I requested to be buried on the same day on the pretext of being busy with business. The female manager took advantage of me and arranged the matter quickly and well.
In the early years, cemeteries were not like today. Nowadays, cemeteries in many places no longer need to break ground. They are just a big stone slab. You just need to remove the stone slab and put it in the urn. At that time, we were influenced by traditional concepts and had to dig and bury the remains.
The tomb is a vertical shaft that goes straight up. It is large at the top and small at the bottom. The depth is about 1.5 meters. It is suitable for placing the coffin. The coffin is a large urn. Large coffins are not allowed in the cemetery.
The cultural relics had been hidden in the urn for a long time. I originally planned to dig them out myself, but doing so would seem a bit cover-up.
The people responsible for digging the grave were diggers hired by the female manager. They were two honest old men from nearby villagers who had been doing the digging business for 20 to 30 years.
"Be careful! Move gently!"
"Hey, boss, your coffin is not light."
The two old men carefully placed the urn into the grave.
"This is made of good quality solid wood, so it's a little heavy. Could you two please work harder and I can get you a good cigarette later." I said,
"Ouch! My boss' words are serious, that's right."
I heard that they were also offered a cigarette, but the two old men refused on the surface, but could not hide the smiles on their faces.
"I don't see any other relatives or friends coming. Master, it's just you?"
I said yes. We two brothers depended on each other for life. Both of our parents died when we were young, so we have no relatives.
"Hey...it's not easy in today's society."
The old man looked at the photo of Bean Sprouts posted on the tombstone and sighed: "It's such a pity that you are so young. You have a good journey, young man."
I watched the grave being filled with shovel after shovel.
I went back to the car and brought a cigarette to someone. The two old men couldn't help but thank me after putting away the cigarette. Seeing the sadness on my face, they shook their heads and sighed, then left with their shovels.
After they left, I wiped away my tears and pretended to burn paper money.
As a result, I was so burned that I couldn't help but laugh.
I looked at the photo of Dou Sprout on the tombstone and said, "Rest in peace, reincarnate as soon as possible, and be a good person in your next life."
After saying that, I lit three sticks of incense and placed them next to Lu Ziming's tombstone.
No one knows what's in the urn except myself.
Unless he doesn't want to use the cemetery anymore, he won't be able to move it. They patrol it 24 hours a day and won't let anyone else move it.
Two and a half days later.
"Hi...Hi..."
In the Ecstasy Forest, I held my hand on a tree and gasped for air. Compared to the urban area, the altitude in the mountains was too high, and I was still a little uncomfortable.
After breathing for a few minutes, I continued on my way.
After passing the watchtower and walking west for more than ten miles, we arrived at our camp, the Xiwu'er ruins area.
Where are people?
Where have everyone gone?
When I got here, I didn't see a single tent. Do they all live in stone houses?
"Head!"
"Brother Yu! Xiaoxuan!"
I ran into the stone houses one by one to look for them.
Still no one was seen, and the fire on the ground had long been extinguished.
wrong....
If the leader moves the camp and I haven't come back yet, he will definitely leave a message and guidance for me...
But why did they move the camp? This place has not been surveyed yet, there must be something there.
I searched carefully again.
Finally, I saw a line of small words written on the wall in a stone house.
