"He must be lazy again. He used to be lazy every time the farm was busy, let alone now?"
"Forget it, forget it, uncle Qi is the first seven today, no one should talk about this, let's continue to keep vigil."
Soon, no one cared about this, they continued to burn paper money, and the candlelight flickered in the lobby.
…
Early the next morning.
Several people were sleepy and tired, so they planned to go to the hut to settle things before eating and going to bed.
However, there was a scream in the backyard.
Dead people!
Xiao Fang, who left last night, was actually submerged in the manure pit and had already lost his breath.
These young people looked horrified.
Soon, the men in Lu Lao Qi's room received the news and all arrived at Lu Lao Qi's house with ugly faces.
Yesterday, black dogs dug into the grave of Tou Qi Lu and Lao Qi. Today, a person died. No matter who it is, they all know that this is not a good thing.
Everyone respectfully invited the third uncle to the table, and then sat down in order of seniority.
Everyone was silent for a moment, and suddenly someone tapped the table.
"I would say that the position of the Lao Qi point point is wrong. It faces south and faces north, which is full of yin energy.
But her daughter-in-law insisted on burying her there. At that time, she thought she had ulterior motives, but now it’s better, and it’s really a disaster.”
As soon as these words came out, the whole room immediately started shouting, like a vegetable market.
Only a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties remained silent and squatted next to Xiao Fang's body, seemingly in disbelief.
Finally, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, uncovered the white cloth, and looked at Xiao Fang who seemed to be asleep.
Suddenly, a burst of laughter came.
This made everyone in the room stop arguing and turn their eyes to look at him.
I saw the middle-aged man bending down with a smile and couldn't stop laughing.
Finally, he lay on the ground, finally suppressing his laughter and stopped laughing.
“A black dog digs a grave, a black dog digs a grave.
My son died today, and it will be your turn tomorrow.
People are doing it, and God is watching. Those who die are not unjust, and those who die are not unjust."
The man is Xiao Fang's father, Lu Laowu. His wife died young and he worked hard to raise his son alone.
Now that Lu Xiaofang was dead, he was suddenly stimulated.
As soon as his words came out, the expressions of others immediately turned bad.
At this time, the third uncle, the head of the branch, hit the ground hard with his walking stick.
"Lao Qi has just guarded Qi, and now something happens to Xiao Fang. It's really not a good thing.
But Lao Wu, don’t talk nonsense, but I don’t blame you if you are stimulated.
Third child, take a few children and send fifth child back, don't let him wander around under mental stimulation, and avoid accidents."
"Yes, third uncle."
Lu Laosan grabbed Lu Laowu's hand and took Lu Laowu back with a few juniors.
Lu Laowu struggled and shouted, "None of you can escape."
The third uncle's face looked very ugly.
Thinking of the black dog digging into the grave yesterday, he felt uneasy.
"Go and ask Zhai Po to come over and see if there is anything dirty in our Lu family.
Also, remember to let the third child take good care of the fifth child and don’t let him do stupid things in grief.”
"yes."
Several people hurriedly ran out to ask for Zhai Po.
The third uncle called over some young men who had been watching the night last night and asked them again in detail.
"When Xiao Fang died, his whole body was soaked in the manure pit? And he was head down and feet up?"
The others were silent at this time, but looked a little gloomy.
The third uncle asked again: "Where is the seventh wife?"
"She is still taking care of the child. Xiao Fang is dead, so it's hard for her to bring the child over."
The third uncle nodded, stopped talking, and waited quietly for Po Zhai to come over.
Not long after, several young men came in carrying an old woman.
She has white hair and a thin face. There is a faint light among the furrows and wrinkles, and among the cloudy eyes.
The third uncle respectfully invited Zhai Po to the table and told the whole story.
Zhaipo nodded and said nothing.
She took out a Dharma bell, grabbed a handful of glutinous rice in her hand, asked someone to prepare the incense table, lit three incense candles, and then sat cross-legged on the ground.
He swung the Dharma bell with his right hand, and the bell rang continuously. Others did not dare to speak at this time for fear of disturbing Zhai Po.
After half a stick of incense, Zhaipo suddenly opened his eyes.
