Meng Dawei was finally held down by the crowd, don't look at the dried corpse lying on the ground, people are not so afraid, it's not a joke to get a corpse, people here know that this zombie is infinitely powerful, it can't be killed, if you want to burn it, you have to use a special fire with a charm, how can you make it a corpse?

So Meng Dawei was held down by more than a dozen pairs of hands, Meng Dawei is a filial son, the whole village is famous for his filial piety, everyone understands and sympathizes with his behavior, but it is absolutely not allowed. ()

The corpse was exposed to the sun for two hours, this is the rule, it must be sunburned for two hours, at this time Meng Dawei was surrounded by a group of people, persuading, but he still glanced at the corpse from time to time and shed two tears.

I was impulsive just now, but it was my own father who was dragged out of the coffin.

Things were powerless to reverse, Meng Dawei sighed, thinking that his father would not enter the six realms of reincarnation from now on, and his heart was sad for a while.

For two hours, under the scorching sun at noon, the men of the whole village persevered, in addition to the sunshine, but also the yang town, no one dared to be sloppy, and the time was almost up.

Daoist Yuan wore a Taoist robe, holding a bundle of dried wormwood, solemnly walked in front of the pile of firewood, sprinkled wormwood evenly around, and then shouted: "Drag the corpse over." ”

Hearing this, the people immediately dragged the corpse over and placed it in the firewood pile, and Daoist Yuan recited another incantation that he didn't know what it was, and then shouted loudly: "Light the fire." ”

The torch met the dry firewood, and immediately burned brightly, Yuan Daoist looked at this vigorous fire, and there was a faint pride in his heart, he finally dealt with a white murderer in his hands, and he was worthy of his career.

As for Meng Dawei, the moment he saw the fire burning, he ignored the obstruction of the crowd, rushed out of the crowd explosively, knelt down in the direction of the fire, and then shouted: "Old man, you are not blessed, you can't get your son's future worship, your son is here today, and he will kowtow to you all the time he should kowtow." ”

Seeing this scene, the people in the village are very sad, there is a saying here, it is to be a pig and a dog in the next life, don't become a zombie! Sure enough, this is a tragedy!

But soon, people were attracted by another bizarre scene, that is, the black smoke that came out of the burning of the corpse was very condensed and did not disperse at all.

Daoist Yuan explained to everyone: "This is a unique thing to burn black and white, don't worry." ”

The raging fire, the black smoke rising into the sky, Meng Dawei who kowtowed frantically, Gao Yan who cried in a low voice, Gao Bin who was in a trance, Daoist Yuan who was extremely solemn, and every villager with an inexplicable awe in his eyes

This scene was frozen in this way, and no matter how time passed, it was engraved in people's hearts.

More than ten years later, in 2012, in this land, there will still be burning corpses from time to time, but the frequency has become very low compared to before, after all, the implementation of cremation has slowly made the ancient burial tradition gradually submerged in the dust of history, even the countryside has slowly begun to change.

At this time, Gao Bin was already a small bag foreman, and he also gained a foothold in the city, once when his son was watching TV, he was fascinated, Gao Bin asked his son curiously: "Boy, what are you watching?" ”

"Talking about zombies." The boy didn't look back.

Gao Bin suddenly remembered something, his face sank, and he roared: "It's the third year of high school, and I still rely on watching TV and doing homework, zombies are not a good thing." ”

"Dad, I'm learning about science! Don't be so superstitious, okay? There are no zombies at all, it is the ignorance of ancient people, and when they see the teeth and fingernails that are long, they think it is a corpse. In fact, this is not the case, it is because of muscle atrophy, exposing the roots of teeth and fingernails, which caused this misunderstanding, you see, isn't the TV talking about it? ”

Gao Bin pondered for a while, and suddenly remembered the corpse he had been, was the sharp nails and teeth really because of muscle atrophy? Can muscular atrophy nails grow almost three inches long? What about teeth? Fangs more than two inches long, even if the muscles do not atrophy, the human mouth can't cover it? And the light shrinks the fangs where?

