Chapter 752 Burial of the Ram

In the darkness, Zhang Xinya's eyes suddenly opened very wide, as if she knew me for the first time. She looked around me carefully from head to toe, and made sure that there was nothing wrong with my head. Then she asked stiffly.

Said: "Wild Gouzi? Are you sure you want to raise a dingozi?"

I shrugged: "Is it a big problem?"

"No, you didn't understand what I said, not because the problem is big or not, but... are there really wild dogs in this world?"

Zhang Xinya said to herself: "The story of wild dogs comes from "Liao Zhai". Pu Songlin wrote these stories about ghosts and gods more to satirize the situation at that time! The Yu Qi Rebellion was a large-scale rebellion during the Shunzhi period.

The uprising lasted for fifteen years. After the Qing government suppressed the rebellion, it even massacred the entire region. Many places in Shandong were almost massacred, and even the dead were pulled from their graves.

Come out and whip the corpses. The monsters like wild dogs in the story actually refer to the bureaucrats and rulers at that time, scolding them for not even letting go of the dead..."

I smiled and shook my head: "There is a fox demon in Liaozhai. Is this a fiction? And the Painted Skin Ghost, is it also a fiction? This book is indeed a satire and allusion to the reality at that time, but some things in it are

It's not groundless. Many gods, ghosts and demons have some folklore. They are not rootless. For example, this wild dog... There is indeed such a thing. After hearing this reason, Pu Songlin,

So I took it into my own story and said what I wanted to say in the name of ghosts and gods, so as to avoid another tragedy like 'Qingfeng is illiterate'."

Zhang Xinya said: "Is there really such a thing in the world that can scare ghosts and gods into fear?"

"Yes, but it cannot last forever, and it is basically a man-made disaster, not a natural result."

I changed the topic and asked: "Where do you think the evil spirits and demons like these come from?"

"Nonsense, how do people grow up? In the end, those things are just like people, they rely on this world, but people eat whole grains, and those things eat the essence of the sun and the moon!"

Zhang Xinya rolled her eyes at me and said angrily: "What on earth are you going to say?"

"Yes, it doesn't matter whether it's the essence of the sun or the moon, or human essence, blood, or bone marrow, or it's yin energy, resentment, or bad luck, you can't escape the word earth veins."

I said: "My son respects me. This is natural. I respect grandpa. This is also natural. Not only do you have to rely on others for food, but you will not grow up without them. It is also suppressed by blood. There is no way. This has been since ancient times.

Rules are not just conventions, they are carried in the bones and blood. Unscrupulous descendants are an exception after all. If they become a rule, the mother-in-law's belly has just grown, and the father will already know that there is a person inside who will peel off his skin and bones.

How could a thing allow him to grow up? Then the human thing would have been gone long ago.

Therefore, the most powerful bloodline suppression in the world is this bloodline suppression.

Jackals, tigers and leopards actually have a blood-based suppression on humans. Who wouldn’t be scared if they saw them with bare hands? As a result, aren’t they all protected animals now?

This kind of bloodline suppression is not enough!

As for ghosts and gods, some strange earth veins that can nourish them are their parents."

Brother Yaozi added from the side: "So, the so-called wild dog is actually the incarnation of earth veins..."

Before he finished speaking, his expression darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he stared at me fiercely: "So, you are planning on that earth vein?"

I shrugged.

"Are you crazy?"

Brother Yaozi gritted his teeth and said: "You don't know what happened after cutting off Longzimai last time? Do you want to be buried alive in the wasteland and wait for death? If something happens again this time, you may not be able to do anything.

Good luck, a ghost mother will come out and pull you out like a carrot for no reason!"

"You see, this is why I don't want to tell you."

I smiled bitterly and said, "But don't get excited. Didn't we talk about that earth vein at the time? It's just a Yin snake vein. It's not as overbearing as the dragon vein. I've thought about this over and over again. It won't kill me if it's moved!"

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Brother Yaozi stared at me like an evil ghost seeing an enemy. He was breathing heavily. From several steps away, I could smell the smell of garlic coming from his mouth and nose.

I instinctively tilted my head and muttered: "I don't know where you got the idea of ​​eating a lot of garlic every time you go out to ward off evil spirits. I remember whether you are from the southern or northern school.

It seems like you don’t have such a particular attitude, right?”

Brother Yaozi grabbed my wrist, and after a lot of effort, he suppressed his anger, and said bitterly: "Now that you say it, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop you, so we might as well do it to you."

Tell everything about it, how do you plan to make Tang He become the incarnation of that Yin snake vein?"

I sighed: "What else can I do? It's just a ram burial!"

Brother Yaozi narrowed his eyes slightly: "What is a ram burial?"

I grinned: "You definitely don't bury people together with rams. Gongyang Gongyang, as you can tell from the name, this is the Confucian ram. In fact, it was also a bad thing that a ritual official in the Western Han Dynasty inadvertently said to people.

It’s just an idea…”

Mention Confucianism, and a series of dark histories will probably pop up in people's minds today.

Cheng and Zhu Neo-Confucianism bound their feet and offered sacrifices, but their hands were unable to restrain the chicken...

Even if we talk about the reasons for the end of the Qing Dynasty, Confucianism will inevitably be picked out and paraded through the streets...

In short, Confucianism and cowardice are basically equated. In fact, Confucianism after being castrated by the rulers is indeed quite reviled. However, this was not the case with early Confucianism.

Confucius himself was a strong man two meters tall. Meng Ben, a warrior who never avoided tigers and leopards on land, was impressed by his bravery. Such a man led three thousand disciples to travel around the country and reasoned with people everywhere. Are you sure that is what he called Confucius?

Is that reasonable? It is unrealistic to expect such a person to teach others to be cowardly.

In fact, there is a term at the core of early Confucianism called revanchism.

This is what the Gongyang sect, which was popular in the Western Han Dynasty, admired.

There was a disciple of the Gongyang Sect named Dou Xiao. His mother was a widow and she raised him with all kinds of hardships. When he went out to study, a green man kicked in the door of his house. The widow couldn't bear the humiliation and hit her head on a pillar to death.

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This Dou Xiao was a friend of an ancestor of my family at that time. After receiving the letter from his hometown, he came to say goodbye to our ancestor with a long knife.

It was night, and the two of them were drunk and talking.

Dou Xiao was wiping his tears while saying many small words and great meanings.

It is probably a conversation between Zigong and Confucius.

Zigong asked Confucius, "What should I do if my parents are angry?"

Confucius said that if you don't live together, you won't be an official if you don't take revenge. As long as you see the other person in the market, if you don't say anything, go up and fuck him!

My ancestor understood it as soon as he heard it, clapped his thigh and gave a thumbs up - Brother, he is a man, he understands the principles, why are you still pushing me here? Go back to your hometown and kill him!

Dou Xiao was a little embarrassed. He muttered for a long time before telling the truth. It turned out that the enemy was not a simple green skinned man, but a local gangster. The gangster was not only very popular on the green forest road, it was said that his subordinates also

There is a wizard who can control ghosts and gods, not only black and white, but also yin and yang. He is worried that not only can he not be able to do it when he is alive, but he can't do it even after he is dead...

My ancestor thought about it and said, if you die, you may not be able to come back. If you can come back, that's my business. Just do what you can do now.

Dou Xiao drank a bottle of wine, wiped his chin, and asked, if I die, can I really come back? How?

My ancestor pondered for a moment and said: First, I will collect your corpse and process it. Then I will find a strong earth connection and bury it. I will use the body as a container to seize the power of the mountains and rivers and then take possession of the soul. In this way, why not worry about not avenging a great revenge? It’s just that

, after all it is not your power, the soul takes over, it is like entering a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire, it is like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives, and it can only last for seven days at most, and it will naturally dissipate. By then, the soul will be gone, and there will be no next life. Are you afraid?

After hearing this, Dou Xiao picked up the knife and left without saying a word.

"In the final analysis, this was an evil idea made by an ancestor of my family based on the situation at that time. Because Dou Xiao was a disciple of the Gongyang Sect of Confucianism, he simply called this method of burying people...Gongyang

burial!"

I told the story of the ram burial without expression, and how it was done. Brother Yaozi and the others must have known it by now, and it was naturally clear why I had prepared Tang He's body in such a way.

Brother Yao Zi pointed his finger at me angrily, but in the end he couldn't say anything. At this point, others could only sigh quietly.

But I don't care too much about this matter, but my steps are a little faster. I have planned all my actions tonight, and the time difference is not much. At about three o'clock in the evening, between heaven and earth

When the Yin Qi was at its strongest, we arrived at the place I had been eyeing for a long time as scheduled.

"This is it!"
Chapter completed!