Since no one can be buried in the back mountain, then what happened to my mother and why she was buried in the back mountain?
I found that when mentioning Houshan, my dad and grandma's expressions would become a little solemn, as if they didn't want to mention it at all, or let more people know about it.
"Let's go" My dad said something and walked straight out, followed closely by the old corpse maker.
I glanced at Xia Mo next to me.
She gestured for me to follow, but even if she didn't gesture, I would follow.
Regarding the mountain behind, I found that my heart was full of curiosity.
What secrets are there in the back mountain?
Following all the way, we arrived at the back mountain.
I saw a compass appeared in the hands of the old corpse craftsman.
Xia Mo followed me, silent as always.
But I saw that Xia Mo's eyes had always been on the old corpse maker and had never moved away.
My dad followed the old corpse maker closely.
For a long time, I saw the old corpse maker holding a compass in his hand and moving around.
Finally, the old corpse maker stopped.
Seeing where the old corpse maker stopped, my whole heart trembled, because the figure of the old corpse maker actually stopped in front of my mother's grave.
"That's it."
After a moment, the old corpse maker's deep voice came out.
After he finished speaking, he looked at my dad.
At this time, my dad's face was also surprisingly ugly.
After a while, my dad asked the old corpse maker: "Mr.
Corpse, we have found the place, what should we do next?"
The old corpse maker stared at my mother's grave for a long time, and then he said to my father that he would need to find another place for the owner of this tomb, and he would have to bury my grandfather's body in it. , Only in this way can I suppress my grandfather.
"No, this grave cannot be moved."
But the moment the old corpse maker finished speaking, my father spoke directly, with a hint of determination in his voice, and asked to move my mother's grave.
If nothing else, even I won't agree.
Moving graves is also a taboo, as it will disturb the deceased.
There was not much expression change on the old corpse craftsman's face, as if he already knew that we would reject his request.
After a moment of silence, the old corpse craftsman said lightly.
"I've been around your village for a while, and this is the only place that can suppress the corpse evil."
After saying that, the old corpse maker looked at my dad, obviously waiting for my dad to make a decision, but my dad almost didn't need to think before he spoke again.
"Mr.
Corpse, this grave really cannot be moved.
See if you can think of other ways."
After my dad finished speaking, the old corpse maker fell into deep thought, staring at the grave.
At this moment, my dad quickly stood up, pointed to the small grave bag next to him, and asked the old corpse maker, "Is this okay?"
no The old corpse maker frowned and asked whose tomb this was.
My father said that this was an unknown solitary tomb.
If possible, he would find another place for the people in the tomb.
"The distance is only one foot.
I should be able to borrow something, right here.
But I have to make it clear first.
I can't guarantee that nothing will happen.
After all, you have no use for the place I chose."
The old corpse maker made it very clear that if my mother was given a different grave and my grandfather could be buried in it, nothing would happen.
But now it has been changed to another place, so he could not guarantee it 100%.
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In response, my dad solemnly nodded and said that this was the place.
Finally, the old corpse maker decided on it, and then asked us to go back to get the things and dig the grave directly.
The longer this matter is delayed, the easier it will be.
Make trouble.
I followed my dad and hurried home.
This time, Xia Mo did not follow me, but stayed in the back mountain.
On the way home, I couldn't restrain my doubts and asked my dad out loud, who is my mother?
How did you die?
Obviously, my dad didn't expect me to ask this question suddenly.
He frowned and looked at me and said, "Why are you asking this?
Didn't I tell you?
Your mother left when she gave birth to you."
I looked at my dad's expression and knew that he didn't want to tell me more.
Even if there was something hidden, he wouldn't tell me, so I had to give up.
After returning home, according to the old corpse maker's instructions, we found a piece of black cloth and four tall bamboo poles, and prepared tools for digging graves.
My dad and I returned to the back mountain again.
After arriving, the old corpse craftsman divided four bamboo poles into dead ends and inserted them into the ground, and then made a large piece of black cloth into a tent to block the sun.
After finishing it, the old corpse craftsman lit a candle and a stick of incense in front of the grave.
I asked Xia Mo next to me what that meant.
Xia Mo told me that he was asking the Lord in the tomb to find a new place for him.
If he agreed, the candle would not be extinguished until the incense was burned out.
If something unexpected happens along the way, it will prove that this tomb cannot be moved.
I nodded, quite surprised that there were so many doorways here.
The stick of incense was burned out quickly, and there was no problem in the process.
The old corpse craftsman stepped forward and stopped it, and shouted: "Dig a grave."
The moment the old corpse maker finished speaking, my dad and I took action directly, holding hoes and shovels in our hands, and began to dig up the small grave in front of us.
