It is said that there was a Golden Coffin Village back then.
Why was it called that?
Because since ancient times, the emperor's coffin was called "Zigong" and the coffin of the noble concubine was called "Golden Coffin".
Legend has it that a noble concubine was favored during her lifetime, but she offended the Queen Mother and was given a silver bell and a gold hanging, which meant she was strangled to death with a rope.
Because the imperial concubine died unjustly, the Queen Mother and the Emperor saw her in a red dress coming to claim her life as soon as they closed their eyes at night.
In order to appease her soul, they built a tomb far away and buried the imperial concubine's bones in it.
Before the burial, the imperial concubine's golden coffin was placed in an ancient temple in the village.
Later, even the village and the temple were renamed.
The village was called Golden Coffin Village, and the temple was called Golden Coffin Temple.
But whether such a thing really happened, even the eldest man in the village couldn't tell clearly.
The dead imperial concubine has been buried underground for thousands of years.
The hills have long since been leveled, and no one knows where this ancient tomb is anymore.
Only the name of the Golden Coffin Village and the dilapidated and ruined temple in the village that could collapse at any time are the only evidence.
The broken bricks and tiles seem to silently tell that such a past event happened in the past years.
At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the Taiping Rebellion broke out that swept most of China.
Since Hong Xiuquan, the leader of the Taiping Rebellion, was from Guangdong, this peasant uprising originated from western Guangdong and eastern Guangdong, which is the territory of Guangdong and Guangdong, so it was also called the "Cantonese Rebellion" at the time.
The war lasted for nearly twenty years, and the people in the Golden Coffin Village area suffered greatly.
The official army and the rebel army each had their own offensive and defensive forces, and there were heavy killings.
After a war, corpses are often scattered all over the fields, and most of the corpses are left undisposed of.
The people nearby cannot bury them even if they want to.
There are too many dead people, and countless flesh and blood bodies are just left in the wilderness, leaving them to the crows. and wild dogs nibbling at will.
Not only wild dogs and crows ate the dead, but also domestic dogs and pigs raised by people in the village.
Pigs that often eat dead people are definitely different from ordinary pigs, and anyone with a discerning eye can see this at a glance.
The pig that had gnawed the dead person was so fat that it had shiny fur and skin, and even looked at people with a fierce look in their eyes.
Although these pigs are fat, people who know what's going on will never dare to eat pork again in their lives, and they can't help but want to vomit when they see others eating pork.
There is an orphan in Jincoffin Village, his surname is Zhang, and he is the third child.
Both his sisters died young.
He calls himself Zhang San, and I don’t know what his nickname is because his hair is naturally thin and yellow.
When he is fifteen or sixteen years old, this He still couldn't grow his braid, so he had to use straw rope to tie it into a small dog-tail-like pigtail.
Everyone who knew him called him "Zhang Xiaozi".
Zhang Xiaobian'er was so poor that he didn't even have half a house, so he usually lived in the ruined temple of the Golden Coffin Temple.
He knocked down the clay statues in the temple, spread some random grass and slept on the mud platform.
During the day, he went to various households to help carry buckets of water, did some chores, etc., and begged for food after the work was done.
He also worked as an apprentice to a coffin shop master, and also became a master of fortune-telling.
However, due to the bad times, the master could no longer survive and could not support his apprentices, so he did not learn all these ways of making a living.
Sometimes life was difficult and he had nothing to eat for several days, so he had to eat chickens and dogs to satisfy his hunger at night.
He knew that his family was in a backward position, and his ancestor had been a high official in the capital.
Deep down in his heart, he still regarded himself as his master and was deeply ashamed of his sneaky ways.
But in the years of war and chaos, it was not easy to make ends meet.
When you were hungry, you couldn't care about anything, not even your family background.
In recent years, there have been constant natural and man-made disasters.
The food in the village is not as rich as in previous years, and it is not easy to find food.
That night, Zhang Xiaowei'er was so hungry that he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
He lay on the altar with his legs crossed, looking at the moonlight leaking from the broken roof, thinking about what to eat to satisfy his hunger, otherwise he would really not be able to bear it.
It's past.
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Over the years, his best thing is stealing chickens.
There are many people raising chickens in the village, so he steals one or two every now and then, and he has never failed to do so many times.
It's not just luck that he never misses, it's just that he has developed a unique set of chicken-stealing skills.
Having made up his mind, Zhang Xiaobian took advantage of the dark moon and high wind to reach the outside of the courtyard of the village where the king's widow and her daughter lived.
There were no men or dogs in this house, the door and wall were low, and Zhang Xiaopian'er knew the location of each chicken coop very well.
