Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 943 Burning the wrong grave (4)
"Miss, we are also doing good deeds, so let's find that lonely grave to burn some paper money."

Mammy Yu sighed, and suddenly thought of her difficulties. Although she was a widow, at least she had a son by her side. A hundred years later, someone would burn paper money for her, and the incense had not been cut off. Those who lost their accounts were pitiful, and their lonely graves were in the wild. The suburban ridge is left unattended, and can only become a lonely grave and wild ghost.

Hearing Mammy Yu talking about it, Qingli couldn't laugh or cry, this life is not over yet, she just thinks about what will happen after death, anyway, there will always be a day, so just look at it more openly.

On the road leading to Maoshan, we passed Daying in the north of the city. On the official road, we found a small fork in the road, with seven turns and eight turns. The carriage was driving all the way, and we could see many people carrying baskets, walking in a hurry.

"Okay, stop here."

There is a woods in front, through the woods is Maoshan, in order not to be conspicuous, she decided to take Maiya and Madam Yu to walk there.The three masters and servants stepped on the snow, walked through a forest, and came to the foot of Maoshan Mountain. Not far from the foot of the mountain, there was a row of solitary graves. The withered grass on the graves stood out from the snow, making them look extraordinarily bleak.

According to Zhao Wanchun's picture scroll, the background is Maoshan. The angle of the two of them was facing the center of the hat. The three of them found the approximate location according to the location. As expected, there were a few scattered families at the foot of the mountain. Not really a small village.

"Miss, look, there are seven or eight families over there."

Nanny Yu stretched out her hand, pointed at the few families below, and asked doubtfully, "There are so many families, which one is the right one? If you all go to inquire, will you be able to see something?"

At this moment, many people passed by and looked at the three of them suspiciously. Now is a good time to burn paper money, and they can leave before noon. Noon is the most cloudy time of the day. This kind of cemetery, gloomy.

"Why did you stop halfway here? Didn't you forget to bring something? I have everything here, ma'am."

A kind aunt stopped and looked at the three of them. Now those who come to burn paper money, there are always careless people who don't bring flints. She happened to have a lot here, so she asked a question.

"Ma'am, we have brought them all. This is my first visit to burn paper money for my uncle and grandpa. No, it's still a bit of a turn, I'm afraid I can't find the way."

This is a good opportunity, Qingli walked with the aunt, and asked by the way, "It's so gloomy here, why are there still residents? I heard that such a place is haunted at night, it's very scary."

"You little girl doesn't know that the people here live on this mountain."

The aunt sighed, if there are rich people, who would want to live in this place? It snows in winter, and before the Chinese New Year, a large number of people cannot come to offer incense. They will make a reservation a year in advance, and let these people at the foot of the mountain give it to their families. The relatives burn some joss sticks, place some fruits, and sprinkle some water and wine, so that the deceased relatives can bless the safety of the family.

There are also many people who come to burn paper money. It is inevitable that there will be forgotten things along the way. You can buy them at the homes of people down the mountain. In fact, it is a paper horse shop. Just give some silver.

Ancient people also had business minds, Qing Li nodded, if this is the case, it would be relatively easy to investigate, but there are seven or eight houses in total, and it is impossible to go all the way, the best way is to stay here overnight, and then go out at night.

The aunt is a kind person. Her wife is buried on this mountain. She comes here at least three or four times a year, and she knows the environment here very well.Those families at the foot of the mountain also have unscrupulous people, who specialize in slaughtering face-to-face people. The aunt reminded the three of them to be careful.

Followed the aunt up the mountain, Qingli pretended to look for the grave, and wiped the sweat with the aunt, the uncle and grandpa of her own lady was really unlucky, he seemed to be alive, he was told by the lady that he was dead, and he was buried in such a gloomy place Sen's place.

"Miss, look over there, there is a lonely grave."

At this time, there are people around, and the three of them are looking around, and they have already attracted people's attention. Mai Ya always feels that there are many suspicious eyes on the group of people, which makes her shudder and feel very uncomfortable. She wants to burn the paper money quickly, and then go down the mountain .

"Miss, the mountain is still high. Shall we go up, or find a grave below?"

There are no relatives here, so according to Nanny Yu's idea, find a place that is pleasing to the eye and burn some paper money, and then do good deeds. The mountain is too high, and there is no point in going up there.

The wind was very strong in the middle of the mountain, and the people who came to burn the paper lit the paper money, which was quickly blown out by the wind. Finally, they found a place to leeward and lit it, and everyone chanted the names of their relatives.

The wind pierced through Qingli's jacket, she shivered from the cold, finally nodded, pointed to a solitary grave not far away and said, "It's just there, paper money can be lit to keep warm."

Qingli rubbed her hands, is there anyone more miserable than her, even using this method, all this is thanks to the two perverts Yelu Churen and Yu Wenkun.

The solitary grave seemed to have been cleaned for many years, and the withered grass on the grave was very high. Aunt Yu and the surrounding people borrowed a shovel and added some new soil. Put it on a plate and put it in front of the grave.

"Woooo, it's our fault that we haven't seen you for some years."

In response to the situation, Nanny Yu whimpered twice, the corners of Qingli's mouth twitched, and her expression became embarrassing. Now the owner of the grave is unknown, and the writing on the tombstone is somewhat unclear after the wind and rain. Here The master, probably already forgotten by the world.

"Send paper money, buy whatever is missing."

Malt didn't know what to call it, so he poured a glass of water and wine, lit the ghost paper with flint, and followed the practice of other common people, first burned a few sheets on the outside, the aunt on the road said, there are too many ghosts and ghosts in this mountain, and burning paper In the past, the ghost must be bribed, and the ghost will not compete with the people in the grave after getting the money.

"Uncle and Grandpa, here comes paper money for you."

Qingli raised her forehead, and said dryly, without any sincerity, she was in a hurry now, and wanted to quickly burn the paper and go down the mountain.The sky was dark and there was no sunlight. The ashes of the ghost paper on the mountain were flying around, creating a vortex on the ground. No matter how you looked at it, it felt weird.

"Mother Yu, it's really cold on the mountain."

Malt trembled twice, seeing that there was still some left in the small porcelain bottle that she poured wine just now, she poured it all into her mouth while the people around her were not paying attention, and suddenly, a pungent taste in her stomach made her cough dryly again and again. The low-quality wine bought is naturally different from the water wine in Qingli Space.

"You greedy girl, this is for ghosts!"

Nanny Yu glared at Mai Ya, and then chanted to the owner of the tombstone, begging not to blame her.The people around looked over, and some of them said a few words, "In the future, we need to see more dead people. We have always seen this lonely grave every year. You are foreigners and you don't have time. Give some silver to the residents at the foot of the mountain, and ask them to burn some paper money, so as to protect the family."

(End of this chapter)