Chapter 1 Polar Burial Pavilion

Birth, old age, illness and death are the normal course of life.

If a child dies young and is separated forever, don’t you want to let go and look forward to seeing him again? I will tell you that this is not impossible. Use a round basin to hold the body, cover it on top, drill holes underneath, and make a burial pit.

It is six feet and six inches in diameter and covers three sides of earth. From then on, the ghost of the child will come out of the small hole in the bottom of the basin and meet you in your dreams every night.

If a loved one dies unfortunately and his limbs are mutilated, do you hope that he will be peaceful after death and seek a perfect rebirth? I will tell you that this can also be done. Use clay to repair the mutilated limbs, and bury the deceased with his head facing west and bending down.

Having suffered all the grievances for a lifetime, I will live a comfortable life in the future.

In short, if you have such needs, feel free to contact me.

My name is Wei Jingzhe, and I run a black shop inherited from my ancestors. However, my black shop does not rip off customers, it just does not have a business license, because the public does not have the category I operate.

My father, who has long been relegated to the second line in the countryside, told me that my profession is technically called a courtesy officer. This is an ancient official position, and all my ancestors did this. My mother said that my father often regarded it as such.

Our sect only cares about the evil rites among the five rites. To put it bluntly, it is for burying the dead. There is a lot more to it, and it is not just the funeral parlor. There are thousands of ways to die, and there are countless ways to die.

Different burial methods are different, and there are many professional skills. Not only do you have to know the process and choose a site based on Feng Shui, but you also have to be proficient in the various tomb structures that have appeared since ancient times to see what kind of dead person is suitable for what kind of tomb.

Even setting up anti-theft mechanisms, in my father’s words - a tomb is something that stands between yin and yang. It must take into account the emotions of the living and the needs of the dead, and only with strong professional skills can it satisfy customers.

Unfortunately, in this era where cremation is advocated, there are too few people who believe in what our ancestors said. My business has been very bleak, and I have thought about changing my career, but I can't convince my father.

I don't believe what he said. I still prefer the big stick in his hand. If he disagrees with me, he will slap him hard. He also calls it the dog-beating stick method. I really can't stand it.

Taking this picture, I can only stick to the store and spend the rest of my life.

"Another day has passed..."

This is the helpless sigh I make almost every day.

At dusk, I looked longingly at the traffic on the street, but my shop was deserted, which was in sharp contrast. I shook my head, and was about to get up to close the door, when a young man walked in.

This is a very tall and strong young man, wearing huge sunglasses that almost cover half of his face.

"Is there a wasted funeral at home? Choose a date or visit a ghost house? I recommend that the whole process be arranged, and there will be mourners. It's great to cry, just like your own mother has died. It's so miserable!"

I was overjoyed and quickly got up to greet him.

The young man took off his sunglasses and said with a dark face: "Old Qi, you just open the door to welcome guests like this? It's a big deal that you didn't get beaten to death..."

"The third child?"

I was surprised when I saw the young man's face clearly.

I know this person, his name is Xing Wei. I was a good friend in the dormitory where I went to school. At that time, in terms of size in the same dormitory, I was the seventh oldest and he was the third. Unfortunately, I couldn’t study well, so together we couldn’t even make up for two.

10%, he is quite good. He went to university in Taiyuan, a university of science and technology. After that, we saw each other less. In more than a year, we met less than three times, but the friendship did not fade. We met now.

The two met each other and felt cordial, so they hurriedly took him to sit down and chatted.

"Lao Qi, let's talk later when we have time."

After sitting for a while, Xing Wei said: "I'm really looking for you this time because I have something to do."

I saw that he had a solemn look on his face, and he stopped joking and said sternly: "What's the matter? Let's talk about it, we buddies shouldn't hide it."

"There's something wrong with my grandpa!"

Xing Wei sighed and roughly explained the matter.

The old man has some uremia. At the beginning of this year, his condition worsened and he was sent to the hospital for observation. But something strange has happened recently. He dreams about his grandfather, Xing Wei's great ancestor, almost every night.

