When he saw the things displayed one by one, his cousin exclaimed: "Did you use these talismans?"

When I put the talisman paper on my cousin's forehead, it would often leave marks. [/: Moreover, he stayed on this tomb for two days and one night, and his face was so gray that he could grow vegetables. The back of the talisman paper was also

It wiped the mud off his forehead.

I said, I used it, but it was useless.

The cousin said: "Fortunately, it's useless. This is a fire talisman. If it was useful, I would burn it directly."

I really don’t know whether it’s a preference or a worry. He’s not good at his business, and even drawing a talisman is useless. But he managed to do it right and didn’t set himself on fire.

The cousin asked the second uncle and the younger cousin to sweep the millet, and he picked up the compass and walked around the cemetery. He said, this seat is the seat where the carp leaps over the dragon gate. The ancestors are buried here. If the family cannot escape, the third generation must have jumped out.

People in rural areas were promoted and made a fortune. This was also the position that my second uncle had been looking for for a long time. He originally wanted to keep it for himself to use when he died, so that his son and grandson could benefit from it. But the family offered a good price, so he asked someone to do it.

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He is not just a money-grubbing owner. When his son and grandson become prosperous in the future, he will also lie down. It is better to just hold the money and be happy for a few years now.

I don’t know what my cousin was walking about, but his footsteps stopped at the back soil of the grave. Pay attention to the position of the back soil. There is no back soil in the new grave. We are making a grave here, and the new coffin is buried in the middle.

There is no back soil in the grave bag. After the gold is collected and moved for burial, there will be back soil.

The cousin dug a few times with a branch on the side. The soil was very loose, as if someone had dug it. After a few digs, he dug a small pit about twenty centimeters deep, and dug out a ceramic lion from it.

Things like lions are very particular. Some places can be placed, and some places are useless and may even have side effects. As for lions appearing in graveyards, even people like me who don’t know much about them know that this is inappropriate.

The cousin put the lion into the bag and filled it back with soil. With his dirty hands, he grabbed the water and biscuits we brought and ate them, while saying: "Go back.

It’s getting dark. You guys are so slow.”

It was getting dark just to wake him up.

A group of people walked back. After walking for a few minutes, it was already dark. We didn't expect to come to the cemetery for such a long time at first, so we didn't bring flashlights or anything. On the way down the mountain, we could only

Under the dim moonlight, I looked at the slightly white path and walked forward.

The cousin takes the lead, and he is more familiar with this place than the three of us. I am second, followed by my uncle and my younger cousin.

Originally, didn't people say that the time to go down the mountain is shorter than the time to go up the mountain? Why did I feel that I had walked for a long time without reaching the bottom of the mountain. My cousin who was walking in front suddenly stopped and I bumped into him unexpectedly.

When I was about to ask him, he pointed to a tomb in front and said, "The ghost has broken the wall! We have passed this tomb four times."

My tongue was still hurting, so I said in that ugly voice: "As long as I'm here, there will be no more ghosts to break the wall with?"

My cousin pointed at my mouth: "You are weak now."

The second uncle walked forward and squatted in front of the tomb to look at the tombstone. Unfortunately, the light was not good and he could not see clearly the words engraved on the tombstone. The second uncle said something to the tomb in this dialect. It was probably to invite this ghost.

Make way for us. We are all from nearby villages, and we know each other or are related to each other.

The cousin said: "We didn't bring any incense, so it's useless to shout like this."

After all, the little cousin was relatively young and had never experienced anything like this. He was so frightened that he trembled and said, "Brother, what should I do?"

My cousin looked at me and said, "Sister, please close your eyes. Otherwise we won't be able to go back."

I was mentally confused, how could I go back just by closing my eyes? But I still closed my eyes obediently. Don't show off at this time, your life is important.

Then the sound of water came from beside me. The sound of water on the grave hill and the smell, you can guess what it is without thinking too much. I can hear their conversation in my ears. The little cousin said: "Brother,

That’s it.”

"Okay, this is how a ghost breaks a wall. Just pee on the roadside."

