Who is my upstairs

Chapter 132

Tree burial is actually a type of sky burial.

Some ethnic groups hang them directly on the trees, while others wait for the corpses on the trees to dry out and rot completely before burying them in tree holes. This tree burial method is generally used for people with relatively high status.

There is a legend about "tree burial" circulating in the Yi area of ​​Yunnan: "In the Han Dynasty, when Zhuge Liang was alive, the concubine of General Meng Huo, the ancestor of the Yi nationality, died. Meng Huo asked his subordinates to wrap the body in silk satin and buried it in On the top of a green pine tree. People sang and danced around the tree, mourning this beautiful concubine."

Local people also say that after the tree burial, the bones fell from the tree and scattered all over the ground, which is neither environmentally friendly nor hygienic.

So the bones wrapped in silk satin were packed in a bucket, or put in a tree hole, or put in a spiritual room, which is called a "ghost bucket".

The custom of tree burial is spread among various ethnic groups in the Southwest, and there will be some changes according to different regions and national forms, but in general, most of the bones in tree burials have been air-dried into mummies, and they are driven away by trees. As a coffin, it is connected with nature.

Therefore, some people think that this is a form of sky burial.

"What I just said is that burials are not suitable for Fengshui here, not tree burials. Tree burials and burials are two completely different concepts, which are generally found in ethnic minority areas. And generally tree burials only pay attention to gathering Qi, not Fengshui The bones of this tree should be dug from the bottom of the tree and buried inside the tree, and the inside should have been hollowed out a lot.”

Li Shaohuang glanced at the signboard of the Forestry Bureau hanging on the trunk, and knew that this tree was registered with the Forestry Bureau. If he cut her down, he would have to go to prison for at least two years.

People move to live, trees move to death, and until the zongzi in this tree is found, they can only stay here forever.As long as no one lives in the antique store anymore, there should be no more victims involved in this matter.

"Then do you think there are any artifacts in the tree? If there are any artifacts, just come out with two. Since that incident, I haven't touched the real thing for a long time..."

Xu Gang looked greedily at the old banyan tree used to make the coffin for the zongzi, feeling that there was some treasure hidden inside.

Li Shaohuang shook his head: "Ordinary tree burials emphasize the unity of nature and man, and are usually thin burials. At most, there are things that the owner of the corpse loved during his lifetime in the tree hole, and there should be no valuable funeral objects. But I am worried, This tree is only a few hundred years old, not many years old, I am worried that there will be some clues in the tree hole that we missed."

"Why are you hesitating so much, why not just dig it up and have a look." Xu Gang tapped the old tree with the handle of an engineer shovel, and two leaves fell from the old tree. There was a shrill cry from the cave.

The voice was like that of an old cat that has been crying for a while.

Slowly, a furry white hand slowly protruded from the tree hole. The arm of that hand was a bit like a cat's hand, because they were all hairy.

But that hand actually had fingers, and it was slender and short, and could protrude from the fist-sized tree hole. It shouldn't be an adult's hand, and the person buried in it was probably a child.

After the child's sky burial, the bones of his hands and feet should have been rotten, so how could he still have a complete hand sticking out from it.

Xu Gang looked at the outstretched hand, his eyes were straightened, his feet trembled, the entrance of this antique shop was so scary, the things inside would have killed him.

"I... let's go in... don't stay at the door, anyway, there is nothing you can do with the rice dumplings in the tree. The hole is so small, he can't get out."

In the tree hole, the shrill cry had a terrible echo, echoing in the dark night over and over again.

There was also a terrible crashing sound from the hollow tree trunk, which made all three of them feel their scalps go numb.

Li Shaohuang glanced at the outstretched hand, and knew that it should not be messed with, but the hole is so small, it probably wouldn't be able to get out unless he smashed the tree.

"I'll go up first, then fasten the rope buckle, and you will pull you up." Li Shaohuang's skill in flying over eaves and walls is first-rate. He first climbed up the stone lion in front of the door, and then jumped onto the tiles of the door with all his strength. superior.

This set of movements is done in one go, even the well-trained special forces in the army may not be as flexible as him, presumably they must have received professional and hard training.

It's just, why should an ordinary person go through special training to become such a person?

Both Yang Xiaofan and Xu Gang stared at Li Shaohuang's movements intently, trying not to think about a furry human hand protruding from the tree hole behind them.

There was a gust of wind behind him, making Yang Xiaofan feel terrified, she urged Li Shaohuang to hurry up, there was a white-haired zongzi in the tree.

Li Shaohuang jumped to the top of the fence along the tiles of the roof, walked quickly to the right a few steps, found a rope for climbing on the ground, and then threw one end of the rope directly down.

The rope is relatively long, and it hangs directly to the ground, shaking gently in the cold wind.

"Okay, Miss Xiaofan, you have to tie the rope around your waist first."

Li Shaohuang's voice came from the other side of the wall, and Yang Xiaofan heard Xu Gang next to him yell, "Damn it, who pushed me, it hurts so much..."

I saw Xu Gang throwing himself on the ground in front of the door. The force seemed to be quite strong. Xu Gang was pushed one or two meters away, and his head almost hit the door of the antique shop. He grinned in pain. His mouth sucked in cold air.

He is wearing crimson clothes today, which is called, to ward off evil spirits.

At this time, looking over, there was a black palm print on his blood-red back, which was particularly obvious.

"Xu Gang, behind you... there is no one behind you!!" Yang Xiaofan screamed.

Xu Gang also seemed to be hairy, and his humming sound became weaker. He just scratched the skin on his hands and feet, and he was fine with a Band-Aid.

But, he was obviously pushed by someone, why did Yang Xiaofan say that there was no one behind him?
Could it be that he met a ghost...

The so-called ghost pushers are usually mischievous little ghosts.

Let people on the cliff, people with spoons and chopsticks in their mouths, or people crossing the road, step into the danger of death with a slight push.

Perhaps, as long as one is pushed, there will be a life-threatening situation, that is, the little devil pushes people.

Xu Gang gritted his teeth, his face turned pale, and he still pretended to be calm and shouted: "If you have the ability to push grandpa, but if you don't, come out? Ming people don't do secret things..."

"Xu Gang, don't talk about it, you talk about it...it doesn't understand...if you make it anxious, what should you do?"

(End of this chapter)