When Fang Guo woke up, it was around one o'clock in the noon.
The sun shines in through the window and shines on the skin. After a long time, it feels hot.
Fang Guo stood up, the pain in his waist made him lie back down again, and it took him a long time to get used to the pain that was about to break his waist. When he got up, his limbs were stiff, numb, and sore, especially the tailbone, which went into the private|private place, and the pain was even hotter.
Opening the door and walking out of the house, Fang Guo's face paled instantly.
I saw a stone tablet and a grave directly opposite the house.
Opposite the house turned out to be a grave! The graves of the dead!
In fact, Fang Guo still has memories of what happened last night. Those lingering images were taken over by the rigid restraint and oppression, reaching the peak of pleasure. Crying and begging for mercy in shame, and moaning uncontrollably.
What's more, when he fully woke up, his body's memory told him that what he thought was a dream actually happened in reality.
In yin marriages, those whose sons and daughters die without a wife may ask for the bones of the dead daughter to be buried together.
It was supposed to be a marriage between a dead man and a dead man, but a matchmaker, three sacrifices and six rituals, and eight sedan chairs were also invited. But he is a living person, and he was deceived by life into marrying a man, and entered the bridal chamber out of nowhere.
This made Fang Guo unacceptable, and even anger surpassed fear.
He walked over to look at the tombstone, which had the man's picture and name on it.
Wei Ran.
Wei Wei's elder brother, a man Fang Guo had never met, is now his ghost husband.
Thinking of this, Fang Guo felt ashamed and angry, but more angry.
There were paper money, joss sticks and other things in front of the tombstone, Fang Guo kicked them all out in a rage, and wanted to dig up the grave and dig the monument, so that the bones in the coffin would be exposed to the wilderness, and it would be best to disappear in smoke.
It's a pity that he is a fair and clean college student, and he is only a clerk after working for a year. According to the ancient saying, he is a scholar without the strength to restrain a chicken. Furthermore, with his current physical condition, his movements were a little too wide, and just kicking the paper money incense stick caused a cramp-like pain.
Fang Guo had no choice but to turn around and see that there were red and white happy words posted in the main room, and felt a burst of irony.
Yin marriage is worshiping the dead, which is a red and white event. So the furnishings in the main room are half white and half red, which looks very strange. And he was the only one in the whole room, there was no sound at all, it was so quiet that it made people panic.
Fang Guo went back to the room, tried his best to ignore the messy bed, found his luggage, and pulled it out without finding anything missing. So he pulled up his luggage and was about to leave, passing by a table with several pots of dried fruit and a memorial tablet on the table.
Wei Ran's name is outlined in golden characters on it, which is Wei Ran's tablet.
He was married to this tablet last night.
Fang Guo came back to his senses, ignored the memorial tablet, and hurriedly left with his luggage.
It wasn't that he was too cowardly to question the villagers, but that he was more rational than angry. This is a remote mountain village, and the village has its own set of rules and laws. Just because those people could let him, a big man, marry a yin relative and kill someone, he knew that there were not many good people in this village.
At least when someone dared to challenge the village's laws or harm the interests of the village, they would definitely be mobbed and attacked.
Although Fang Guo muddled through many things, he was naive in some respects. But it doesn't mean that he hasn't seen the dark side. The dark side of this world often occurs in backward, remote, and ignorant places.
Fang Guo's deceased grandma was a witch, and she used to help people calculate their marriage and ask Mi to test their luck. Occasionally, I was invited to the house of a big landlord in the next village, saying that there was an evil spirit in the house of the big landlord, and there was a disaster in the house for no reason.
Grandma went to see it, and then went to see the ancestral grave of the landlord's family. When I came back, I just said that there was nothing I could do, and asked the landlord to invite Mr. Feng Shui.
If I specifically ask Mr. Feng Shui, it means that there is something wrong with Feng Shui. Generally, disasters occur in this kind of home for no reason, either because of the Feng Shui of the house or the Feng Shui of the ancestral grave.
After returning, grandma chanted the word "sin". On a whim, I told him why.
She said that the ancestral tomb of the landlord's family is a rare water hole, the ancestors were buried in the law, and both the upper and lower water sources were taken care of. But the soil on the grave was sprinkled with white lime.
White lime absorbs water and prevents corrosion. In fact, white lime is sprinkled around many tombs. It's just not suitable for dragonflies to touch the water hole, because the white lime has sucked the water away, so how can you touch the water
That acupoint becomes a failure acupoint, which will bring disaster to descendants.
At first, it was just that the business failed and ended up going bankrupt to eliminate the disaster, so that it would not hurt people's lives.
But the bad thing is that the tombstone happened to be splashed with black dog blood.
As the saying goes, "the blood of the black dog in front of the grave, and the three-inch nails behind the grave", this is bad Fengshui, killing people's lives, and it is also a method that Fengshui masters understand.
That's why grandma asked the big landlord to find Mr. Feng Shui.
