Drought corpse (Reprinting without permission from this website is strictly prohibited. Violators reserve the right to pursue legal liability)

I winked at Da Jinya and Fatty, so I took Li Chunlai to a dumpling restaurant on the street. This mutton dumpling restaurant is well-known nearby. The owner and his wife are both loyal and dedicated businessmen. The dumplings they make are full, with a unique flavor, not only affordable, but also very clean.

It was almost noon, and the meal was almost at the mouth of the meal. More and more people were eating. I often came here to eat. I was very familiar with the owner and said hello. The owner of the dumpling restaurant took us into the warehouse behind the kitchen, set up a table for us, put on chairs and bowls, and went outside to work on business.

This place is a single room that I specializes in business. There is nothing else in the warehouse except bags of flour. Every time I finish a meal, I don’t let the owner find change, which is considered a single room fee.

I said to Li Chun: "Brother Chunlai, do you see if this place is quiet enough? Should I show me the little flower shoe?"

Li Chunlai had long been caught by the fragrance of dumplings floating in from outside. He turned a deaf ear to my words and couldn't wait to start eating.

Seeing this, I had no choice but to smile bitterly. I pushed his arm and said, "Don't worry, the boss will bring it in for us after a while. If your shoes can be sold at a good price, it will be fine to eat whole meatballs of mutton dumplings every day."

Li Chunlai came to his senses after being pushed by me. After hearing what I said, he shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, I will have to marry a wife and have a baby after I have changed my money."

I smiled and said, "You haven't married yet? I haven't married either. Why are you anxious to marry a wife? When you have money, you can marry a Mizhi's aunt. Are you talking about Mizhi's aunt Suide's man? Tell me what's good about Mizhi's aunt?"

Li Chunlai was no longer as restrained as before. When he heard me ask, he replied, "Hey, that Mizhi's aunt is like the red window flower. If he could marry Mizhi's aunt, he would be very sturdy."

While talking, the boss's wife brought the steaming dumplings and brought in two bottles of beer. Li Chunlai didn't care about talking anymore, so he sent the dumplings one by one and sent them to the price of the water.

When I saw that the two pounds of dumplings were not enough for him, I quickly asked the boss's wife to cook another pound, then poured some vinegar into the small plate in front of Li Chunlai, and said to him: "Brother Chunlai, there is no sour soup dumplings that you like to eat nearby, so just eat some of this. There is vinegar and drink some beer."

Li Chunlai stuffed several dumplings into his mouth, and he was just consuming and consuming, and stopped talking. I waited for him to finish eating, and then talked to him about the embroidered shoes.

Li Chunlai had already trusted me very much at this time, so he took out the embroidered shoe from his broken leather bag and let me see it.

During this period, I have been exposed to antique artifacts a lot and I am already half an expert. I held the embroidered shoes in my hand to watch. The front of the shoe is less than a grip. The front end is as sharp as the tip of bamboo shoots, with green satin base. Peony flowers are embroidered with blue, gold and red silk thread on it. The sole of sandalwood is interlayered in the middle, and spices can be contained in it.

Judging from the appearance and embroidery patterns, it was something from the Ming Dynasty. There were not many women in Shaanxi who tied their feet. If there were any, they were mostly wealthy families, so the craftsmanship of these shoes was quite particular.

If Big Gold Teeth is here, he can tell the origin of the shoe with his nose. But I don’t have such a clever way to eat it very accurately. It doesn’t seem to be imitated, depending on the quality and workmanship. This three-inch golden lotus embroidered fragrant-soled shoes are popular and have great collection value.

I asked Li Chunlai where this shoe came from, and Li Chunlai didn't hide it, and said it all in detail:

Their place has been drought for nine years and this year it has been severe drought, and there is no rain in the sky. The villagers have been forced to think about it and secretly say something wrong.

"Drying bone piles" are also known as Drrying bones among the people. Before the liberation, it is mostly used by the Central Plains. This custom exists in remote areas of Henan, Shandong and Shaanxi provinces.

