Chapter 61: Four Pillars Suppress Evil
I squatted down and started to help my cousin burn the yellow and white paper.
It’s strange to say, but I used to burn a lot of paper when I visited the graves in the past.
But I have never seen ashes so messy, even the fire was running around.
"Focus on your work and don't look around," my cousin warned me.
I didn't dare to do two things at once and just focused on burning paper.
"Take your things and leave. Don't let it affect the relocation of the graves."
My cousin said something, but I don’t know who he said it to.
He was seen holding a peach wood sword and walking around the small jar containing the child's remains.
I don’t know if it was because the wind was too strong, but one of the small tanks made a knocking sound.
I stood there in a daze, and stopped burning the paper in my hands.
A gust of wind blew by, making my whole scalp tingle.
A cold wind rushed from my tailbone directly to my scalp, and I couldn't help but tremble like a sieve.
"What's going on, Mr. Wen?" Hu Yue had seen many such scenes.
But I still felt a little scared.
"Don't be afraid. The evil aura hasn't completely dissipated. It's not a big deal. You lead the others to retreat as far as possible. Just leave the three of us behind."
His cousin comforted him, and after hearing that, Hu Yue quickly took everyone and hid far away.
The woman whose hand was pressed by the jar had no way to leave.
It’s okay if she can’t leave. Anyway, what we are focusing on now is the small tank she is holding.
The cousin took out a triangular piece of yellow paper from his pocket and stuffed it into the woman's pocket.
He took another bottle of Erguotou, took a sip, walked to the jar and sprayed it towards it.
The moment the Erguotou touched the small jar, I clearly saw a puff of black smoke flying out of the jar.
The thing was blown away by the wind.
My cousin pretended to be angry, his voice was low and angry.
"Don't cause any trouble for me, or I'll make you stay here and become a lonely ghost without anyone to visit your grave!"
"Behave yourself!"
My cousin uttered these five words with gritted teeth, then took out a drop of the chicken blood from the half bowl of blood left over from the ritual and put it on the woman's forehead.
He poured all the remaining chicken blood into the small jar.
Now the woman can pull her hand out from under the tank.
People not far away saw this scene and applauded.
"Mr. Wen is so amazing."
"Yeah, it's incredible."
Although everyone's voices were not loud, when they reached my ears, I still felt a little proud.
That's my cousin.
"Don't say these useless things. Are there any pomegranate trees in your village?"
My cousin didn't buy the villagers' talk. He waved his hand and asked a question.
"There's one in my backyard. My father planted it." A man stood up and said.
My cousin touched his nose and looked at the man: "Okay, have someone cut four sticks for me. They will be useful during the burial later. Hurry up and don't delay."
The man nodded and immediately asked a boy of about eighteen or nineteen years old nearby to help cut down the tree.
The child is the man's second child and is also very capable.
Before we arrived at the ancestral grave, he had already planted the tree and drove a tractor up.
Once I got to the top of the mountain, I looked at the terrain.
I couldn't help but wonder why this place felt so strange.
It is clearly one village and five villages, but the ancestral tombs are shared.
And it looks like it's the same ancestor.
In the distance of the mountain, there is a large tomb.
The tomb is oval in shape and looks like a hill from a distance.
When I walked in, I saw that it was a tomb.
Outside the tomb, it is written that this is the collective tomb of the five sons of the Hu family.
My cousin took a look and there was obvious confusion on his face, but now was not the time to deal with this matter.
He had to bury the children first.
The graves of several children had already been prepared. They died on the same day of the same month of the same year, so their families planned to bury them all together.
"Are you planning to bury us together?" My cousin looked at the parents, a little skeptical.
It's not that joint burial is not possible, but who will visit the graves of these families in the future?
Or will they come together when they plan to visit the grave?
These follow-up issues are difficult to deal with.
If it is possible not to bury the two together, people generally would not choose to do so, after all, they are not a family.
"Yes, we have decided to be buried together. We are all family anyway, it doesn't matter."
Family?
Eight children died in five villages, and they were all family members?
No matter how I calculate this, I don't understand the relationship between them.
But that's other people's business, so I won't interfere.
"Okay, let's go and put all the children in the grave." said my cousin, and the villagers standing nearby began to help.
While they were busy, I deliberately looked up at the sky.
The sky was still gray at this time and didn't get better at all.
It is obvious that there is still some evil air floating around.
It was just what my cousin did just now that made the evil spirit dare not approach.
But this cannot guarantee that the evil energy will remain so peaceful after we leave.
The best way is to drive away all the evil spirits.
When the soil was all buried, my cousin called me over to help.
"You are a boy, so help me put these pomegranate branches in the four corners."
Following my cousin's instructions, I did as he said.
Strangely enough, after I finished taking care of the pomegranate tree, the sky actually cleared up.
"This is the Four Pillars Grave Pressing Method. Few people use this method. We just happened to need it this time, so I'll teach you this as well. If you encounter any problems in the future, you can also use this method."
At this moment, I looked up at my cousin, and I always felt that there was light on him at this moment.
After finishing the work on the mountain, our work this time is considered completed.
Due to the enthusiasm of the villagers, a farewell party was arranged for us.
The farewell party was held in the evening and we were forced to stay one more day.
I slept the whole afternoon.
I've been really exhausted these past two days.
Before falling asleep, my cousin was still talking to me about burning paper.
"When we usually go to the graves to worship our ancestors, we burn paper directly for our ancestors. But when you burn paper in the wilderness, it is inevitable that there will be other evil spirits, so that will cause the valuables and smoke to be so messy."
My cousin started to teach me a lot of things, and I felt that I learned a lot after finishing each work.
Slowly, I fell asleep.
I didn't have any nightmares afterwards.
I just thought it was caused by being too tired and under too much mental pressure.
At night, I was woken up by the noise outside the dormitory.
I opened the window and saw that it was already dark.
The villagers came to see us off with their best meat and wine. Of course, Zhang Xiaotao and Zhao Zihao were also there.
"Wen Jie, come out and play!"
Zhao Zihao waved at me. I responded, got dressed and went to wash up.