Gao Bin had doubts, and naturally stared at the TV, at the moment the TV was talking about the reason why scratches sometimes appeared on the coffin board, because of some kind of disease, people faked their deaths, were buried alive, etc., and they appeared.

Maybe there are white hairs and black hairs, because of some kind of bacteria, just like making moldy tofu, doesn't tofu also grow white hair?

Looking at the scientist above explaining all this in a word, Gao Bin was a little silent, what is the truth? Suddenly he was a little relieved, he is now living a happy life, and he is deliberately pursuing the truth, if the general trend of this world is to believe in science, then he will believe in science thoroughly, as for the scenes that happened in the village, Gao Bin did not plan to tell his son, a superstitious child in school, but was looked down upon.

Yes, in addition to a stable life and the healthy growth of children, what do you need? That's the most important thing, right? As for the things that have happened, with a strong superstitious color, let it go with the wind.

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The train is running on the track, the sound of clanging makes people drowsy, in a box with only two people, two people who look like grandchildren, but at this time they are silent face to face, and they do not choose to sleep comfortably, and the atmosphere is even a little depressed and sad.

"Grandpa, why did you take me to Sichuan this time? Didn't you say I was still young? If you don't pass on some skills to me, is your illness no longer good? The one who spoke was the boy who looked to be only 17 or 8 years old, and his face was still a little immature.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, resigned to fate, my illness has nothing to hide from you, the corpse is in the body, I am afraid that I will not live in a few years, my craft will not be passed on to you, who will it be passed on? I have two requirements for you now, the first is to learn the craft well, and the second is to practice Mandarin well, and then go to live in a big city in the future. The old man's face was calm, and he really looked at the matter of birth, old age, sickness and death very lightly, very lightly.

"Grandpa" The boy's eyes turned red all of a sudden, he thought that his grandfather still had to deliberately hide it, but he didn't expect that on the train, grandpa simply admitted it to him.

After another long silence, the boy raised his head and said, "Grandpa, I have thought about it, I don't want to continue to learn these crafts, this craft has made Grandpa like this, what should I do with it?" Now we rarely get jobs anymore, unless it is a very remote rural area, and I can't make a lot of money, and you want me to go to the big city to live, I don't study, I resolutely don't learn! ”

'Bang', the old man was excited, the sound was the sound of him slapping the table, he roared excitedly: "Our lineage is about to be lost, I let you learn, not to learn to make a living, I want you to pass on this craft." ”

"Inheritance is always good! What's the point of passing on something that doesn't work? I hate this craft, I don't learn it! The grandson said stubbornly.

Hearing this, the old man's slap was raised high, but looking at his grandson's eyes, he finally softened, put it down again, sighed, and sat down.

When the grandson saw it, the grandfather had become like this, and his heart softened, after all, he was a blood relative, who could bear to look at who was sad? The grandson took his grandfather's hand and said, "Grandpa, am I thinking about your illness and talking angrily?" Don't be mad at me, okay? I'm going to learn the craft from you seriously. ”

The old man sighed and said, "In the future, this craft may be really useless, but now it is cremated, and a fire burns all the troubles, burns the troubles, but also burns some of the inheritance of the ancestors." Maybe that's good, hey."

"Grandpa," the boy took the old man's hand with some distress.

Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly smiled, patted the boy on the shoulder and said: "Perhaps, this craft will eventually be lost, but now it is still useful, and I can't influence the affairs of future generations, I can only guarantee that I will pass it on for the rest of my life." Any idea why I said it still works? ”

"I don't know." The boy shook his head a little confused, how could he know this, even if he took him to Sichuan this time, he was a little confused, he just thought that he had taken over a business, and in the past, his grandfather taught him some crafts, but he never took him out of business, and this is why he suspected his grandfather's illness.

"It's because we went to Sichuan this time, and we are doing things for the country." The old man smiled proudly.

"Doing things for the country? Can a corpse chaser still do things for the country? The child's eyes widened.