Li Chun came to their village to seek rain and used all kinds of tricks. There was a blind man in the village who could tell fortunes. The blind man said that this was a drought and that it would rain after the drought.

Everyone asked him where there was a drought. The blind man had to forget it for a long time, but he still couldn't figure it out. At this time, a kid who was herding sheep said that when he was herding sheep, he saw a green child running into a coffin that had been abandoned in the east end of the village. He didn't know which coffin was from. No one in the village had buried people in that cemetery for some reason, and the broken coffin has not yet been buried.

When the blind man who knew how to tell fortunes heard this, he insisted that Hanba was hiding in the coffin. As soon as the villagers discussed, they were about to open the coffin to see if there was any Hanba.

When the village chief heard that he disagreed, he said that the blind man was talking nonsense and became angry. He made a bet with the village chief that if he could not find the drought bar in the unowned coffin, he would ask the blind son to let the village chief’s house sheep for a year in the future.

As a result, the villagers all arrived at the deserted tomb in the east. No one could tell where the coffin came from, and few people came to this cemetery. Since it was named and unowned, many twists and turns were avoided. Everyone did it as soon as they said it, and they opened the lid of the coffin.

Once the lid of the coffin was opened, you could only smell a fishy smell, just like the smell produced by a pile of stinky fish after being exposed to the sun. The more unpleasant it smells, the more unpleasant it smells.

There were a few brave and those who were not afraid of death. They pinched their noses and came to them. When they saw it, they were shocked. There was a female corpse lying in the coffin. The clothes and jewelry on their bodies were very well preserved, just like new ones, but looking at the clothes, they were definitely not in modern times, they were ancient corpses.

Although the clothing is as intact as new, the body has dried up and the muscles and skin are like dead tree bark.

Just above the female corpse's head, a little monster covered in green hair was squatting, naked, only seven inches long, and the green haired little monkey was still alive and was curled up in a ball to sleep.

After hearing what the villagers said, the blind man insisted that the green-haired little monster was a drought-bar. He had to kill it immediately and whip it with a whip. It must be fast, otherwise it would run away at night, and it would be difficult to find it again.

A few brave villagers caught the little monster covered with green hair outside the coffin, smashed it to death with a hammer, and then beat it with a whip. What's strange is that the monster did not bleed. Once it was whipped, a lot of black air appeared on its body, and finally it was beaten to pieces. No black air came out of it again, and then it burned it to ashes with a torch.

It was dusk at this time, and the villagers asked the blind man how to deal with the female corpse in the coffin. The blind man said that if he kept it, it would be a disaster sooner or later, and he would be burned together as soon as possible, so that no one would take the things inside.

At first, everyone was a little hesitant. After all, the corpse in this coffin was not modern, and there were many gold and silver jewelry. Isn’t it a pity to burn it?

While the villagers were still hesitating, dark clouds in the sky became thicker and thunder sounded faintly. It seemed that it was going to rain heavily soon. Everyone cheered and their words to the blind man changed from believing and skeptical to worshipping him like a god.

Since the blind man said that the coffin must be burned, it must be burned. In the end, the village chief decided to let Li Chunlai leave the coffin to light the fire. Li Chunlai is a coward. Usually, the village chief does whatever he asks him to do. Although he is afraid at this time, he has to keep it.

In order to burn the coffin before it rained, he hurriedly brought a few bundles of dry firewood, piled them up under the coffin, lit a fire, and started burning.

Li Chunlai squatted beside him and stared at him. He was a poor bachelor, almost forty, but he had no money to marry his wife. At this time, thinking about the gold and silver in the coffin, he couldn't help but feel moved. Unfortunately, he didn't dare to take it just now. Now the fire is burning, and he can't get it. I don't know if it's worth it if it's burned.

Li Chunlai was feeling extremely regretful when suddenly a white light flashed, and three or four thunders exploded in the sky. The heavy rain poured down, and immediately extinguished half of the burnt flames.
Chapter completed!