Mr. Liu was making jade slips in his bamboo house. When he heard something moving outside, he came out.
He only saw Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou. He was a little strange and said, "Xiaochuan, where is that girl Xiaoya?"
Ye Xiaochuan pointed to the Tai Chi diagram at his feet that had returned to purple and red, and said, "She is still down there."
Mr. Liu was a little confused and didn't know what that girl Xiaoya was doing down there.
Ye Xiaochuan is unwilling to talk more about Yuan Xiaolou. So far, he has not thought about exposing Yuan Xiaolou's life experience.
Asked: "Uncle Master Liu, aren't Sister Gui and Qi Gege still there to visit great-grandpa's grave?"
Mr. Liu's face turned bitter and he said: "Now we are not going to the grave, but digging the grave. Not long after you went down, the two girls came over and borrowed two shovels. You'd better go over and have a look yourself."
Ye Xiaochuan was shocked. When he left in the morning, the ghost girl was still chasing him. Why did she take the initiative to dig a grave just an hour later?
Does it count that the little demon fish can still be pinched?
Without the need for Mr. Liu to lead the way, Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou soon arrived at the bamboo forest in the northwest.
Passing through a patch of black bamboo, we soon saw the fenced bamboo house where Xian Yao lived.
Xian Yao was feeding the chickens and ducks in the fence with millet, while Gui Yatou and Xiao Qi were rubbing their arms and digging graves with great enthusiasm.
Xian Yao didn't seem to stop him.
An hour passed, and the two girls' labor yielded great results. The tomb bag disappeared, and a large hole was dug behind the unmarked monument.
When Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou walked in, they found that the pit was quite deep, and the coffin was already exposed.
The material of the coffin is golden nanmu, a specialty of Sichuan. The tree is very old. It uses half of the burial method of the Bo people in the ancient times of Sichuan. The reason why it is said to be half is because the funeral custom of the Bo people is to first find a tree.
After sawing off a very thick tree, a tree hole as long as a person is dug in the trunk, just like a small boat. After the top is sealed with wooden boards, the tree coffin will be carried.
Go to the cliffs. The hanging coffins on both sides of the Yangtze River in Bashu and on Wuyi Mountain were all made by the Bo people in ancient times.
Xu Tiandi's coffin is naturally not a hanging coffin, but its shape is almost the same as that of the Bo people's hanging coffin.
A thick nanmu tree with a diameter of nearly two feet long was hollowed out in the middle, and covered with a layer of nanmu boards. The two ends were pointed, much like a canoe drifting on the Yangtze River.
Obviously, when the ghosts and gods buried Xu Tiandi, they put a lot of thought into the coffin. More than 20,000 years later, the coffin still has not rotted. It seems that several layers of waterproof, fireproof and moisture-proof materials were laid on the coffin.
Forbidden enchantment.
Ye Xiaochuan shouted: "Sister Ghost! Did you really dig up my great-grandfather's grave?"
Gui Yatou and Xiao Qi both turned into little painted faces at this moment.
She picked up the shovel and said, "Didn't you ask me to dig it?" Ye Xiaochuan hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head, saying: "You can eat this food randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. The dead are the most important, and they are buried in peace. How can we
Disturbing the peace of our ancestors? There are so many pairs of eyes looking at you. This matter has nothing to do with me. Can you
Don’t try to frame me! If your mother, Master Guixian, finds out, why don’t you shave me alive?”
It was indeed Ye Xiaochuan who instigated it, but Ye Xiaochuan expressed his determination not to bear the blame.
The person who wanted to dig up Xu Tiandi's grave was Yao Xiaoyu, and the ones who dug it were Gui Yatou and Xiao Qi. In this action of digging up the grave, he was innocent and clean, and he did not have to bear any joint responsibility.
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He must remove himself from this matter, otherwise the ghost-fairy mother-in-law will really kill him alive.
The ghost girl let out a sigh and said: "I will tell my mother when I return to heaven that it was you who asked me to dig my great-grandfather's grave! It was you who caused the trouble, don't even think about hiding it!"
The ghost girl said: "What am I? A beautiful and kind-hearted little fairy like me, who has received a good upbringing since childhood, would I dig my own great-grandfather's ancestral grave? Who would believe it if I tell you?"
Xiao Qi stuck out her tongue and said, "You can really do this."
The ghost girl was angry and chased Xiao Qi with a shovel. Xiao Qi ran behind Ye Xiaochuan to seek political asylum.
Ye Xiaochuan took away the ghost girl's shovel and said, "Can you guys stop with such a serious matter as relocating the grave?"
It seems that I can't take it out, so I'll think of a way to rationalize this change.
There are so many people living in the bamboo forest fantasy. Xu Tiandi will definitely be disturbed while sleeping here, and he can't sleep well underground. He must move his tomb to a geomantic treasure land with beautiful mountains and clear waters, thousands of mountains and thousands of locks.
Let your great-grandfather sleep peacefully underneath, this is the filial piety that future generations should fulfill.
Although there is only one word difference between digging a grave and moving a grave, the consequences are completely opposite.
In the former case, Ye Xiaochuan would be stripped of his skin by the ghost fairy, and in the latter case, he might be greatly praised by the ghost fairy.
The ghost girl now regrets digging up her grandfather's grave so rashly and wants to throw the blame on her brother-in-law.
When she heard Ye Xiaochuan say that the grave was to be moved, her eyes lit up and she nodded hurriedly, saying: "Yes, yes, yes, the grave is to be moved, it is the grave to be moved!"
Now that this man Ye Xiaochuan is here, the hard work will naturally be left to him.
Then I saw Ye Xiaochuan, now a famous figure in the world, digging soil in a big pit with a spade.
Xiao Qi and Gui Yatou had almost dug out, and in less than half an hour, Ye Xiaochuan had already cleared out the entire coffin.
The two ends of the nanmu tree coffin were tied with ropes. Four people, Ye Xiaochuan, Yun Qiyou, Xiao Qi, and Gui Yatou, stood at the four corners and slowly pulled the tree coffin up and prepared to place it in the open space.
At this moment, Master Xian Yao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Wait a minute."
When everyone looked around, they saw Master Xian Yao waving his hand, and more than a dozen black-nosed bamboo branches were broken outside the fence yard.
Those broken black knotted bamboos actually shot towards the fence yard. The branches and leaves of the black knotted bamboos fell off automatically in mid-air. The long black knotted bamboos also began to be cut into sections about six feet long by a mysterious force.
Bamboo stick.
What were originally a dozen long bamboos flew into the fenced yard and turned into dozens of bamboo sticks. Controlled by that mysterious power, these bamboo sticks were neatly arranged on the ground.
Ye Xiaochuan pulled the rope and asked: "Senior, what is this?"
Xian Yao said calmly: "While moving the coffin, the coffin should not be dropped to the ground, and the Dharma body should not be exposed to light. This is a rule passed down by our ancestors."
Since it is an old rule, you must abide by it.
Ye Xiaochuan gently placed the nanmu tree coffin on the bamboo sticks.
After the coffin was placed, Xian Yao said: "Take out a few umbrellas, preferably black, to block the sun when the coffin is opened."
This was a bit difficult. Ye Xiaochuan didn't have an umbrella. The other three fairies had umbrellas, but they were all pink or bright oil paper umbrellas that girls like. Finally, Ye Xiaochuan found a large piece of black cloth and held it up with a bamboo pole.
He got up and covered the coffin, which meant that the Dharmakaya was no longer visible to the light.