Chapter 69: Burning corpses
in the middle of the night It was already getting late, and the sunlight was gradually disappearing among the mountains.
The old man lay under the car and tinkered for a long time. Finally, he spread his hands and said in a local dialect: "Okay, it can't be repaired!"
"Brother, this is only ten kilometers away from Anjiazhai. If you don't want to be troubled, let's go." Go there?"
I was a little helpless. Seeing how sweaty the other party was, I had no choice but to pull out my backpack and prepare to walk there.
It's only a dozen kilometers to the left and right, and it only takes two hours to walk there.
The old man kept apologizing, and I was too embarrassed to say anything more. After saying a few polite words, he carried the package and walked forward.
When I left, I was still comforting myself. The other person seemed to be in a worse situation than me. I could get there on foot, but he had to wait here all night and could not leave until his car was repaired tomorrow.
While I was thinking about it, I heard the sound of an engine coming from behind. Looking back, I saw that the old man had jumped into the van, turned a corner, turned around and ran away.
At that time, my mind was buzzing, holy shit! Got cheated!
What's wrong with this car?
It was obvious that the other party was unwilling to pull me away, so he tricked me into getting out of the car, and then turned around and returned!
I was so angry that I wanted to chase him and ask for an explanation.
As a result, the other party ran much faster than when he came. The tattered van seemed to be hanging on the bumpy mountain road and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
I gave up after chasing for more than ten meters.
My body has just recovered, how can I catch up?
I was so angry that my heart ached, but I remembered what my boss said to me.
The world is dangerous and people's hearts are unpredictable. This sentence is really the most fucking truth in the world.
Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, I had no choice but to take out the flashlight from my bag and prepare for the night journey.
I hope that guy didn’t lie to me. There really are only a dozen kilometers left.
The further you go up, the denser the surrounding vegetation becomes, and the sky becomes darker and darker.
This place is far away from the national highway, so naturally it is not a scenic spot. Along the way, it was dark on both sides, and unknown birds were cooing.
I felt a little scared in my heart.
There are monsters in the deep mountains and old forests. This place is inaccessible. If any messy things appear, it may be difficult to deal with them.
Also, I have been walking for more than two hours. With my walking distance, it must be at least fifteen or sixteen kilometers.
But the surroundings are still deep mountains and old forests, and there is not even a shadow of a ghost.
Is the driver trying to trick me again?
I was secretly angry, but I had no choice but to keep moving forward.
After walking for a while, I suddenly saw a flash of red light halfway up the mountain in the distance.
Red light came from the dense forest, twinkling and floating.
I was refreshed, there was light and there were people.
Could it be that we have arrived somewhere?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but speed up my pace.
Maybe because I saw hope, my steps became much lighter next.
After turning two corners along the bumpy mountain road, the red light was right in front of us.
It was only then that I discovered that this was not a light at all, but actually a ball of fire.
Because I was so close, I could still see the looming figures around the fire. It looked like there were at least seven or eight people.
It's now past ten o'clock in the evening, and a group of people are lighting things on fire in the middle of the mountain road. This scene is really weird.
But now I was tired and hungry, and I didn’t know how far away Anjia Village was, so I had no choice but to move forward.
After walking a few steps further, I felt weird.
There were vaguely eight men around the fire, but these eight men seemed to be kneeling beside the fire, with their foreheads touching the ground, motionless.
The combustible objects in the flames were also really weird. They turned out to be paper people and horses made of white paper, all of which were used for funerals.
I looked around and saw a large vermilion coffin and a stalled farm tricycle next to it.
I stopped at that moment, feeling suddenly alert. This is a burial!
I have seen people burning paper in the middle of the night, and it is not unusual to kneel down while burning paper.
But the corpses buried in the middle of the night in Nanshan Funeral Home are all problematic corpses!
Either the body was faked and the body needs to be found in a place with excellent feng shui to slowly remove the hostility from the body, or the body should be sealed with something like a copper coffin or an iron coffin and buried deeply.
Anyway, you can't bury it by ordinary methods, otherwise, if the body becomes a corpse, it will crawl out and harm people.
These people were burning paper on the road in the middle of the night. Could it be that there was something wrong with the body in the coffin?
The fire gradually extinguished and the surroundings fell into darkness again.
After a while, an orange light lit up again, and then someone said: "Old Gen, everyone knows that you died unjustly, and they refused to close their eyes even after you died." "
But there are rules in the mountain. That's it. If you die, you have no one to blame but your own bad luck."
"Brothers have done everything they should do, so they deserve you. If you really have any grievances, don't harm the people in the village."
Lantern . Below, the men picked up pickaxes and began to dig holes in the middle of the road.
This makes me feel even more strange.
The people of Middle-earth take burials very seriously. Time, place, rules, everything must be taken into consideration.
Some people who are more particular about choosing a cemetery for the deceased make one choice after another, and never dare to be careless.
But looking at the posture of this group of people, it seems that they want to bury the coffin on the road?
Is this a rhythm that requires thousands of people to step on it and tens of thousands of people to suppress it?
You must know that it is taboo for anyone to step on the graves of the deceased. By burying the person on the road, aren't you deliberately making yourself uncomfortable?
Although it was a mountain road, there were rocks and tree roots blocking the way down, so the digging speed of the few people was very slow.
But there are many people on the other side, and everyone takes turns to attack, so they should be able to dig it out in a few hours.
I calculated the time, and after digging this grave on the road, I guessed it was already twelve o'clock.
Just in time for the midnight burial.
Zhang Sanfen told me that if the body is buried at midnight, the soul will not be destroyed.
The other party chose this time for burial, either out of ignorance or on purpose.
Judging from what the man said before, the other party probably chose midnight on purpose.
They were digging the grave there, and suddenly someone said: "Da Liu, if you bury your old roots here, can you really protect our village?" "How about we
wait a little longer, in case old man Xu tomorrow You just came back?"
Da Liu scolded: "The grave has been dug halfway! What do you want?" "
Besides, Lao Gen'er was a petty person in life, but he refused to close his eyes after death. If there is a fuss tonight, Who will take care of it?”
"Wait, wait, just wait! When old man starts making trouble, someone will arrest you and make you a scapegoat!"
The man's face turned red after being scolded, and then he sighed deeply and said, "What's going on! Zhaizi!" It was good, but someone had to mess with it."
"In order to make money, can you really close your eyes and not see life and death?"
He picked up the pickaxe and began to smash it heavily on the ground.
He lifted up one stone after another, causing mud to fly everywhere.
But I heard someone scream: "Bug! Bug!"
Everyone exclaimed in unison, and then dispersed.
Under the dim light, I could vaguely see countless dense black shadows on the ground spreading in all directions, as if they had dug out a bug nest.
The man named Da Liu hurriedly turned on the flashlight, and the surrounding area suddenly became brighter.
He said angrily: "Why are you panicking! We are all people living in the mountains, why are we afraid of insects?"
(End of Chapter)