. As for how she did it, I don't know. But, I don't think three days of life is that simple. Of course, we won't know now, or even many years later. We will only know when we are about to die."

I looked at Zheng Jun and talked for a long time.

"What festival is Zhang Xiaoxue from?"

"have no idea."

Zheng Jun really didn't know. Mao Xiaoli didn't say anything. Maybe there were too many things that couldn't be said. She told me that some things couldn't be said. In this place, the crematorium, everything was weird. (To be continued)