It is said that after a person dies, he immediately lays his head and feet upside down in the ground naked, which can suffocate the soul of the deceased and prevent him from reincarnation forever.
When Huang Pizi comes in the evening and sees that the deceased is willing to do this, he will no longer pursue his descendants.
This is The debt is considered to be written off in one stroke.
Since ancient times, there are three kinds of unfilial piety.
The greatest is not having offspring.
In order to continue the incense, Lao Yangpi will do whatever he can to protect his descendants.
Otherwise, once Wong Tai Sin comes to visit, the descendants of the Yang family will definitely have no way to survive.
Not only the family Huangpizi has to waste everything he owns, and if there is a situation where there are three weak and six prosperous, he will have to hang himself with Xiaohuangpizi in exchange for his life.
After saying this, Lao Yangpi hugged his son and cried, feeling very sad about parting and dying.
How have we ever heard of such evil things?
My grandfather has been dealing with Feng Shui tombs all his life, and he can recite the burial scriptures by heart, but I can't even remember them.
I had never heard him mention this weird custom of "burying a naked corpse upside down in a hole eight feet deep", but Lao Yangpi said it seriously.
It seemed that the situation had reached a very serious point and was beyond control.
We didn't know what to do for a while.
What to do.
Fatty, Ding Sitian and I discussed it on the side.
First of all, even if the old weasel can harm people, it cannot have supernatural powers that can reach the heaven and the earth.
We don't really believe that the soul will be reincarnated after death, so we think it should be stopped.
Lao Yangpi's irrational behavior, if he were to be buried at home for seven days and seven nights before being dug up, it would be difficult to even issue a death certificate.
But then we considered that Lao Yangpi’s family firmly believed in this.
If Lao Yangpi really had a problem today, after all, we are outsiders, then this responsibility would be too great.
We might as well agree to him temporarily so that he can rest assured and recover, and then He quickly went to Qili to ask a doctor to diagnose and treat his condition.
This was a delaying strategy.
Although it was not good to lie to others, there was no problem with his motive.
So we expressed in unison that we agreed to Lao Yangpi's last wish and let him rest assured that everything would be done as he asked.
Unexpectedly, Lao Yangpi forced everyone to swear and swear again.
We had no choice but to swear emphatically in front of him while saying in our hearts: "It doesn't count, it doesn't count, it doesn't count."
I wanted to find an opportunity to sneak out and go to Qili to find a doctor, but Lao Yangpi kept a close eye on us, telling us all the details after his death over and over again until he confirmed that everyone had understood and remembered them.
Suddenly he rolled his eyes. , kicked his legs and breathed out.
Lao Yangpi died so suddenly that no one could react for a moment.
When they realized what had happened, they found that there was no way to save him.
No one was able to save his life, and everyone was so sad that they could only cry loudly and cry for a long time.
Only then did Lao Yangpi's son ask us educated youths to help arrange the funeral arrangements, and everything should be done according to Lao Yangpi's last words before his death.
This put the three of us in a dilemma.
We originally 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 according to his last words.
After all, death is the most important thing.
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.
Then we took off the clothes and buried the body.
It was not suitable for outsiders to be present.
We three educated youths waited outside the yurt.
After Lao Yangpi's son buried his father, he Close the yurt tightly and don't make any announcement to the outside world.
The pastoral area is sparsely populated, and few outsiders come.
Except for the three of us educated youths, plus Lao Yangpi’s son and daughter-in-law, no one else knows about this matter.
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We can only wait for seven days to make it official.
Collect the remains of Lao Yangpi.
Fatty, Ding Sitian and I felt very heavy.
Lao Yangpi, a poor and lower-middle peasant who had been living with us day and night for the past few days, actually left just as soon as he said he was leaving.
How could a person go from birth to death so easily?
It was so sudden that it was unacceptable to accept this reality. , sitting on a grass hill not far from the yurt, looking at the boundless grassland, feeling empty in her heart, as if something had been cut away with a knife, Ding Sitian even cried into tears, her eyes were like Rotten peach.
Fatty and I couldn't persuade her, until Ding Sitian cried so much that she couldn't cry anymore, so she sat silently on the grass hill in a daze.
The three of them looked at each other in silence, in a daze, until in the evening, Lao Yangpi's daughter-in-law brought out the meal.
They invited everyone to eat, but no one was in the mood to eat or drink.
At night, they sat together in another yurt and kept vigil.
We remembered that Lao Yangpi said before his death that there would be yellow skins mourning tonight, and that no matter what strange things happened, we should ignore them.
Although this was very unreliable, we still felt a little uneasy in our hearts.
No one was sure whether something would happen at night.
Ding Sitian was tired from crying, and fell asleep with crystal tears on her face.
Fatty and I sat cross-legged, listening to the goings-on outside with our ears propped up.
