Chapter 9 Chapter Nine Burial

Twelve o'clock in the middle of the night is the most cloudy time of the day, and it is also the time when the living are most likely to come into contact with the dead. All Dafa rituals are performed at this time.Cha Wenbin glanced at the Celestial Master Talisman firmly attached to the wall, fixed his eyes, opened his Qiankun bag, took out the evil spirit bell, and carried the Seven Star Sword on his back, and glanced at the big seal on it. Did not get it.He divided the relatives of the Wang family according to male left and female right, and they stood on both sides of the main room. Originally, they were going to be buried in coffins at this time, but now they have been done ahead of time, so there is no need for them now.

After standing up, he motioned the women to line up and circle around the four coffins. The men were in the outer circle of the women. The women went clockwise and the men counterclockwise.Turn around and change direction every three laps, and he followed suit in the middle, ringing the bell as he circled, chanting words, all of which were scriptures for salvation, and after six laps, he signaled everyone to leave. Originally, he was going to go to Xianqiao. Looking at the eight-year-old baby, if his parents took him away while crossing the bridge, then... Zha Wenbin dismissed the idea, but the bridge is over.He then took a handful of glutinous rice and a handful of tea leaves, put them in a bowl, stirred them evenly, and sprinkled every corner of the room, and was about to stop. If nothing happened next, it should be fine, ready Go out for a cup of tea and rest for a while.Before he could walk out the door, a sudden gust of wind blew by. Zha Wenbin knew something was wrong, so he pulled out the sword on his back and turned around to see that it was too late. The Wang Weiguo's among the four sleeping lamps had already gone out. The next three are in a weak state, and they are about to go out.

Zha Wenbin shook his hand and threw a talisman into it with a whoosh. Before the talisman paper fell to the ground, the seven-star sword flashed coldly and pointed directly at the coffin in the middle. The talisman caught fire when it landed, and the three lamps lit up again as if they had been refueled. When I got up, there was only a trace of green smoke floating in the middle of the wick.Cha Wenbin yelled: "Hey!" Another soul-suppressing talisman flew directly to Wang Weiguo's coffin! It seems that this deadly door is still a bad thing without him as a door god. Wang Weiguo has become a ghost instead of a soul, but he is still in the house and has not gone out. Cha Wenbin does not dare to be careless. It must be evil spirits.

Seeing the sudden behavior of the Taoist priest inside, the people outside the door went over to see what happened. After Cha Wenbin made a motion of not approaching, he closed the door. He wanted to take Wang Weiguo! Most of the ghosts transformed by the newly dead are not so vicious, except today, although Wang Weiguo is a farmer, but he has lived in a desperate place for a long time, and his family suffered a lot of misfortunes, and he gathered resentment, so he broke through the relationship with Great Seal. Fear, if it is released today, it will definitely lead to a catastrophe, and Cha Wenbin knows the reason for it.

After closing the door, the bloody smell gradually became stronger, as if it had penetrated into every pore of Cha Wenbin. At that time, rural homes did not have the floor tiles of today. Rich people would use cement in their homes, but most of them were still muddy. Cha Wenbin took the Seven Star Sword and inserted it directly in front of Wang Weiguo's coffin. The sword trembled, as if Tell the Lord in the coffin how excited it is at the moment. He took out another bronze mirror with gossip engraved on the back, and placed it on the stool where the big seal had been placed. The mirror was shining on Wang Weiguo's coffin, and the bloody smell gradually seemed to be fading away.Ignoring this slight change, Zha Wenbin tied a small figure with yellow paper in the shortest time, put it on the ground, wrote Wang Weiguo's birth date on the back, and placed it on his coffin.

The next step is to find where the ghost is.Cha Wenbin took out the compass, watched the pointer jumping on it, and soon at the northeast corner, the pointer stopped, made a hand gesture, and clicked on each of his double eyelids, this is called opening the sky eye, opening the sky eye Later, Cha Wenbin found Wang Weiguo squatting in the northeast corner, staring at him covered in blood. How to open the eyes of the sky?In addition to the need to practice the corresponding Taoism, a medium is also needed; there are many animals in nature that can see things that humans cannot see. He didn't listen to the persuasion, and the dog backed away while barking, but the direction of the barking was always a place where we saw nothing. In this case, it probably saw something that you couldn't see.

