marry a ghost

Wei Qiye hunched over, covered his mouth, his body was shaking like chaff, his heavy coughing sound was suppressed in his throat, just watching, the people around him also felt uncomfortable.

Next to Wei Qiye was Mr. Yin Yang, wearing a washed and patched taoist uniform. He had a face with more white than black eyes, which made his face look sour. He was looking at him from the corner of his eyes Wei Ning.

Wei Ning was still wearing a new white suit, surrounded by Wei Qiye and his party.

The white paper lanterns gave off a dim, hazy light, far and near, high and low were trees.In the dark, cloudy, with some smoke floating in it, at first glance, it looks listless, and the air is filled with a coldness that comes from nowhere. (Here comes from "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond")

Wei Ning walked deep into the valley with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The road is not easy to walk, especially since I haven’t been on a mountain road for many years. It’s almost midnight at this time. Wei Ning is very tired and sleepy. He yawned for a long time and rubbed his sleepy eyes. The road is still long ,far away--

Wei Ning is familiar with this road, and this is the road to go to his family's graveyard.When he was a child, he would go to the mountains alone to worship his ancestors with a small bamboo basket during festivals.Wei's mother put a bottle of rice wine, a few wine glasses, and three dishes in the small bamboo basket, and after packing, she sent Wei Ning out the door, but she leaned against the door and watched from afar—according to Wei Zhuang's instructions. According to the custom, married women cannot and do not have to go to the grave to worship.

Wei Ning felt a little thumping in his heart. It seemed that this Yin marriage also had some tricks that he didn't know about.

The five walked hard, and when Wei Ning's feet were already a little weak, they finally reached the ground.This is Wei Zhuang's cemetery.Almost everyone who died in Weizhuang will be buried here.According to the branch of the Wei surname, the territory was divided.A whole small col, several miles of mountains, at a glance, all of them are low grave mounds.

Because the mountain col is surrounded by hills, and the forest is deep and the grass is dense, even in the most yang season, the sun can only shine for a while, so it looks extraordinarily cloudy and humid. Except for the time when ancestors need to be worshipped, few people will go there here.

Wei Ning's father was buried on the piece of land belonging to Wei Ning's family.There was a low bluestone tombstone standing in front of the grave. When Wei Ning passed by, he ignored Wei Qiye's stop, stopped, knelt in front of the tombstone, and respectfully kowtowed three times.When Wei Ning's father died, Wei Ning was only five years old. In fact, he didn't remember much about his father. However, deep in his mind, there was always a thick male voice teasing him.

They walked all the way to the innermost part of the col cemetery, which was a small flat along the mountain wall, and there was only one solitary grave.

"Boom—boom—boom—clang—" Wei Qiye held a small gong in his hand and knocked it four times, breaking the silence of the surroundings, but it was even more mournful because of the abruptness.

This exciting sound made Wei Ning's heart beat wildly. He felt that his heart was being torn apart by the sound, and his mind became dizzy for a while. He didn't know whether it was hunger, tiredness, shock, panic, or fear.

Mr. Yin Yang asked the two men who followed him to place the offerings in front of the tomb. After arranging them one by one, he took a bowl of wine and walked around the tomb, dipping some wine in the bowl with his fingers. , sprinkled around the tomb, muttering words.

"Yin is yin, yang is yang, and yin and yang are not reversed; life is life, death is death, and life and death are destiny-Wei Ning, a new member of the Wei family, bows down here, please don't be surprised by all ghosts and gods, and use three animals and six animals for you, The incense paper money is for you, please lift up the coffin—"

When he read "Wei Ning, the newcomer of the Wei family, bows down here", Wei Ning knelt down in front of the altar as he motioned for him.

This is Wei Xi's tomb - every year, when Wei Ning came to worship his ancestors, he would pay homage to him by the way.

Before the coffin was lifted, that Mr. Yin Yang and his two subordinates had dignified faces, and Wei Ning couldn't see clearly what they were holding in their hands. The coffin was not buried deep, and the soil was not solid, so it was easy to lose sight of it. A deep pit was dug, revealing a black coffin. This coffin was slightly smaller than ordinary coffins, presumably it was made according to Wei Xi's stature at that time.

Wei Ning looked at the mud-covered coffin, clenched his hands into fists, his nails dug deeply into his palms, and some blood oozed out.

At this time, Wei Qiye coughed, leaned close to Wei Ning, and said in a voice that only Wei Ning could hear, "A Ning, go over and help Ah Xi's coffin."

Wei Ning turned his head and glanced at him. Wei Qiye, who was hunched over and panting heavily, had cloudy eyes. He seemed to be a dying old man. A gust of wind would blow from somewhere at any time and blow his life lamp. Blowing out, however, is such a Wei Qiye, but he is the patriarch of Wei Zhuang.

In the hearts of Weizhuang people, Wei Qiye's branch is the most mysterious and the one with the least contact with other Weizhuang people.

At that time, the ancestors of the Wei family who migrated to Weizhuang formulated a family rule. The eldest son, the head of the clan with the surname Wei, will be passed down from generation to generation. Inheriting the position of patriarch, if the descendants disobey, the sky will be struck by lightning, and the ancestors will not be protected.At the same time, the ancestors of the Wei family also designated the place where this branch lived. As for other fragmentary rules, there are countless.

It is precisely because of this that Wei Qiye's branch appears superior and mysterious in the eyes of other Wei people.

