Chapter 27 Flower-faced Tomb
All this happened so suddenly that in less than five minutes, an injured woman suddenly turned into a monster that wanted to eat people.
I was shocked and stammered to ask Xuanqing, "What's going on?" Xuanqing took out a cigarette from his pocket, scratched the match tremblingly. Looking at the sweat on his head, he was obviously scared. He took out a cigarette, took out a coat from the cabinet, wiped the blood stains on his hands, wrapped the insects on the ground, and said to him, "Squee this bug into the stove to burn. We are tricked. We have to find your fourth uncle quickly."
I carefully picked up the strange insect wrapped in a coat. I could still feel the blood of the worm beating at the touch of my hand. I didn't dare to rush into the stove pit and fill some dry wormtails that caught fire. After burning for a while, the sound of "Zizi" came from the stove from time to time. I didn't know if it was the dead bug. Hissing, or the sound of its fat cracking and steaming when it burns.
Although I don't know why all this happened, I feel that this is definitely not the virtuous Du Juan in the mouth of the fourth uncle. I'm afraid that the fourth uncle's visit is more or less auspicious.
Xuanqing saw that the worms in the stove had burned to ashes and pulled me out of the door to pick up the fourth uncle. I went out and saw a big fire in a house in the middle of the town. The autumn wind was tight, and the fire took advantage of the wind to set the whole building on fire. I couldn't see it well. The two-story building was Zhao Debiao's house. What's wrong with the fourth uncle What? I was anxious, but I heard someone knocking on the door. Xuanqing took me behind me and carefully lay down on the crack of the door, but refused to open the door for a long time. The person who knocked on the door also shouted in a muffled voice: "The bastard, it's me, open the door quickly!" As soon as I heard the voice of the fourth uncle, I quickly urged Xuanqing to open the door. Unexpectedly, Xuanqing made a silent gesture to me and asked in a low voice through the door, "Who do you think is the spirit of us?" The fourth uncle outside the door was obviously anxious and shouted helplessly, "My long spirit, okay. Open the door quickly and linger for a while. You have to catch me as an arsonist. Xuanqing turned around and nod to me: "Yes, it's your shameless fourth uncle."
When the fourth uncle entered the yard and looked at his awkward appearance, I could guess the severity of fighting with those young people just now. There was no complete dress all over his body, which were broken into pieces of cloth. I don't know what made many cuts in his belly, but they were all skin injuries. I secretly congratulated that the fourth uncle came back safely.
Xuanqing closed the door, grabbed the fourth uncle, and whispered, "You can't stay here for a long time. Du Juan, who came to see you yesterday, has been dead for a long time. It's just that someone gave me a "silver scorpion" to control the corpse cavity. If it hadn't been for the flaw in my speech, maybe it was us lying on the ground now.
I understood it when I heard Xuanqing's words. I vaguely remember that there was such a record in the Peeping Heavenly Sutra, but because the pages were incomplete, I didn't write them all down. I only knew that this was a branch of magic in southern Xinjiang, which was called "golden scorpion", but I could only let the corpse do some mechanical actions in a short time. Some uncontrollable "corpse-repelling" in Xiangxi will secretly plant "golden scorpses" on the corpses to control the corpses to walk.
However, there are few records of this kind of "silver dragonfly" on Du Juan's body. It is said that if you want to put a layer of wax paper on the head of the body and plant the "silver dragonfly" in, you will control the body according to the purpose of the person.
But because there are very few people who can make this kind of insect, even if they can cultivate it, the chance of success is very small. But I don't know who can raise such a big "silver scorpion".
The fourth uncle heard Xuanqing say that he came to find him yesterday was just a dead cavity controlled by insects. His eyes wide. He went into the room and saw that he did not react much, but I could see the loss and self-reproach in his eyes.
just said to us, "When I sneaked into the house, a group of people rushed at me. When I saw that posture, I was already prepared. I saw that they found it and turned around and ran away. Unexpectedly, those people followed me up and down the building for a long time. I was so tired that I almost vomited blood, and I didn't see their breath at all. Disarray, and his eyes were gray. He knew that he had been hit by magic. He simply burned the whole building and jumped out of the window in the chaos.