He climbed over the wall without much effort and found that the old hen was sleeping soundly in the chicken coop.
Zhang Xiaobian'er could see clearly, but he did not directly reach out to grab it.
Instead, he quietly reached into the chicken coop and used his unique skill to gently scratch the belly of the old hen.
Whether someone steals a chicken or a weasel burrows into the chicken coop, the chickens in the coop will definitely flapping and squawking, which will alarm the owner.
But Zhang Xiaopian'er had his own way.
He only scratched her a few times, and the old hen in the henhouse not only did not flapping or squawking, but showed a contented expression, as if she was enjoying being tickled by someone.
Zhang Xiaobian'er was secretly happy.
As long as he didn't miss the first time, he would have stolen the chicken.
Looking at the hen, he felt fierce in his heart: "I can't serve you in vain.
When I go to the ruined temple to pluck the chicken feathers later, you won't feel so comfortable."
He was happy in his heart, and his hands were not idle either.
With one hand, he kept relieving the old hen's itch, and with the other hand, he took off the roof of the chicken coop, intending to take the old hen out from above.
But maybe it was because I hadn’t stolen a chicken for a while and my skills were rusty, or maybe it was because I had been hungry for several times.
Anyway, my hands were weak, so when I carried the old hen to the top of the henhouse, I couldn’t hold it and threw it on the ground. on the ground.
The old hen was half asleep and half awake, staring in a daze while she was enjoying herself.
Suddenly she fell down and woke up from her sweet dream.
It probably also understood that a thief was stealing the chicken, so it was unwilling to give up.
It flapped its chicken wings and made a lot of noise, which really alarmed the owner of the house.
I heard Widow Wang in the window scolding: "Which little thief came to my house again to steal the chicken?
It must be Zhang Xiaopian'er who lived in the Golden Coffin Temple and was stabbed a thousand times.
I only have this old hen that lays eggs, so you can I won’t let it go.”
As he spoke, the paper window was lifted, and a urinal flew out of the room.
Zhang Xiaowei'er saw a black object being thrown from the room, and hurriedly lowered his head to dodge.
The urinal was not accurate at all, and hit the courtyard wall with a clang, causing stinky liquid to splash everywhere.
He had a bad idea.
He didn't expect that Third Master was so famous.
Widow Wang knew that Third Master was here as soon as she heard the hen flapping.
Moreover, she knocked down a smelly urinal, but she caught it.
It's a good beating.
A good man won't suffer the immediate consequences.
If he doesn't leave now, then when will he wait?
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofeng did not dare to neglect and jumped over the courtyard wall.
In his ears, he could still hear the constant yelling and cursing of Widow Wang in the courtyard, as if she was calling her daughter Xiaofeng to borrow a dog from a neighbor's house to chase the thief.
Zhang Xiaowei'er cursed in his heart: "Well, you Widow Wang, they say that there are many disputes in front of widows, and this statement is indeed true.
If I don't succeed in stealing your chicken, is it necessary to kill them all?
When the third master becomes successful in the future, I will compensate you.
A purple gold urinal" Although he doesn't admit soft words, he has a guilty conscience after all.
There were dogs in the neighboring houses.
At this time, they were startled by the sound of Widow Wang's urinal hitting the wall.
For a moment, chickens croaked and dogs barked everywhere.
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The whole village was in chaos.
People thought it was a bandit coming in.
The village was robbed.
This time Lou Zi's provocation was serious, and Zhang Xiaopian'er knew that he had to go out for two days, otherwise everyone would know that he was staying at the Golden Coffin Temple.
Once he was blocked in the ruined temple, he would not be able to escape, so he walked in the dark He ran all the way and escaped from the village.
In the end, I ran out of breath and stopped.
The sound of people and barking dogs in the village were far away.
Just then, a stone in Zhang Xiaowei'er's heart fell to the ground.
He gasped and looked around, trying to see where he had run. .
I saw a cold moon, few stars, dead trees and grass, undulating tombs among the grass, and jagged stone monuments.
I had just panicked and escaped into the tombs behind the village.
This cemetery is said to be a geomantic treasure, and there is no owner here.
Dead people from all over the country are buried here.
Countless graves are close to each other.
The fresh and clean soil is the new graves in recent years, and the old graves are covered with weeds.
There are too many graves to count.
Some time ago, several groups of Cantonese bandits appeared in this area.
They fought fiercely with the officers and soldiers for several times before retreating.
Thousands of corpses were piled on the battlefield.
The corpses that were not buried in time rotted and smelled, causing a major epidemic.
Therefore, many more people around here have died recently than before, and many graves have been added to this cemetery.
Those who are slightly richer have monuments and coffins, but those who are poor are not so lucky.
