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Chapter 43

Setting up a blood monument (Part 2)

I waved to the little boy and said, "Kid, how about my brother teaching you a game?"

"What game?" he asked me doubtfully.

"You take three pillars of incense and circle around the grave, saying, 'I didn't mean to do it.' No matter how heavy your feet are, you have to complete the circle." As I said that, I lit three pillars of incense and stuffed them in his hand.

Here, "After completing this game, my brother will take you to the town to buy toys, okay?"

"Okay, pull the hook, don't lie to me!" He told me innocently. We both pulled the hook symbolically, and the little boy took three pillars of fragrance and circled the grave.

In the first half of the lap, the little boy walked very easily. In the second half of the lap, I could clearly see that something was wrong with the little boy's face. The three pillars of fragrance in his hand had a vague tendency to go out.

"Mom, my feet are so heavy! I can't walk!" When he reached the end of the grave, the little boy's legs softened and he knelt down, crying towards Li Hazi's wife.

Seeing this, everyone present was so frightened that they knelt down. Li Hazi's wife cried even louder, kowtowed to the ground, and cried, "Old man, the child is still young, nothing can be done."

I don’t understand. If I have offended you in any way, you must forgive him. He is the only child you left to me!"

Lang Gao knelt on the ground, looked at me, and asked: "Chen Baxian, what's going on? My cousin is my uncle's biological son, how can my uncle harm him?"

I glanced at him and said: "After death, the consciousness is very blurred and you can't tell who is who. You can only rely on the aura to judge. If someone's aura changes, that person will be unlucky, no matter who that person is."

, even his biological son is no exception."

"What should we do now?" Lang Gao asked.

After several adjustments, Mr. Gao finally said, "That's it, the position is just right!"

Strange to say, after the little boy ran that distance, the burning speed of the yellow paper gradually slowed down, and the crackling sound also disappeared. Lang Gao asked me if this scene just delayed the auspicious time, and I said,

The dripping of chicken blood into the tomb is already the beginning of the ceremony and does not count as a waste of time.

Mr. Gao put a thumb in front of his eyes, closed one eye and measured it, and said: "Push it too much, the position is not correct, just push it a little to the right and it will be fine."

With this episode, everyone present was frightened. No one dared to speak and looked at me standing alone on the grave.

Lang Gao asked me if he could do this for me. I said, logically speaking, I couldn't do this for him. Considering that he paid for the tombstone, it should be okay. Lang Gao nodded and took the shovel from my hand.

, shoveled a shovelful of dirt into the tomb.

With this fire starter, the yellow paper in the tomb burned and made a weird sound, a "cracking" sound, a bit like the sound of firecrackers. I looked happy and shouted to the little boy, "Stand up quickly and run."

Finish the journey!"

"Oooh, brother, my feet are so heavy that I can't lift them up!" the little boy cried, but he still followed my instructions and said some things that father and son often said.

I found a bamboo cane, stuck a piece of yellow paper on it, smoothed out the small mark of the tomb well, then burned three kilograms of yellow paper in the tomb well, then sprinkled some grains into it, and then caught a

Rooster, touch the knife and drizzle the chicken blood from the bead on the exquisite blood tablet.

The tombstone must be erected in the middle of the tomb, and cannot be deviated from the tomb. The left and right sides must not deviate from the position of the tomb, so the person looking at the position must have particularly good eyesight. I heard from Lao Wang that Gao Lao used to be a carpenter and his eyesight is better than ordinary people.

The man is much stronger, so I let him go to the viewing position.

After the chicken blood dyed the back of the exquisite blood monument red, I asked the Eight Immortals to move the tombstone to the tomb well. The four Eight Immortals stood on the grave to support the tombstone. Fatty Guo and Chen Tiannan stood on the left and right to adjust the angle of the tombstone.

Stand in the distance and watch the balance line between the tombstone and the grave head.

Then, I picked some large stones from nearby to accompany the exquisite blood monument, and filled it with the soil from the tomb well. There was not enough soil, so I barely managed to stabilize the tombstone.

This trick is often used in burials and erecting tombstones. Some Taoist disciples call it the 'Lotus Seal'. We Eight Immortals like to call it Burning Flowers. Some people with common knowledge of burials will use this trick. Its function is to burn the tomb well.

Part of the evil spirit and the resentment of the deceased.

As soon as I finished speaking, the cry in the entire cemetery was several dozen decibels louder and resounded through the sky. I gave the little boy an encouraging look and said, "Kidney, kneel down, kowtow to your father, and say a few words that he usually says to you."

Several of us took turns to stand at Gao Lao's position and take a look. The position was indeed very correct, so we used a shovel to shovel the soil. At first glance, we found that the height of the tomb was an inch shorter than the horizontal line of the exquisite blood monument, and we needed to dig more.

Use some soil to fill the height.

I asked Li Hazi's wife where there was loose stone and sand that could be dug. She pointed to a small hill a hundred meters away and said that the soil there was relatively loose, and stone and sand were usually dug there for erecting tombstones.

The little boy listened to my words and ran away without thinking. It only took him a moment to finish the last bit of distance, and then he fell to the ground in a state of collapse, breathing heavily from his mouth.

At the same time, I took out a stack of yellow paper, squeezed it with both hands and turned it around, dividing the stack of yellow paper into a circle, which looked a bit like a lotus from a distance. With a shake of my hand, the yellow paper was scattered towards the tomb, and then,

I lit a piece of yellow paper and threw it into the tomb.

"We can only look at the meaning of the deceased. If we can awaken part of the consciousness of the deceased, the child will be able to circle around the grave without being awakened. I am afraid that the child will suffer from serious illnesses and minor illnesses in the future." I explained.

Then Li Hazi's wife shouted, "Auntie, cry a little more sadly, and those relatives around you can cry a little louder too."

"Move to the left!" Mr. Gao stood not far away and shouted. After hearing this, Fatty Guo pushed the tombstone a little to the left and asked, "Is it right?"

Of course it was me who had to do the hard work of shoveling the soil. However, the first shovel of soil could only be done by the eldest son of the deceased. But the little boy refused to go to the grave, saying that there was a ghost. In the end, there was no way but to let Lang Gao do it.

to replace.

Fortunately, all the tools for piling graves were at the cemetery in the morning. We took some tools and went to the hill to dig out rocks and sand. Fatty Guo found it troublesome and wanted to collect materials nearby. After being kicked by me, he became more honest and behaved obediently.

Followed us.

As Fatty Guo walked, he muttered, "Why can't we get the materials nearby? We have to go so far and dig the soil and then pick it up. Isn't this just taking off my pants and farting? It's unnecessary!"

I glared at him and said: "The underworld is similar to the underworld. Every grave is a home. If someone digs the land in front of your house, would you feel comfortable? If you are not afraid of death, just dig it and they will come in the evening.

Looking for you."

Upon hearing this, Fatty Guo shrank his neck in fright and said, "If I want to live a few more years, I'd better dig on that hill!"
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