I don’t know if it was because Hu Zongren was eager to show off, so his voice was a bit loud. The old woman must have noticed that we were coming to their yard when the dog barked earlier. She was wearing a pair of

He wore reading glasses, but when he raised his head, he did not look at us through the glasses. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and looked at us all over the lenses. Hu Zongren walked to her and knelt down and said, Auntie, we are the staff of the community opposite.

After that, Hu Zongren pointed in the direction of Manager Han's community, and then said, there are some things we want to know about here, can we have a few chats?

The old lady didn't seem to be very interested. She just lowered her head and continued to embroider her insoles. She said, "I don't even recognize the people in your neighborhood. Why do you want to ask me about my son?"

The situation was not very good. Hu Zongren then said to the old woman that it was not something important, just a casual chat. I would like to know, aunt, have you always lived here? The old woman said that she has been here since she was a child and she is almost here.

It's been 70 years. Hu Zongren asked her, "How old will you be this year?" The old woman said, "You will be 70 years old in the new year."

He is 70 years old and has lived here all his life, so he must be very familiar with the changes in this area. Hu Zongren looked at me proudly, and I nodded to him. Hu Zongren continued to ask the old lady, "Your body is really immortal."

Jian, there are many people of your age around here who are almost curled up with old age. It’s not easy for you to still be able to do needlework.

Hu Zongren is just flattering people. Nowadays, people's living conditions have improved, and the average life span has increased. As long as you take care of your health, it is common to live to 70 or 80 years old. But many people of this age have also disappeared.

The old woman in front of me is so old. She is said to be 70 years old, but she looks like she is almost 80. I think it is probably because she is from a rural area. She is more tired on weekdays, so she looks older. But as the saying goes, horses

Farts are not wearable. Even though the old woman knew that Hu Zongren was flattering her, she still felt happy. She happily said, we are not immortals. There are many old men and women who are better than us! But although

She said this, but her eyes were full of joy.

Hu Zongren knew that his flattery had worked, so he said to the old woman, "Aunt like this, do you know if there was a collective cemetery here in the 1970s?" After hearing Hu Zongren's question, the old woman first said

A little surprised, he inserted the needle into the insole, looked at Hu Zongren and said, this place used to be a place where the government buried people. Our locals called it mass graves. Hu Zongren exclaimed, mass graves? There are

Are there that many people? The old woman shook her head and said, not that many at all. During that time, people from the government often dragged carloads of dead people. They were originally going to dig deep pits to bury them beside the weir and pond, but there were no

The common people stopped and built a row of cemeteries. After that, the old woman pointed towards the row of wall tombs we just found and said, "It's right there. Before houses were built, it was basically all over the top of a hill."

I couldn't help it anymore, so I interrupted and asked the old lady, was this a hill before? The old lady said yes, the hills used to be full of pine trees, and not just here, this whole area used to be hills, and the mountains were densely packed.

It's a pine tree. After talking about it, the old lady told me that not far away from here is the Pine Tree Bridge. It was named because this place used to have many slopes with pine trees. The old lady went on to say that those graves are on the mountain opposite.

There used to be quite a few of them. I'm afraid hundreds or even thousands of people were buried there.

Hu Zongren asked the old woman, are all these people from around here? The old woman said no, they are all brought by the government from outside. Every time they come, they are pulled by big trucks. Sometimes people from the village also ask for help.

We helped move the dead people, but later they buried some dead people near the weir and pond, so people died at the head of the weir and pond every year. People in the village thought this was because the dead people damaged the water source, so when the government came to bury them again,

It was not allowed. After that, a Guanyin Temple was built next to the pond.

Weir pond means reservoir. It seems that it is not a rumor that people drowned frequently in this reservoir earlier. In order to improve this phenomenon, the locals specially built a temple, which can be regarded as a great charity. The old woman went on to say that the government did not allow the villagers to bury them.

After a while, they came here to build rows of tombs. People still brought them here, but instead of burying them, they burned them to ashes and then buried them. Hu Zongren asked the old lady, what about that?

How come the government has been sending people to die for a long time? Who are these dead people?

The old woman looked at Hu Zongren, then shook her head and sighed and said, this is a crime. In those years, the years were not good, and not long after the famine, chaos broke out everywhere again, with people fighting and killing people, and holding weapons in the streets all day long.