Cha Wenbin opened his eyes with Niu Lei.Farm cattle in the past would cry before they were slaughtered. The cattle butcher would use an inch knife, which is a little smaller than the current fruit knife, and stroke the strongest piece of meat behind the neck of the cattle. It will kneel down on all fours and a bag will bulge around its neck. At this time, the cow will shed tears. The butcher will insert a knife into the bag, and the cow will die. It is said that this cow is human and knows that he is about to die, so he knelt down and shed tears. This tear is a pure thing in the world, and can see all hidden evils, so it will be collected by Taoists and used as a medium to open the eyes of the sky. It's just that the corresponding time is limited, and the time that Cha Wenbin can open his eyes is only a stick of incense.

Wang Weiguo has actually surpassed the concept of soul at this moment, a ghost born purely of resentment, is also staring at Cha Wenbin at the moment, but he seems to be afraid of the big seal and the sword, and dare not make any moves. Cha Wenbin held a compass in one hand, pulled out his sword, stepped on the seven-star step, and reached the northeast corner in the blink of an eye.Wang Weiguo, who was squatting, suddenly stood up. Before Zha Wenbin could make a move, he went straight to the gate. It seemed that he wanted to escape. Before he had passed halfway through the coffin, the golden light of the yin and yang mirror on the stool suddenly With a shake, Li Gui fell to the ground as if being bounced back. By the time Zha Wenbin walked over, this guy was already struggling to get up.Not missing the opportunity, Zha Wenbin quickly took out the talisman with his left hand, and wiped it across the body of the sword. A beam of fire ignited, and the sword tip picked up, carrying the flaming celestial master talisman, until Wang Weiguo's face.

The moment he was about to be stabbed, Wang Weiguo, who was already bloody and bloody, lowered his head and just avoided the blow.Zha Wenbin waved his hand to chop, but Wang Weiguo raised his head, the hostility in his eyes was gone, and there was a bit of fear, and then he lowered his head again, and Zha Wenbin's raised right hand did not come down. The ghost is kowtowing to him and begging for mercy. Seeing this, Zha Wenbin sighed and said: "You are the soul of an unjust death, and you didn't want to be too hostile, so you turned into a ghost. Within three to five years, you will either deteriorate into a vicious spirit, or be punished by the heavens." The soul is scattered, it is actually breaking the path of your own reincarnation, because you broke the path of rebirth today, I can only send you a ride, and suffer the pain of three generations of reincarnation animals before you can be reborn as an adult, are you willing?"

The evil ghost seemed to be able to understand. He raised his head and glanced at Zha Wenbin, then twisted his neck and glanced at the other three coffins. He lowered his head and stopped moving. Cha Wenbin put down his sword, picked up the little paper figurine on the coffin, chanted the mantra of rebirth, circled around Wang Weiguo who was kneeling on the ground, threw the paper figurine into the sky, and shouted: "Stand up!" Seeing the paper figurine floating down unsteadily, it landed right in front of Wang Weiguo, and the paper figurine was standing, you must know that it is just a piece of ordinary yellow paper cut out!