It would be good to have a thin coffin when they die, or they can just use a roll of hemp mat to dig up the hole and bury it, and the grave bag is pitifully small. , as for the stone monument, it can be saved, or a wooden branch can be inserted instead.
Those new graves without marks soon became ownerless and lonely graves.
At night, when dark clouds cover the moon, will-o'-the-wisps flicker in the cemetery.
Occasionally, one or two wild cats jump out from the grass.
There are also some strange noises, whether they are ghost cries or wolf howls, coming from the depths of the cemetery from time to time.
Skin trembles.
Zhang Xiaobian'er has always been bold and courageous.
After all, he has a humble life, and he has to endure hardships while living.
He will not throw it away wherever he goes, so he has always been willing to take risks and never avoid ghosts and gods.
Without this kind of courage, how could he dare to live alone at night?
In that ferocious ruined temple of gods and Buddhas.
But when he saw that he had run into this cemetery, he felt a little frightened.
He quickly bowed to the tombstones and mounds around him and said, "Brothers and sisters, this little Zhang San doesn't dare to cause trouble.
I don't mean to disturb or offend you."
Don’t blame me, don’t blame me if you offend me.”
As he spoke, he turned around and was about to leave.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a bang, bang, bang sound coming from a grave mound behind him.
It sounded like someone was banging on the wooden door.
But there is no door in this tomb.
The sound must be hitting the coffin lid.
It was midnight, and everything was eerily quiet, making the sound of the coffin lid hitting the coffin lid particularly thrilling.
Zhang Xiaobian'er felt that the pigtails on the back of his head stood up, but he did not run away immediately.
He had run so hard just now that he was panting, and there was no food in his stomach, so he really couldn't move his legs.
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He wiped his nose with his sleeve and looked at the tombs around him, wondering what kind of dead ghost this was.
You're playing tricks with your third master.
Didn't the third master bow to you?
Why are you so stubborn?
You want to scare the third master into kowtow and beg for mercy.
But the sound of the coffin banging in the tomb became louder and louder.
Zhang Xiaowei'er guessed that some grave robbers were trying to pry open the coffin to see what was causing the problem.
If there is really a grave digger, the third master will scare him, give him a thief and call him "catch the thief", and take away his stolen goods.
This is called a thief eating a thief, and the more he eats, the fatter he becomes.
He walked behind the tomb in two or two steps and saw that it was a new tomb without an owner.
Someone had dug a big hole under the mound.
The strange sound of bang, bang, bang came from the depths of the hole. .
As soon as he got closer, he heard a loud noise from the hole on the side of the tomb, and a big face covered with blood and covered with red hair poked out of the hole.
There was a large oval-shaped tumor on the forehead of that face, with a bright red tongue sticking out, blood stains on the teeth around the mouth, and fierce eyes staring at Zhang Xiaopian'er viciously.
Zhang Xiaobian'er complained in his heart, why didn't he remember that it was this thing?
Now that he remembered it, it was too late, so he had to turn around and run away.
It turns out that wild dogs in the early years were very different from modern wild dogs.
Some species of wild dogs gradually became extinct after society stabilized after liberation.
In troubled times, human life is like nothing, because too many people die, and corpses are left exposed in the wilderness everywhere, so there are more things to eat the dead.
There is a kind of wild dog in the countryside that specializes in eating dead people.
It can smell the stench of the dead and dig holes in the graves.
When it finds the coffin, it will break the coffin baffle with its head, and then drag out the dead body in the coffin to eat its intestines.
This kind of wild dog is huge and ferocious by nature.
If it eats too many intestines of dead people, it will not want to eat anything else.
Sometimes when it encounters a living person who is alone and alone, it will often pounce on it and bite it to death.
The wild dog with hemorrhagic tumors eats dead human flesh all the year round.
Its body is full of corpse aura, and its teeth are filled with corpse poison.
If it bites you, you will not be able to survive.
Its characteristic is a large blood-red tumor on its head, which is harder than a hammer.
The best cheap thin coffin for the poor is just a "three-inch cypress board".
The coffin board can be broken through in just a few hits by the dog's head.
This simple coffin has a common name called "dog bump head", which means nothing.
It couldn't be more obvious.
The deceased's family bought a "dog-bangtou" and took it home, then buried the deceased's body with great pomp and ceremony.
As a result, the family has done their best, and then you, the person in the coffin, will be waiting to feed the wild dogs.
But at that time, even this three-inch board "dog-butt head" was still in short supply.
This is exactly: "People have no intention of hurting dogs, but dogs want to kill people."
If you want to know what happened next, listen to the explanation in the next chapter
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