"Zhang Tianju, do you know that you are committing an evil act? Your grandfather almost killed the whole village back then, and now you dare to come out and swindle money?" the three cripples said, cursing.
I frowned, ignored him, and just took out the compass in my hand.
"Zhang Tianju, didn't you kid hear what I said? Do you believe that I will expose you as a little liar right away?" The three lame man cursed.
My face turned cold and I glanced at him with some disgust. The dozen or so strong men behind the three cripples all had ferocious faces.
"Go away! Be careful, I will destroy you now!" At this time, Wang Xiren cursed loudly, with a hint of anger on his face.
The third cripple's face turned red for a while, and he wanted to argue, but when he saw Wang Xiren's murderous eyes, he turned around and left angrily.
I breathed a sigh of relief. A bad person needs to be punished by a bad person. This statement seems to be true at all.
"Brother Zhang, you'd better take action as soon as possible!" Wang Xiren turned his head, with a trace of anger still on his face.
I nodded and looked around with my compass. After I found that everything was normal, I breathed a sigh of relief. Strangely enough, since I rolled up Wang Zhenrong's body, the gloomy feeling around me suddenly dissipated a lot.
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"No matter what happens tonight, no one is allowed to leave this cemetery, do you hear me?" I said in a low voice.
The two brothers were stunned for a moment, then nodded and told the family behind them.
I breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, the water boiled with mugwort was ready. I cooled the water slightly, and then served it in front of a few people.
"Just wipe their faces with this water and they should be fine!" I said.
"Really?" Wang Xiren was stunned.
I nodded and didn’t say much. The two people fainted, probably because of the evil spirits. The so-called evil spirits refer to disasters, which are also called disasters and return evils. Legend has it that disaster is the last time a person bids farewell to his family after death.
He came back under the pressure of the devil. A large number of people believe that the disaster happened in the first seven days, but some people will have the disaster on different days. Wang Zhenrong's death was so bizarre, and it should be strange when the disaster occurred.
And these two children are the descendants of their Wang Zhenrong, and they should have been overcome by evil spirits during the disaster.
Over there, Wang Xiren poured mugwort water on the two people, his eyes somewhat expectant. The two doctors laughed at him with disdain.
I feel a little nervous in my heart. After all, this is related to their trust in me. If I mess up, the next thing will be really difficult to handle.
After a while, the two people opened their eyes, with a somewhat confused look in their eyes.
I breathed a sigh of relief, but Wang Xiren's face was filled with joy. I saw a hint of fanaticism in the way he looked at me.
When it got dark, I took these people to guard the memorial shed. My parents came over to look at me. Although they didn't say much, I could see the sighs in their eyes.
"Tianju, I followed what you said and went from house to house to give orders. It's just that the houses close to the three cripples all sneered at him!" Li Daihe said standing in the distance.
I nodded, "Thank you very much, go back first! Remember, don't come out tonight!"
"Well, I understand!" Li Daihe said and hurried back to the village.
Everyone in the Wang family cast their eyes on me, vaguely expecting me to say something. I touched my nose and said awkwardly: "I'll just feel aggrieved tonight, and I'll be fine after the funeral in three days!"
"Yes! We know!" Wang Xiren said hurriedly.
I nodded, but my eyes glanced at the blood-red bumps on the back of Wang Xiren's neck. Those bumps were already the size of fingernails, so I guess he should have noticed them too.
The sky was completely dark, and gusts of wind came from the distance, blowing the long flags outside the memorial shed and swaying in all directions. I sat on the ground and felt a gust of wind blowing, and the mat on Wang Zhenrong's body was blown away.
His somewhat pale cheeks were exposed. After these days of tossing and turning, the corpse already had signs of decay. I think if it takes some time, it should be completely rotten.
The people around me were a little commotion, but they stopped it in time. I looked at the time, and when it was approaching midnight, I immediately cheered up. Just like last night, a gust of wind blew over again, and the temperature in the tomb seemed to
have dropped a lot.
I quickly looked at the path and saw clear footprints appearing on the road again.
The footprints were very clear and slow, and they did not stop until they reached the outside of the memorial shed.
I took a deep breath and said calmly: "If you are tired, you can take a rest first, but you must not leave the cemetery!"
The Wang family nodded hurriedly, looking at the strong wind outside, they were also scared to shrink in place.
