Hunger for a hundred years

Chapter 32 (12)
He Tuanjie was shocked.Hit the dog's grave?Isn't the Dagou grave the ancestor's grave of the Hejiapo people? How could Luo Siju be buried there?He was clearly born in that big cave on Baiyanpo, so how could he be buried in the ancient village?
In this regard, He Kuiyuan asked He Tuanjie: "Who did you hear that the ancestors of the Hejiapo people are buried in the Dagou grave?"
"Isn't that what everyone says?"
"Did He Zhongbao say that?"
"I haven't heard him say that."
"How He Jiapo got here, He Zhongbao knows best! But he doesn't want to tell the people of Hejiapo, he only wants to tell it to outsiders. Of course, the outsiders don't just tell anyone, but tell him the closest outsider. People. I was told by a person in the village when I was a correspondent. That person’s uncle was in Chengdu. He was the director of a bone meal factory during the Kuomintang period. When He Zhongbao was a township cadre, he had a good relationship with him. It can be said that In He Zhongbao's head, gunshots rang out all day long, and in his eyes, he saw blood flowing from the tide of tears all day long."
He Tuanjie seemed to understand but was about to ask, but He Kuiyuan didn't want to explain. He just said: "You asked why Mr. Luo was buried in the ancient village. It's because the terrain of the ancient village is good. Looking across the river from the ancient village Yang Houshan, just saw a huge vase. Didn't you realize that Yang Houshan looked like a vase?"
"I only see that the hillside looks like two boots, a man's boot and a woman's boot, but I don't see a vase."
"This proves that you have dull eyes and lack of wisdom! Yang Houshan is not only like a vase, but also often blooms lotus flowers in the middle of the night. The lotus flowers are shining, and you can see them clearly when you stand at the entrance of the ancient village. Of course, people like you can see If you can't come out, you can only see the stone, but not the lotus."
He Tuanjie twisted his neck, dissatisfied with He Kuiyuan's underestimation of himself, but he couldn't refute it with a deeper reason.

"Why would Mr. Luo tell you the real grave of his ancestor?" he asked.

"Don't ask me about this," He Kuiyuan said, "but I can tell you that he is not my master at all, he can only be a duke, and he will not go to court! I got to know him once. Someone in Gulou had an enmity with his relatives and asked me to do the practice. Mr. Luo watched from the sidelines and admired my methods. Tell me. Think about it, generally speaking, where is the real grave of your prominent ancestor, you will never tell it. Since Mr. Luo told it, it proves that he is greedy for money, but he dare not open the grave alone. He is afraid that there are hidden weapons in the grave, and he is also afraid that Lord Luo’s soul will not spare him. He thinks that my method can cure evildoers, so he wants to open the grave with me. You ask me why I recognize him as a master, and it’s not because of the two of us. It is convenient to go to Dagou Tomb for investigation, and I said that I will go there with the master to go to the Yin Dynasty, so no one will doubt it."
He Tuanjie asked: "You seem to have known him for many years, why haven't you opened the grave?"
"Yes," He Kuiyuan said seriously, "That's not a joke, so I want to drag you in too."
He Tuanhe nodded.Now, he completely believed He Kuiyuan's words.However, he felt a little bit lost in his heart, Luo Siju had always been a figure he admired, would it be appropriate to dig out the figure he admired from the grave?Seeing that he was still hesitating, He Kuiyuan talked about the treasure inside. He Kuiyuan said: "It was a treasure from the Qianlong period, and it was the treasure of the admiral. There are countless gold cups and silver cups! Even if we don't covet treasures, let's take a look at the treasures of the admiral." Who buried it, I haven't lived in vain in this life!" He Tuan was moved.In fact, he had been moved a long time ago, but he was a little perplexed, so he still didn't give a clear answer.Now it was He Kuiyuan's turn to get impatient: "Want to do it or don't want to do it, next time, don't fart like a hungry stomach, you can't make a sound for a long time!" He Tuanjie said: "What if the people on the slope don't agree?" He Kui Yuanda disagreed: "If we open Luo Siju's grave, do we need the consent of people on the slope? In Hejiapo, in recent decades, as long as He Zhongbao's family does not come forward to make trouble, no one else can make trouble. But opening Luo Siju He Zhongbao definitely won't take care of his grave. --Even if he wants to take care of it, maybe you're still afraid of him?"
"Okay," He Tuanjie finally said.

