Chapter 80 Responsation (supplement)

(There are many problems today. I have a migraine problem at night. Even if I take painkillers, I still feel abnormally broken down, but I owe a number of words in my heart and I feel that I can't sleep soundly, so I still send it up.

This section and the previous section deal with a lot about China's traditional burial customs. With the popularity of cremation, people in the city may be unfamiliar with some sayings. I have a systematic introduction, but this has nothing to do with the theme and will take up a lot of space, so I have to give up. In fact, funerals in rural areas in some parts of China still remain the same as they were hundreds of years ago and have not changed.

Yellow people born from the soil may end up with the soil. From this perspective, cremation is a heresy. A hole is for reference only.)

"Dou, I can't find the coffin of Fourth Master Qi." The dazed Phoenix was disturbed by the shouts of the officials.

"Why can't I find the coffin?" Phoenix knew in his heart that even if the corpse really changed, the coffin would not disappear, at most it was a little damaged. It can't be taken away.

But Phoenix thought that he represented Wu Song at this moment, so let's go and have a look, so Phoenix walked over.

The grave bag has been dug up, and a pit more than one person has been dug deep. The two officials of the messenger's shovel stand at the bottom of the pit, and their heads are no longer under the horizon.

"You see, I have dug so deep, but I still haven't seen the coffin. I also came when I buried Fourth Master Qi, and I dug such a deep hole when I put the coffin." There was already some fear in the tone of the official's voice.

Phoenix understands that mortals are incomparable fear of death, and this fear, like infection, can also be caused by the dead.

"Well, the soil of this generation is not very stable. Maybe the coffin is a little submerged. You don't have to be afraid. Qi Si took care of you a lot before his life. Even if something happens, he will not come to hurt you. Don't scare yourself and continue to dig." Phoenix squatted by the grave and pointed to the two people under the pit: "You two come up. You should be tired of digging for so long. Let's go down."

If the two people continue to dig below, they can only become more and more afraid, the progress will become slower and slower, and spread this emotion to others. That's not what Phoenix wants to see. If you change two new people to go down and work hard, they will dig out. At this moment, Phoenix squatted on the grave. As soon as he looked up, he saw the mountain bag in the distance, and his heart suddenly moved.

So that's it. An Daoman is really a big deal.

The grave looks like a very shady place, on the north side of the mountain. And without an inscription, it looks like a lonely grave no matter how you look at it. But in fact, An Daoman has completely transformed this area of feng shui with the great wisdom of changing the world. The mountain bag in the south is used as the tombstone of this grave. If you look at it this, this tomb is really facing south, and the sun is indeed unlikely to buy it here. I said why I didn't find the blood magic used by the old man near this grave. Maybe he applied it to the mountain bag. Such a mighty man would not hesitate to use the secret arts. I will find a reason to go to Shanbao to see the old man's handwriting, and I will also see more.

Phoenix thought of this and reached out to twist the beard on his chin, but it was empty.

It seems that Wu Song, who dresses up as a young man with no long beard, is still not used to it.

As the soil of a shovel and a shovel was dug out, Phoenix also began to be suspicious. Now the pit has been dug nearly three people deep, and a large stone appears below. In any case, the coffin cannot sink under the stone block. Finally, after a 70 or 80 catties of stone was lifted out, the official who dug the pit stopped and all the people looked at the Phoenix together.

It's so strange. Sweat oozed from Phoenix's head, which he had never heard of. Perhaps Phoenix doesn't know much about amazing things, but he has seen a lot about the dead. Almost every undead he saw in the world of the dead will tell him where it was buried and how it was. Even if it was a tomb made of An Daoman, the coffin should be in it.

Phoenix calmed down: "Who is that?" That point pointed to the official who had been talking to him: "Did you really come when you buried Qi Si?"

"In return, the small one did come." The official looked very bad.

"Then you put it in the coffin and fill the earth. Did you set up the grave once, or did you fill it flat first, and then set up the tomb bag after a period of time?" Phoenix doesn't want to miss any clues.

"If you say so, I will remember. The day we came to set up the grave was in the morning. After Master An chose the location, we dug a pit and put the coffin in. When we were about to fill the soil, the county magistrate said something and had to go back to take care of it. After all, there is only one work in our government, as you know. When our brothers filled in the soil, it was time for lunch, so we made a mark on the place where the pit was dug, and then went to the surrounding villages and towns to eat something. In the afternoon, we set up the grave according to the mark. Although it was carried out twice, we did strictly follow the marked position, and there is nothing wrong with it. The official spoke slowly and then quickly. Obviously, he was carrying out detailed memories, and then told the story according to his memory.

"What marks do you use? The new soil dug out?" Phoenix is very interested in this, and he thinks that this is the key to solving the mystery of the location of the coffin.

"No, this is marked with new soil. It is very unlucky for passers-by to see it. I was also afraid that someone would poke the spine in the back, so they spread and flattened the old soil around them. We found a few stones and put them there as markers. What the official said was very ling, and Phoenix heard it. This should be completely from the truth of memory.

"The last question, did An Daoman give you anything to put in the grave bag above the horizon before he left?" Phoenix asked fiercely.

"There is indeed such a thing, but we did let it go according to Master An's will. Master An is your cronies, and we dare not be rebellious." The official waved his hands together and tried his best to deny his negligence.

"What he asked you to put should be something similar to a red stone." Phoenix has guessed eight or nine points in his heart.

"You're right. It's about a red stone about the size of a quarter of my fist, as if it had been stained with blood." The official recalled.

is chicken blood cinnabar! An Daoman suppressed the corpse below with Changhua chicken blood stone. The blood magic here should be far away from the mountain bag, and he is indeed a master.

"Look, look for it immediately, look carefully from the excavated soil, and everyone will participate to see if the stone is still there!" Phoenix was worried that once he said that the blood stone that was full of blood magic by An Dao disappeared, things may be really difficult to do.

With the first order, who dares not listen. Out of the three-person blowing team, all the officials and civilian husbands carefully searched for the stone in the excavated soil.

The crowd was silent and busy.

Half an hour has passed, and the excavated soil has been investigated three times and nothing has been found.

"Now you dig out four fingers deep within 50 steps to see if there is any fresh earth color. Look for it quickly." Phoenix didn't explain the reason, just gave an order.

Those officials seemed to have been scared by the shocked Phoenix. They took down the remaining shovels from the car and worked according to the order.

The four fingers are not deep, as long as a shovel and a pick can be dug. Therefore, someone soon reported that Phoenix walked over and calculated the distance. This place is 27 steps away from the grave that has just been dug.

Phoenix trembled and pointed down: "Just dig down from here. You should be able to dig something." Then he stood aside step by step.

If it hadn't been for these many changes, they should have completed the ceremony and are going back. The day in Yanggu in winter is very short. At this time, the sky is already slightly gray and the night is coming. Phoenix couldn't help shrinking his neck, partly because of the cold mixed in the wind, and partly because of the truth that was about to be dug out.