Ghost Blowing Lamp II

Chapter 77
It is said that immediately after a person dies, he or she puts the naked body upside down on the soil, which can suffocate the soul of the dead person and prevent him from being reborn forever. When Huang Pizi comes at night and sees that the deceased is willing to do this, he will stop pursuing his descendants. Even if the debt is written off, there are three unfilial acts since ancient times, and having no descendants is the greatest. In order to continue the incense, Lao Yangpi will do whatever he can to save his descendants, otherwise once Huang Daxian comes to the door, the descendants of the Yang family will surely There is no way to survive, not only the things in the house have to be dumped by Huang Pizi, but also in the event of three declines and six prosperity, they have to be hung up with the little Huang Pizi to change their lives...

After Lao Yangpi finished speaking, he hugged his son and cried, feeling very sad about parting from life and death. We have never heard of such crooked things. My grandfather has dealt with Fengshui tombs all his life. I didn't even hear him mention the weird custom of "burying naked corpses upside down", but Lao Yangpi said it seriously, as if the situation had reached a very serious and unmanageable point. I don't know what to do.

Fatty, Ding Sitian and I discussed it on the sidelines. First of all, we are atheists. Even if the old weasel can harm people, it is impossible for it to have supernatural powers. After being reincarnated, I felt that Lao Yangpi's irrational behavior should be stopped. If he died and buried at home for seven days and seven nights before digging out, it would be difficult to issue a death certificate.

But then we considered that the Lao Yangpi family firmly believed in this, and if we objected, Lao Yangpi would really have trouble today. After all, we are outsiders, and the responsibility is too great. We might as well agree to him temporarily so that he Healing his illness with peace of mind, and then rushing to Qili to ask a doctor to diagnose and treat him is a way to delay the attack. Although it is not good to deceive people, there is no problem with the motive.

So we said in unison that we agreed to Lao Yangpi's last wish, and let him rest assured that everything will be done according to his orders. Unexpectedly, Lao Yangpi forced everyone to swear and swear, and we had no choice but to face him. Swearing, while saying in my heart: "It doesn't count, it doesn't count, it doesn't count..."

I wanted to find a chance to sneak out to Qili to find a doctor, but Lao Yangpi stared at us closely, telling him all the details after his death over and over again, until he confirmed that everyone had understood and memorized, suddenly his eyes flashed Turned over, kicked his legs and swallowed.

Lao Yangpi died very suddenly, and everyone didn't react for a while. When they realized what was going on, they found that there was no way to save them. After a long time, Lao Yangpi's son begged our educated youth to help with the funeral, and everything will be handled according to Lao Yangpi's last words.

This time the three of us were in a difficult situation. We wanted to delay going to a doctor to treat Lao Yangpi, but he left without warning. For the first time, we felt the impermanence of human life. , and had no choice but to act in accordance with his last words. After all, death is the most important thing, and this is also a kind of respect for the wishes of the deceased.

The fat man and I endured our grief and dug a grave under the yurt, and the remaining body was undressed for burial. It is not suitable for outsiders to be present. We three educated youths were waiting outside the yurt. Lao Yangpi's son buried his father Afterwards, the yurt was tightly closed and no publicity was made.

The pastoral area is sparsely populated, and few outsiders come here. Except for the five of us, the three educated youths, and Lao Yangpi’s son and daughter-in-law, no one else knows about this matter. We have to bear the spirit first, wait for seven days, and then formally restrain ourselves. The remains of old sheepskin.

Fatty, Ding Sitian and I are very heavy hearted. Lao Yangpi, a poor and lower-middle peasant who has been with us day and night for a few days, actually left as soon as he said it. How could it be so easy for a person to go from life to death?Things were so sudden that people couldn't accept this reality. Sitting on the grass hill not far from the yurt, looking at the endless grassland, my heart felt empty, as if someone had cut something with a knife, and Ding Sitian cried even more. He became a tearful person, his eyes were like rotten peaches.

Fatty and I couldn't persuade her, until Ding Sitian cried so much that she couldn't stop crying, so she sat silently on the grass hill in a daze. He called everyone to eat, but no one was in the mood to eat and drink, and at night they sat around in another yurt to watch the night.

We remembered that Lao Yangpi said before his death that there must be yellow leather to howl tonight, no matter what strange things happen, we should not pay attention to them. Although this matter is very unreliable, we still feel a little uneasy in our hearts. No one can be sure if something will happen at night. Ding Sitian was tired from crying, and fell asleep with crystal clear tears on her face, while Fatty and I sat cross-legged, listening to the wind and grass outside with our ears open.

