My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Chapter 11 Walking the mountain and meeting a funeral, what to fear

the next day.

early morning.

Had breakfast.

"I'm going to help Aunt Li's house today, do you want to go with me?" Li Siyu was dressed plain.

This time, she didn't carry a basket or anything.

Zhang Hao shook his head: "I won't go."

"Okay." Li Siyu paused, hesitated, and then said: "I didn't prepare lunch for you today, you can go to Aunt Li's house to eat."

"Let's wait and see. We may not be able to make it through noon. If we can't make it through, I will take care of lunch myself." Zhang Hao said after thinking for a moment.

Li Siyu glanced at him suspiciously, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, raised his head after a while, and immediately said: "Well, I transferred some money to you, you can go buy some food."

Zhang Hao doesn't like crowded places, and he has never attended anyone's banquet.

Li Siyu knew this since childhood.

She didn't say anything else, turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Looking at the back of her leaving, Zhang Hao simply stretched his body and started to clean up the dishes.

After clearing away the bowls and chopsticks as quickly as possible, he turned around and went back to the house, took out the invasion knife that he had prepared in advance, saw the sharp edge of the blade flashing with cold light, he wrapped the invasion knife in cloth and pinned it to his back .

Afterwards, he took out Gulinglan, put on the straw sandals, wrapped all the incense stand, standing incense, red rope, etc., and some fruit tributes, and carried them on his back.

By the way, I took out a straight wooden stick I found in the cellar of my home as a crutch, everything was ready, and I just had to go down the mountain.

Standing in the small courtyard with all the equipment on his body, Zhang Hao turned his head and stared at the towering mountain behind him. The corners of his mouth were gradually drawn into a smile.

He used the method described in the ancient book yesterday to simply calculate it.

I found that today is a good time to walk the mountains, everything goes well, and I can find the treasures in the mountains.

Zhang Hao couldn't wait a long time ago. After seeing the result, he immediately decided to go to the mountain today.

No, after Li Siyu left, he finished packing and was ready to go.

Looking at the dilapidated courtyard again, he sighed silently and shook his head.

No longer hesitating, he held a cane in one hand and an empty Gu Linglan in the other. With his luggage on his back and straw sandals on his feet, he strode out of the small courtyard.

……

Walking on the half-dry and half-muddy dirt road in the village, he raised his head and straightened his back.

Today will be the most important day in his life.

Regardless of whether there is any gain from walking the mountain, it means that he has really made a change, and he will no longer be idle and idle like in the previous life.

However, Zhang Hao soon discovered that the village was a little strange and unusual.

The time was exactly 7 in the morning.

Logically speaking, this is the time for everyone to go to the field. Usually on the road, you can see people carrying hoes and farm tools ready to go to the field, but today...he walked all the way to the entrance of the village and was about to go up the mountain. Passed a person, even a child did not see.

It's really weird.

Could it be that the villagers are on holiday today?
No, farmers who cultivate the land have no holidays.

Just when Zhang Hao was feeling a little puzzled, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a piece of yellowed paper money stuck to the ground in the front corner, with the upper part fluttering in the wind, which was very eye-catching.

In an instant, his steps stopped, his pupils shrank slightly, and his expression became a little unnatural.

Paper money... is still a relatively new kind of paper money.

Combined with the fact that there was no one on the road just now, and that Li Siyu often went to Aunt Li's house to help during this time...

Zhang Hao quickly thought of a possibility.

In the village... no one will hold a funeral today!

There is a custom in Zhaojia Village that the dead should stay at home, and the funeral will be held on the seventh day of the vigil.

Also, if a family has a funeral, every household in the village needs to send someone to help that day, even if there is nothing to do.

This can also explain why Zhang Hao can't see anyone when he goes out today, and why he can still see paper money on the road.

Seven days ago... seven days ago wasn't exactly the day he was reborn.

Zhang Hao stood where he was, temporarily abandoning other thoughts, and focused on recalling a situation he had seen in ancient books.

[Walk in the mountains to meet the funeral, in the middle of bad luck, walk quickly]

The general idea is that if you encounter a funeral person before walking the mountain, it is not conducive to walking the mountain, and it is easy to bring the bad luck of the funeral person up the mountain, collide with the mountain god, and collide with the spirit of the mountain.

But it wouldn't be good if he turned around now and went home immediately.

He is fully prepared to go to the mountain. This is his first time to go to the mountain. If he goes back like this, it will also have an impact on his subsequent mountain walking.

Damn it, everything went well in the mountain walk as agreed, play me!
But fortunately, he only saw the paper money and hadn't met the funeral procession yet. The bad luck on his body was relatively light. As long as he went up the mountain and held a simple ceremony, he wouldn't be able to bump into the mountain god.

To put it simply, it is too late to go up the mountain now.

With this in mind, Zhang Hao stopped hesitating, raised his feet and prepared to leave.

at this time.

Drip and pull~
On a small road in the village next to Zhang Hao, a suona sounded with a little festive meaning, but also an inexplicable sense of desolation.

Zhang Hao turned his head abruptly, his constricted pupils saw a group of people dressed in white coarse cloth, blowing suonas, beating gongs, or throwing yellowed paper money in the air, or holding flags The procession walked past the houses and followed the path up the hill.

"Old man, after you leave, how can I live alone, ah ha ha, old man, take me away too..."

"Dad, why did you leave? We still want to continue honoring you. Dad, don't you care about your children? Why are you willing to leave like this..."

"woo woo woo woo……"

Wearing pointed white hats, white coarse cloth jackets, and black trousers and shoes, the four were carrying a dark brown coffin at a dead corner.

Behind the coffin, there are people dressed in linen and mourning, with black cloth hanging on their left arms.

They prostrated themselves on the ground, or kneeled, or squatted, howling, weeping hard, their pants were stained with mud and lost their original color, even so, they were still trying to catch up with the coffin.

Behind these filial sons, there are villagers in black plain clothes and black cloth on their left arms. Some of them secretly wiped their tears, some bowed their heads in silent mourning, some wept uncontrollably, and some followed silently with the corners of their mouths drooping.

Accompanied by the suona sound lingering above everyone's heads and hearts, a sense of sadness and desolation enveloped everything here.

Zhang Hao was not affected by that sad, bleak feeling, and the emotions in his heart were mixed.

He recognized the family following the coffin.

It is Uncle Zhao's family in the north of the village. It is estimated that Uncle Zhao is over 90 years old, which is considered a long life in the village.

But the funeral was really a coincidence...

What are you afraid of...what are you coming to.

I just thought that I must never meet the funeral procession, as long as I avoid the funeral procession, then my walk today will not be affected.

But in the next second, the funeral procession is coming...

Zhang Hao shuddered Lingling, and immediately came back to his senses.

Now that he met the funeral procession, he couldn't sit still, he had to do something.

At this moment, he recalled the solution recorded in "Zoushan Travel Notes" when he encountered a funeral procession before walking up the mountain.

It's very simple, only: [sacrifice to the mountain god, drive away bad luck, seek safety]

As long as you rush to the foot of the mountain before the funeral procession climbs, worship the mountain god, and wash away the bad luck on your body, you can walk the mountain normally.

With this in mind, Zhang Hao didn't dare to waste time, he raised his feet and ran towards the foot of the mountain.

(End of this chapter)