Escorting the coffin and walking in a piece of ice and snow, my mood has been very depressed. It may be that the master and Jiu Bian Taoist passed away one after another, which made me unable to let go.
It’s a long way from here to Xuankongguan. My two Yang family and I drove a big car and stopped. It was cold and cold. After eating dry food for two days and drinking cold water for another two days, the two Yang family members began to have a stomachache.
I couldn't bear it in my heart. After all, they were helping me. The escort of the coffin was not very urgent, and the corpse would not rot in this weather. I told them that if there are villages along the way, you can stop for a while, eat some warm rice, and get some medicine to treat your stomach by the way.
Who knows that I am a bit late to say this. The previous village has been missed. If you go forward, it will take at least a day and a half to find another village.
I was in a bad mood and seldom talked along the way. The two brothers of the Yang family had already seen it, so they didn’t dare to speak too much. There should be a village nearby.
While thinking about it, he followed the road in his memory to find the village. He remembered that the intersection of the village was a three-way intersection.
I searched for about half an hour before and after, and as dusk approached, I found a three-way intersection.
However, there were seven or eight people at the three fork in the road, looking around, not knowing what they were doing. I've been running around for a long time, and I'll be careful in everything, and I looked at these people carefully. These people should all be villagers in the village. They seem to be from good family backgrounds, and they are more elaborate.
When the carriage arrived here, these people hurriedly gathered around. Among them was a man in his forties who tentatively asked: "How many people are coming from the south?"
"What? Something?"
"You take the liberty to ask, this, this..." The middle-aged man gave a dry smile, looked at the back of the cart, and said: "Dare to ask, the back of the car, isn't it... Is it pulling a coffin?"
As soon as I heard this, I suddenly became suspicious. When I returned to my hometown, I used to be more evasive. Therefore, the coffin of the cart was covered with several layers of cloth and was stuffed with hay. I don't know the origin of this middle-aged man, but I just said that we were pulling the coffin on the cart, which made me beware.
"Who are you?" A Yang family rolled their eyes and said, "We passed by here. You make way."
"What we were looking for was passing through here." The middle-aged man also had water in his eyes. When he saw the brother's appearance, he knew that he was right. He became diligent and took out a bag from him. Cigarettes that are rare in the countryside, let us let them, and while letting the cigarettes say: “It’s such a cold day, my brothers have to rush to the road. Our village is just over there, not far from here, and we have a rest in the village. It’s readily available."
Not only me, but even the two Yang family members were puzzled. We didn't know each other before. This was to make Yan an invitation to be a guest, and to be courteous without incident.
"Let's go." I was planning to find a temporary settlement in a village, but when I saw these people's actions, I didn't want to stay here. I greeted the two people from the Yang family and went on the road immediately.
Who knows that the middle-aged man was in a hurry, led a person to stand in front of the cart, and begged: "I have something to say,
If you have something to say, let's discuss it. "
"What to discuss? No one knows anyone, so what can I discuss?"
"If I guess right, there is a man in the coffin pulled up by your cart." The middle-aged man slapped his lips, and may also think that it is not good to be circumspect, so he said directly: "Excuse me for taking the liberty, brother, this Can the coffin and the dead in the coffin be sold to us?"
"Huh?" The two Yang family looked at each other, then looked back at me, both dizzy. Growing up, it was the first time I heard that I was going to buy a dead person.
"I said, can you sell us the coffins on your cart and the dead in the coffins." The middle-aged man said sincerely, "The price is good. It's a cold day. It's not easy for brothers to travel around. , How much do you want, make a price."
"Not for sale." The two guys in the Yang family were completely dizzy, rejected the middle-aged man, and drove the cart to leave. But the seven or eight people refused to let go, and stood in front of the cart together. One of them was aged and almost knelt down.
As a result, the two of them had no idea, and looked back at me. When I encountered such a strange thing, my first reaction was to ignore it and not pester the other party.
As soon as I winked, the two Yang family members didn't care about that much, and the car pulled back, turned around and left. The few people still wanted to stop, the Yang family who drove the car slapped their whip and yelled: "We still have an urgent matter. You are here to stop you, what do you want to do!"
These few people may really be from the village, but they flinched immediately after being scolded by the guys of the Yang family. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the cart screamed and rushed directly.