Wang Weiguo on the ground seemed to know his fate, and lowered his head even lower. Cha Wenbin took another stick of incense and lit it next to him. The incantation in it became faster and faster, and after a while, the smoke from the incense didn't float up, but went towards the paper figurine on the ground. At this moment, Wang Weiguo's figure became more and more blurred, until finally disappeared In the main room, when the last trace of incense in Cha Wenbin's hand was extinguished, the paper figurine fell to the ground with a "slap", in the direction where Cha Wenbin was standing, and fell forward, as if giving Cha Wenbin presents the last gift! Cha Wenbin carefully picked up the paper figurine, sighed, and gently threw it into the brazier of burning paper. After a while, the paper figurine turned into wisps of green smoke. Just as Cha Wenbin was about to stop, suddenly there was There was a violent knocking sound, and before he could walk over, the door was knocked open, and there were a bunch of men standing outside, all staring inside with wide-eyed eyes.Director Zhao strode over and looked around Zha Wenbin, and Zha Wenbin asked: "What's wrong?" Director Zhao still didn't answer, and looked at every corner carefully, and then said: "Just now We heard a man crying outside. The doll said it belonged to his father and wanted to come in. We kept knocking on the door, but there was no response. Everyone was afraid that something might happen to you, so they started knocking on the door. , After knocking on it for a long time, the door couldn't be opened, the crying became louder and louder, and finally there was a loud cry from the room, we tried hard, and the door opened, Wen Bin, are you okay?" Zha Wenbin glanced at the panting crowd outside, then at He Lao, who nodded to him, Zha Wenbin said: "It's okay, what you heard tonight is just an illusion, don't take it seriously! "After that, he strode out the door, found a large tea mug, drank it in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and found someone squatting under the wall. When he got closer, it turned out to be Director Jin. Cha Wenbin squatted down and was about to ask a question when he suddenly smelled a smell of urine. Curator Jin raised his head and saw that it was Cha Wenbin coming out. He was about to go up and hug his thigh. Wen Bin backed away and gave way, calling out to the village chief to take Curator Jin out for a change of clothes, and those who couldn't afford to stay up all night could go home and rest first.Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Curator Jin was led to his house by the village chief with a mournful face, and he found a set of old clothes to change into. When he came again, it was almost dawn. Of course, during this period, in order to prevent accidents, Zha Wenbin never left Wang Wei's country for half a step. His eyes were already red when the first cock crowed, but he didn't have time to rest. The next step was to be cremated. The curator had made a greeting in advance, and the hearse was already waiting at the entrance of the village, just waiting for their departure. Each coffin is carried by two men. These men are Cha Wenbin who has counted the five elements and seen his fate. They are all hard-fated people, so they can carry this coffin of sudden death. The big rooster with reed flower, when the person clearing the way hit the flat gong, Wen Bin shouted: "Get up!" Eight people carried four coffins and followed Cha Wenbin, who was shaking the evil bell and throwing out paper money. Every three steps, the man next to the coffin bearer would slap the coffin bearer's waist with a willow branch, They pulled it all the way to the four hearses parked at the entrance of the village. After Curator Jin’s men loaded the coffin like cattle, Zha Wenbin told Curator Jin and the village chief not to park it after pulling it to the crematorium. Burn it straight away.Curator Jin dared not listen, nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and asked weakly: "Sir, can I still use it later?" Cha Wenbin shook his head and said: "You don't need to come again today. I will let you know when you come. Go back and rest first. Within seven days, don't kill, don't see blood, and don't touch your wife. Go to the vegetable market to buy a carp." Put it in the nearby river, and I will let you know in a few days." After that, he turned around and asked Wang Xin to kill the four roosters on the spot, and the chicken blood filled four bowls and gave each A coffin bearer had a little chicken blood on his forehead, and told him to go back to take a bath later, but don't wash off the chicken blood, and asked Wang Xin to sprinkle the remaining chicken blood around the entrance of the village before going back to rest. moment. When the mourners came back from the county, Curator Jin asked someone to charter a bus to bring them back. It was already noon, and Cha Wenbin had already been waiting at the entrance of the village