After saying that, he didn't know where to find a sack and put Du Juan's body in it, saying that he wanted to find a good place to bury it, but Xuanqing insisted on cremating Du Juan's body, otherwise something else would happen.
The fourth uncle had no choice but to sigh, as if he was sighing God's injustice, and his sadness overflowed with words. Grandpa once said to me, "How many cigarettes and how many drinks you smoke and how much wine you drink in your life are all recorded in the small notebook of the Lord of Hell. God is the fairest. Everything that should be reported before death has to be reported back, and no one can owe anyone. I believe in fate and believe that good and evil will eventually be rewarded.
Before leaving, the fourth uncle worshipped his mother and carried a sack. Xuanqing carried the color TV. I was not idle. With luggage, the three of them drove towards the river. When I got on the boat, I couldn't help wondering who wanted to kill the fourth uncle. If it was Zhao Dahu, he should not have that courage, let alone so much ability. After thinking about it, there is only the mysterious "Li Yiheng"!
But what is his purpose for harming the fourth uncle? Is it just to stop the fourth uncle from sealing his pulse? In order not to add obstacles to the fourth uncle, I didn't ask much.
At sunset, the sun was like blood, and the river was red. The ripples in the river kept patting the hull, which was very comfortable. From time to time, fishermen greeted the fourth uncle on the boat, and the fourth uncle also responded enthusiastically. It seems that when I got on the boat, I forgot all my troubles and hummed a minor tune: "My sister's figure is unpredictable. Listen to me sing 18..."
In the evening, we arrived at the Wuli River. After walking for more than a month, it was still the same, but tonight, the lights were on. Think about it, tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival, and we may be stacking ingots and printing coins at home.
When I got home, my parents' blame for me was diluted by the color TV I brought back. My mother usually loved to show it. In less than an hour, the whole village knew that there was a game called color TV in my house. The room was full of people watching. The room could not be crowded, so they stood on the stove and stood up the cabinet to watch. The villagers didn't leave until midnight. The second child did not have the arrogant face of the past.
The next morning, I ran to my fourth uncle's house to give him the milky white Nirvana, but the fourth uncle said that the jade would return to its original pale yellow in a few days. Take good care of me first.
The fourth uncle and Xuanqing are both dressing up. I know where they are going again. The fourth uncle said that today is September 9th, and the sun is heavy. He wants to go to Lalagou with Xuanqing to see if there is any change in the earth's eye. The fourth uncle didn't let me follow, but Xuanqing said that it's okay for children to see and see, and this time it's not to catch corpses and ghosts, and there is no danger. The fourth uncle had no choice but to bring me such an oil bottle.
There are two roads to Lalagou, one of which is a mountain road. Because the two sides of the path are full of Lala seedlings, which is very difficult to walk, so most people who go in and out will choose to take the waterway. The boat went down the water all the way. When it came to the flower-faced grave, it saw the gongs and drums on the mountain, which was very lively. Xuanqing asked doubtfully, "Is it possible that there is a master who dares to get married on the Double Ninth Festival?" The fourth uncle shook his head: "Every September 9 is the day when the gods come from nearby villages and towns to gather. They compare their own fairies and show their unique skills. It is not much inferior to the "Huashan on the Sword" in that novel.
When Xuanqing and I heard what the fourth uncle said, we had to go up and have a look. The fourth uncle hasn't been here for several years, and we also want to see it. We got off the boat and went straight to the ropeway on the hillside of the Flower-faced Tomb.
This flower-faced tomb, called the grave, is actually a stone mountain that rises steeply in the river, like an axe and a knife around it. There is only a simple plank road that twists and turns leading to the top of the mountain. There is another strange legend about the origin of the flower-faced grave in the village. Decades ago, this was still a river beach. A errand boy (single) who fished on the river all year round was full of white spots on his face. Everyone called him a flowery face. Before his death, he was told the villagers to bury him in the river beach. The villagers were puzzled and never I have heard that he settled on the river beach after his death, but the deceased was so big that all the people left, but a few days after being buried, a flood washed away the grave. When the water reced, a mushroom-shaped hill was pulled up on the flat ground. The mountain rose when the water was seen. Decades of years, it has become today's scale. The old people in the village said that this A treasure land, if there is such a beautiful face, there is such a good shelter, not only an emperor, but also a general. Later, the great immortals of this generation also moved their nests there.