Next, the two split up.He Kuiyuan's task is to contact Mr. Luo, and He Tuanjie is responsible for preparing to open the grave.

When Kui Yuan found Mr. Luo, Mr. Luo was sick in bed. When Kui Yuan explained his intention, Mr. Luo recovered from his illness immediately.His illness was like wearing a hat, which came off as soon as he said it.He turned over, wrapped a bag of cigarettes, and while smoking, discussed with Kui Yuan how to divide the loot after opening the grave.According to Mr. Luo, the tomb belonged to his ancestors, and he provided clues, so he should get [-]%.As soon as the words came out, Kui Yuan resolutely opposed him. He said that although it is your ancestor's tomb, if it is not opened, it will be a mound of earth. In a few years, after you die, someone else will open the tomb. I can't even see what the grave looks like!After Mr. Luo thought about it, he felt that it was reasonable. Although he refused to accept soft words, he made concessions in his heart.He Kuiyuan caught his eyes, and put forward his idea neatly: "You get [-]%, and I get [-]% with the union." After speaking, he stood up, ready to leave at any time.Mr. Luo's falcon-like eyes caught him.The two competed like this.The result of the contest was that Kui Yuan broke away from the hook of that gaze, went out and went down the mountain.He had already walked down the wormwood-covered slope in front of Mr. Luo's door, and Mr. Luo called out sharply and vigorously: "Come back!"
He Kuiyuan turned around and went back. Mr. Luo said, "It's up to you."
That night, the two came to Hejiapo together. After a brief discussion, He Tuanjie walked ahead with the prepared guy on his back, marching towards the ancient village under the bright moonlight.

The real grave raised by Lord Admiral Luo Si, the first hero, is indeed the dog beating grave!
When He Kuiyuan and He Tuanjie planed the grass-covered soil, the basic truth was revealed: the land boundary of three meters long and two meters wide was filled with tiles.If it is a beggar's grave, it is impossible to inlay these beautiful tiles.The more important implication is that the words "Qianlong" are engraved on these tiles.

He Tuanjie held up the shovel, trying to dig out a few of the bricks, and then stretched in with a long bamboo pole to detect if there were any hidden weapons.Mr. Luo said that if there is a hidden weapon, as long as it encounters a foreign object, there will be a sound inside, and even daggers or iron needles soaked in venom will fly out; if there is no hidden weapon, it will be peaceful and quiet. "Old Ancestor, please pity your descendants who have suffered. Even if you have a hidden weapon in your tomb, don't hurt us." Mr. Luo prayed with his cheeks shrunken.In the meantime, He Tuanjie had split several hammerheads at those tiles. Every time the hammerhead went down, there was only a sound of clang, and the hammerhead was bounced up, but the ground remained motionless.At this time, the melancholy in He Tuanjie's heart had disappeared without a trace, and he cursed: "Damn, I don't believe that even a few bricks can't be dug!" After speaking, he swung his head behind his shoulder and bent his body , like a tree that was forcibly bent, when the tree bounced back and the head of the hoe collided with the ground, a group of faint blue flames flew up from the ground like a butterfly, and expanded rapidly in the blink of an eye, covering the ancient village. Brightly illuminated!
At this time, the neighing sound of war horses was heard, and then they saw Lord Luo standing in front of them, the steel whip in his hand beat the air until blood flowed, and the three fell down at the same time, and their bodies shrank rapidly, as small as a field mouse.

"I can't run away, I'm going to be killed by Master Luo's soul." All three of them thought so.

But at this moment, the fire condensed into a ball the size of a ping-pong ball, flew over the forest tops with a whistling sound, and flew towards the sky.