The fat man asked me: "I always feel that it is inappropriate to bury the old sheep like this.
His old man must be sick and confused, and his brain is burned out.
He is playing bamboo and repeating the three tones when he remembers them.
But We all have reason, a high degree of class struggle theory and rich practical experience in struggle.
If Lao Yangpi is confused, Lao Hu and we can't follow him in the same confusion.
I nodded and said, "I can't agree with this method of burying the deceased with the naked body upside down.
I have never heard of such a precedent from ancient times to the present.
But you have to know that this person died like a lamp, no matter what the old sheepskin is.
Did he talk nonsense before he died?
After all, we share weal and woe, birth and death, and we are considered comrades-in-arms.
If we had not agreed to his last wish at that time, I am afraid he would have passed away with deep regrets.
This is something we don’t want to see.
It’s coming” The fat man and I discussed it for a while, it was purely a matter of eating carrots and not worrying.
Finally, we thought that we should follow Lao Yangpi’s instructions before he died and bury him.
This was also the intention of Lao Yangpi’s family.
We are not qualified to interfere too much. , people in each country have their own way of living.
China is such a big place, there must be many folk We don’t understand the old-fashioned customs.
Although in theory we should criticize this evil way, some things can still be changed.
Anyway, there are only seven days.
After seven days, it will not be too late to hold a memorial service in a regular way.
As long as we are five If an individual keeps a secret, how will outsiders learn about it?
As long as it doesn't spread, it shouldn't be a big problem.
We lamented and cherished the life of Lao Yangpi again.
We felt that he lacked a rebellious spirit similar to that of princes and generals.
He lived a useless life and had to arrange his own affairs in this way.
I don’t know whether this is sad or pitiful. , anyway, it makes people feel uncomfortable when they think about it.
We waited until late at night, when suddenly a sad wind started blowing outside the tent.
The whining wind became louder and louder.
From time to time, there was a muffled sound of thunder in the sky.
Fatty and I's nerves immediately became tense.
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This movement was not good. , I’m afraid something is really going to happen.
I just heard the thunder gradually increasing, and the thunder exploded one after another.
Ding Sitian was also awakened from her dream by the thunder.
She wiped the tears on her face and looked very panic.
I waved my hand to her, indicating not to worry.
I can't hear it anymore.
However, there is not much rain on the grassland, and now it is the approaching winter famine.
This loud thunder is really abnormal.
We wanted to wait and see, but the thunder seemed to surround us and hit us, which made people feel uncomfortable.
Unable to sit still, I had to go outside to check.
I saw thick black clouds in the sky, and streaks of lightning kept appearing over the yurt where Lao Sheepskin was buried.
When Lao Yangpi's son saw this, he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.
I supported him and asked him what was going on.
The thunder was so crazy.
Lao Yangpi's son was clumsy and hesitated for a long time before he could speak clearly.
It turned out that he thought it was inappropriate to take off Lao Yangpi and bury him in the ground.
This is not the way of the son of man.
It was too unfilial.
How could he do it?
How do you treat your own father like this?
If word got out in the future, he would never be able to hold his head high as a human being, so he thought of a compromise, wrapping the body with a layer of white silk, and then buried it in a hole with his head turned upside down.
This was definitely because he didn't listen to the old man's instructions. , causing trouble.
The fat man and I looked at each other and felt strange.
What's the big deal about wrapping the body in white silk?
It wouldn't cause such a big thunderstorm.
And judging from the thunder and lightning, could it be that it was about to strike something?
Everyone asked me what to do now.
If the lightning strikes continue like this, something will definitely happen.
But this matter is beyond my knowledge and experience.
I don’t know what to do.
But the fat man came up with an idea and said: "Isn’t it old?"
The sheepskin monster's son refuses to obey.
This is a warning to us.
Otherwise, we should quickly dig up the soil and remove the white silk wrapping the corpse.
Anyway, let's try it, just in case it works. " Lao Yangpi's son is the least assertive and has very soft ears.
After hearing what the fat man said, he slapped himself repeatedly.
He must have failed to follow his last words.
The slightest mistake was a huge difference.
I don't know if it is still too late to make amends now. , but there is no other way.
Now we can only go to the yurt and dig out the body.
We risked being struck by lightning and hurriedly picked up the shovel to dig the grave that had just been buried that afternoon.
Halfway through the digging, the thunder subsided, but there were still dull rumbling sounds in the clouds from time to time.
Everyone was shocked when they looked at the soil buried in the grave.
Was it old sheepskin or yellow leather buried in the grave?
There were muffled thunders over the grassland.
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Lao Yangpi's son took me and the fat man to dig out Lao Yangpi's body again.
The hole was eight feet deep.
It took a lot of effort to dig it up again, but it was like a reminder.
Under the thunderous bursts, we did not dare to delay for a moment.
Without much effort, a layer of white silk was exposed in the pit
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