The footsteps hovered at the door for a long time before walking towards the village angrily. I stared at the direction of the village, sighing a little in my heart. I am afraid someone will die again tonight. Nearing the early morning, I found that the footsteps were moving again.
When he came back, he was a little frightened in his heart, but he moved back and forth outside the funeral shed but made no further movements.
After daybreak, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. The faces of the Wang family were also filled with joy, as if nothing happened last night, which made them feel good.
Li Daihe rushed over from a distance and said loudly to me: "Tianju, Wang Xincheng died last night!"
I was stunned for a moment, and a hint of gloom suddenly flashed in my eyes. This Wang Xincheng was also one of the three cripples, and I didn't expect that he really didn't listen to my instructions. Yesterday before it got dark, I asked Li Daihe to go door-to-door to notify that the door must be closed.
I had to pour saltpeter to prevent the evil spirit from rushing into the house. I think Wang Xincheng really turned a deaf ear to it and did nothing.
"Let's all take turns to rest, we have to stay up late at night!" I said and walked out of the funeral shed.
The Wang family breathed a sigh of relief and sent their children to nearby neighbors' homes or to the car. I took Wang Hongyu and Wang Shen back to my home and fell on the bed.
I got up near night, had a quick bite, and then rushed to Blind Mountain Pass.
The night was relatively peaceful, and no one died in the village. After seeing Wang Xincheng's death, every household consciously blocked their doorways with ashes.
For two days in a row, nothing happened until the morning of the third day.
I returned home early and heard my grandma say: "When you wake up this morning, you must do the following, otherwise there will be a big disaster in the future!"
"What's the matter?" I asked hurriedly.
"After today's wake, the coffin must not fall to the ground under any circumstances!" Grandma said, staring at me and saying again: "When you are buried, you must recite the Purana Sutra three times, and you must not be interrupted by anyone!"
I nodded.
"There is one last thing, that is, after the burial, you are not allowed to look back! If you want to leave, leave as soon as possible without any nostalgia until you get home!" Grandma said sternly.
I was slightly dazed, but still nodded.
"Go!" Grandma waved her hand and said with a sigh.
My father and mother were both staring at me, with complicated emotions in their eyes.
I put on a black robe and walked out of the yard, feeling a little heavy. This black robe was worn by my grandfather back then. It was a little big on me now and looked a bit funny. According to grandma, this was the reason why I wore it.
The robe specially worn by spiritual masters. As for when it is said to have originated, it is no longer possible to trace.
After leaving the village, I saw the three cripples walking over from a distance, and said with a sneer: "Zhang Tianju, don't be ungrateful! If you make the village uneasy, Third Grandpa, I will never let you go!"
I said coldly: "Get out!"
"You..." The third cripple's face turned red, "Okay, okay! Do you think you have climbed onto the high branches of the Wang family? I see if you mess up this matter today, how will the Wang family eat you!"
After the words fell, the three cripples turned around and walked away.
I walked slowly to the memorial shed, took a deep breath, and nodded to Wang Xiren.
"Get up!" After the words fell, eight young and strong young men straightened up and lifted up Wang Zhenrong's body. Although there was no coffin, the mats were like a coffin.
My heartbeat accelerated slightly, I kept reciting the Purana Sutra, and stared closely at the coffin bearers. The coffins exploded the first two times, and they said that Wang Zhenrong could not be buried in the mountains, so
Today's success or failure lies here.
After walking for more than ten steps, these eight young and strong young men staggered a little, and their faces turned red.
I took a deep breath and was about to say something when I saw these eight people stopped.
"I can't walk anymore!" one of them said, with anxiety on his face.
"Yes, I can't move forward anymore. What's going on?"
"I can't walk anymore!"
Several people were screaming with horror on their faces.
Wang Xiren hurriedly led his family to kneel on the ground, kowtowed and said: "Father, if you want to kill me, just ask me to come back. I will help you do it, and you can rest in peace!"
"Let's rest in peace!" The Wang family members cried and said.
The wailing suddenly started, and the eight young men carrying the coffin, their faces turned from red to blue, shouted: "You don't want to be buried!"
"What kind of evil has this done?"
"If we don't lift him up, we will crush him to death!"
"No more lifting! No more lifting!"
These people spoke one after another, with expressions of regret on their faces. If they let go at this time, they would have committed a big taboo.
My face became anxious for a while, I tossed my sleeves and robe, and yelled loudly, "Hey!"