It was said that the old man was wearing a black shroud, smiling, and constantly waving outside the door. He did this every night. Over time, the old man began to hallucinate. Sometimes he would take a nap in the middle of the day, and when he opened his eyes, he would scream that his grandfather was watching from the ceiling.

Own……

"Some people say that this is my great-grandfather who is coming to take my grandfather away..."

Xing Weidao: "They said they have noses and eyes. I am also a little worried. I know you understand this. I might as well come over and ask you to see if there is any way."

It sounds a bit creepy to me. My dad once told me about similar things. It is also recorded in the books left by our ancestors. When some people are old, they have a strong yin energy and are prone to get involved in some things. Some people

Because he didn't take it seriously, he was seduced before his life span was over. The problem with this kind of thing is not with the living, but with the dead. Generally, the dead have something to ask for.

I thought for a while and asked: "Did you just wave to him? Did you say anything to your grandfather? For example, that he was cold, hungry, or lonely? Or, did you notice anything wrong with him?

No socks, no clothes or something like that?”

"No, I'm just laughing."

Xing Wei said: "My grandfather said that my great-grandfather was neatly dressed. He was from the Qing Dynasty, and his hair was cleanly shaved. He looked exactly the same as when he was buried!"

"Do you still worship him during the holidays?"

I hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Besides, your great-grandfather had no quarrel with your grandfather during his lifetime, right?"

"No way! My great-grandfather passed away early, and my grandfather was brought up by my great-great-great-grandfather. He called me a kiss to my great-great-grandfather!"

Xing Wei said: "Grandpa Gao is buried in our hometown, far away, but my grandpa still has to urge us to pay homage during holidays!"

"Then that's strange. If the old man dreams about someone he doesn't know, it might be bad. But if he dreams about a relative, nine times out of ten, the relative is in need of something down there, or has been abused.

The old man wants to take the heir away, but I have never heard of him harming his heir for no reason."

I thought for a while and said: "If the situations I mentioned are excluded, then there is most likely something wrong with your great-grandfather's tomb. It has been buried for a long time, and anything can happen. Let's do that.

, It’s getting late today, I’ll go with you to take a look at your great-great-grandfather’s grave. If you can’t change the pattern of the grave, I can do this!”

Xing Wei agreed wholeheartedly, made an appointment with me and left.

That night, I went home and looked up a lot of books left by my ancestors, but I still didn’t find much and I had no idea. I’d only been in this business for a short time, and I had experienced a few things, and I basically followed my ancestors.

I tried my best to imitate the cat and the tiger, but this was the first time I encountered such a strange thing. In the end, I had no choice but to call my dad.

My dad said that if a dead person sleeps uneasily, it is easy to blame the descendants, or even do harm to the descendants. He asked me to go to the cemetery to find the problem, but if it didn't work, I would have to open the coffin.

He spoke in a serious tone, saying that the matter could be big or small, and asked me to call him anytime if I had any questions, and then hung up.

Early the next morning, Xing Wei came. This grandson's father was rich and had already gotten into the car. Without saying a word, he pulled me into his SUV and went straight to the grave of his great-grandfather.

I only knew that his hometown seemed to be in western Shanxi. Who knew that he dragged me into the Luliang Mountains all at once? There was no village in front of me or a store in the back. I drove around for a whole day and finally arrived at the place at dusk, which was a piece of loess in the mountains.

Gangzi.

"If you hadn't told me the location sooner, you would have opened the coffin a little later!"

I poked Xing Wei's nose and sprayed saliva all over his face, and then walked around the loess hill. I knew it in my heart, and couldn't help laughing: "Lao San, your great grandfather has quite a lot of capital, this is already considered a big deal."

It’s a big tomb, exclusive to the noble lord, and there are quite a few aunts and wives.”

"Okay, can you tell this?"

Xing Wei gave a thumbs up: "There is some knowledge."

I shook my head. I was born in such a family. If I couldn't see this, I would be dead.

This tomb is very unique, or in other words, it is a flash in the pan in history and very representative, which can be seen from its appearance.

