My princess connects yin and yang

Chapter 95 Just one short
More and more villagers surrounded the old Zhang's yard.

The patriarch of the Zhang family also came, carrying a big black coffin, and placed it directly at the door.

"Don't cry, the most important thing right now is to put Er Zhu in peace."

"Tie this broom star to me in the ancestral hall!"

The people brought by the patriarch wanted to bury the two pillars into the ground, which was strange at a young age.

It stands to reason that the body should be buried and burned, and then buried in the ground for peace. How can this save a link?
Could it be that they are afraid of maggots in the hot weather?
The people brought by the patriarch tied Yuehong directly, and dragged her to the ancestral hall in the back mountain.

Some villagers followed to watch the excitement, and Young Young Xi also followed quietly.

The ancestral hall of this family is on the half slope of the back mountain, across a river.

They dragged Yue Hong into the ancestral hall and choked a few mouthfuls of water in the river.

Yuehong shuddered, and became more awake with a jolt.

She struggled and screamed, but how could she be any match for those strong men?

He dragged her across the river and threw her into the ancestral hall.

"What kind of custom is this?" Nian Youxi wondered as she stood by the river.

Is this any different from lynching?Sheng Zishu doesn't care?

When she turned around, she realized that Sheng Zishu hadn't followed, and there were a few trustworthy villagers behind her.

"This is the rule of our Zhangjia Village. Women who don't obey women's morals will be kneeled in the ancestral hall and sink into the river!"

"Didn't Yuehong buy it? What are you doing kneeling in our Zhang family's ancestral hall?"

Another villager's IQ was online, and he immediately pointed out the problem.

Looking at the river when you were young, it should be very deep. When several strong men walked across the wooden bridge, the water was up to their knees.

"Are you stupid? Don't take Yuehong to sacrifice to the river god, but take you?" Another villager whispered.

The man immediately had an epiphany: "That's the thing, then I understand."

To worship the river god?Interesting!

Nianyouxi didn't ask any more questions, and didn't linger too long, and returned the same way.

At this time, the body of the second pillar of the Zhang family had already been put into the coffin and was being sealed.

A few villagers watched over it, and they seemed to have no intention of burying it directly.

The old woman of the Zhang family was out of breath from crying, and she was still cursing Yue Hong.

"What did you find?" Sheng Jinmo leaned over and asked softly in her ear.

Nian Youxi only felt that the heat made her ears itch, she stretched out her hand to scratch it, and then said: "The ancestral hall is in the back mountain, and there is a river, which looks quite deep. They said they would sacrifice Yuehong to the river god."

"What do you see here?"

Sheng Jinmo raised his chin and motioned her to look at the coffin: "It is said that the burial will be tonight, and I chose a time in the middle of the night."

Young and young Xi raised his eyebrows, look, there are two ways to eat melons.

The mother-in-law was crying miserably, and the neighbors comforted me with every word.

Originally, they could continue on their way back to Shengjing at dawn, but depending on the situation, they couldn't leave.

"Look at the bride, is there something wrong?" Sheng Jinmo asked her.

"There is something wrong, but the specific situation should be known tonight."

Nian Youxi looked at the two lanterns hanging on the door of Zhang's house, and raised her eyebrows.

The lantern that got married last night must not have been recycled and reused from the white lantern that hung when Zhang Dazhu died.

Who can look for bad luck like this, wrap a white lantern with a layer of red paper and get married?

"Miss, are we really not leaving?"

Looking at these villagers, Lingjun felt his hairs stand on end when he thought about what had happened to the Zhang family.

Nian Youxi smiled faintly: "What's the hurry, it's not too late to rest for a night."

How could she leave at this time with such a character who loves to join in the fun?

When night fell, it was the time when the Zhang family wanted to bury Zhang Erzhu.

Nianyouxi was lying on the window, secretly looking at it.

A group of people carried Zhang Erzhu's coffin and walked towards the back mountain.

Those few people should have been sent by the patriarch, each stronger than the last.

"Follow up and have a look." Nian Youxi whispered.

As soon as she left the yard, Sheng Jinmo and Sheng Zishu followed behind.

That group of people, carrying the coffin, walked away humming and humming, and they didn't know how many people were following behind them.

As soon as they reached the river in the back mountain, several people stopped.

Nianyouxi saw the patriarch who had been waiting by the river for a long time. He was carrying a white lantern, and his whole face was gloomy and strange.

Not knowing what he said, those people put the coffin down.

Then start burning paper money.

The wind by the river was so strong that the paper money was flying all over the sky.

It is strange to say that no matter how high the paper money flies, it will not exceed three meters around the patriarch.

"Throw it in." The patriarch burned the paper money and asked a few strong men to throw the coffin into the river.

Young and young Xi frowned slightly, water burial?Unreasonable, right?
Let's not talk about how this Erzhu died, the victim was still a normal death.

Just say that others are gone, shouldn't it be buried in the ground?

"Sheng Zishu, do you have water burials in Southern Border City?"

She asked the people behind her in a low voice. She was not a local, and she didn't know much about the customs here.

Sheng Zishu shook his head: "No, our Nanjiang City and the surrounding villages are buried in the ground."

With a 'plop' sound, several strong men threw the coffin directly into the river.

The patriarch knelt down again and began to burn the ingot paper money.

He asked someone to carry a small paper man to the river, about the same height as a real person.

The little paper figurine was so oozing, it looked a bit gloomy under the moonlight.

However, according to the routine, the little paper man should be burned, but the patriarch directly threw the little paper man into the river!

Seeing the coffin floating on the water, suddenly there was a jolt and the river sank!

Look at the little paper figurine as tall as a person, followed the coffin, wobbled and sank.

The patriarch knelt by the river and kowtowed, chanting something.

Nianyouxi listened with pricked ears, as if she was reciting: "It's only one short..."

After the group of people had all withdrawn, Nian Youxi pointed to the ancestral hall across the river: "I'll go and have a look."

"I'll take you there." Sheng Jinmo put his arms around her slender waist, made a leap, touched the river with his toes, and flew over.

When passing by the river, Nianyouxi felt a dark wind hanging on his toes.

If Sheng Jinmo hadn't moved quickly, she would have suspected that a hand would suddenly appear and drag her down.

On the other side of the river, the two approached the ancestral hall.

The closer they got, the more something was wrong with the young boy Xi.

Although the ancestral hall is a place to worship ancestors, but here...

"It's so cloudy." She frowned slightly, and moved closer to Sheng Jinmo.

The Zhengyang Dragon Qi on his body can suppress the invasion of these Yin Qi.

Sheng Jinmo turned to look at her: "Is there a ghost?"

"I don't know, go in and have a look."

She reached out and pushed the door open with a 'creak' sound.

The entire ancestral hall was in darkness, only a few lamps were burning in front of the enshrined tablet.

The two approached cautiously, but Nian Youxi still noticed something strange.

"Wait." She held Sheng Jinmo's hand and narrowed her eyes slightly.

A dark light flashed in the eyes, and the candles in front of the tablets were faintly shaking, and the shadows of the lamps shone on the ground, giving birth to human-shaped shadows!
(End of this chapter)