with his fellow villagers for a long time. Curator Jin spent a lot of money this time, and the four good-quality mahogany urns were carried out one by one. The eight-year-old baby walked in the front with his father Wang Weiguo in his arms, followed by some For the nephew generation, holding the remaining three, this situation inevitably hurts people, and many people also cried.After three firecrackers, Cha Wenbin rang the bell: Arise!He walked ahead to open the way and led the crowd to Wang Weiguo's ancestral tomb. The tomb was quite simple. Wang Weiguo's father was buried in the same tomb with his mother who had passed away for many years. Wang Weiguo and his wife were buried with the little girl in the lower position However, the soil is the best loess. I only hope that these four people can rest in the soil here and die as soon as possible.After busy work, it was already noon, and the mighty funeral procession went down the mountain, having their last meal at Wang's house. During the banquet, people kept coming to toast Cha Wenbin, but he stopped them one by one. He really didn't want to drink. Tonight, everyone else is fine, so he has to make a divination for the village and ask God, Will this poor little village be able to live in peace for a while. After the meal, Zha Wenbin asked the village head to call the relatives of the Wang family, meaning that the house was demolished, all the wood was burned on the spot, and no more houses could be built here. After talking about the pros and cons, there was a lot of what happened last night Those who were present just felt sorry for the child, who would have no home in the future.After everyone discussed the child's upbringing by the way, a group of laborers turned Wang Weiguo's ancestral house into ruins in the afternoon. After many years, the adults in Wangzhuang did not dare to let their children play on that land again. In the afternoon, Wen Bin, Mr. He and Director Zhao had a big sleep again, and slept until dark before waking up. After a simple dinner, Cha Wenbin packed his luggage and said goodbye to Wang Xin's family. , went to the entrance of the village and sat under an old locust tree with Mr. He and Director Zhao, eating peanuts and drinking wine, just waiting for the right time to come. This pagoda tree, please remember, don’t plant it in front of your own house. The word pagoda tree consists of a tree and a ghost, which means to hang a ghost. It is the thing that attracts evil spirits most easily. It is extremely yin, but it is also psychic in the eyes of Taoists. the best choice.Zha Wenbin just wanted to wait until Zishi—the most cloudy time of the day, choose under the most cloudy tree, and use the power of the Big Dipper to ask the sky once!The wind by the river made the three of them a little drunk. Director Zhao wanted to be a teacher because of the strength of alcohol, but Cha Wenbin sternly refused.How could director Zhao be willing to listen? In the past few days, he has admired Cha Wenbin so much that he would have kowtowed a few times if Mr. He hadn't stopped him. In the end, Zha Wenbin had no choice but to think of a way, saying that you wait until the hour, if you can sit quietly under this locust tree for half an hour alone, you can become a teacher, if you can't hold it, don't mention it.Director Zhao thought about it, isn't it just to enjoy the cool here, what's the big deal, and he agreed wholeheartedly. The time has come, Cha Wenbin glanced at the stars in the sky, lifted the turtle shell and threw it: he got a hexagram - the lower hurdle shakes the upper, and the thunder dissolves.The solution of this hexagram is: The solution is scattered.Out of danger, evil things dissipate, prison lawsuits can be released, and everyone sings praises. Ask about luck, it’s auspicious, Zha Wenbin finally smiled for the first time this month, Mr. He saw that the hexagram had come out, and asked about the result, Zha Wenbin replied: "There will be no more people in Wangzhuang within three years." Go to heaven!" Mr. He bowed to Zha Wenbin, but was stopped by Zha Wenbin: "How can you afford Mr. He's great gift? Isn't this shortening your life?" Mr. He waved his hand: "Wen Bin, Wangzhuang is originally my wife's hometown, and you were innocently involved in doing some dangerous things. I'm paying homage on behalf of the whole village. You can afford it! " Zha Wenbin returned a salute: "For several days, I have been bothering Mr. He to take care of me. I am ashamed to say that I am not good at learning, and I failed to save my wife's life. I hope Mr. He will forgive me." Wan bowed again. Over there, Mr. He was already in tears. He must have thought of his wife again. He wiped away his tears and asked, "What is Wen Bin's plan going forward?" Cha Wenbin glanced at the starry sky above his head: "Xiangtian!" "Oh my god, you've been thinking wholeheartedly. If Brother Cha can use my old bones, I'll do my best. I'll go back and study about the "Wishing Book". If there's any