If at this time the dog gets under the coffin and a cat barks on the beam, my second uncle will become a fierce ghost and jump out of the coffin.

there are no relatives in our family. I'm going to bury uncle Er before sunset.

we have a saying there that dead people can't be buried after the sun goes down, because the Yin Qi between heaven and earth is very heavy after the sun goes down, it's easy for the Yin Qi to gather in the body of the buried dead, so that the dead can become zombies.

with a gong, eight ghosts carried my uncle's coffin to the road.

according to the custom, eight adult men are needed to carry the coffin when the dead are buried. We call this ceremony "octagon". This octagon is not the octagon we use as perfume, but a simple ghost seal array.

there are two purposes of this array. The first is to prevent other ghosts from frightening the spirits of the dead. The second is to seal the contact between the dead and the Yang and prevent the dead from changing in the way of burial.

as long as the coffin enters the earth and goes to the grave, unless it's a place of great violence or the dead are too angry, generally no accident will happen. So the "octagon" carrying the coffin must be an adult man, so as to better play the power of the array.

most people don't know these secrets at all. They simply regard the octagon as a custom.

I cut down a bamboo tree, on which I hung a soul guiding banner made of white paper, and a ghost led the way with the soul guiding banner.

there are three purposes of the soul guiding banner. The first is to guide the spirits of the dead to follow the body. The second is an identification of the dead in the underworld. The third is that when the dead dies, he can find his way home by using the soul guiding banner.

when the village buries the dead, the soul leading flags are all taken by the children. Because the children's Yang is not so strong, they will not disturb the spirits.

there is a taboo when taking the soul leading banner. You can never turn back until you get to the grave. If you help others to look back, the owner of the family will be furious. According to the custom, it will bring bad luck to the family of the dead.

the most authoritative explanation is that although the boy's Yang is not very strong, the sky eye between his eyebrows hasn't dissipated. Looking back, the sky eye doesn't scare the ghost back.

I'm wearing a Xiaoyi, holding a filial piety stick and kowtowing step by step.

a ghost with a soul leading banner opened the way in front of me. Eight ghosts carried the coffin in the middle. I kowtowed behind with a filial stick. The sky was thundering and lightning, and the thunderstorm rolled.

"God, he asked the ghost to bury him. It was a ghost child indeed." the villagers looked out through the crack of the door. Everyone was pale with fear. Anyone who saw this scene was half scared.

I don't know when the close door of the villagers ignited a long incense, and the smoke was misty. The entourage team went all the way.

when there are dead people buried in the village, each family will burn a handful of wormwood at the door, or weave straw into a straw to light it. The old people all say that it can get rid of bad luck.

where did the bad luck come from?

what the old man said is that the evil spirit is actually something like the ghost, because when people die, the soul lingers nearby, and the new ghost is easy to provoke the ghost.

ghosts are also afraid of fire and smoke. As long as they get to their own door, naturally those ghosts will not dare to enter the house.

today, I asked the ghost to help me to send uncle Er to the mountain. The villagers were very afraid, so they lit up Changxiang to honor those wandering ghosts.

the burning fragrance in the underworld is equivalent to the silver in the Yang. The ghost can trade it as currency in the underworld, as is the paper money. So every time someone dies or has a festival, the adults at home will burn paper money at the grave of the deceased. Sometimes if you forget or burn less paper money, you will have some dreams related to the deceased's life in the evening. In fact, this is the dream that the deceased will tell you to burn money for him.

when the sun set, I finally buried my second uncle. The last one was covered with loess, and a small mountain was built.

"uncle Er, you can rest here later. Every year, I will give you more money to burn paper. I will remember what you and grandpa said." I kowtowed three heads in front of uncle Er's grave, bent the soul leading banner into a semicircle arch and inserted it in the grave head. There is a saying in

that people should bend the soul leading banner into an arch and insert it in the grave head after burial. There are two purposes to do this. One is to It is from then on that the arch is the gateway for the ghost to travel between the Yin and Yang. Secondly, the bamboo inserted in the grave is to test the situation of the dead buried in the ground. If the bamboo naturally withers, it means that everything is normal. If the bamboo is alive, it means that the people buried below are dead.

when the bamboo comes alive, it will die. It's not a fluff but a basis. Because any corpse has something to do with Yin Qi. Yin Qi can nourish dead bodies, and the same can nourish bamboo.

"uncle, thank you today." I kowtowed to a group of ghosts and burned a bundle of paper money to them. The act of asking ghosts for help has attracted a lot of lonely souls and wild ghosts. At this moment, they are gathered together to look at me curiously.

"little doll, you are not afraid of us," a water devil asked.

"not afraid" I shake my head. Ghosts and people are the same in my eyes. The difference lies in the beauty and ugliness of appearance.

"this little doll is a little strange. It's so small that you can not only see us, but also not be afraid. The main thing is that I feel the same breath in him." a headless ghost made a sound.

"because I am..." before I finish, I feel the sky is spinning and my eyes are fainting as soon as it is dark.

"ah, this is also a child with a hard life. The wild mountains and mountains will be taken away by some wild animals at night. Let's send him back." a group of ghosts carried me back home. I slept for a long time and didn't wake up until noon the next day.

"Grandpa, you haven't left yet." when I woke up, there was an old man in the room, which surprised me.

"well, wherever I can go, I'm a ghost." the old man laughed bitterly.

"it is rare to meet a person who can see himself and is not afraid of himself, so I want to talk to you more." the old man smiled. I got up to find something to eat, and then I found some paper money in the cupboard and burned it to the old man.

"Grandpa, thank you for sending me back." I'm very grateful for these wild ghosts. Although they are not their own kind, they have helped themselves.

"there's nothing to thank. We took your money," the old man waved. He floated to the beam and sat down, stretching out his legs and shaking in the air. Fortunately, I'm not afraid of ghosts. Otherwise, his appearance can frighten people to death.

"well, this man still needs to do good deeds. If I had done some good deeds before I was alive, I would not be a wandering ghost now." the old man said a lot and started to sigh with me.

"I was a village head before I died, because there were many bad things to do. After I died, I was directly thrown into the oil pan by ghost messenger and fried, and then tortured me for ten years in the eighteenth layer of hell, and finally I was left in the sun and became a ghost," the old man recalled.

"now I regret that it's too late. I still want to be a good person. Alas, after so many years, my great grandson should have grown up. "The old man sighed.

"Grandpa, if you want to see your relatives, you can go back to see them." I don't know how to comfort the old man. Although I have only one, Grandpa and uncle have always taught me to be a good man.

"baby, how can it be so simple. All the ghosts can't move forward when they are hundreds of feet away from their relatives. Moreover, their relatives can't see themselves at all, and they can't get the incense burning for themselves, let alone the dream for them. "The old man said bitterly, these are the punishment of the king of hell for the wicked.

"doll, you are a ghost child," the old man suddenly said. If you like this novel, please add it to your bookshelf and read it slowly