Ghost Doctor Divine Farmer

In that war, only officers' holsters, belts and other things were cowhide.

The cowhide was really specially treated.

As early as the Warring States period, Hufu rode and shot. In China, a large number of cowhide were used on clothes and armor.

The so-called Hu Fu is not trousers. It is a belt made of cowhide tied to the leg for riding. However, this belt is easy to break, so it is changed into a saddle.

The clothes of the Hu people are basically fur. Only the Chinese farming people have the textile industry and can make pants. Hu people have no time and no ability to make pants.

Leather armor and leggings for riding are the real Hu Fu.

In China, which has been playing with fur for thousands of years, it is easy to sew cowhide into leather armor to prevent knives and guns, not to mention anti-corrosion.

Li Lin just touched the cowhide and it broke.

"It's also good. The pig skin will disappear after being buried under the ground for a few days!"

Li Lin's hands were covered with hair.

Then he picked up his hair full of mud and put it outside. Only then did he touch the skull.

Zhang Shikai saw what Li Lin took out and slowly walked over to touch the relics.

Yes~

This is Grandpa's sword~

Also, this is a bronze lock handed down by the family.

Zhang Shikai's eyes gradually blurred, and then wailed: "Grandpa, you've been suffering for decades..."

Soon, Li Lin took out the bones and relics of Grandpa Zhang Shikai.

Li Lin read a passage, found the spring water to wash it, and put the bones into the coffin that Zhang Shikai had already prepared.

To settle down, not only the bones have a place to bury, but also an epitaph.

Epitaphs and epitaphs are two different things. One is a title, and the other is a song that can be sung. The title is very particular, and every word is consistent with Daoyun. Tomb inscriptions are simple. With a little culture, you can write first-hand poetry, which is partial to vernacular.

After Li Lin read the Scriptures, the song he sang was the tomb inscription. It will be engraved on the stone tablet.

After the ceremony, Li Lin did not care about the resentful eyes of several Town cadres around him, and cut down the trees in the valley one by one.

The fallen trees were pushed aside by Li Lin, and the valley was cleared out in the twinkling of an eye.

The eyes of several Town cadres who followed became more sad.

They have a task to return farmland to forests.

It's not cultivated land here. It's suddenly cleaned up into a bare area. It's very strange.

It'll be clear if the satellite shines down.

I don't know how to explain this to my superiors unless the man in front of me really dug up the bones of more than 200 Anti Japanese soldiers.

No~

More than 100, dozens can explain.

Is it just possible?

However, Li Lin ignored them, and began to dig up the shovel. Some villagers around could not see and help dig.

Many deep pits were soon cleared out, revealing the white bones inside.

After seeing the bones here, the town cadres called immediately. At the same time, raise your mobile phone to shoot.

At this time, the accountant also came back with a large roll of white cotton cloth.

Li Lin put the bones on the white cloth.

As long as these bones are buried, his work will be finished.

"It's really 262!"

Several villagers and cadres stationed in the village counted the skeletons and looked at Li Lin in awe.

How did he know?

However, when these people surprised you, Li Lin separated the bones.

"These are the Anti Japanese soldiers, these are the local villagers."

"I've always heard from the older generation that the whole Zhoujiazhuang next door was killed by devils. Is this Zhoujiazhuang's?"

"No, they are the people on the other side of Xihe." Li Lin Dao.

"Xihe..."

The villagers around were stunned.

"Go to Xihe and call him uncle three. His grandfather may have found it!"

Hula~

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Especially the crowd watching the excitement burst open in an instant.

"Wang Fugui of Xihe couldn't enter the ancestral hall because his grandfather was missing, and broke up with the family. Unexpectedly ~ "

"Hongwa, his grandfather is not so. I heard that his ancestral grave is buried with old clothes! Poor honest man all his life! "

……

On a gentle slope in the north of Xihe River, several old people dug the grass on the ground with hoes.

Poof~

When the hoe went down, the grass still stood there stubbornly.

"Red baby, I can't dig down!"

Suddenly, the old man with a straw hat in the East sat on the ground.

"Dig ~ we'll be buried here when we die. If we don't dig, future generations will learn from us. "

The old man called Hongwa gasped.

"Dig a ball. My grandfather didn't even find his bones. This ancestral grave can't get in. Why dig it? "

The straw hat old man has an airway.

Under several old people, round or pyramid shaped mounds of earth are arranged neatly.

Grass is luxuriant on the mounds behind many tombstones, and thorns have grown on a few mounds.

"Repair it ~ I don't know if one day, Grandpa, they will go home."

The red baby looked gloomily. Obviously, he has no hope for the return of the bones of the elderly at home.

"Grandma talked about Grandpa all day when she was alive ~"

The old man in the straw hat seemed to think of some sad past, and his tears flowed down.

"Alas ~"

A sigh rose from the graves.

Land, they can't plant, and the children have nothing to worry about. Seeing the Loess buried overhead, my only wish is to wait for the missing people in the family to come back.

When several people were tired of digging and sat on the ground to rest, a motorcycle pulled long smoke and dust on the path across the river and flew straight here. Finally, he was stopped by Xi River and stopped opposite.

The cyclist is a middle-aged man named Wang Jichao.

In terms of seniority, it is one generation higher than that of most of the old people in their graves.

"Wang Fugui, your grandfather's bones have been found ~"

Wang Jichao jumped out of the car, waved his hands and shouted at the cemetery opposite.

"What did he shout?"

Wang Fugui rubbed his ears.

"Alas, I'm old and my ears are back. I didn't hear clearly! "

Hongwa said.

In fact, he heard it clearly and thought it was impossible. Wang Jichao must have joked with them.

In the village, these generations are higher than their middle-aged. They always make fun of them, and they are so happy.

It's just that this joke is a little big today.

Don't you know that Wang Fugui's biggest worry in his life is that he didn't find his grandfather's bones?

"Hey ~ take your coffin and go to changlinpo to pick up the old man! While the little master is there, let him help with a Dharma! "

When Wang Jichao saw that no one was paying attention to him, he shouted again.

"Chao WA, you're talking nonsense when you're dead. Can you joke about this kind of thing?"

The red baby angrily said.

No, you shout again. Do you have to make us old people cry?

"Ah? I... I'm not kidding, it's true! I... if I'm kidding, I can't go into my ancestral grave... "

Wang Jichao was stunned and said immediately.

"You're not lying?"

"No lies! The bones have been found and piled there! "

Wang Jichao's words came again, very clear.

This time, all the old people heard it.

"Ah ~ woo ~ you didn't lie to me..."

Wang Fugui jumped up from the ground, chopped his feet, pointed to Wang Jichao and cried.

"I lied to you that you were a puppy ~"

"You're a puppy!"

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