The radio was yelling fiercely, and for a while he said that the family was in a bad situation, and for a while he said that the family used to be capitalists, and they were in a mess. Those people with armbands on their sleeves dressed like People's Liberation Army, they were the worst.

They say that whoever is guilty is guilty, and even if you complain to the official, you will not be able to do anything.

I understood when the old lady said this. No wonder most of the death dates above were between 1974 and 1978. It turned out that she was talking about the Cultural Revolution. My parents both lived through that period.

So when I grew up, my father once described some scenes to me, such as everyone imitating those brainwashing posters, holding a red notebook in one hand and raising his arms with the other.

Shouting, with their sleeves rolled up, they judged others by their own moral standards and used chicken feathers as arrows. In a struggle that lasted for 10 years, countless people became prisoners inexplicably, and even

A large number of people became victims because they blindly participated in the struggle. Schools were burned down and temples and temples were destroyed. It is said that those so-called Red Guards at that time either died violently or died miserably. In short, no one had a good ending in the end.

So when the old lady said this, I knew that the dead in these graves were probably the dead caused by the movement that year. But soon I couldn't figure it out. In the surveillance video of the community earlier, we saw some

Children, even the evil spirit who took the lead, is a little girl herself. Do you think that children of this age, even if they are ignorant and participate in sports, will not be punished to death? So I asked the old woman, but

We just looked at the tombstones, and some of the deceased were children.

The old woman sighed and said, that's why I said it was a sin. After the tomb was repaired, the government would always bring some jars every three days. Someone from the village went to help. At that time, there was a piece of paper on the outside of each jar with the dates of birth and death written on it.

, someone in the village discovered that there were some children among them, so they asked the people from the government who had transported these things, and they said that some were orphans without family members to claim them, and some had lost their lives in the catastrophe.

Children, most of these children are family members of those who participated in the struggle or those who were criticized. Hu Zongren cursed, "What's the difference between this and the ancient killings of Lian? It's so abominable." Although the old woman sighed, her tone remained calm.

He said, there is nothing we can do about it, the current situation is like this, human life is so despised.

It was just eight words, but it was said so seriously. Hu Zongren continued to ask the old woman, "Have you ever encountered any strange things since you have lived here for such a long time?" The old woman asked, "What strange things?" Hu Zongren said, "It's that kind of thing"

Unbelievable, strange things, such as some evil things or something. The old woman's eyes became alert, and I quickly explained, don't get me wrong, we are the original developers of that community, and some questions are just for asking, not for others.

Take it out and talk nonsense.

The old woman looked at me doubtfully, then lowered her head and continued to embroider her own insoles. As she embroidered, she said, there were some evil things in the past. It was when your community started to be built. At that time, the water in the weir pond was more

Now it’s even deeper. You built the house and laid the foundation, and set off bombs all day long. Since then, our place has been unsettled. The old lady said, you were building those big pillars, which damaged other people’s tombs.

, the people in the village had almost left at that time, and some kind people even helped you burn incense for the dead, but there were so many graves where it was impossible to burn them, so during that period, it was not peaceful at night, basically every night.

, our dog barks randomly at that time, and we often see some white figures wandering on the hillside. Hu Zongren quickly asked, did it start around 10 o'clock in the evening?

The old woman thought for a while and said, she didn't remember the specific points. But every time she saw those shadows, it was after the troops next to her blew the lights-out signal. Hu Zongren clapped his thigh and stood up. This action

The old lady was startled. Hu Zongren said that the time when the lights were turned off was the same time we found out last night. Hu Zongren continued to ask the old lady, among the evil things you have seen, have you ever seen a person dressed like this?

Very dirty, maybe there is only such a tall little girl? After saying that, Hu Zongren compared the height of the little girl. The old woman took a look and said, I don’t remember, she is older, and everything she sees will happen sooner or later.

Most of the children buried here are quite pitiful. They died at such a young age and died in a mysterious way. It is only natural that they should feel resentment or something.

After saying that, the old woman stood up, patted the threads on her pants, and then asked Hu Zongren, do you have anything else to ask? If there is no more, I will go and get busy. Hu Zongren said no, we thank the old woman

Then, he left.

Hu Zongren said that the troops had strong yang energy. After the lights-out horn was blown at night, the soldiers all rested, so only at this time did they dare to come out for activities. As for the little girl, she was probably one of the several graves crushed by the load-bearing beam.

