After the fire was completely burned out, Li Changshui said loudly: "Come here and dig up the land!"
However, this time Li Changshui's majesty failed. After a while, no one came forward. Obviously, everyone was still worried about the piles of rat carcasses just dug up, and everyone must have known it in their hearts.
One point, what is buried underground? The most important thing is that Huang Youcai, the director of the Revolutionary Committee at that time, organized the excavation of Li Fangtian's grave, but before he could dig it, he was struck to death by lightning in a drought. This happened.
Nowadays, who dares to stir up trouble on "Tai Sui"? Someone asked: "Can this land be dug? What if it is struck by lightning?"
Huang Yixian said: "Don't worry, everyone. The reason why Huang Youcai was struck to death by thunder in a drought was because he chose to start the earth-shaking at the You time when the Yin energy was the strongest. But now it is the noon hour when the Yang energy is the strongest. Everyone just do it."
Even though Huang Yixian gave him reassurance, no one was willing to do it. Li Changshui couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and shouted at the top of his voice: "You guys, even Master Huang said that nothing will happen, why are you still standing there! Is it still possible?
Master Huang and I have to do it ourselves! Do you want to get the year-end bonus?"
Li Changshui moved out the year-end dividends from the village-run factory, but everyone hung their heads. Some villagers with hoes in their hands stood back, but still no one came forward. Maybe everyone knew in their hearts that Li Changshui was just scaring everyone.
, because it is not him alone who has the final say on whether to pay dividends at the end of the year.
Li Changshui rolled his eyes, suddenly took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a few hundred-yuan bills, waved them in his hand, and said loudly: "Anyone who comes to dig the land will be paid a hundred yuan in wages!"
This trick really worked. After a while, a few brave young men emerged from the crowd and stepped forward with hoes. This situation immediately reminded me of the scene in Qiping Village nine years ago.
Second Master Qi also used this trick to call in a group of young men to help carry the locust wood ghost coffin, but it only cost five yuan at that time, but now it costs one hundred yuan.
Li Changshui asked several young men to line up in a row, and handed out the hundred-dollar bills to them one by one on the spot, and then said: "Wait for now, and listen to Master Huang's instructions later. You can dig wherever he asks."
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Huang Yixian held a compass in his left hand and a wooden stick in his right hand. He circled the Tutu Temple clockwise several times and finally stopped in front of the Tutu Temple. He used the wooden stick in his hand to draw a circle about two meters long and one meter long on the ground.
He picked up a wide rectangle, turned around and said to the young men: "Just dig down from here. As soon as you see the red soil layer, stop immediately."
However, the young men looked at each other in confusion, and no one made a move. It turned out that the rectangle happened to include the pile of burnt rat corpses.
"Uncle Shui, can you find someone to clean up this pile of rat carcasses before digging them up?"
"That's right! I can't do this."
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Several young men complained to Li Changshui.
Li Changshui glared at them, but he didn't say anything. Perhaps he felt that digging directly like this was a bit disgusting, so he took out another hundred-yuan note and said to the crowd: "Whoever comes to clean up these rat corpses will also give me a hundred yuan."
!" As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely familiar voice came: "I'm coming! I'm coming!"
I turned around and saw that it was Fatty Niu! Even though he also covered his face with clothes, I still recognized him at a glance because his panda-like figure was so distinctive.
His appearance surprised me. This guy is usually very timid. Even if he saw a dead rat, he would walk around the road. Today, he actually offered to clean up such a large number of rats.
Corpse, could it be that he also hit something evil?
I quickly realized that he was not trying to get evil, but for the hundred-dollar bill in Li Changshui's hand!
Although Fatty Niu has been trying his best to make money, I didn't expect that he could overcome his fear for money. This is beyond my expectation.
"Who are you?" Li Changshui stared at Fatty Niu standing in front of him with confusion on his face. There must be no one as fat as Fatty Niu in their village.
"Haha, I'm from the next village!" Fatty Niu said, snatching the hundred-dollar bill from Li Changshui and putting it in his trouser pocket. He ignored Li Changshui's surprised look and borrowed a handful from the person next to him.
Skip and shovel, without saying a word, he threw away his arms and started working.
After he shoveled the burnt rat corpse, it immediately emitted a pungent burnt smell, and also raised a cloud of black dust. When the wind blew it, the black dust mixed with sparks scattered in all directions.
Come, everyone avoids him.