The fat man asked me, "Are we being a bit idealistic? I always feel that it is inappropriate to bury Lao Yangpi like this. His old man must have been ill and his brain was burnt out. He is a bamboo boarder who reads three notes." ——When I think about it, it’s like a story, but we are all rational, with a high degree of class struggle theory and rich practical experience in struggle, and Lao Yang is confused, and Lao Hu and we can’t be confused with him.”

I nodded and said: "I can't approve of this way of burying the dead with naked corpses upside down. I haven't heard of such precedents since ancient times, but you must know that this person died like a lamp. Did Yangpi talk nonsense before he died? After all, we have lived and died together through thick and thin. We are comrades in arms. If we did not agree to his last wish at that time, I am afraid that he will pass away with deep regret. This is what we do not want to see right?"

Fatty and I discussed it for a while. It was purely a matter of worrying about salty food. In the end, it was the intention of Lao Yangpi's family to be buried according to Lao Yangpi's last instructions. We have no right to interfere too much. One side supports the other. One side also has its own way of life, China is so big, there must be many folk customs that we don't understand, although in theory we should criticize this crooked way, but some things can still be worked around, anyway, only Seven days, seven days later, it will not be too late to hold a memorial service in an ordinary and formal way. As long as the five of us keep the secret, how will outsiders know?As long as it doesn't spread, it shouldn't be a big problem.

We lamented and cherished Lao Yangpi's life again, and felt that he lacked a kind of rebellious spirit in his bones. He lived a miserable life and had to arrange his own affairs in this way. I don't know if this is sad or not. Poor, anyway, it makes people feel uncomfortable when they think about it.

We waited until midnight, when suddenly there was a sad wind outside the tent, the whimpering wind became more and more intense, and the sound of muffled thunder rumbled in the sky from time to time, the nerves of the fat man and I immediately tensed up, this movement was not good , I was afraid that something would happen, I only heard the thunder gradually increasing, one after another, Ding Sitian was also awakened from the dream by the thunder, wiping the tears on his face, his expression was very panic, I shook her head. He waved his hand, signaling not to worry, and plugging his ears would stop him from hearing.

But there is not much rain on the grassland, and now it is the time when winter is approaching, the loud thunder is really abnormal. We wanted to wait and see what happened, but the thunder sounded wrong, as if it was falling around us, I couldn't sit still anymore, so I had to go outside to check. I saw thick black clouds in the sky, and lightning bolts appeared continuously on the yurt where Lao Yangpi was buried.

Seeing this, Lao Yangpi's son was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. I supported him and asked what happened?This thunder was too evil.

Lao Yangpi's son had a clumsy mouth and clumsy cheeks, and he squeaked for a long time before he could speak clearly. It turned out that he felt that it was too inappropriate to take off the old sheepskin and bury him in the underground. How can you treat your own father like this?If this matter got out in the future, he would never be able to hold his head up and be a man, so he thought of a compromise method, wrapped the corpse in a layer of white silk, and then buried it in the hole with the head and feet upside down. The old man's instructions caused disaster.

Fatty and I looked at each other, and felt strange, what's the big deal about wrapping the corpse in white silk, it wouldn't cause such a big thunderstorm, and seeing the thunder and lightning, could it be that they wanted to chop something?

Everyone asked me what to do now. If Lei Zhao continues to fight like this, something will happen, but this matter is beyond the scope of my knowledge and experience. I don't know what to do, but the fat man came up with an idea and said: "Is it the old man?" Sheeppi blamed his son for not being obedient, this was a shock for us, or else hurry up and dig up the soil again, and remove the white silk wrapping the body for him, anyway, let’s try it, just in case it works.”

Lao Yangpi's son is the most uninitiated, his ears are very soft. After hearing what the fat man said, he even slapped himself. He must have not followed his last words. He missed by a tiny bit, and the difference was a thousand miles away. I don't know if there is still time to make up for it. , but there is no other way, now I can only go to the yurt to dig out the corpse.

At the risk of being struck by thunder, we hurriedly picked up the shovel to dig the grave that was just buried in the afternoon. Halfway through the digging, the thunder weakened, but there was still a dull rumbling sound from time to time in the clouds. After opening the buried soil, everyone was stunned. Is the grave buried in old sheepskin or yellow leather?

There were muffled thunders over the grassland one after another. Lao Yangpi's son led me and the fat man to dig out Lao Yangpi's body again. The hole was buried eight feet deep. It would take a lot of effort to dig it up again, but it was like a death call there. Under the burst of thunder, we did not dare to delay for a moment. It didn't take much effort, a layer of white silk was exposed in the pit.

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