news in the future, I'll let you know immediately. !" Cha Wenbin thanked Mr. He, and Director Zhao over there ran over and opened his mouth: "Master, I will be worshipped by my apprentice!" Kicking Director Zhao, who had already bent down, he pointed at the locust tree not far away: "Go! Mr. He and I will wait for you here." Director Zhao walked towards the locust tree, muttering to himself, isn't it just to catch the shade, could there be ghosts?Besides, with Cha Wenbin around, ghosts would not dare to come. Thinking to myself, I strode to the locust tree alone. There happened to be a stone, and Director Zhao sat on the spot. Within a few minutes, the breeze by the river As soon as it blew, Director Zhao felt a little drowsy, and the figures of the two people not far away began to blur, their eyelids kept fighting, and they fell asleep after a while. Cha Wenbin over there looked at Director Zhao under the tree, and stared closely. Within ten minutes, something happened over there: Director Zhao frowned, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, and his lips were dead. Biting hard, as if suffering. Elder He next to him asked, "What's the matter?" Cha Wenbin didn't answer, but just signaled Elder He not to talk, just watch. Two minutes later, Director Zhao's face turned blue and his body began to tremble. Cha Wenbin shook his head, took out a piece of talisman paper, held it between two fingers, walked over, and when he got under the tree, Director Zhao has already started to breathe heavily, his neck is swollen very thick, Zha Wenbin shook his finger, and the talisman paper ignited with a clatter, before the ashes fell to the ground, Director Zhao suddenly opened his eyes: "What's wrong with me?" ?" Cha Wenbin said, "It's all right." Director Zhao touched his forehead and spread his hands. In such a cool weather, his back was soaked. It turned out that it was just a dream.Cha Wenbin said: "You can tell me what happened just now?" Director Zhao looked at the sweat in his hands and murmured: "A woman strangled my neck just now. I was about to be breathless, and suddenly I woke up, and I saw you, Master, beside me." "Oh, that's not a dream." Cha Wenbin sighed. "It's not a dream, then..." Director Zhao looked at Cha Wenbin in disbelief and asked. Zha Wenbin nodded: "That's the spirit of this tree. This tree is very dark. It has lived in Wangzhuang for thousands of years. It must have spirituality and has attracted many wild ghosts to gather here. , The position you were sitting just now happened to be her thigh, if someone who is destined for Taoism, she would not dare to show her body, it is conceivable that you have no destiny for my Taoism, go back and work hard." After listening, Director Zhao suddenly stood up. He also understood that what Cha Wenbin said was true. He almost died under this tree just now. Maybe he really didn't have a chance, but he still didn't give up. "Then I'll follow the investigation." Is it okay for Taoist priests not to learn Taoism, but to help with errands and get things?" I don't want to check Wenbin, but he still refuses: "Director Zhao, don't mention the matter of learning Taoism anymore. You have no destiny with Taoism. Follow me. Sooner or later, something will happen. You and I are friends. I advise Director Zhao to go back and deal with official affairs, so that From Director Zhao's face, if you guard against villains in the officialdom, you will surely be able to rise to the top and make great achievements in the future!" After finishing speaking, he walked to the car parked by the side of the road, and in the end it was Mr. He who persuaded Director Zhao to give up.A few years later, Director Zhao has become the person in charge of a province's transportation department. Before returning to the provincial capital, Zha Wenbin and his party went to Director Jin's place first. When Director Jin saw Zha Wenbin again, he was about to cry. . The three of them were not too polite, and sat on the sofa in the office, especially Director Zhao, who stared at Director Jin with a smile on his face, and Director Jin didn't dare to vent his anger because of his superficial smile. After a long time, I finally couldn't help but speak: "Sir, how is the matter in Wangzhuang?" Cha Wenbin, who was nestled in the corner of the sofa, stopped to play with the lid of the teacup: "After you let the driver come out, I will go with you to the intersection where the accident happened on the first seven nights, prepare four sets of bowls and chopsticks, prepare some wine and vegetables, pay a memorial ceremony, and burn paper. Use more snacks." After speaking, he glanced at Luofengpo not far away, and continued to play with teacups. Curator Jin glanced at the direction Zha Wenbin was looking at, and he naturally understood what he was looking at: "Sir, is this all right? Don't you need to go to that ghostly place again? I've already bought this sycamore tree in various places. The sky should come soon, sir, do