Republic of China

Chapter 304 Looking for a home and a person
Many places think that the people in Henan Province are dogmatic, stick to the rules, and do things without prioritizing them. Some places say that the people in Henan Province are hardworking and pragmatic, respect their elders, and like to communicate with others and make friends.

No matter how it looks to outsiders, frankly speaking, there are indeed a lot of rules in this land. In some places, even the seats for dining must be strictly planned and no mistakes can be made. However, this does not prevent people in Henan Province from living within the rules. It's never too bad to be practical and follow the rules.

It’s really not a bad thing. The rules are based on thousands of years of good customs. In some places, even if you want to pay attention to them, you don’t understand.

If it involves major events in life, there will be more rules and regulations.

What is the most important thing in life?

Nothing more than birth, old age, illness, death, weddings and funerals.

However, some things always happen for the first time, and there is no way to follow the rules without past experience.

A newlywed couple both died on the day of their wedding. Even the rule-abiding Nanyue Village was blinded and didn't know what to do because there were too many involved.

It may be said that they are a couple, but they have not completely married. It may be said that they are not a couple, and their parents have ordered a matchmaker to marry them, and a serious matchmaker is getting married.

The groom fell into the river and drowned without even seeing what the bride's red hijab looked like. The bride was even more ruthless, saying that she had stolen the man and was destined to be in a coma. It is said that when she woke up, she was already dead. Locked into a pig cage.

By the time the old hozen sobered up a little, it was already late in the night. He was woken up by the smoke. The smell was very familiar. It was the pungent smell of paper money that was not fully burned and was covered.

I don’t know when this heavy rain will stop. What if it rains for another two or three days?
In desperation, the Yan family could only reluctantly set up a mourning hall in the Zhou family's old house. The most important thing was to handle the funeral affairs and let their son die with dignity.

As I said before, wine can relieve a thousand worries, but wine can even do bad things.

Due to bad weather, the entrance to the garden was temporarily closed. No matter how brave the boatman was, he would not dare to punt in this environment. Therefore, the Yan family had to pay for the previous decision. If they had not insisted on marrying their son on the big day, they would have insisted on coming. Nan'an, now they don't need to worry about the issue of the mourning hall.

The old hozen was now clinging to the wall, his face was pale and his hairs were standing on end.

This flash of lightning allowed the old hozen to see a place clearly, and he was so frightened that he ran on the spot and was mostly awake from the wine.

Leng Buding suddenly frightened the Yan family who was keeping watch. They were originally dissatisfied with the behavior of the old hozen, but now they were shocked again.

He vaguely felt that he was being pulled out of bed by several fellow villagers, but he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, there were always similar times when he was pulled to help people deal with silly things when he was drunk. He got used to it, and he had already mastered it. Ability to work while drunk.

"Who took this job!?"

"Sir, it seems that you haven't sobered up yet. Apart from you, there is no Mr. Yin and Yang within dozens of miles of Nanyue Village. Besides, it's raining heavily. Where can I go to find an expert? You arranged and arranged this place. Have you forgotten? ?”

People can be picky, but dead people can't. If you delay for a second longer, it will become more rotten.

Not paying attention to the sarcasm in Yan's father's words, the old monkey swallowed his saliva. He found that the decoration of the mourning hall was indeed his own style of work, and it must have been arranged by the victim when he was drunk.

Father Yan suppressed his anger and asked, "What's wrong, sir?"

When the Yan family carried their son's body over in the heavy rain, everyone was dumbfounded. Even though it was not difficult to see that something was fishy, ​​the deal was already done. Zhou Shijing himself admitted that the eldest daughter had stolen the man, and personally led others to soak the pig cage, which was considered a complete closure. Conclusion, so no matter whether there is something fishy in it or not, the Yan family does not want to have anything to do with the Zhou family.

In Nanyue Village, the Yan family belongs to outsiders, and the death of the young master of the Yan family is mysterious due to rumors and rumors. No one is willing to spare the space to build a mourning hall for them, nor do they want to pay for it, for fear of getting into bad luck, but want to earn this The disciples of Qian are not enough, and the Yan family looks down upon the shabby house.

He turned over and vaguely found himself lying on a wooden board. Let's just have a wooden board and sleep soundly.
Lightning broke through the sky, the bright light arrived first, but the sound did not arrive.

Old Hozen is a migrant who fled from Gansu and Shaanxi a few years ago. Later, seeing that Nanyue Village had good feng shui, he settled here and never left. He said that he had a good reputation because he never made any mistakes in his work, but he was addicted to it. Drinking is like life, making me dizzy all day and night, giving people an unreliable feeling. Even in such bad thunderstorm weather, Lao Hozen is still drunk at home, not knowing what to do day or night.

But God, who is thundering and raining, seems to want to cause trouble.

