Chapter 48

I immediately grabbed LAN Xiaoying and hurried out of the village. LAN Xiaoying was angry and asked me, are you a voyeur? The lesson of peeping director mu last time is not deep enough? I said, what are you talking about? I'm going to the grave to worship my ancestors. In fact, there's no need to rush to go to the grave. It's just that in this case, I seem to be really addicted. His uncle, do I have voyeurism?

Out of the village, I saw widow Wu's sister walking towards Tiantai village, while uncle pan went to the cemetery. I was immediately disappointed and followed in vain.

We hid far behind the big tree outside the cemetery and watched uncle pan walk to a grave and sit in front of it for a while. I couldn't help feeling stunned. It was my grandfather's grave. After a long time, uncle pan came out of the cemetery and vaguely saw that his eyes were red. Grandpa saved the lives of many people in the village. Maybe uncle pan knows how to be grateful.

I couldn't help laughing bitterly at the thought. Grandpa saved so many people. Who read this love except uncle pan?

After uncle pan walked away, we entered the cemetery and came to Grandpa and dad's grave. At this moment, my heart is very heavy. I finally came back to the grave after seventeen years. All of a sudden, my heart was completely submerged by grief. But I can't cry. I don't know. I thought I was an unfilial son.

I knocked my head three times in front of the grave. LAN Xiaoying took out the sacrifice she had brought and put it on the ground. Grandpa liked to drink two mouthfuls most before he died. At that time, he cooked soybeans and salted duck eggs. Grandma brought them this time, as well as the roast duck and smoked chicken I bought that they had never eaten, as well as the most appetizing meat of that era.

LAN Xiaoying burned the paper money and spilled the wine on it. Suddenly, the mixed smell of burning paper and wine came to my nostrils, which aroused my heartache again. The girl was also a serious and pious look at the moment. It seemed that she was also mourning the dead of the two old people.

I knelt in front of the grave for a while. After my mood calmed down a little, I got up and went to add soil to the grave. Suddenly, I found that there was no grass around the two graves, and a gully about feet deep was dug up within a meter. I felt a burst of anger at that time. Who did this immoral thing?

The cemetery should be very large. The surrounding terrain should not only form a "sand surrounded by water", but also the place where the grave is located must be flat. The so-called tall person in Feng Shui is sand. There are no mountains everywhere. It is also possible to have prominent tall terrain, so as to store wind and absorb gas. And water does not need to say, Feng Shui Feng Shui, wind without water is a dead end. There used to be a dry river in front of this cemetery. I didn't understand it before. Now it seems that this is a geomantic treasure land surrounded by sand and water.

That's the theory of Feng Shui. It doesn't mean that so many graves gather on this precious land, and their fate is the same. Take grandpa's and dad's graves for example. Digging pits around makes the graves deep, and the rain will soak them. This is a big taboo of Feng Shui in the graves, which will turn into fierce graves. It doesn't matter if you have been dead for many years. If you have just been buried, you will develop a "shadow corpse". It goes without saying that you will have no children and no grandchildren, and it will also have an impact on the whole cemetery.

Because these two graves fall into the depths, they will form two evil spirits, which are called "ghost eye graves" in Feng Shui. Two ghost eye nails are inserted into this feng shui treasure land. Can other graves have a better life?

But it is our Bai family that will suffer the most in the end. I see. This is what the train killer did again. However, when I squatted down to observe the gully carefully, it seemed that it was not newly dug. It should have been some years. This kind of situation surprised me for a while. I hurried to look at the grave soil again and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat!

Although the grave soil has just been washed by rain, it still shows a dark red, which is not the color of clay. I reached out to dig a handful of soil, rubbed it open and smelled it under my nose. Sure enough, there was a bloody smell. Suddenly a heart sank to the end and determined that it was a "blood and tears grave"!

It is recorded in the supreme secret that ghost eye tombs are the easiest to form blood and tears tombs. That is, the souls of the dead are trapped in the tombs and tortured day by day. Since then, the bodies do not rot and secrete blood red body fluid to exude soil all year round. This is called blood and tears tombs!

That is to say, after grandpa and dad died, their souls were not reincarnated in the underworld and had been imprisoned in the grave!

Who has so much hatred with our Bai family that we should not say that our family will bring harm to future generations, but also cut off the children and grandchildren of the Bai family? People like Uncle pan absolutely don't understand. There must be masters of martial arts in Shiyan village.

LAN Xiaoying saw that I looked different and came over to ask why. I shook my head. I was really not in the mood to talk at the moment. Looking down at the circular ditch, I thought that the descendants of this cemetery would never live for seven years. Yes, when I was six years old, I almost died at the hands of ghost birds and water bubbles, but how could I survive?

Check again and find that there is a palm sized loess on the slope behind the grave, which is in sharp contrast to the dark red in other places. I immediately dug with my hand and suddenly saw a wooden cone with a thick wrist exposed. I then understood that someone had secretly helped. The wooden cone was peach wood and nailed to the ghost's eye. Although it could not solve the "death robbery" of the blood and tears grave, it could at least suppress it, not harm other graves, and alleviate the misfortune of future generations.

But after 17 years of relief, I almost had an accident again. This is a way to treat the symptoms rather than the root cause. Thinking of this, I took out a small folding shovel from my backpack. It's a tool for digging ancient tombs. Now it's used first. Soil was raised around, the annular ditch was filled up, and then a "protective looting and transportation symbol" was burned, adding a barrier to suppress the blood and tears grave. But to solve the disaster, only dig out the bones of Grandpa and Dad, and let them leave their souls and then move to grave and bury them again.

It's just that there's no time and no chance right now. Let's wait.

I don't know when LAN Xiaoying put her hand on my shoulder. She stole everything in her heart. The girl sighed and said, "bear it first. When everything is done, we'll bury them again."

I got up with a sound, and said in my heart that if I find the sundries that harm our family this time, I will bury him in this grave!

"Let's go!"

We must find the ancient tomb during the day, and we will be in trouble at night. Who knows, it's almost noon when we get out of the cemetery. We hurried up the back mountain. When we passed the water bubble, we asked LAN Xiaoying to see if there was a ghost in it. After looking, the girl found nothing.

I suddenly remembered the two ancient gates. They should be closed during the day and may not open until thunderstorm or night. In fact, the purpose of coming here this time is not only to save yuan SE's soul, but also to solve the mystery of who the man under the water bubble is and why he killed me. But let's say it hurt me. That time, it saved my life and gave me a secret. Should I thank it or hate it?