Before Uncle Wu understood what he meant, he had already begun to ramble, "Listening to what you said about what happened to you last night, I think Zhang Wei's soul was trapped in the old grave he stepped on last night.
Li, you are Quan Yang, do you dare to dig graves?"
Digging graves, this sentence made me uneasy.
I didn't kill myself last night. Uncle Wu, is he trying to push me to death?
If I step on a hole, I can come to my door and take Zhang Wei's soul away, and then dig up its grave. That black shadow is not going to live in my house and will never leave!
Uncle Wu was not in a hurry to urge me to answer, but just looked at me straightly. The look in his eyes made me a little flustered, and I was so nervous that my palms became sweaty.
"Dare, Uncle Wu, I dare! You tell me how to do it and when to dig it!"
Just think it's for Zhang Wei. If you give up this life of not knowing whether you can survive the Dragon Boat Festival, what are you afraid of? You have to ask him to live well!
I also gave up.
After hearing my answer, Uncle Wu showed a smile on his face and patted my shoulder to comfort me, "I won't ask you to go digging in the middle of the night. It will be clear and daylight, so that old ghost can bask in the sun and avoid mold. He dares to crush me."
Wu Banshan’s nephew’s soul really needs to be dealt with.”
"Sanman, please remember, bring a shovel to the grave, use a branch to hold up a piece of white cloth to cover it, and dig directly. Whatever is underneath, look for the living creatures inside. If one brings back one, there are two.
Come back two, remember not to kill them, and don't grab them directly with your hands. You are very angry, so you have to use a leaf to stand between them, otherwise Zhang Wei will eat directly."
"After you catch it, remove the white cloth until the grave bleeds and the rat kowtows, and then you fill the grave hole. You are not allowed to speak or look back. You are not allowed to answer anyone's call and walk back. When you pass by the small bridge at the entrance of the village, you have to shout "Zhang"
Wei, come with me! Nothing will happen until you enter the house, do you remember?"
I remembered every word of what Uncle Wu said, but I didn’t understand the meaning. I thought to myself that this mouse could still kowtow, and blood could still come out of the grave that had been buried for many years. How could this be possible?
Although I was dubious, I still nodded and said, "Uncle Wu, I remember."
"Then go ahead. I'll be waiting for you at home with Zhang Wei. This is your first lesson in entering the Yin and Yang line. If you make a wrong step, there will be no future. Remember to be bold, careful and careful."
Uncle Wu was standing at the gate, watching me leave with the shovel in hand.
There were still sparks burning in the pile of ashes far in front of the door. Inside were two burnt and deformed flashlight casings and a shovel head without a wooden handle. Fortunately, I had many shovels at home, otherwise I wouldn't have known what to use to dig a grave.
Although the sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly, when I walked on the path into the mountains yesterday, the strange scenes would still appear in front of me. My heart grew hairy as I walked, and the shovel in my hand became tighter and tighter.
Walking into the area where graves are concentrated, the bright red fonts on the tombstones standing in front of each grave are unusually clear.
Just taking a glance at it can even help me imagine what the person lying inside looks like.
I didn't dare to look around, I just stared at my feet. I didn't go far and finally found the old tomb that was not high. There was a big black hole in the top that was letting out cold air.
I recited Uncle Wu's instructions before leaving in my heart, found branches and put them on the grave, and dug up lumps of dry soil with one shovel.
Fortunately, the Qingming Festival has passed now, and few people come here. If someone sees me doing this, no matter if I dig my own grave or not, I will most likely get beaten up.
Only those who are immoral would dig up ancestral graves. Although I was trying to save Zhang Wei, this behavior was definitely not honorable.
The palm of my hand was burned by the shovel handle. The whole grave looked small, but underneath there was a whole coffin, about one meter wide and more than two meters long. Only one head had been dug out in the past half day.
Fortunately, the tomb was old and there was a big hole in the wooden coffin, wide enough for one person to see directly inside.
To look for the living things inside, I could only bend down and lie down on the hole in the coffin lid to look inside. The smell was more unpleasant than stinky tofu turned into essence.
Plunge downward.
Even though I was scared, I still tried to look for it calmly. The light inside was very dark. Just when my eyes were trying to adapt to the light inside, I wanted to see if there was any living thing in the coffin.
A cold and greasy object suddenly jumped up and rushed straight to my face. I was so frightened that I hurriedly pushed down another piece of the rotten coffin lid so that it was suspended among the tattered rags.
There is no doubt that there are definitely bone residues left after decay in those rags. I dare to bet on this with my heroic image in the first half of my life.
I steadied myself and looked inside, only to find that it was a toad. It was quite small, comparable to its close relative, a bullfrog.
I took out the leaves I pulled from the tree when I went up the mountain, covered the bullfrog with the leaves, and gently grabbed it. I really don’t know how to describe the feeling.
Dog poop that has been cooled overnight? Or is it the kind that is a bit loose due to poor digestion...
Resisting the dual stimulation of taste and nausea on my hands, I looked inside the coffin again to make sure there were no living creatures before I prepared to straighten up.
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly someone asked me out of nowhere, just like people in the village greeting each other casually.
I reflexively wanted to speak, but suddenly I remembered what Uncle Wu told me not to speak, so I closed my open mouth tightly, pretending I couldn't hear.
What the hell am I doing? I'm digging graves!
Normal people would never greet me like this when they see me like this!
It seems like I'm still being stared at by something in broad daylight!
I also worked hard, no matter what was around me, I just followed Uncle Wu's instructions, pulled open the white cloth hanging on the tree branch, pulled off the branch and threw it aside.
The entire tomb is exposed to the sun. I can't leave at this time. There are still things that need to be done later!
The voice that suddenly called me just now disappeared. At this time, a roar of pain came from the grave pit under my feet. It gradually turned into a groan. It was a very sad feeling. It made my nose feel sore for no reason and I wanted to cry.
Then he opened his mouth and moaned.
The toad in my hand became very heavy and was still sliding out of the leaves.
Although Uncle Wu didn't say what the living creatures in this grave were used for, I always felt that this was the key point and he must not be allowed to run away.
I continued to pretend to be deaf and mute, ignoring the sounds coming from the grave, looking around for larger leaves, hoping to wrap the toad tightly first and stuff it directly into my arms.
But in this lean season, most of the leaves on the trees are small buds, and there are no suitable ones at all.
I was so anxious that the more I tried to hold on, the less able I was to hold on.
The feeling of being afraid of death and about to break free if I push lightly makes me want to go crazy. My heart is beating wildly, for fear that I will do something bad.
When I saw a pine tree nearby, I didn't bother to prick my hands. I pulled down a few branches and wrapped the toad and the original leaves. At least it was wrapped tightly, so I just stuffed it into my arms.
I patted it with relief.
The stinging pine needles managed to keep me away...it was really scary!
When I returned to the grave, I couldn't believe my eyes...