The ancient village returned to calm.The milky white moonlight shone coldly on the mountains and rivers.

The three of them touched their bodies subconsciously, feeling that they were still the same, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Let's rebuild the grave and go back," He Tuanjie said.

The other two didn't respond.

He Tuanjie stood up to collect the guy, and as soon as he put the hoe into the sling, Mr. Luo stopped him, "No hurry," he said, "When my ancestor was born in the cave, he also emitted a radiance, illuminating the cave. It was red and red, and it shined again tonight, proving that his life has finally been consummated. We helped him complete it, and he will not blame him, but will only bless us."
He Kuiyuan looked up at the sky and found a star not far from the moon. He said, "Look, is that star gone? That's Mr. Luo. He has gone to heaven! As Mr. Luo said, We're the ones who shook this place loose and let him go to heaven, he won't blame him!"
The three of them looked up to the sky together, and the more they looked, the more they felt that the star was Lord Luo.

But in any case, He Tuanjie dared not raise his head again tonight.He said, "Let's come back tomorrow morning."
He Kuiyuan asked Mr. Luo's opinion, and Mr. Luo said: "I can't lift my head with this arm. Let the unity rest. Kuiyuan, you can try again." Hairy, how dare I do it myself, so I said: "You know that my left hand can't hold the handle of the shovel, so how can I dig? Just follow the unity, and come back tomorrow morning. At that time, Master Luo's soul has also run away, let alone during the day The yang energy is heavy, and it is practical to dig.”
Since Kui Yuan was unwilling to dig, he had no choice but to go back.That night, Mr. Luo slept at Kui Yuan's house.

As soon as the fifth watch was over, the sky became numb, and the three of them sneaked up to the ancient village like shadows again.

With the brighter and brighter sky, they finally saw clearly: the tiles are all condensed with rosin oil!For things condensed with rosin oil, no matter how hard the hammer head is, it will not do anything, unless an explosive detonator is used.

In that year, mountains and rocks were to be dug at any time, and there was no shortage of explosives and detonators. Besides, when the Xuanqing Highway was being built, almost every household had hidden some. Those who couldn't afford firecrackers during the Spring Festival used detonators.But the problem is that both Mr. Luo and He Tuanjie want to dig up the grave quietly. Once the explosive detonator is used, everyone in Hejiapo will know about it.To this, He Kuiyuan didn't think so, he said he knew what to be afraid of?We were not prepared to keep them from knowing in the first place.What He Kuiyuan thought was different from the other two. To be honest, he was not a money-grubbing person, and he didn't have any solidarity with his feelings for heroes. He opened Luo Siju's grave, mostly in the hope of creating some noise.

Kui Yuan asked Mr. Luo and He Tuanjie to guard here, and he went back alone to fetch the explosives.

The people of Hejiapo had just had breakfast when a loud bang sounded as hard as steel.

When everyone finally knew what was going on, they ran towards the ancient village with a whoosh.

Dagou Grave has become a big dark hole.

"Don't be virtuous!" Someone scolded.

Then more people scolded:
"Don't want the things from the ancestors!"
"He will be punished by the evil spirit! Children and grandchildren will not be able to escape!"
Someone was asking again: "What about the captain? Why doesn't the captain care?"
Captain He Zhongbao stood among the crowd, squinting his eyes and saying nothing.In the meantime, He Tuanjie was waving his hammer, and Mr. Luo and He Kuiyuan sat aside, both squinting their eyes and saying nothing.Hu Mian, who made people on the slope as strange as a diorama, also stood in the crowd, quietly looking over there; she didn't respond to people's curses, as if she had nothing to do with herself.

The yelling stopped for a moment, and then it started again.Two hours passed, I don't know if it was tired of scolding, or driven by curiosity, everyone stopped talking, and gathered closer and closer to the big pit together.

He Tuanjie was naked to the waist and shoveled the soil with a shovel. The sweat beads on his back were dark red and densely packed like blisters.When the sun was westward, a huge raw lacquer coffin appeared under the earth pit.There is a long string of text on the side of the coffin. At the end of this string of text is the three characters "Luo Siju", and the one before it is his official name and title.