The glutinous rice in her hand was also thrown out, turning into smoke among the incense candles.
The third uncle hurried forward.
Zhaipo looked quite panicked, "I can't control this matter, send me back."
The third uncle grabbed Zhaipo's hand and said, "Zhaipo, what on earth did you see?"
Zhaipo stood up, said nothing, and wanted to leave.
How could the third uncle let her go at this time?
"Zhaipo, if you have any questions, just ask us, we will never have any objections."
Seeing that her third uncle was so insistent that she would definitely not be able to leave without telling him, she had no choice but to speak.
"Lu Laoqi's tomb is too dark. I'm afraid he is resentful. Yesterday was his first seven. I'm afraid his evil spirit has returned.
It's daytime now, everyone can still leave, but it will be too late when it gets dark.
I don’t know what you are thinking, but Lu Laoqi is quite wealthy, so why didn’t he ask a Feng Shui master to look at the grave before burying him?”
As soon as these words came out, there were whispers in the lobby, and their words were all criticisms of Lu Laoqi's widow Xiaocui.
"I just said that the tomb was wrong and the yin energy was too strong.
It’s okay now, I’m afraid it’s because of Lao Qi’s evil change that Xiao Fang will die.”
"This girl seems to be really uneasy and well-intentioned. Also, Lao Qi has always been in good health. How could he die suddenly? There may be some hidden reason."
"I advised Lao Qi at the beginning. This vixen is not a good person at first glance. She is so young and a yellow-flowered girl. Why did she marry him? She must be coveting Lao Qi's property!"
Everyone's words and words were all condemning the widow, and their faces were full of anger.
Suddenly, the third uncle's crutch hit the ground hard.
"Boom!"
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, the most important thing now is to get out of here as soon as possible.
As for Lao Qi’s wife, let’s get through this first.
And now Lao Qi’s son still needs her to take care of him. As an orphan and a widower, you should stop talking here."
After saying that, the third uncle looked at Zhaipo and asked in a deep voice: "Zhaipo, besides leaving Lao Qi's house, is there any other way to allow Lao Qi to leave safely?"
Zhaipo looked quite anxious, as if she didn't want to be contaminated by the bad luck here. She hesitated before finally speaking.
"Move the grave to stay away from the Yin energy. Maybe Lao Qi will eliminate the hostility in a place where the Yang energy is strong and leave naturally."
"Okay. Boss, you can now follow Zhaipo to choose the cemetery and move the grave as soon as possible."
"yes."
"Others, let the seventh daughter-in-law prepare now and take the children to my house first. Others should leave as soon as possible."
Zhaipo was stunned, but looking at her third uncle's eyes, she knew that she might not be able to leave if she didn't agree.
At this time, the third uncle took out some broken silver and gave it to Zhai Po.
Sorry to trouble you, I will be rewarded generously when the matter is resolved."
Zhai Po looked hesitant for a moment, then took the money and left with Boss Lu.
Suddenly, Xiaocui, the widow of Lao Qi, came out of the backyard with her children and looked at everyone coldly.
"The grave cannot be moved. This is the grave that Lao Qi decided before he died. No one can move it."
After saying that, he turned his head again and said to Zhaipo: "Zhaipo, don't you know what the taboos are about moving graves?"
Just as Zhaipo was about to speak, a voice suddenly came.
"The grave cannot be moved."
Everyone frowned.
The third uncle's expression also changed.
"Bring the seventh daughter-in-law to my house, she can't make the decision in this matter."
Xiao Cui and the child were dragged away by several young men, and Zhai Po also left with Mr. Lu and several young men.
The remaining people saw the third uncle's expression changing, and finally heard him sigh.
"You buried Xiao Fang too. Now that this has happened, keep everything simple."
"yes."
Under the command of the third uncle, everyone quickly completed the tomb relocation, and Xiao Fang was buried safely, keeping everything simple.
Every household even followed Zhaipo's advice and prepared a rooster to hang at the door, and put glutinous rice and cinnabar in the room.
As for Xiaocui, she was locked up in the backyard of her third uncle to prevent her from causing trouble at this time.
One night passed, the third uncle called everyone to his house, and when most of them came one after another, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief as he didn't hear any bad news.