Seeing that Mr.
Lin was already asleep and I couldn't sleep, I opened another book on corpse art.
The following are some methods of identifying the corpse, confirming the cause of death, time of death, etc.
Because compared with bones, the identification methods of corpses are more diverse and much easier.
This article mainly talks about the methods of autopsy and some common problems and corresponding treatment methods.
But these are not the focus of this book After reading it carefully, the focus of this book is on choosing a place, raising corpses, and controlling corpses.
This immediately attracted my interest, because my brother had mentioned the corpse raising ground before.
The book also uses several pages of paper to hand-draw the mountain shapes of the best Yin Mansion sites, among which there are four best ones.
First: accept the wall to express gratitude.
Second: The lion sitting on the mountain.
Third: Shape of flying tiger.
Fourth: At the foot of Xinghu Mountain.
These four are the best sites for building tombs of ancient dignitaries, and are detailed with mountain-shaped maps.
It can be understood that this is also a way for bone touchers to make a living.
Their site selection is much more professional than that of ordinary Feng Shui masters.
Their price for choosing a cemetery is higher than that of Feng Shui masters, and they are more popular.
However, in addition to these four locations, there is another location that is favorite for bone collection and burial, and that is the Five Qi Cave of Heaven and Earth.
This is the perfect place to raise a corpse.
The natural five qi of heaven and earth are the basic conditions for raising a corpse.
After the bone picker had chosen a site, he moved the body into such a cave to keep the body intact and allow the teeth, nails, and hair to continue to grow.
After a certain number of years, such corpses can be dug up and sold to Taoist priests who make alchemy, which can be exchanged for a sum of money.
In the past, Taoist priests made elixirs, and one of the elixirs was called Huang Dan, which was made by humans.
However, it was obviously not possible to use living people, so corpses raised in corpse-raising grounds became the best choice.
Or if the bodies are of unmarried men and women, they can be sold to people who are willing to marry in the underworld.
This is actually another way for bone collectors to make a living, but if you choose this kind of land, you can bury your ancestors and raise them.
As long as the corpses do not rot or deteriorate, they can be blessed with future generations.
Many dignitaries can also The bone picker will be asked to choose this kind of cave of the Five Qi of Heaven and Earth.
However, this kind of cave is very rare and hard to come by.
Once a bone picker finds such a treasure, his job will be worry-free for the rest of his life.
There is also a hand-drawn map at the back of this book, and one of the mountains is specially marked.
I feel a little confused.
Could this be another treasure map?
I looked back and forth, but I don't know when I got tired and fell asleep.
In the early morning, I seemed to hear crying in my sleep, but because it was a dream, I didn't pay much attention.
After turning over, I found that the crying was still there.
I suddenly became more energetic and opened my eyes a little.
When I pricked up my ears, I realized that the voice sounded familiar.
I recognized it carefully and found that it was my sister-in-law's voice.
I sat up and realized that my sister-in-law, my brother, and my grandfather were all in my room.
The three of them gathered around Mr.
Lin's bed.
My sister-in-law was still crying quietly, and my brother kept comforting her and telling her not to cry.
"What's wrong?
It's early in the morning."
I got out of bed and walked to Mr.
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Lin's bedside in a few steps.
A bad premonition emerged from the bottom of my heart.
I turned to look at Mr.
Lin.
Mr.
Lin had his eyes closed and was lying peacefully on the bed.
There was just something missing.
I was shocked that my familiar snoring sound was missing.
"Master" I rushed to his side, took a breath, and found it was gone.
Master is dead "Master" I shouted, and then tears welled up.
I remember that the last time I cried so sadly was when my grandfather disappeared.
But this time, I deeply felt the separation, the sadness of being separated forever.
Although I have only known each other for a short time, Mr.
Lin treats me very well.
This is something that our family, especially me, can deeply feel.
I don’t know how long I cried.
My brother and sister-in-law couldn’t hold it back.
I lay on Mr.
Lin’s body and cried.
I touched his back, but he still had body temperature.
No wonder Mr.
Lin was so weird yesterday and left two family heirlooms to me.
How could I be so stupid and not think of this?
After crying for a while, my grandfather placed a small cloth bag in front of me and said, "This is what your master left for you."
I looked at the cloth bag with tears in my eyes.
After opening it, I found a passbook from a credit union and a necklace.
This necklace was tied with a red rope and had a tooth hanging on it.
I didn’t know what kind of beast it was. teeth.
Grandpa then said: "Yesterday, your master felt that he was leaving, so he told me something in the living room.
This passbook is his savings over the years.
He said it was left to you, and this tooth is Zombie fangs are worn around the neck, and ordinary dirty things will not dare to come close to your body.
This is a good thing, so you must keep it safe. " I picked up the bankbook tremblingly, opened it gently, blinked my eyes, and tears fell again.
Thirty thousand yuan The country has implemented cremation for more than 20 years.
Mr.
Lin has no source of income, but he still saved 30,000 yuan.
You can imagine how he saved it.
But he left it to me, a boy who was neither a relative nor an acquaintance and only met once in Shangwu Village.
As for this zombie tooth, I saw Mr.
Lin always wearing it.
It should be his amulet.
When he went to bed last night, I didn't even notice that he wasn't wearing it.
Thinking about it, I really wanted to slap myself in the ear.
Mr.
Lin once said that even if it is the soil on the grave or inside the coffin, as long as it has the scent of the rightful owner in the coffin, and as long as the rightful owner is fierce, other dirty things will not dare to come near if they smell the smell of the rightful owner.
