the last priest

Zha Wenbin didn't go to help him, he said in his heart: "If you fall down, just fall down. If you don't let me go, I have to go too. ┌* ┐" After paying homage to the master, he ignored him and followed Heizi around the grave. Go up.There are still lightning and thunder in the sky, and there are gusts of northwest wind, which is chilly.

Now, the chilly northwest wind is blowing into a forest ahead. What kind of tree is it?Chestnut trees, the leaves of these trees fall as early as late autumn.In the woods, there are some dead trees with bare branches.The withered leaves fell in the forest, forming small piles, undulating, like hills, densely arranged in the withered forest.Are these undulating accumulations really hills?

No, of course not the hill.

They are all graves!These accumulations one by one are all graves!Big tomb, small tomb. . . . . .

Who can tell?This land used to be an old cemetery. I don't know which dynasty or generation left it. It's densely packed.

It is said that during the land reform, the young men in the village took picks, and the picks forced a piece of land in this forest.I heard from my grandma that when the grave was smashed in that land, there was that kind of big powder made of glutinous rice and loess, and when a pick was taken down, there was only a white spot left.

In order to expand agricultural production and respond to the call of the state, the village cadres took the lead, and the good laborers in the production team opened up wasteland everywhere. That's when the question of land from the dead appeared.What is it called?It's called returning the grave to the land!

In addition, in the special period that followed, breaking the four olds and abolishing feudal superstition became everyone's slogan again, and this land was completely turned over again.When I met those unowned old graves, built with blue bricks, they were picked down from the mountain to make the leftovers of the house. At that time, bricks were expensive.The quality of this kind of old blue brick is quite good, and it takes four or five strokes of ordinary brick knives to break it.

The coffin boards taken out from inside were either dragged out to be used as firewood, or thrown into the wilderness. Those bones, as long as they were dressed in gold and silver, were treated according to the landlord class. They were all put into their pockets first by those with quick hands and feet, and most of the remaining bottles and jars were smashed on the spot and re-stirred into the soil.There are also some jade wares, the fineness and color of which dynasty and generation are unknown, and they are usually thrown to the children in the village to play with. Those little kids don't understand these things, but they are just thrown around as ordinary playthings.

Later, this land was planted with tea leaves. The soil here is loess, so the tea leaves are very fragrant.In the past, every spring, those village women would come here with their bibs to pick tea, and groups of three or four rushed to pick the tenderest buds, which were the best tips. Come to think of it, the tea here is reluctant to take a sip at home, and it has to be reserved for the most important guests in the family to make a cup. There are several villages here and there, and the tea here is the best.

Later, Cha Wenbin's master took a fancy to this land, so he chose it as his ancestral grave, and took care of his family's funeral affairs for him. After his death, his family was also buried here.This is the same as our Xi'an. When you dig down those historical geomantic treasures, there is definitely more than one grave, and they are all stacked on top of each other. Back then, the tea fields were all blown up with explosives, because some old graves The firmness is comparable to modern cement. The ancients didn't have steel bars, so they used iron bars instead, and then poured glutinous rice water on it. It's hard to move that thing by manpower.

The sky was getting darker, and at this point, it was dark and gloomy, with a flash of lightning from time to time, this chestnut forest looked extraordinarily gloomy, and those lonely grave forests became more secluded and deeper...

In such a dark night, in such a forest of tombs, would anyone still come in?On this dark night, in this cemetery, at this moment, the sound of crying, the sound of people crying, actually sounded.

From far to near, it came gradually... Heizi rushed straight forward like an off-string arrow. Cha Wenbin knew that the dog could see things he couldn't see, so he followed closely behind with the Seven Star Sword in his hand. After leaving the forest, her grave is in front of her.

"Pa" a thunderbolt flashed down in the sky, as if a huge firework had bloomed in the sky, illuminating the whole earth as if it were daytime, and Heizi was roaring "barking" in front of the grave with his mouth wide open.