I couldn't help but sweat for Fatty Niu. Obviously, the pile of freshly burned rat carcasses were still at a high temperature, and he was shirtless. If those sparks splashed on his body, wouldn't it hurt? But Fatty Niu was.
I didn't care at all and continued to work hard. He was completely different from the timid and fearful guy in my usual impression.
In a short time, Fatty Niu cleaned up the rat carcasses, and looking at him again, he had completely changed his appearance. Black ash mixed with sweat stuck to his body, making him look like he had just returned from the dead.
He looked like someone who had crawled out of a coal kiln. He took off the clothes covering his head, wiped them roughly on his body a few times, and ran to the river.
Looking at Fatty Niu's retreating back, I felt a little worried. I wonder if he had been burned during the busy work just now. I was thinking about whether to go over and see him, but Li Changshui started to ask a few young men to dig in the ground.
I wanted to see what would be underground, so I struggled for a while, and finally decided to watch the fun first.
Several young men started digging along the rectangle drawn by Huang Yixian.
Although it has not rained for a long time, perhaps because this land has been piled with garbage all year round, the soil is very loose. After a while, a pit twenty or thirty centimeters deep was dug out in the ground.
Seeing this, Huang Yixian hurriedly shouted: "Don't dig deep in a hurry, dig out all the soil first!"
Under Huang Yixian's personal guidance, a rectangular pit about half a meter deep gradually took shape, but it was still black soil, and there was no red soil layer as Huang Yixian said. I couldn't help but doubt Huang Yixian's words, although In our place, red soil is relatively common. The teacher once said that as long as the soil is rich in iron oxide, it will appear red. In southern my country, most soils have varying degrees of red soil characteristics, so it is nothing special. However, , the land in front of me doesn’t look like I can dig out the red soil layer.
Just when I thought Huang Yixian might have made a mistake, a young man who was digging suddenly screamed "Ah!", and then everyone onlookers also exclaimed.
I quickly poked my head into the pit and couldn't help but be surprised. I saw that right where the young man who screamed put his hoe down, the soil turned a bright red color, as if it had just been sprinkled with blood! Although
Red soil is everywhere, but this is the first time I have seen such bright red soil. And judging from the exclamations of the people around me, I am afraid they have never seen it before.
When Huang Yixian saw the bloody soil, he immediately stopped several young men from continuing to dig.
He asked Li Changshui to hand over his backpack, took out a very delicate folding shovel, squatted down, and carefully scraped up the soil with the shovel. His movements were like archaeological work.
A scientist discovered some precious cultural relics. In order to avoid causing damage to the cultural relics, he only dared to gently scrape them with tools.
Since Huang Yixian did not allow anyone else to help, he worked alone for half an hour to clean up the black soil in the entire pit.
The blood-red soil layer was fully revealed. I was stunned as I watched, and everyone else was also shocked. Some people whispered that it was caused by the blood of the dead rats seeping into the soil layer. In fact, this is somewhat unjustifiable.
, because if this is the case, then why is the upper layer of soil black? Logically speaking, the upper layer of soil should be dyed red first.
Huang Yixian seemed to have heard everyone's speculation and said: "This is the blood and soil layer, which is caused by the interaction between masculine energy and yin evil energy!"
"Then how did this masculine energy and yin evil energy come about?" Li Changshui asked.
Huang Yixian explained: "Originally, there were peach trees planted in this place. Peach trees are masculine trees that can produce masculine energy, but there is a very evil thing buried underneath, which can produce yin and evil energy. The yin and yang phase
Mixed together, this layer of blood and soil was formed.”
"So what should we do now that the peach tree that suppresses evil is gone? Should we plant another one?"
Huang Yixian glanced at Li Changshui: "You are still thinking of planting peach trees, but it will be useless now. It will be difficult to control that evil thing."
Li Changshui's expression changed: "Ah! Master Huang, you have to think of a way! Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be no peaceful life in our village."
Huang Yixian frowned and pondered for a while, then said: "There is only one way for now, which is to take the evil stone to a proper place and seal it. As for his body, I still had the opinion back then that it should be connected to the coffin.
Get up and be cremated together."
"What! Lift... lift the coffin and cremate it?" Li Changshui seemed a little embarrassed. In our place, lifting the coffin is a very disrespectful thing, let alone cremating the corpse. And more importantly, Huang You
They planned to put up a coffin and cremate him, but he was chopped to death before the earth could even be touched.
"Is there any other way? How about just removing the stone and not cremating the corpse?"