They are afraid of Wei Qiye's branch, but also obey them. Only Wei Qiye's branch stays out of the historical family disputes. Because of this detached position, Wei Qiye's branch gradually controls Wei Zhuang For example, before liberation, Wei Qiye’s branch was said to be the patriarch to the outside world, but after liberation, he changed himself and became the village head—in a word, Wei Qiye’s branch is like an undercurrent in Weizhuang. I don't know where we will take the Weizhuang people.

Judging from the hundreds of years of Weizhuang's history, Wei Qiye's branch has never done any treacherous things, and presided over the affairs of the village, all in accordance with Weizhuang's original customs and habits, and everyone's recognized Human nature is reasonable, and most of the endings can satisfy the people of Weizhuang, leaving the parties with nothing to say.

Wei Ning stood up, his feet were still a little numb, he took three steps forward, wiped away the dirt with his bloody hands, and pressed it on the cold coffin, following his movements, the coffin shook, Wei Ning was so frightened Stepping back, he almost screamed, the plot about the corpse fraud in the tomb robbery novel he had read immediately poured into his brain, and after he collected himself, he realized that it turned out that it was the men who jumped off the grave, Putting ropes on the coffin.

Wei Ning wailed in his heart, if this continues, sooner or later, brother will be frightened into schizophrenia.

Those men dragged the coffin with ropes and lifted the coffin to the ground. At this time, the entire cemetery was deadly silent, and countless graves stood there silently, looking at the surroundings silently. Faint, adding a bit of eerieness.

Mr. Yin Yang prayed to the coffin in a dignified manner, then he lit a piece of yellow talisman paper and threw it into the bowl filled with rice wine. With a bang, the flame rushed up. Mr. Yin Yang's yellow-skinned thin face was illuminated, he dipped some talisman water with his hands, and drew some pictures on the coffin, and then drank the bowl of talisman water in one gulp, with a "poof", sprayed on the coffin.

Under the pale light, Wei Ning stared blankly at this Mr. Yin-Yang doing ritual work in an orderly manner. Surrounded by the starless and moonless night, surrounded by darkness where he could not see his fingers, Wei Ning felt that something had come out from the bottom of his heart. A chill filled his internal organs, making his hands and feet stiff as if immersed in ice water.

I don't know how long it took, Wei Ning vaguely heard Mr. Yin Yang yelling, the coffin tied with ropes was lifted up by the four men who followed, and led by the white paper lanterns in front, to the side of the col. Go to the entrance.

Wei Ning also staggered behind the coffin.

The black coffin, like a silent hill, seems to be telling something.Wei Ning wanted to see but didn't dare to look, timidity and guilt were at war in his mind, he spurned himself for a while, he didn't even have the courage to face Wei Xi's coffin, and comforted himself for a while, not everyone is [-] The same fearlessness, there is always someone to be afraid of.

After a while, they came to a wooden house at the mouth of the mountain pass.

This is the place built by the people of Weizhuang to stop the dead. Generally, after the local people die, they will do the dojo for three to seven days. On Zhuang's side, however, the coffin that was carried up the mountain had to be placed in the mourning room for one night, and it was not buried until the next day.

Wei Qiye and the others carried the coffin into the mourning room, set up the altar, then, Wei Qiye lit three incense sticks, put them in the incense burner, and bowed again, which was regarded as an apology, and then he handed over the other three incense sticks I gave it to Wei Ning, and Wei Ning took it over, and followed suit. After finishing all this, Wei Qiye coughed softly, "Ah Ning, you will stay here tonight, and Ah Xi will be buried again tomorrow." In time, we will take you back."

Wei Ning was taken aback for a moment, then trembled, wouldn't it be what he thought?

However, the development of the matter was like that. Wei Qiye and his party started to walk towards the gate of the mortuary. Wei Ning hurriedly followed behind them, "I said, Qiye, leave me here alone. Is it too much?" At this time, Wei Ning's tone was as gentle as possible, after all, the person in front of him was highly respected in the eyes of Wei Zhuang people, even if he was not so serious about the old rules of the past, he would not dare to be in front of him. Wei Qiye was presumptuous in front of him.

Wei Qiye stopped at the door, "This is the rule of accompanying marriage, passed down from the ancestors, it's like this, you just stay well, it's okay, it's okay, I'll prepare all the food and drink for you Be more courageous, you were very courageous when you were a child, and you ran to the cemetery without listening to persuasion—”

After hearing this, Wei Ning's face turned green and red, and he stammered, "Yes, yes, but this is also—"

Wei Qiye still wanted to persuade Wei Ning, but the Mr. Yin Yang next to him was already impatient, and he stretched out his hand and pushed Wei Ning, "The ghosts and gods are the biggest in the world, whether it is a yin marriage or a yang marriage, this newcomer will have to live through it." This test, since you have promised to have a yin marriage with Wei Xi, when it comes to an end, don't hold back, otherwise, if you offend ghosts and gods, there will be retribution! Seventh Lord, let's go."

What Wei Ning said was not good for arguing, he could only watch helplessly as Wei Qiye left the mortuary with those people.

The door was closed with a "creak", and Wei Ning also heard the sound of the door being locked. He gave a wry smile, exhaustion surged up all of a sudden, and he sat down on the ground.In the entire mourning room, there were only two long-burning candles in front of Wei Xi's coffin. The candles were not very bright, and the pale light only covered a small area around.

Wei Ning sat in front of the coffin, leaning against the altar.