When it comes to white things, there must be Mr. Yin Yang. Generally, there are such people in every village. Most of them are passed down from family, and the craftsmanship is passed down from generation to generation. There are also those who have no children and no grandchildren. They find a reliable descendant in the local area to pass on the mantle. There is a gentleman in Nanyue Village who works for free. He has a good reputation, but his real name is unclear. The villagers call him Lao Hozen.

In this shitty world, it feels better to be drunk.

He looked directly above the coffin again, and after making sure he saw it correctly, he knew that the matter was completely out of control, and ran away while he still had his life.

"I can't do this! Just find another job!" Old Hozen picked up his shoes and walked out of the mourning hall, not even wanting to waste time wearing them.

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Although the thunder was late, it made the old hozen sober again. He had never been so awake in more than ten years, let alone so scared.

"What on earth do you mean? How can we arrange the burial if no one is in charge of the overall situation?" Yan's father chased him out, and several other family members were very angry. They couldn't understand why the old hozen gave up his son at this time. Isn't this a clear sign? Is it embarrassing?
"Yeah, didn't you tell me earlier that you couldn't do it?"

“If you want to increase the price, make it clear and don’t beat around the bush.”

The old hozen really wanted to tell these people how serious the matter was, but he knew that he would really be unable to leave if he didn't leave, so he didn't dare to stay for even a moment.

How much evil must have been done to create such a terrible situation?

I can't afford to offend ten or a hundred lives!
The old hozen rushed out of the Zhou family's old house in a hurry. He didn't even return to his own home. He didn't want any money or clothes. He just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

The Yan family didn't know what he was afraid of, and no one knew where he wanted to go in the pouring rainy night. No one knew that he gave up his escape completely before even leaving the end of Nanyue Village.

Through the rain curtain, the old hozen saw what seemed to be a figure from behind beside the well base not far away. She was wearing a bright red wedding dress and a red hijab on her head. She was wet, embarrassed and lonely.

Seeing this scene, the old hozen seemed to be petrified. He stood there without daring to move, and his heart wanted to jump out of his throat.

late!

The situation is complete!

It’s harder to leave Nanyue Village than to reach the sky!

The old monkey never expected that the legendary death would be encountered by him. He couldn't understand how many things he missed when he was drunk. Aren't the Yan family and the Zhou family the marriage families? How did it become like this? Even if you let the great monk from Songshan Mountain next door come over, let alone a half-hearted Mr. Yin and Yang like yourself.

"I can't find my home, can you take me back?" Although the voice of the woman in wedding clothes was soft, every word hit the old hozen like a heavy hammer, because from these words, she knew that the situation was worse than expected. If it's bad, there won't be a single living dog left in this village for up to seven days!

Thinking of this, the old hozen was scared and anxious. He could probably guess how serious the situation was, but he was just a dabbler and couldn't deal with it at all. Even if he was, he wasn't that fearless and selfless. Just talking about the red dress in front of him. The old hozen couldn't muster the slightest confidence to face the female ghost who lived so close to her but couldn't go back.

There was no other way. If Old Hozen wanted to leave, he had to pass the test of being a ghost in a wedding dress, so he chose to give in and be as cowardly as possible.

"I'm just passing by. You still look for - vomit -!!!"

Before he finished speaking, the old hozen suddenly squirted red water out of his mouth. He couldn't control his stomach at all. He just felt that his body was turbulent and he wanted to spit everything out. Even if he covered his mouth with both hands, it was useless. The red liquid was still in his mouth. He vomited out from between his fingers, and in the blink of an eye he could vomit enough to fill a large water tank. However, he still had no intention of stopping. The old hozen knelt on his knees and covered his mouth as much as possible.

He knew that what he vomited out was not only gastric juice and bile, but also his own flesh and blood mixed in it. If he continued to vomit like this, it would turn into a pool of blood in less than three minutes. By then, it would be like evaporating from the world. No one would know. Someone is melting into the rain tonight.

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The old hozen couldn't speak a single word, and couldn't even utter a miserable groan. From the beginning, his mouth, to his ears and nose were spraying red water, and he had no energy left to beg for mercy.

"You don't want me to go home?"

The tone was inhumane, as cold as the cold water in the deepest part of the river.

This time it appeared in the old hozen's ear, and he knew that the terrifying female ghost was beside him without looking back.

Can not watch!
Absolutely not to watch!
Don't even try to resist!

The most valuable trait of the old hozen is that he is self-aware and understands that the little skills he has are enough to help people bury things. Once he shows hostility to such a terrifying ghost, he cannot even think about the consequences.

In desperation, he used his last strength to crawl back. He understood what the other party meant. If he insisted on leaving, he would only die miserably here. No matter what happened in the future, he could go back now if he wanted to survive.