Normal tombs are built by digging underground, but this tomb is actually built on the surface, just like building a house. After it is built, the earth is transported from other places to cover it and the house is buried to form a huge tomb.

The structure is very unique, similar to the pig pens in today's breeding farms. Inside is a tomb with partitions next to each other. There is a coffin in each tomb. It is a tomb where wives and concubines are buried together in the old society. The husband lies in the middle, flanked by

Wives and concubines.

If nothing unexpected happens, this loess hill is a tomb, in the shape of a "1". I roughly estimated the length and found that there should be seven tombs inside. This type of tomb was also called "Qihe tomb" in the past and was opened by experts.

After walking around for a few times, I didn't see any clues. I took the tools from the car and prepared to open the coffin.

When opening this kind of "Qihe tomb", it is important to be relatively large. Whoever is opening the coffin must find the tomb chamber accurately, and directly dig into the tomb chamber from above. If you find the wrong one, you must exit and dig again, and you must not touch it.

The partition walls in the tomb are extremely well-sealed, and the interior is basically in a vacuum state. White phosphorus is stuffed inside, and it will burn when exposed to air. If not, it will poison people to death!

I wanted to open the coffin of his great-grandfather, so I directly picked the shovel in the middle of the loess hill. As a result, after several shovels, my face turned black.

I saw green water pouring up from the pit twenty or thirty centimeters deep. I went up and smelled it. The water was fishy, ​​but not smelly.

"Lao San, I'm afraid I can't solve this matter."

I dropped the shovel and stood up, sighed and said, "Let's find someone who specializes in solving this kind of thing. It's best to go directly to Longhu Mountain to ask for a Taoist priest. I'm talking about a real Taoist priest, do you understand?"

Xing Wei's face changed drastically: "What? Is the matter serious?"

I nodded.

This kind of tomb with green water emerging from the shovel, my father calls this green water brine. This brine is not boiled with seasonings, but made by the dead. It is said that due to the Feng Shui pattern in some places, the underground Yang Qi is too strong.

It was heavy, but groundwater poured into the tomb. The corpse would not break down after being soaked in water for thousands of years, and the sealing of the tomb was relatively good. If you cover it, it will ferment into "brine", which is very evil.

There was such a brine-emitting tomb in northwestern Shanxi before. It was exposed in a mudslide and a group of archaeologists conducted rescue excavations. As a result, an old professor immediately became incontinent after entering the tomb and peed all over his pants, as if he had emptied the tomb at once.

It felt like I had peeed out all my life, and I haven’t peed out since then. I was holding it in like a gourd. I had no choice but to use a tube and hang a plastic bag around my waist most of the time.

Urine, the smell of urine persists all year round...

"This is a big deal."

I patted Xing Wei on the shoulder and said: "I know my skills well. I copy cats and tigers. I do what my ancestors say. This is the first time you have seen strange things, but you have heard a lot. The tomb of your great-grandfather is

It's too fierce. Going down there is no different than seeking death. Listen to me and find a real Taoist priest. Don't listen to the nonsense of those monks in the temple or the swindling magicians. It won't help. Maybe your grandfather will really be taken away.

, and...I'm afraid that the whole family will not be able to live in peace!"

After saying that, I bowed to the tomb again and again, and confessed again and again. It was already dark by then. When I straightened up, I could vaguely see the surrounding mountains guarding the loess hills like guards in the darkness.

This kind of terrain felt inexplicably familiar to me, and I was startled. Then I remembered that there was this pattern in the Xuankong Feng Shui book that my father had always regarded as a treasure. Unfortunately, I didn't read it carefully at the time. I just vaguely remembered it.

This feng shui book says that this seems to be a kind of polar murderous burial pavilion!

Xing Wei was frightened by what I said. His face was pale and almost devoid of human color. How could he dare to stay here? He pulled me into the car and fled, seemingly leaving.

I don’t know why, but I was extremely tired on the way back. My muscles ached all over. I leaned on the passenger seat and fell asleep silently. However, I didn’t sleep well, and I was woken up by the cold every now and then...

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