you think they will..." "Will those dead people come to you, right?" Director Zhao glared at Director Jin viciously, his glasses trembled in fright, and so did his fat stomach. Zha Wenbin pressed his hand, gave Director Zhao a blank look, and said: "After the worship, send that car to be scrapped, don't use it again, and do more good deeds in the future, what you are doing is dead business, Naturally, you need to accumulate more virtue, it will only benefit you, so let’s say goodbye.” After finishing speaking, he got up and prepared to go out. Hearing this, Curator Jin let out a long sigh of relief. When he came back from Wangzhuang, he hadn't closed his eyes yet. When he closed his eyes, he saw the four coffins. He always felt that those evil spirits would come to him again. Feeling relieved, he opened the drawer, looked at Cha Wenbin who was about to go out, and shouted, "Sir, please wait." Cha Wenbin, who had already stepped out of the door, looked back and saw Director Jin took an envelope and handed it over: "Sir, in the past few days, he has not only helped me with Feng Shui, but also solved this catastrophe. Sir, he has saved my life. I thought it was a repayment, but please accept this kind of meaning, sir, it is not a respect!" It turned out that they were sending money, but Zha Wenbin didn't even look at it: "If you really want to repay me, take good care of that orphan." "That's natural, that's natural, that child, I will be more attentive than my own child, please rest assured, sir, this respect, no matter what, please accept it." After finishing speaking, Curator Jin took another step forward , I didn’t want to be waved by Cha Wenbin’s sleeves, striding away, and the words of Cha Wenbin came from a distance: “Man is doing it, the sky is watching…” Only curator Jin was left there with an envelope in his hand stunned. Director Zhao drove the bus to the provincial capital. It was still dark, and the three of them went to a restaurant for dinner. Afterwards, Director Zhao sent Mr. He home before saying goodbye to Mr. He and Zha Wenbin. Seeing that he was the only one left in the originally warm little home, and looking at the photos of his wife, Mr. He couldn't help but feel a little sad again. Cha Wenbin burned incense to Mrs. Wang, and said a few words of comfort, before Mr. He stopped sad.Cha Wenbin thought that he had been out for some time, and he ate and drank at Mr. He's place. Although Mr. He didn't mind, it didn't mean he didn't mind.He also refused to accept money for doing things for others. Cha Wenbin thought that he had to find a job, but if he couldn't do it, he went to the street to set up a fortune-telling stall to earn a meal.After thinking about it, he told Mr. He about this matter, and asked Mr. He to take him around the Town God's Temple tomorrow. I didn’t want this idea to be rejected by Mr. He as soon as he opened his mouth, and he became angry. Mr. He said, “Wen Bin, are you uncomfortable living here with me? Are you treating my family and Wangzhuang well? , I have done so many things, and I have never asked for half a penny. What you asked me to do has not been figured out yet, so what if I live here? Besides, I am lonely at home by myself, so you don’t want to think about it anymore. Think about it, you are a really capable person, how can you make a living like that? You just stay here with peace of mind, we study that passage together, don’t mention the business of setting up a stall!” Zha Wenbin was also a seven-foot man when he stood up, and he had never taken advantage of others since he was a child. He was already very sorry for taking so much time, but when Mr. He said this, he felt even more embarrassed and wanted to leave.While the two were arguing, there was a knock on the door. I went to open the door and saw that it was Lao Wang of the archaeological team, smiling at the door with stewed vegetables in one hand and a wine bottle in the other.This old Wang just came back from a pit in another place, and he rushed over with wine and meat, without saying anything, the three of them drank a little wine with stewed vegetables, and the old Wang listened to Mr. When he came to those ghosts, Lao Wang stared wide-eyed.He admired Zha Wenbin even more, and went up to toast again and again, and the atmosphere had eased a lot. Speaking of Zha Wenbin going out to tell a fortune, Lao Wang also stood up and opposed it. This fairy went out to tell a fortune, it was too much of a skill, and he would not agree with Zha Wenbin to suffer this grievance.The two summed it up and came up with an idea: the provincial archaeological team lacked a technical consultant. To put it bluntly, it was the lack of a Feng Shui master.According to Lao Wang, due to the boom in cultural relics in recent years, many large tombs in China have been stolen. This group of tomb robbers not only have a keen sense of smell, but also know a little about Feng Shui. They often let Lao Wang and his team go to the archaeological