A strong wind blew the paper figures in the grandma's mourning hall into the sky, and then took them to the old house of Zhenmin's house, which scared me to death.
The old Taoist poured two bowls of wine and was shocked for us.
"Quite weird paper man!" Brother Zhenmin sighed.
But this exquisite paper man has been reduced to ashes, I hope grandma can receive it in another world.
The veteran Taoist continued: "If you want to know what debts your fathers owed in the ancient tomb, we need to see the owner of the tomb in person and ask them face-to-face before returning it."
Brother Zhenmin tremblingly asked, "Are you crazy? The owner of the tomb has already died, I'm afraid there are no bones left, and the ancient tomb may not be there. Where can we find the owner of the tomb? Are you going to the underworld?"
I immediately protested: "In the middle of the night, can we not talk about these things, and wait for tomorrow to discuss it?"
The old Taoist said immediately: "Then you go to sleep first! I will discuss the specific matters with Xiao Su."
Zhenmin's surname is Su. I should go to the back room. The pony is already sleeping like a dead pig. The bed is a bit smaller and the bedding is a bit narrower, so he can only sleep in a squeeze.
Naturally, I couldn't fall asleep. I heard Brother Zhenmin whispering: "This is not my business alone. I won't take this risk with you. What if I can't get in and out?"
The old Taoist said, "There is a poor way, what are you afraid of!"
Brother Zhenmin responded: "This may be true, and the country is now in charge. Even if we are alive, if we are prosecuted, then I can't argue!"
"You are so young, so looking forward and backward, thinking about so much, you can't make a big thing."
Brother Zhenmin replied: "I don't seek to achieve great things, but to live steadily."
"You are helping us, but you are also helping yourself. Don't you want to fail to pay? The account owed to others is not good, and the account owed to ghosts is even more important!"
Brother Zhenmin is still reluctant to cooperate with this old Taoist priest.
"You're almost thirty now? You haven't gotten married yet, why? It's not a word yet, poor!"
Brother Zhenmin retorted: "I don't want to marry early. It is in response to the national policy of late marriage and late childbearing!"
"But you don’t even have an object. Although you have a sports car all year round, you can’t save money. If you help us complete this, I will pay you 100,000 yuan, and I will pray for you to protect you from victory. You can get married and have children next year!"
Brother Zhenmin was also a little moved when he heard it, but he was still worried: "I don't know the specific location of the ancient tomb, and how can I avoid state supervision?"
"You said it was for your father to move the grave to find the underworld. This is a great reason. The country can't stop you from moving the grave for your father, right?"
After the two negotiated, they cut their fingers and dripped them into the sorghum wine, swearing to the sky that they would never play tricks.
I can't help but worry about myself and Xiao Ma, but Brother Zhenmin won't harm me, I'm sure of this.
Perhaps I was frightened. I had some fever, but in my sleep, I once again dreamed of the medicinal material warehouse, grabbing the medicine according to the prescription that Professor Zheng prescribed for me, tormenting, and drinking it.
When I woke up the next day, my head hurts and my body is still a little sore, but my grandmother was buried, and I couldn't hide it.
The eldest grandson took the photo of the deceased and walked in the middle. The other descendants were responsible for hitting the flags. Those who are more distant, such as the champion, need a rope. Brother Zhenmin is holding a canister, which is a canister tied with hemp rope, which is also called Fa The altar is filled with noodle soup and steamed buns, food prepared for the deceased on Huangquan Road.
Along the way, the north wind roars, sorrows and joys are melodious, and paper money is flying all over the sky.
The burial in the snowy world really suffered the relatives of the deceased.
The mountain road is a bit muddy, and it's even more terrible because we have to wear linen and filial piety, and we can't wear cotton jackets inside, and our teeth are only trembling in the cold.
Fortunately, I was wearing a set of more than 100 yuan in warm clothes, but it was my relatives who suffered. My father was holding a crying stick, and my mother was about to cry.