Whose grave is this?Cha Wenbin's daughter's!What kind of dog is Heizi?Eyes opened!Can it not recognize what place is here?Besides, Cha Wenbin was still standing behind him.

"Heizi, come here!" Zha Wenbin shouted, and Heizi backed away slowly vigilantly, humming and roaring in a low voice from time to time, which was a kind of hostility and a warning to Zha Wenbin.Heizi, who returned to Zha Wenbin, was still circling non-stop.

Cha Wenbin patted the neck of the frightened animal, trying to calm it down, but the circle of hair on Heizi's neck became more erect.

This is in front of my daughter’s grave. It’s still 10 minutes before twelve o’clock. Some lively people in the distance have already set off fireworks.There is no tombstone in this grave, because the child is too young, and Cha Wenbin doesn't want her to take too many things with her after she dies.But Cha Wenbin heard Heizi's warning, he couldn't just appear in front of her with the Seven Star Sword in his hand, that would be too cruel and ruthless.

A few tears splashed on the eyelids, except for a few unimportant lonely ghosts floating not far away, Cha Wenbin really didn't see anything, but Heizi kept yelling at it.When the tomb was buried, he had seen it with his own eyes. There was nothing special about it. Why did such a situation happen today?

With a flashlight that was not very bright, Zha Wenbin walked over slowly, and in a few minutes, it was time to burn the incense. If Lord Yan would save face, he might let her come up for a meal. Zha Wenbin waited a lot this point.

A bowl of raw rice was placed upside down on the bowl, with three meat and three vegetables in front, and three big red apples.The child's favorite during his lifetime was apples.But at that time, it was poor and remote, and it was rare to eat half of it all year round. This time, it was the authentic red Fuji brought from the provincial capital. The moment he put down the apple, Cha Wenbin burst into tears, and whispered: "Girl , eat, this apple is sweet, you should hurry up and eat it."

Zha Wenbin squatted down, put three sticks of incense on the meal, and took out the wrapped ingot paper money, put it on the heel and pressed it with a stone, and lit it as soon as the preparation time came.

Heizi's yelling continued, and the endless yelling made Cha Wenbin's already restless heart even more uneasy. He pulled out the Seven Star Sword and plunged it into the soil with a "crack".It's strange to say, just like that, Heizi really stopped screaming, and the few fellows wandering around were scared and fled in all directions. There were too many ghosts on the sword, and the evil spirit was too heavy. Sitting in front of the tomb, tears streaming down my face.

"Brother, can you sell me one of your apples?" A woman's voice sounded faintly.Where do people come from in this lonely mountain?If you were an ordinary person, you might be scared to pee, but who is he?Cha Wenbin, who has fought among the dead and begged for his life in the Palace of the King of Hades.

"There are apples, but I don't sell them. They are for my daughter." Cha Wenbin replied without turning his head. Come out, aren't you afraid of bumping into evil?"

"I've lived here for many years, and I'm used to it. Now my child is hungry, so I came out to find him something to eat. Just happened to meet you, big brother. You can sell it to me One." The female voice sounded faintly again, this time with a hint of pleading.

"Oh. Really?" Responding, Cha Wenbin still lowered his head, took out an apple from his Qiankun pouch, and put it on the back of his head: "One yuan each."

The sound of footsteps rustled forward a few steps, then stopped again, and the female voice said again: "Brother, that dog next to you is very fierce? I'm a little scared"

Cha Wenbin stepped on the tail of Heizi on the side, and the threat of "huhu" from its mouth never stopped. Cha Wenbin patted Heizi again and said, "Girl, this dog doesn't bite!" Man, don't be afraid."

Holding the apple in his right hand, Cha Wenbin suddenly lightened, and then a coin was placed in his hand, so light that he could barely feel it.Withdrawing his right hand, Zha Wenbin glanced at it. It was clearly a copper coin cut out of yellow paper!