team Ten tombs and nine are empty; the other is that during archaeology, you will inevitably encounter some weird things. Last time at the General Temple, you almost lost your life, so you want Cha Wenbin to go to the archaeological team as a consultant.Firstly, everyone has a helper together, and Cha Wenbin can find a decent job; secondly, what Old He means is that many things that were lost in ancient times can only be found in the pits of those ancestors, saying Might not be able to find some clues. Zha Wenbin was also afraid that he would cause trouble for the two of them. After all, he was neither literate nor archaeological, but it was a good job. After hesitating for a long time, He Lao said that he would accompany the archaeological team in person tomorrow. , definitely no problem, so Cha Wenbin nodded in agreement.The three of them saw that the matter was almost settled, so they simply let go of their stomachs and drank. The wine is too short for a bosom friend, and the two bottles of red sorghum brought by Lao Wang ran out in a short while, and they opened another bottle at He Lao's. , Tossing until midnight, the three of them fell asleep. In the dark night, Zha Wenbin suddenly heard someone calling him: "Daddy, Daddy..." Zha Wenbin listened carefully, "Daddy, Daddy, I'm so scared, come and save me, Daddy..." Look, there is a building in the shape of a hall not far away, and there is a small pond under it. The moonlight is reflected in the center of the pond, and from time to time there are circles of water halos, which disperse the moonlight and gather it again. scattered.It seemed that it was a small hand that broke the moonlight, still shaking in the water. Cha Wenbin quickly chased after him. The pond didn't look far away, but he ran for more than half an hour. No matter how he ran, he found that the pond was still so far away. It seemed that he would never reach the edge of the pond. Only the shout The sound was far and near, but clearly audible.Cha Wenbin shouted through his throat: "Girl, girl, don't be afraid, Daddy is here..." After shouting, he ran towards the pond, and after another half an hour, he still hadn't reached the pond, he was already exhausted Cha Wenbin was sweating profusely and panting, so he supported his legs to take a rest, turned his head and found a white stone tablet next to it, with a corner broken, this stone tablet?Isn't it the monument that I saw when I opened my eyes just now?Why are you still here?Could it be that he was standing still after running for an hour? Zha Wenbin took advantage of the moonlight to walk slowly towards the stone tablet. The writing on the stone tablet was blurred, only the word "Yuan" at the bottom could be distinguished, and the writing on it had been covered by moss. Wen Bin slowly peeled off the moss on it, revealing the handwriting one by one: Yan Tongyuan! Why is my daughter here?Looking at the pond not far away, Cha Wenbin ran like crazy. After another hour, when he stopped again, he found that the stone tablet was still there, and the traces of moss peeling off were still as new. What's going on?How could my daughter be in Yangtongyuan!Yangtongyuan is the eighteenth floor of hell!It is the endless hell that has been subjected to endless fireworks!Why would my daughter suffer here!Cha Wenbin didn't have time to think, or even take another look at the stele, and continued running, only running endlessly in that direction. "Daddy, Daddy..." The familiar voice still echoed in his ears, Cha Wenbin could no longer run, and fell headlong in front of the stone tablet. When he closed his eyes for a moment, he clearly saw a giant beast Taotie jumped in from the edge of the pond, and went straight to the waving little hand in the water... Not far away, Taotie held a little girl in his hand, jumped up from the pond, looked back at Cha Wenbin who was lying on the ground, shook that disgustingly ugly face, and seemed to smile evilly , walked towards that hall. "No!" A roar startled Mr. He and Mr. Wang outside. Zha Wenbin usually wakes up at five o'clock, so why did he not wake up at seven o'clock today? Mr. He thought it was yesterday He drank too much at night, and was eating porridge with Old Wang, and planned to call him back later.Hearing the roar, the two rushed in, and saw Cha Wenbin who was lying on the ground scratching his hands in the air, his brows were furrowed, and his teeth were chattering. When Mr. He saw that the situation was not right, he immediately shouted: "No, it must be a nightmare, Lao Wang, pinch someone!" "Hey!" Old Wang responded, just about to stretch out his hand to pinch, but before reaching his lips, that hand was pinched by Cha Wenbin: "Old Wang, what are you doing?" It turned out that Cha Wenbin had woken up and saw Lao Wang His big hand stretched out towards his face, and he grabbed it reflexively. "Scared us to death, are you awake? What's going on, are you having a nightmare?" Zha Wenbin shook his head: "It's okay." Without saying much, he got up and went to wash up. Lao Wang wanted to ask, but he was stopped by Mr. He and shook his head. He's hometown is not far from the museum. After breakfast, a few people chatted and laughed.With the recommendation of Mr. He, the procedures for Zha Wenbin went very smoothly. First, he was assigned to Lao Wang's team. To the outside world, he was regarded as a hired technical consultant, and he could go to work immediately.In this way, Zha Wenbin's work was settled, and Lao Wang was also very excited. He insisted on taking Zha Wenbin to the restaurant for a few drinks to cheer him up at noon. Zha Wenbin couldn't shirk it, so he went together. During the dinner, Lao Wang, a talker, drank a few glasses and asked, "Wen Bin, why haven't I heard about your family's situation?" Cha Wenbin on the other side stopped the cup in his mouth, glanced at the West Lake outside the window, turned his head and muttered: "Family? There is only one son left. He is seventeen years old and he is still studying." Everyone saw that Wenbin's expression was not right, and Mr. He went up and asked, "Wenbin, is there something wrong at home?" Holding a cup here, he took a sip of wine, squinted his eyes, and "hissed" for a while. I don't know if he didn't sleep well last night, or something sad happened. Cha Wenbin's eyes were already bloodshot: "My baby, mother I have a son and a daughter, but I still can't take care of them, I'm sorry for her spirit in the sky!" Then he took another sip of wine, and the old Wang over there saw that something was wrong, and wanted to persuade him to drink, but Mr. He stretched out his hand to stop him. Shaking his head, motioned for him to continue.Cha Wenbin looked out of the window at the West Lake, which has already entered autumn, and said: "My wife died of dystocia when she gave birth to her daughter. The last order before she died was to let me take care of these two children. I don't want my daughter to drown before the New Year. There is only knee-deep water Ah, that's it, it's the one that wants me to pay the price! It's the one!" With a "snap", the wine glass in Cha Wenbin's hand was crushed abruptly! Mr. He got up, went to support Zha Wenbin, wanted to see if his hand was hurt, but was pushed away by Zha Wenbin, Zha Wenbin stood up and shouted: "It's just that I didn't expect that after my daughter's death, there will be a I can’t get peace, you say, what did I do wrong? What did I do wrong! You insist on forcing me like this! You have already taken my wife away, and you still want to torture my daughter, why!” The roar of the lungs made the two people on the opposite side not know what happened, and they stood there at a loss. Mr. He looked at Lao Wang and asked in a low voice: "What's going on? Who is it?" Lao Wang shook his head: "I don't know either." That noon, Cha Wenbin got drunk for the first time, he was really drunk, he needed alcohol anesthesia, the last two people carried him to Old Wang’s house to rest, maybe Cha Wenbin was really drunk, and Maybe he was really tired and slept until noon the next day before waking up. It is said that he is the consultant of the archaeological team, but Cha Wenbin really knows nothing about archaeology. Fortunately, he has a legitimate identity, and he spends all day with He Lao on the rubbings of that strange text. Two words came out of the rubbings: Qingcheng! Qingcheng?Mr. He felt that the two characters referred to place names, and asked Zha Wenbin if the Taoist school had any records about this place. Zha Wenbin nodded: "If I guess the word Qingcheng correctly, it should refer to Mount Qingcheng. Coincidentally, when I visited this mountain, I saw the deep and dark green here, where weeds preached, and the aura was alive, so I went up the mountain to explore, found a cave, and realized the theory of heaven in the cave. The world-famous Heavenly Master Taoism is now classified as the Zhengyi Sect. Qingcheng Mountain is known as the Fifth Cave Heaven!" He Lao nodded. This Qingcheng Mountain is a famous Taoist mountain, and he naturally knew it. Since the words on the rubbings pointed to something, could it be a clue?Now Qingcheng Mountain is already a tourist attraction, as long as you buy a ticket, you can naturally go up the mountain to visit, so I asked Zha Wenbin: "Wen Bin, do you think we should go to Sichuan to see?" Zha Wenbin also meant the same thing. Since there are no clues, it is better to go over there to have a look first, but now he is also a member of the archaeological team, and he can't just leave. At this time, Lao Wang rushed in from outside. : "Old He, Wen Bin, it's really interesting to receive the notification. They actually asked us to do an archaeological survey on Chinese religions. It is said that there has been a wave of religious enthusiasm in the cultural relics market in recent years. Many artifacts, statues,古典、壁画都成了他们眼中的香饽饽，让我们组个队进行一次全国性的宗教文化的普查。哈哈，这一回，文斌啊，真是巧了啊，你刚好是个道士，我看啊，我们这块干脆就选道教研究，反正有你在，若是不成，咱就当是游山玩水了！”