The eldest uncle and the second uncle supported grandma's coffin, and kept telling the coffin: "Mom, the road is a bit difficult, but we will definitely continue to walk."
"Mom, when you are there, you will be able to see my dad soon!"
If I were not the grandson of the deceased, it would sound creepy.
The Chinese pay attention to "things die as things live". For the relatives who have died, they must choose the best tombs and use the best funeral equipment.
The third aunt was willing to spend money, but felt a pity that she lost a paper man. "This is a pair of paper men we bought at Lao Li's house in Anle Town for more than 200 yuan. Only one is left. Why are you embarrassed to take it out?"
The Chinese also pay attention to being in pairs. They were originally a "golden boy and jade girl". Unfortunately, the "golden boy" was burned by the old Taoist priests in advance.
The old guy is now holding the soul-calling bell to clear the way, I followed him with the soul-calling flag, and asked: "Why did you put the paper man bought by my third aunt on fire? She is complaining?"
"Pan Dao has ordered this paper man to go to the underworld to speak to your grandpa, and your grandpa and grandma will soon be reunited in the underworld!" The old guy started talking nonsense again.
When we hurried to the cemetery with difficulty, the old mason had already dug up grandpa’s grave with his helper, revealing the dark tomb. Before burial, firecrackers were fired, and then sacrifices were made.
The children and grandchildren knelt goodbye and sent the coffin to the tomb.
Maybe the country is right to advocate cremation, because the cemetery is too expensive to die. The urn occupies a small area, so you can spend less money on the cemetery.
All paper tie products must be burned in the fire, including wreaths.
However, in some places, wreaths were left on the heads of the graves, which made people passing by look at Ge Ying.
Sacrifices are used to honor the ghosts and messengers of the underworld. I don’t believe this, and the uncle doesn’t believe it very much, but in order to show the filial piety of the children and grandchildren, I still leave the sacrificed animals on the tomb. Which beasts, or that crazy Taoist.
When I returned to my uncle's house, I immediately felt relaxed. I saw several of my uncles, but they recognized me, but I didn't recognize them.
My mother introduced me to my uncles. One of them went to Zhengzhou and the other stayed in Donggou.
I've seen a few of those who are left, so I'm not unfamiliar.
To go from Huimeng Town to Donggou, you have to pass through Yehugou.
The old Taoist immediately asked my uncle about the exact location of Yehugou, but the uncle who had passed through the provincial capital respected the old Taoist priest and hoped that he would go to the provincial capital to help find a treasured geomantic land.
Although Donggou had a famous Henan opera player, he was still very poor, so much so that people there wanted to leave their hometown and go out to make fun.
31 Novel app download address I returned to my uncle’s house in Huimeng Town. After we had eaten the meal, the old Taoist took me and ran to the pony van. Zhenmin had already been waiting in the car.
The pony started the car and drove in the direction of Donggou.
I hurriedly asked, "Are you going to Yehugou now? I'm not ready yet, and I don't have enough time!"
The veteran Taoist responded: "Do you think we have enough time? Last night, the tomb owner had sent a ghost messenger to claim your life. If it weren't for the poor road to burn the paper man in time, I'm afraid next year today, it will be you. Death day!"
I still don't believe it, but I was scared by the paper man last night, and I didn't dare to quibble. I was considering how to deal with our department director
The road to Donggou is not easy, and the van is a bit bumpy.
Brother Zhenmin told the pony to drive slowly, otherwise, once the car is driven into the ditch, today will be our anniversary of death next year.
Xiao Ma's face turned pale, and beads of sweat came out on his forehead.
Seeing this, the old Taoist immediately ordered to stop. Brother Zhenmin also saw that the situation was not good, so he immediately grabbed the steering wheel and stepped on the brake.
The van made a turn on the mountain road and stopped. I grabbed the handrails in the carriage.
The pony was undecided, and he hesitated to explain: "I feel that someone is strangling my neck, and someone is chasing after the car." (End of this chapter)