When they ran out for two miles, the Yang family sitting in front turned their heads and smiled, and said, "This group of people is really ridiculous. They want to buy a dead person home for the New Year. I don't know what they think."
I also think this thing is weird, but there must be some reasons why those people can't say it, otherwise, no one would run to the intersection at this time and stop Fuling's car.
Moreover, I faintly felt a little unreliable in my heart. This group of people had never known us, but they knew that our car was pulling a coffin when they spoke. This is too outrageous. I don't want to cause so much trouble, so I ask two people to work harder, at least have to go out for 20 or 30 miles.
The two agreed, and galloped in the last ray of sunset in the evening. The road in front of me was relatively flat, and I ran out for fifteen or six miles in one breath. After fifteen or six miles, the road began to be rugged and difficult to walk. I saw that the time was almost there, so I asked them to stop and find a quieter place to stay.
There happened to be a forest ahead. The edge of the forest was flat. We parked the cart here and picked up some firewood together, lit the fire, and roasted the hard and dry food.
The three of them were a little tired after rushing to the sky, leaving one vigil and the other two sleeping. I wanted to watch the night, but the two Yang family members hurriedly stopped, saying that I was a distinguished guest of their Patriarch, and they absolutely did not dare to let me watch the night.
I couldn't get rid of it, and I was really sleepy, so I wrapped a blanket and lay down by the campfire to fall asleep.
My eyes are astringent, but when I lie down, I can't help but think of the master and the fake master. The master is dead, and the fake master is nowhere to be seen until now. I recalled the dream I once had, that the fake master was tied to
Dream under the waterfall.
Dreams are just dreams, but I don’t know why. I always feel that this dream is so real.
After thinking for a long time, I gradually fell asleep.
This time I slept very heavily, and did not dream. I don’t know how long it took. I was awakened by a sound of footsteps. The sound of footsteps was very close. When I opened my eyes after I woke up, I suddenly saw two people from the Yang family surrounding the extinguished one. The bonfire goes round and round.
They circled the bonfire, stepping on the dead branches and leaves on the ground, making a click. It was this sound that woke me up, I turned over and sat up, and when I saw the two of them now, I felt that something was wrong.
The two of them didn't even open their eyes, they just circled the fire for themselves, like walking dead.
I just stood up, just about to grab the two of them, and suddenly, I saw a pair of eyes in the woods next to me.
It was a pair of big eyes, each of which was about a foot long. Such big eyes, shimmering in the darkness, suddenly attracted my attention.
I couldn't help but look over, and the more I watched, the more I was frightened. In the deep woods, only these eyes seemed to flicker, but the owner of the eyes never showed up. I can't imagine what would grow out of such a big eye.
I was immediately alert and hurriedly grabbed the two Yang family members, but they seemed to be unconscious now. When I dragged them, the two of them were struggling together by appointment, and they were terrifying with great strength.
The two Yang family members that Yang Lei sent to me are not masters, because I just came out to help the spirits. It is impossible for someone to rob a coffin halfway. Therefore, you two Yang family members are very young, strong and strong, but their kung fu Not outstanding. At this time, they were in such a muddle-headed state, as if all the strength of their bodies had been stimulated, they suddenly threw off my hand, and continued to circle the fire non-stop.
I looked around and saw no half of a person. My eyes flickered, and I looked at the big scary eyes in the woods.
The two Yang family members are obviously affected by some external force. I think that most of them are affected by these shocking eyes.
What are those eyes
I held my breath, and slowly grabbed the knife in my waist. I didn't dare to rush into the woods, but I stayed here and didn't know what would happen next.
Hum...
At this moment, I don’t know where there was a sound like chanting scriptures. That voice was like hundreds of thousands of people chanting scriptures.
The sound of chanting floated to my ears, and I felt as if my body had become light and fluttering, and I was about to drift into the air with this and this sound.
At this moment, I couldn't help myself, my mind was blurred a lot, and I even gradually forgot where I was.
However, with only three or five breaths, the sound of He Shangqu suddenly sounded in my mind. I don't know how many times I have listened to this song, and it has been firmly imprinted in my heart.
He Shangqu was low and solemn, the tune drifted away in my heart, and the sound of chanting was suddenly diluted.
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