At first, the onlookers still doubted whether this was Master Luo's grave, but now it is certain.Some old people wiped away their tears, and at the same time talked about the extraordinaryness of Master Luo. They said that when Master Luo was poor, he went to steal the rich man’s cattle and was caught. The rich man tied him to a dam to bask in the sun; In the dog days, the sun burned the human skin, but wherever Master Luo stood, a cloud of dark clouds would cover his head, and the rich man knew that he was a god, so he let him go.They also said that Lord Luo, like Monkey King, has 72 transformations. After joining the army, he was tracked by the enemy once, and he was about to be caught by the enemy. Lord Luo suddenly turned into a bay red horse and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
During the whole day, Mr. Luo didn't say a word. At this time, he scanned the crowd and said in a hoarse voice: "Folks, my ancestors are buried here. You all know that. The gold inside The silver treasure belongs only to me! Of course, brothers Kui Yuan help me to open the grave, and they will also get a share. Besides, no one wants to get involved!" His voice seemed to come from an ancient tomb, Full of thick Yin Qi.He is tall, so old, his back is not bent, and his usual attire is the same, with a corpse knife in his hand, and a yellow scarf on his head. Under the yellow scarf, his face is as thin as straw sandals, his nose is like a bean, and his eyes are deep. Sinking into the flesh, but the eyes are so sharp that they cut people.

No one answered Mr. Luo.The mountains were completely silent, even the chirping birds were silent.

Although the lacquer on the coffin was extremely thick, the lacquer on it was Sichuan lacquer, which was brittle. He Tuanjie took a short while to split it with an axe.But this is only the outer coffin. There is another layer of coffin inside, called the inner coffin. The paint on the inner coffin is very thin. He Tuanjie only used two axes, and the inner coffin broke open.The coffin was full of quicksilver.In the mercury, there was a dead man with a good body. --That is Luo Siju, who once commanded thousands of troops to make the enemy fearful. It is Lord Luo who has been recited by the mountain people in this area for more than two hundred years!

Mr. Luo stabilized his position and asked He Kuiyuan to go home to fetch a wooden barrel.He Kuiyuan squeezed through the crowd, rushed back, and brought the barrel back with incredible speed.

He Tuanjie and Kui Yuan joined forces to dump the mercury in the coffin bucket by bucket.Mercury is round like dewdrops on lotus leaves. It stays on the slope for a short time and then flows downhill.At the foot of the mountain is Lai Tide Bay.

As soon as the mercury ran out, Master Luo quickly deformed, shrunk, and dried up, turning into a pile of completely rotten flesh.

However, the gold and silver treasures were nowhere to be seen!

Mr. Luo 1 did not believe it, so he went to the pit to check it himself.In the coffin, there was nothing but the baby-like dead man.

Mr. Luo lifted the yellow scarf, knelt down on one leg, raised the corpse knife, and stabbed Master Luo's throat.

He thought Lord Luo swallowed the jewels before his death (it is said that this is a common practice of wealthy people).

He opened Lord Luo's throat, but still found nothing.

Immediately afterwards, he stabbed Lord Luo in the stomach again.The knife was eaten deeply, including the hilt and the skinny hand holding the hilt.He held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, took a deep breath, and slowly dragged the knife.

With the rustling sound, Lord Luo's stomach was torn open by the knife.

When the dark brown belly was completely spread out and only a pile of filth remained, a strange thing happened:
Mr. Luo suddenly let out a roar, and fell to the ground to die! --Not on the ground, but in his ancestor's coffin.

He enjoyed the admiral's funeral in this way.

After Mr. Luo's sudden death, the Kui Yuan brothers ran away in fright, and all the onlookers dispersed. It was He Da who took a shovel and lifted the clods piled up next to him into the pit.Mr. Luo is an orphan anyway, and he has no children and grandchildren to care about him, so let him be buried with his ancestors.When they dug the grave, in the whole Hejiapo, He Da was the only one who didn't watch the fun.
(End of this chapter)