First, maybe the tomb no longer exists, and he died unjustly during his lifetime, and has no peace after his death. If it were me, I would probably become a devil.

I sighed and comforted Hu Zongren and said, you don't need to change. With your virtue, you are still a devil alive. Zhao Jing interjected and asked, now the matter is basically clear. It would be a bit uncomfortable for you to search for so many graves one by one.

Realistically, what if you are attacked and injured again? Hu Zongren thought for a while and said, let’s go to the Guanyin Temple first. Manager Han said, aren’t you Taoist priests? How could you go to worship Guanyin Bodhisattva?

Hu Zongren said contemptuously, so ghosts like to pester people like you and don’t understand anything. This Guanyin, we don’t call it Guanyin Bodhisattva, we call it Taoist Cihang. In our Taoism, it belongs to the twelve golds.

One of the immortals, Chinese local Buddhism has absorbed many things from other religions. For example, Venerable Jialan in Buddhism is also called Guan Shengdijun in our Taoism. In fact, he is Guan Erge. However, in the era of the Three Kingdoms, although there were already

Buddhism is far less prosperous than Taoism. A few of us Taoist priests went to worship Guanyin, which is not unorthodox. Then he smiled at me and said, you don’t need to worship, you don’t count, hahaha.

So I followed everyone along the edge of the reservoir and found the Guanyin Temple. It was a very small earthen temple. It was built at the bottom of a protruding cliff. It could be regarded as shelter from wind and rain. The surrounding stone walls were covered with incense.

The mark of the smoke shows that the incense is strong here, and there is a merit monument erected in 1988 on the side, which is densely engraved with the names of the good people who donated to the temple. Hu Zongren brought his own incense and candles and gave them to Zhao Jing

With Manager Han, the three of them worshiped God and offered incense. Hu Zongren also knelt down on one knee in front of Guanyin and muttered something. I knew that he had a certain reason for coming to worship Guanyin, but he hadn't said it yet.

After prostrating, Hu Zongren bought a bag and some paper clothes from an old lay woman carrying a bamboo basket nearby. Then he returned the same way, crossed the bridge and came to the opposite side of the reservoir. There were many shrubs around the wall tomb.

Burning incense will cause a fire. Although the fire brigade is nearby, it is better not to cause trouble. Hu Zongren asked me to calculate the location where the most likely to gather fire. He used paper money as a broom to sweep up all the dead branches and leaves on the ground.

Light incense and candles, then tear the money paper into a Z-shape, raise it in the air, then make an even pair of those papers around the incense candle, then take out the rice paper on his body, fold it in half several times, and tear the paper

They looked like little people holding hands, still lying flat on the ground.

Then Hu Zongren held the yellow paper, used his right hand to make a pen, and wrote an ultimatum, saying that he would be sent to the city god here, and asked the city god to come forward and take away these innocent ghosts. Of course, this also included the little girl.

.I saw that Hu Zongren’s move was a bit fierce, so I asked him if you should think about it. No matter how hateful he is, he is still a child. Hu Zongren said, don’t worry, I will naturally have my plan. He said, these

Ghosts that are not claimed or worshiped will end up the same wherever they go. Instead of letting them be captured by the city god and suffer, it is better for me to help them and save them from suffering. After saying that, Hu Zongren said again

I pricked the wound on my finger yesterday, and put a little blood on each little paper man.

Hu Zongren said that they were far away from the human world, so let’s use the blood of my Taoist family to help them practice. I struggled like this all morning until I walked to the wall tombs again and checked the wall tombs one by one with a compass as much as possible.

Only to find that there was no trace of the ghost at this moment.

Afterwards, I generously donated money again and fulfilled my promise. I treated everyone to roast lamb. Of course, Manager Han eventually paid us the fee together with the commission. Manager Han was with us from beginning to end and knew that we

I won't lie to anyone, so I feel very comfortable when paying.

After finishing everything, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon. We told Manager Han that if there is no abnormality tonight, it means there is no problem. Otherwise, we will call us. Then we went to the clinic and checked the wound a little bit.

and my sprained finger. On the way to take everyone home, no one spoke for a long time. Zhao Jing asked us to take her to a place where we could take a taxi, so I dropped her near the station in Hongqihegou. After she got off the bus

Just as he was about to leave, Hu Zongren rolled down the window, stopped Zhao Jing, and then said to her:
Chapter completed!