Now that I think about it, when Wei Wei was buried yesterday, didn't they just throw black blood and white lime
Although he didn't understand what was going on, Fang Guo always felt strange.
He didn't think Mr. Feng Shui deliberately harmed Weijia Village, it should be some other means.
After all, yesterday's acupuncture point was a good geomantic point, but it was not a dragonfly's water point. But black dog blood and white lime are not good things. Black dog blood suppresses evil spirits, and white lime is sprinkled around the grave to prevent corrosion and insects. If it is sprinkled on the grave, it means to nourish the corpse.
It is both raising corpses and suppressing them. No matter how you look at it, it feels weird.
Fang Guo didn't want to stay in Weijia Village anymore, she just wanted to leave as soon as possible and never come back.
Stepping out of the house, I found that the house is located halfway up the mountain, surrounded by gloomy trees, silent, dead, and unpopular.
Fang Guo buried his head and walked quickly, not knowing whether it was something in his heart or what was going on, he looked back at the house. He suddenly found that it was actually a house made of paper, and he lived in it for one night, feeling nothing at all.
After walking out, Fang realized the strangeness.
Frightened, Fang Guo walked and ran away, turned around at the foot of the mountain, only to find that the house was ablaze, and it was himself that had started burning. He was panting heavily. Looking from the foot of the mountain, he had a wide field of vision, and he could even see a man standing at the door of the house.
man
Fang Guo was so frightened that he took two steps back, not daring to stay any longer, and left in a hurry.
The road he walked did not lead to the village, it was a small road. He went directly to the outside of the village, just happened to bump into the driver who was driving, got in the car and left.
The driver took him to the bus stop, took the money, hesitated and said: "Young man, there is a way to find someone to look at when you get home, and go to get rid of evil spirits."
Fang Guo squeezed the handle of the suitcase, and asked calmly, "Master, what do you know?"
The driver looked a little secretive, and said, "I won't take the road to Weijia Village from now on. Do you still remember the road we walked together that day, and the other three people in the car?"
Fang Guo nodded: "Didn't you continue to work on your car and go on the road the next day?"
The driver patted the steering wheel: "That's the evil thing. I left that day and stopped by a mountain. They said they were going to get off the car. I thought it was strange. There is no place in the wilderness, so why did they get off the car? I didn't think about it either." There are too many, they are customers. Who knew that when they got out of the car and walked up the mountain road, I was looking at the collected money, and suddenly it turned into yellow paper and ghost coins! I got angry and looked up, three customers They all turned into paper people. You know what? Paper people who were burned to the dead. I was so scared that I turned around and ran away. It was only later that I found out that the mountain was the place where the ancestors of Weijia Village were buried. Tell me, the place where the graves of the dead are piled up , the paper figurine has become a living person, what are they still going there for?"
Fang Guo, who probably just came out of that mountain, said calmly, "Do, what are you doing?"
Driver: "Shadow marriage!"
Fang Guo was shocked: "What?"
Driver: "Didn't you see the things those three people were holding in their hands at that time? Half white, half red, weddings and funerals, except for weddings and funerals, they are yin marriages."
The driver shook his head and tutted his tongue: "Shadow marriage... a wicked thing, who knows if the girl's family is willing or not. Blind marriage and dumb marriage, if you get along badly in life, you can still get back together, and you can't be tied together after death?"
Fang Guo forced a smile and left.
After getting on the bus and finding a seat, Fang Guo immediately called the monitor. The strange thing is that the phone call that couldn't get through was immediately connected. Fang Guo complained before the other person could speak: "Squad leader, we agreed to attend Wei Wei's funeral together, why did you break your promise first?"
The monitor at the other end was stunned for a moment, and then said strangely: "What are you talking about? You are Fang Guo, right? Hey Fang Guo, I haven't contacted you for a few years, and when I contact you, I lose my temper. Did you take the wrong medicine?"
Fang Guo was stunned, and he asked anxiously, "You didn't send me an invitation letter for Wei Wei's funeral? Did you invite me to attend Wei Wei's funeral?"
Squad leader: "No, who is Wei Wei?"
Fang Guo opened his mouth wide: "Our high school classmates."
Squad leader: "Are you stupid? In the three years of high school, I can recite my classmates' birthdays. You just made up Wei Wei out of thin air. Are you kidding me?"
Fang Guo was completely dumbfounded, he wondered if he had made a mistake somewhere.
"Hello? Fang Guo, are you there? Hey, talk."
Fang Guo came back to his senses, and hurriedly said: "No, I have something to do here. Hang up first."
After speaking, he hung up the phone. Then as the bus drove home, he figured it out along the way, whether it was his own memory that was wrong or the monitor's memory that was wrong. No matter who Wei Wei and Wei Ran were, he was determined to forget them.
Just forget it and treat it as a dream.
Fang Guo comforted himself like this, but when he opened the suitcase, all the mental construction he had made collapsed.
I saw a black wooden sign in the suitcase, with a name engraved in gold characters on it.
Wei Ran.
The author has something to say: There are probably one or two chapters left before the end.