When the sound of water stopped, my cousin patted me on the shoulder, and I opened my eyes and shouted: "Don't touch me! You didn't wash your hands!"

The cousin snorted coldly: "Let's go, I will definitely get out this time."

We bypassed the tomb and continued forward. In less than five minutes, we arrived at the parking place. It turned out that we had already reached the foot of the mountain just now. But why couldn't we see the loess road here?

It was already after nine o'clock in the evening when I returned to my second uncle's house. I finally had a hot meal, but I didn't eat it well. I took a few sips of wine and asked my brother to go home to see the baby. After nine o'clock, I drove

It only took more than an hour to go back, and I could still watch the baby sleep.

Dad didn't come back with us and stayed one night in our hometown. The next day, we received a call from my cousin asking me to go back for a meeting.

What kind of meeting are those people in my hometown holding? But my dad is still there, so I thought we would go on a trip as a family on the weekend. We took the baby back to our hometown together.

When the car stopped at the altar, I noticed where everyone gathered. It was not the second uncle's house, but the ancestral house.

Entering the ancestral house, I saw my second uncle sitting on the big wooden chair from the Republic of China. He was the head of the family. Now he is the head of the family. Although he still looked weak, he was much better than yesterday. My cousin sat down and sat down with him.

It's obviously the next parent's position.

My dad, the eldest son, sat down opposite my cousin. My brother and I quietly sneaked behind my dad, and my second uncle asked my cousin to move a chair for me.

I looked at the situation. There were more than 40 people, many of whom, like me, had come back from outside. You could tell by their clothes. It was really a family meeting. And the person who was subordinate to my father was Uncle Li. He was not from our family.

Why are you here?

In this situation, I obviously shouldn't have a place. Just as I was wondering, my cousin had already moved a chair next to him. But those brothers all sat in big chairs, and what I added was a small chair.

Others are standing.

I really didn't want to sit down. But my brother pulled me over and sat down politely, and then put the baby in my arms. I asked my cousin what was wrong, but he couldn't explain clearly.

Several more people came one after another, and the meeting began.

The second uncle said: "Everyone knows what our family does. This skill has been passed down, and now the only one who is still learning it is my brother (cousin, sometimes parents here also call their children brother)

.”

Immediately, someone murmured in a low voice, saying that it was because my cousin had no education when he was a child, and was imprisoned for fighting, that he did not go to work and became a husband at home.

I just said it in a low voice and didn't dare to say it louder.

The second uncle continued: "The past few months have been uneventful. In previous years, we would just visit the cemetery, count the days, and help with the roofing of beams and so on. But in the past few months, we have encountered several incidents. One time was

The last time someone broke the feng shui of my grandson-in-law’s family, he caught some imps at the market in the city. Also, as Adi said, a few days ago, someone in the city taught people to deliver things to find the scapegoat. Yesterday Adi

I found this in the cemetery where the accident occurred."

He displayed the ceramic lion.

Many people present frowned. Anyone who knows a little bit knows that it is absolutely inappropriate to bury lions in a cemetery. Let alone dead people, even living people, not everyone can use lions. There are many things to pay attention to.

What's more, if you don't use it well, you will harm yourself.

The second uncle continued: "There haven't been so many man-made things like this in so many years. I think there is a knowledgeable person near us recently. Who is he and what is his purpose? Tell me, Old Li."

Uncle Li glared fiercely! "You still doubt me?" Last time, it was because he suspected Uncle Li that he went to someone else's house.

"Around here, the only ones who really do this are your family and mine, not me, not you!"

"I'm still puzzled. I've received several business deals from customers, and they were also done artificially. I suspected it was yours."

The two old men with red ears and necks started shouting loudly. Some of the wives at home didn't understand, so they simply left first.

After they had been arguing for more than twenty minutes, Uncle Li said: "Why are you arguing? Are you trying to catch little ghosts? Do you think I can catch little ghosts? I think it's the old Zhong from xx County! He's been around here a lot lately.

Turn around."
Chapter completed!