Not to mention, the further he crawled back, the less red water he spit out. Unfortunately, he had consumed too much before and completely lost consciousness before he could climb far.

Lightning pierced the night sky, but it did not dispel much of the darkness in Nanyue Village.

In the Zhou family's mourning hall, the young man from the Yan family who was changing shifts in the middle of the night was tired and sleepy. He was a distant relative of the young master of the Yan family, but no matter how far away he was, he was not as rich as his family anyway. If he wanted to 'progress' in the future, this kind of Of course you have to perform well at critical moments.

It was a good idea, but it was a pity that he didn't seem to have a good body to support it. Before he was ugly, the young man was yawning and falling asleep. Besides him, there was another young man.

Xiao Meng, the corpse hunter.

After following the Yan family to Nanyue Village, he did not return to Huayuankou. Instead, he agreed to the Yan family's employment and stayed here to pray for the young master of the Yan family.

On the surface, the Yan family gave too much and they wanted to make more extra money. In fact, the most important reason was that Xiao Meng wanted to use this reason to stay in the Zhou family, so that he could care for his sweetheart, Zhou, at a close distance. The little girl of the family.

"I feel like it's almost time to refill the oil in the everlasting lamp. Please help me add some oil, and I'll add the grass incense."

When Xiao Meng was about to find an excuse to leave, he heard a suspicious voice from the distant relative of the Yan family.

Because Xiao Meng was paid to keep vigil, he had to listen to orders and do things, and there was nothing he could do if he was given instructions. Besides, this distant relative was a pretty good person and did not let Xiao Meng do all the work alone.

But when he walked to the coffin carrying the oil bottle, he was confused and looked at the ever-burning lantern with a puzzled look on his face.

As the name suggests, the eternal lamp means always bright. It is also called a soul-inducing lamp. It must be kept bright before burial. As long as the lamp oil is added on time, there will be no big problem.

However, the ever-burning lamp in front of Xiao Meng was not that the lamp oil was consumed too quickly, but that it was not consumed at all!
At least two or three hours have passed since setting up the mourning hall. After burning for so long, at least half of the lamp oil should be consumed, but there is no shortage of lamp oil in the lamp.

At first, Xiao Meng thought he was dazzled, but after rubbing his eyelids, he still saw the same thing.

There is no shortage of lamp oil, so what is it burning? ?

"Is it going to leak?"

The voice of a distant relative interrupted Xiao Meng's thoughts. Looking in the direction the other person pointed, he saw that the beams directly above the coffin were indeed moldy and wet.

"It doesn't look like it was formed in a day or two, but the Zhou family was originally going to hold a happy event. Why can't such a big flaw in the main house be invisible? Even if you put some plaster on it, it's like that. It's really confusing. That Who, let’s get a ladder over, it’ll be bad if water leaks and drips into the coffin.”

When a person wants to be courteous from the bottom of his heart, he can really think of all aspects thoughtfully and properly, and does not need to be whipped like an animal in order to do things well.

Xiao Meng is unwilling in his heart. Now he wants to go to the backyard to care for the little daughter of the Zhou family. Because the eldest daughter was convicted of adultery and dipped in a pig cage, she is not qualified to be memorialized after her death, and she is not qualified to have a mourning hall. After her death, she will be a volume. Xiao Meng thought it was outrageous, let alone his sister. She must be very painful and confused now. It was the time when she needed to be cared for. Who would want to clean up the house with you?

Facts often prove how important experience is to human growth.

If Mr. Meng Wu was here, or other well-informed elders were here, they would realize that something was wrong. Could it be a good thing if there were signs of leakage in the beams above the coffin?

However, neither young man understood it, not even Xiao Meng, who always dealt with the dead, so they left the mourning hall to find the ladder.

Why two people together?
Of course, it's because it's too scary to stay alone for a while. It doesn't matter if you leave for a while. But Xiao Meng's heart is scratching like a cat's paw. He just wants to finish the work quickly and then go to the little girl of the Zhou family and tell her that the betrothal gift has been settled. Wait. Marry her as soon as the matter is over.

At this time, the distant relative stopped without warning. Before Xiao Meng could ask what was going on, he suddenly leaned back and looked at Xiao Meng in an extremely twisted and weird posture, with an expression full of expectation.

Just this glance almost scared Xiao Meng out of his wits. His heart stopped and his whole body was numb. His mind went blank for a moment, except for fear.

But something even more sinister is yet to come.

The other party leaned back and looked at Xiao Meng's head, but the voice that came out was that of the young master of the Yan family.

"Brother-in-law, you are looking for my sister-in-law, right? But where is my wife? Why can't I find her at home? You promised to take me to find her."

Xiao Meng's bloodshot eyes grew bigger and bigger because of the huge fear.

Two eyes popped out of their sockets and fell into the muddy water.
(End of this chapter)