The grave was not big and was quickly leveled.
Then my dad and I started to be careful because there was a coffin underneath.
Don’t accidentally get someone else’s coffin, that would be bad. .
But after digging for a while, my dad and I became a little confused because we didn't find a coffin.
"Mr.
Corpse, something is wrong."
My dad raised his head and immediately said to the old corpse maker beside him.
At this moment, the old corpse maker frowned and seemed a little confused.
After pondering for a while, the old corpse maker asked us to continue digging.
My dad and I looked at each other and kept digging.
But as we continued digging down, a coffin pit appeared, but we still didn't see the coffin inside the tomb, which was a bit scary.
There is no coffin in this grave "Mr.
Corpse, it's already three feet.
The average coffin pit is only this deep."
My father's voice came out again, and the old corpse craftsman didn't say anything.
I was puzzled for a while.
What about the coffin in the tomb?
At this moment, Xia Mo on the side also suddenly said: "Do you think it is possible that this little earth bag is not a tomb at all?
It is just a misunderstanding on our part."
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Xia Mo's voice made all of our eyes light up slightly.
Indeed, this little dirt bag didn't even have a tombstone, but we thought it was a grave bag, which made me cry every time I came to pay homage to my mother.
Give incense.
"Now it seems that maybe this is the possibility."
At this time, the old corpse craftsman also hurriedly spoke out.
It seemed that he agreed with Xia Mo's guess.
It turned out that the tomb bag was empty at all.
Since the grave is empty, there is no need to move the grave.
You can just bury grandpa directly in this grave.
Now, there is no way to get the coffin from grandpa's ancestral grave back, as it will be seen by others.
After deliberation, we could only use grandma's coffin to bury grandpa.
After we got home, I was worried about the coffin and had to find someone to help.
I watched my dad walk towards the coffin.
The next moment, my mouth opened wide.
I actually saw my dad squatting under the coffin, holding the bottom of the coffin with both hands.
With a soft shout, my dad actually carried the coffin by himself.
I looked at this scene dumbfounded.
The coffin weighed at least seven or eight hundred kilograms, but my dad carried it by himself.
I really couldn’t figure out where my dad got such strength.
When I was in a daze, my dad had already carried the coffin to the back mountain, and the old corpse maker also followed.
This time I didn’t follow because there would be another one later.
I carried my grandfather's body to the back mountain.
It was getting dark now.
When my dad and the old corpse maker came back, they asked me to carry my grandfather's body to the back mountain and bury it.
Because of the previous two times, I was no longer so afraid of carrying my grandfather’s body.
This time the distance was not far.
When we arrived at the back mountain, everyone helped put my grandfather’s body into the coffin.
At this time, I discovered that there was a white cloth pressed under the coffin, and I also noticed that the white cloth on the old corpse maker's crutch disappeared.
It was the same cloth pressed under the coffin of grandpa.
The old corpse craftsman covered Grandpa's face with a piece of yellow paper, and then directly closed the lid of the coffin.
After finishing, I saw the old corpse craftsman jumped on top of the coffin, and pulled the white cloth under the coffin.
Come here and tie it straight.
After finishing it, I saw the old corpse craftsman take out a yellow talisman in his hand and slap it on the knotted place of the white cloth.
After finishing all this, the old corpse craftsman got down from the coffin.
When we got to the ground, the old corpse craftsman let out a long breath and said, "Okay, let us fill in the soil."
At this time, I frowned.
Through the gap between the coffin and the coffin pit, I really wanted to see some liquid seeping out of the soil.
Because it was night, the flashlight was not too bright, so before I could see clearly, my dad filled it with a handful of soil.
I looked at it and found that no one around me seemed to notice it.
I didn't think much about it, so I followed my dad to fill in the soil, and soon a new grave bag appeared.
Grandpa was buried again, this time in a different place, but I don’t know why, but I always feel a little uneasy in my heart.
After we were done, we were about to go home.
Before leaving, I looked back at the two tombs behind me.
I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't pinpoint the details.
When I got home, my dad went straight into the house, while Xia Mo went to the bathroom.
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After I put the things away, I found that the old corpse maker had not entered the house, but was waiting for me outside.
I asked the old corpse maker why he didn't come into the house.
Grandma must have cooked the supper at this moment.
After the supper, she still had to deal with Mr.
Liang's body.
The old corpse maker didn't answer my words.
He stared at me for a while, and then spoke lightly.
"Boy, a woman's heart is like a needle in the sea.
Be careful, and you won't regret it until it's too late."
After saying that, the old corpse maker turned around and entered the house.
I was left standing there alone, the old corpse maker's words constantly echoing in my ears. aa2705221: