Putting the Yin God in front of our ancestors, my cousin and I offered incense to our ancestors.%&*”; This is to tell our ancestors that we have caught the thing that harmed you.

Then the second uncle asked his cousin to look at the location and bury the Yin Shen in order to increase our family's fortune.

I really can’t figure out how burying the Yin God in the tomb of our ancestors can improve our luck? But my cousin seemed to be confident and started to look at the place with his compass.

His compass is something that these rural geography gentlemen have seen but cannot use. I think after this incident, my cousin's status in the family should be higher.

He quickly found the place and pointed to the center of our ancestral grave surrounded by eight graves. He said: "That Yin God should be a high school girl who died of pregnancy. A pregnant woman who died in vain will most likely be a evil spirit. If you want to

Sealing her is not that simple. Our ancestral graves have been filled with Feng Shui masters for generations, and this place is very strict.

A ghost is also suitable. Buried in the middle, uh... uh..." He couldn't continue with the words that were too serious. He pretended to cough and said: "Uh, just let our ancestors beat her up and suppress her here.

You can't even move. Feng Shui is a profession between yin and yang, so burying her here will increase our family's fortune."

Later I found out that Wang was really capable.

The second uncle nodded. When it came to the underworld, the second uncle was still a little better than us. Then he directed the two younger cousins ​​to light the cannon and dig a hole where the cousin pointed out.

At the same time, the cousin asked an uncle to go back and bring a gold altar. There are a lot of people here who provide funeral services. They can get these equipment anytime. They are digging a grave quickly. It will take less than twenty minutes.

A square pit with a side length of one meter and a depth of more than one meter emerged.

After a while, the golden altar was also lifted up.

The second uncle approached his cousin and asked in a low voice: "Use the golden altar?"

"Being separated from the soil, we can't let her inhale the earth's energy. After all, she has her body with her, and I don't know if Wei Hua did anything else."

Be careful. I watched my cousin put down the pottery sculpture covered with red cloth on the golden altar, and then put down the flowers and rotten ingots. After closing the lid, my cousin dipped his saliva on the yellow talisman paper with a brush.

A symbol was drawn on it.

Because it was a cemetery, and my ancestors were nearby, he didn’t use cinnabar, and he didn’t let me get out of school. His brush was usually stained with that kind of fragrant grinding ink. When it was dry, he licked his saliva. The saliva was so positive that this day

This trick is used by many Feng Shui masters.

It's also seen in Master Lin Zhengying's movies. But I'm not going to learn this trick even if I die. The ink sticks to my tongue, it's dark and ugly.

And my cousin’s lips are dark, which looks weird.i^

After sealing the altar and affixing the talisman, my cousin looked at me and motioned for me to carry the altar down. I pointed to myself and said, "Me?"

"Yes, pure Yang fate. It doesn't even have the final struggle."

"I can't move it." Not to mention the golden altar, it's really heavy.

My uncle listened to us and said, "How can a woman be allowed to be buried? This has never happened since ancient times."

I raised my head slightly and said, "Humph!"

The cousin breathed out slowly and said: "Forget it, let's find some brothers with strong horoscopes to hang us on."

In this way, the old geographers in the family will be happy. They finally have a place to use. Otherwise, they will not feel happy if they see us juniors busy this time.

Several old uncles asked around among the boys in the family, and then settled on a cousin and a younger cousin. The tools they used were all professional. The kind of well rope with red thread around it.

Wrap it around the golden altar, hang it up with wooden sticks, and slowly place it in the pit.

I don't know how they tied the knot on the rope. The uncle shook the rope a few times, and the rope came loose. Of course, the rope was not needed, and he just threw it in and burned it.

Several cousins ​​sealed the soil and flattened it directly without making a grave mound.

After burning firecrackers again, the second uncle took the grandson of the family to offer incense to the ancestors again before announcing the completion, and a large group of people went back.

That road was so vast. There were cars, Wulings, walking tractors, and motorcycles. It was already past six o'clock when we returned to the old house. At this time, it was just starting to get dark, and the lights were brightly lit in the yard.

Eight tables of farm banquets were also laid out. They were the result of the aunts at home busy at home.

I was so tired that I almost fell apart. I just wanted to eat a few bites and then go back to sleep. But my second uncle asked me to sit at his side of the table.

You must know that in rural areas, when eating such a big meal, men and women usually sit at separate tables. Unless there is really no arrangement, they will sit at the same table.

My dad was also at the table, and I originally wanted to sit at the same table with my second aunt. My second aunt pushed me and told me to sit over there. I wanted to refuse, but I saw my uncle’s contemptuous expression over there.

I still had to argue with my gaze. I just sat next to my dad so openly.

A few minutes after eating, people started to come to drink. The elderly people gathered together, so my cousin and I gave up our seats and joined a few younger cousins. My cousin and the others looked at us with full eyes.

I admire them. Some of them even said that they would come and play with me during the summer vacation.

After eating a lot of food until nine o'clock, I fell asleep as soon as I got in the car.

My cousin was driving the car, and my brother was drunk and fell asleep in the back seat. When I opened my eyes in a daze, I said something.

My cousin stopped suddenly, looked at me, and said, "Sister, what did you say?"

"Ah?" I looked at him confusedly, "What are you talking about?"

"What did you just say? Lian Xiaogui?"

"Did I say? Let's drive, go back and take a shower so that we can sleep." I really don't know what I just said. But I feel like I really said something.

Chapter 132 Needle

It’s the weekend again, but this weekend my cousin didn’t go to see his cousin, but went to the high school to play basketball. I don’t know how he got in touch with the boy last time. Anyway, he just went there and even played with him.

A football match is considered a foreign aid.

My cousin drove my car there that time. He knew he was going to play ball, so he wore the newly bought uniform. This appearance was not as shiny as last time. I just hope he wouldn't drive it at home.

Just hit the palm tree with my car.

After returning from dinner at my parents' house, I discovered that my cousin hadn't come home yet. I called him and found out that he had gone to a food stall to eat with the boys who were playing basketball.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, I received a call from the police station, asking me to come over. I thought it was my cousin who had caused trouble again and wanted my brother to go. Unexpectedly, I heard my cousin's voice calling.

The other side shouted: "Sister! Come here in person! Something happened here! Ugh..."

Hearing that sound, he must have been beaten. When the police are investigating a case, it is almost normal for the police to take action. In addition, the cousin has a criminal record. People who have served their sentences will have their files sent to the jurisdiction.

It seems that over the past few years, I have been going to the police station every so often to report something.

I don't know the specifics either.

When my cousin came to live with me, he also transferred the file, which was in our district. It was also because he was familiar with the old policeman in our district that he transferred it.

I guess there are no police officers who know him in that area now. If they check that he has a criminal record, can you relax? Since my cousin said that something happened, he still insists on me going. I think it is related to business. My cousin also

I couldn't finish what I said, and I couldn't let my brother take the risk, so I decided to go myself.

It's just that the baby hasn't fallen asleep yet. If I go out like this now, she will cry to death. Cousin, I feel sorry for you to stay at the police station for half an hour longer. I will take care of your niece and go there.

After the baby fell asleep, I quickly went out, taking my cousin's pocket bag and my makeup case with me. I drove my brother's car and went out.

When I arrived at the police station in that district, it was already eleven o'clock. I parked the car and walked into the only duty room with the lights still on. I was stunned by the situation inside.

The duty room was quite large, with a set of sofas, two desks, a water dispenser and so on. But the seven or eight big boys were squatting on the ground one by one, with their heads hanging down.

There were a few people there who were yawning and had runny noses. They looked like drug addicts on TV. They actually took drugs!

Hearing the sound of my high heels, many people looked over. Fortunately, my cousin's forehead was a little dark, probably from being beaten. He didn't yawn or have a runny nose.

The policeman on duty at the side was holding a cup of instant noodles, sipping it and said to me: "Who are you protecting?"

"Zero."

Lingzi then stood up, rubbed his forehead, and said, "Sister, you are so slow."

The policeman took the confession from the side and said: "She has a criminal record. She has been in a juvenile detention center and she is still not honest. Her family doesn't care about her. You are her sister. Where are her parents?"

"He lives with me now, and his parents are in his hometown."

The policeman looked at Lingzi contemptuously and said, "Tell your sister yourself, what did you do wrong today?"

"I'm right!" Lingzi glared at the policeman, then looked at me and said, "We went to eat after playing football. Some people came over to sell drugs, and they wanted them. I wanted to take the opportunity to leave first. But they were afraid that I would go out if I went out.

They called the police and stopped me from touching them, so I started to beat them. In that case, if I didn't beat them, they would stab me with a needle."

The policeman said angrily: "Then you are a young man in society, if you don't find a job, why are you going to school to hang out with them?"

It turned out that there was a group fight. I looked at the squatting older boys, and the ones who were all in trouble were more serious than their cousins. I thought that my cousins ​​might not be as good at basketball as they were, but in a group fight, those students would definitely not be as aggressive as their cousins.

Cruel.

I said with a smile: "Handsome policeman, please keep it simple. I will take good care of him when I get back. In terms of procedures..."
Chapter completed!