I don’t know where Mr.
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Lin got the fangs of this zombie, but it is undoubtedly a rare treasure for people on the road.
Grandpa was also frowning.
He said: "During our conversation last night, your master wanted to bury his body in the ancestral cemetery.
He told me the approximate location and said you had a map."
"Map" I was suddenly startled.
I quickly took out the two books and opened the last page at the same time, but I didn't know which one was the one.
Suddenly I remembered that the ancestral cemetery should be in this book when it comes to selecting blessed places in the corpse art.
So I showed my grandfather the map in the corpse art.
Grandpa nodded.
It should be similar to the place the master told me. .
"Your master has no children, and your life was saved by your master, so you have to support your master until the end of his life."
Grandpa continued, and I nodded repeatedly.
Although Mr.
Lin is from Xiaguan Village, he has no children and is a bone picker, so there are not many people walking around with him.
Moreover, he is at the Overseas Chinese Farm at the moment, which is our temporary settlement site in Shangwu Village, so we go down to the overseas Chinese farm.
Guancun doesn't care about this matter.
As for those of us who went to Wucun, because of my grandfather’s relationship, we agreed to organize the funeral for my master and directly built a funeral shed for my master on the farm.
My brother took care of the rituals and other matters, while I stayed by the master's side, while my grandfather took the map to find the ancestral gravesite of the master's family.
The master's coffin was only kept for three days, and then everyone went back on the day of the funeral.
It was the ancestral cemetery where my brother and I took turns carrying his body.
This mountain is usually rarely visited by people because it is too deep, but it is in the same mountain range as the Smoky Stone Mountain.
When my brother and I carried it to the destination, we almost fell down from exhaustion.
My brother carried four-fifths of the distance and I only carried one-fifth.
During this period, the master's body cannot fall to the ground.
It will be buried wherever it lands, so it cannot be put down until it reaches the ancestral cemetery.
When we arrived at our destination, it was just dawn and it was an inconspicuous small canyon.
It's a gap between two big rocks, it looks like a sliver of sky The road was not repaired and there were pebbles everywhere.
I almost tripped over it several times.
Under one of the big rocks, there is really a hole, which is very hidden.
As soon as we arrived at the entrance of the cave, we heard the whining sound of the wind, which was very scary.
Moreover, the wind at the entrance of the cave is very strong, which makes people feel cool and energetic.
"Xiao Fan, you have to carry it in yourself."
Grandpa said beside me: "Your master told me that there is an empty coffin inside, which he prepared a long time ago for you to put him in.
It needs Note that you must bring this zombie tooth to enter.
Don't make a sound after entering, and don't let your master's body fall to the ground.
Don't touch the other coffins inside. " "I heard it, Grandpa."
I gritted my teeth.
I was actually very scared, but I had to go in.
So after carrying my master on my back, holding a flashlight in one hand, I stepped into the dark hole.
My heart was pounding.
My grandfather and the others were not sure whether this cave entrance was a beast's lair.
If there was a beast's lair inside, I would be dead.
There is a cave inside, and there are a lot of gravels next to it.
It seems that no one has been there at all.
I wonder if they are looking in the wrong place.
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But when I first came in, it seemed like something was running deeper into the cave, and it wasn't just one thing, it seemed like a group of them.
In fact, I was very scared and reluctant to go inside, but I had to go.
The master's body on my back was already cold and stiff, making my back feel chilly.
What's strange is that my vaginal bones didn't respond along the way.
Neither produces Yin Qi to protect the body.
I walked along the pit.
The entire pit was extremely wide, but there were only sounds of my footsteps and breathing, and there were echoes.
Other than that, there was only the light of my flashlight.
When we reached the innermost part, we suddenly made a 90-degree turn, and then the scene in front of us suddenly changed.
The entire pit is under a big stone, and a large part of this big stone is buried in the ground.
At this moment, there is a stone chamber in front of me.
The stone chamber is about hundreds of square meters, and it is directly from the middle of this big stone.
Chisel in and dig out a stone chamber.
I took a flashlight and looked at it.
I saw that the entire stone chamber was divided into many levels, like huge steps, going up one level at a time.
There is only one sarcophagus on the top floor, and then there are one or two sarcophagi down there.
I guess those placed on the same step should be people of the same generation.
Then on this level on the floor, there are already more than a dozen sarcophagi in front of them, but these sarcophagi have all been covered.
Obviously there are people inside, and they should be the ancestors of the master.
There is a sarcophagus with an open lid on the outside, which should be the sarcophagus the master prepared for himself.
I carried the master on my back and walked over there.
When I got to the sarcophagus, I lowered my head and saw that the coffin was empty.
I whispered: "Master, we are here, I will put you in right now, please rest in peace."
Then I squatted down gently, leaning my back against the coffin, and lowered my master's body.
The master is very thin, probably less than ninety pounds.
Strangely enough, the master's body was already stiff, and I was worried that it wouldn't be level when I put it in the coffin.
Who knew that as soon as he put it down, the master's body seemed to soften and he lay down automatically, and his originally stiff arms actually lay down flat.
With a plop, I knelt down and bowed to the master.
After four bows, I said, "Master, rest in peace.
I will burn paper for you every year on your death anniversary."
After saying that, I stood up and was about to pick up the coffin lid and close it.
Just as I was bending down, suddenly there was a strange sound in the whole stone room.
Kaka, kaka: