Grace

They would cry in fear of this kind of thing. Since they stepped here, they have been unable to regain their dignity.

The sex like a seal lasted a long time.

The men's desires were temporarily relieved. They were not in a hurry to torture their younger brother, but wanted to torture him on a spiritual level, just like a cat playing with a weak mouse.They first forced the younger brother to drink with them. The younger brother did not resist, and drank bottle after bottle. Finally, the men were all drunk, but the younger brother was still conscious.

The younger brother looked at the men coldly.

He invited the girls out, then locked the door, put on the gloves he bought on the roadside, took out the fruit knife in his pocket, and wiped their necks one by one.

The cat can play with the mouse to its heart's content because the mouse is too afraid of the cat. If it is replaced by a mouse that is not afraid, the cat may not be able to gain the upper hand.

Finish the big slaughterhouse job, walk out of the night party in a leisurely manner, and disappear into the night.

After the revenge, the lives of the siblings did not improve. The older sister's depression became more and more serious, and even suicidal tendencies appeared. The older sister often sat on the balcony and hummed the nursery rhymes that her mother used to lull her to sleep when she was a child.The younger brother was worried that she would not think about it, so he jumped out of the window when he was not paying attention, so at night, after his sister fell asleep, he quietly turned to the window and nailed the barbed wire.

At noon that day, my younger brother called her to come over for dinner. My older sister was so immersed in her own world that she didn't hear her at all. My younger brother called her again helplessly.He thought that she would ignore him as before, and he was ready to get up and carry her down, but this time it was different, my sister reacted.

I saw my elder sister turning her head slowly, staring at him silently without speaking, just when my younger brother thought she would have no other reaction, she suddenly said: "Why don't you eat?"

The younger brother was stunned.

My sister's demeanor and tone resembled a person who could never come back, that was their mother, and that "Yao" was also a special name when her mother called him.Because he is the youngest, yao means yaoer.

Before the younger brother could figure it out, the older sister said again: Why are you eating alone?Where is your sister?Did she hide in the room in anger and refused to come out for dinner?

Hearing this, my younger brother still didn't understand, and the hand holding the chopsticks was trembling uncontrollably.

Sister: You eat first, I will go to your sister and persuade her not to be angry.

Brother: You don't have to go, I've grown up, it's time for me to persuade my sister, don't worry, don't worry, let my sister take care of me.

After finishing speaking, the younger brother quickly picked up a few chopsticks dishes into the bowl, and then walked into the sister's room.He went in and didn't come out for a long time. My sister outside sat on the balcony and continued humming the song.

Since then, there have been two people living in this family, but two equally poor women.

Half a year later, when they went out again, it was dark in the evening, and "they" were like mother and daughter supporting each other and carrying a vegetable basket and walking towards home, followed by a little gangster, following "them" all the way, with unknown motives.

The younger brother realized early on that he was dragging his sister all the way, but when he turned the corner at the entrance of the alley, the elder sister suddenly pushed him into the alley, squatted down, picked up the scattered pieces on the ground and threw them behind him, just hitting the gangster on the head. His head was bleeding, and his entire face was covered in blood.

The sister who caused the catastrophe was stunned, threw away the turning head in her hand in a panic, and yelled heart-piercingly, without a word, but there was infinite panic in her voice.The younger brother was afraid that her screams would attract the neighbors around, and it would be terrible if someone knew that she had killed someone, so he stepped forward to cover her mouth, and half dragged and half dragged her away.

For several days in a row, they dared not go out. The younger brother made a bed behind the door every night, locked the doors and windows, and drew all the curtains before going to bed.After several days, no police came, and no one came to help the gangster seek revenge. They finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Such a difficult life of hiding in Tibet made it difficult for them to move forward.

Until the mother's hometown sent a letter, which completely changed their fate.

The mother is a Miao girl, and the Miao people are very mysterious, because the Miao girls can use Gu, which is a secret treasure of the Miao people.The mother ran away from home back then to make a living. Before she left, she severed ties with the family, and she couldn't take any Gu with her privately.

The letter was written to the mother by the elders of the clan. It seemed that the clan didn't know that the mother was gone. The letter said that something happened in the clan and the mother needed to take the two children back.

The younger brother's confidence was heavy after reading, and he was a little puzzled, could it be that his mother had been secretly keeping in touch with the family all these years, otherwise how would they know the existence of their siblings.Now that this letter came, it also brought a choice. After all, they had Miao girl blood in them, and sooner or later they had to recognize their ancestors and return to their clan.

They just took this opportunity to see the place where their mother used to live, maybe they would like it, and they settled down in the clan.In addition, my sister is in an unstable state now, maybe the elders in the clan can heal her.

After thinking about it for a long time, one night two days later, my brother packed up his luggage, locked the door, and took his sister to the train station to buy two sleeper tickets to Guangxi.

After twists and turns, they finally came to their mother's hometown in Guangxi.

When they saw the elder who sent the letter, everyone received them warmly, regardless of their status as outsiders, and treated them as their own family members. At first they lived well, until the elder found a doctor to see her sister. , things get weird.

That was an ancient doctor in the family. He used Gu to treat people. He said that my sister had a blockage in her brain and needed to put a small worm to eat the blockage.The younger brother thought it was too cruel and refused this treatment on the spot.

Later, the ancient doctor adopted a gentle treatment method, and my sister gradually improved.

One night, a few dogs barked in the quiet village, waking up the younger brother. The younger brother put on his coat and went out to find that the mountain was brightly lit. The villagers were wearing white clothes and gauze, and they lined up to the mountain with white paper lanterns. , they were expressionless.

Among them are not only the adults of the clan, but also the elderly and children.

There were a few figures standing by the light on the top of the mountain. He took a closer look and saw that they were the elders of the village. They stood there fixedly and looked down at the villagers who came up from the foot of the mountain.

After a while, there was a strange sound of music coming from the top of the mountain, followed by the sound of an ancient scripture echoing in the mountains.

Although he couldn't understand the content of the scriptures, he felt irritable when he heard the scriptures, and he wished to cut off his ears with a knife.

Enduring the discomfort, he sneaked up the mountain and hid in the dark to observe, only to realize that the villagers were praying sincerely in front of an ancient tree, as if they were performing some kind of ritual.

Then one day, all the usually kind-hearted villagers changed, and they broke into their homes viciously and tied him and his sister. The elders came to them and poured cold water on them without saying a word.Winter is very cold, the water can almost freeze when it comes into contact with the air, sticking it to the body almost sucks away the remaining temperature under their skin.

The younger brother resisted desperately, but they were ruthlessly pressed into the soil and trampled under his feet, half of his body was stuck in the soil and he could not move.

It turned out that the ten-year sacrificial ceremony of this tribe came, and boys and girls were needed to be sacrificed. They were not willing to sacrifice the orthodox children in the village, so they tried to trick them back into their sacrificial objects.

There are many gospel boxes buried under that old tree, and the damaged and old ones have already been used.The villagers dug out the latest two boxes, smashed their siblings' limbs with stones, folded them up and put them in the box, and then buried the gospel box back in the ground. Completely seal and suppress their souls, so that their souls can never escape.

After Fu Xiang's story was finished, Kang Yuanci also fell asleep.

I don't know where Kang Yuanci heard that he fell asleep, Fu Xiang carried him to the bed, squeezed the quilt tightly for him, and sat by the window quietly watching the snow-capped mountains in the distance in a daze.

It also snowed heavily that night, and she seemed to be able to hear the screams of animals through the wind and snow.

But if you listen carefully, it's not...

Chapter 5

◎The people who serve in the mortal world are called morticians. They are responsible for superficial work, allowing the deceased to leave the world in a dignified and peaceful manner, without any nostalgia for the world, but in fact they are not...◎

Those who serve in the yang world are called morticians. They are responsible for superficial work, allowing the deceased to leave the world in a dignified and peaceful manner, without any nostalgia for the world. Another kind of human existence.

Qu Shiluo.

A person who sends the dead away in the underworld.

Don't send three in one's life.No relatives, no debts, no reincarnation.

Zuo Qi didn't expect that the third child of the Kang family was actually Qu Shiluo.

Master Qu opened the door to make trouble, and once he entered the door, he clasped his fingers, pulled down a strand of green silk, lit the incense of the three gods, and kowtowed to the heaven and earth toward the southeast.This is the rule of leading the dead, just like a stranger who needs to be courteous and thoughtful before entering the door for the first time to get the owner's permission before he can enter the house to visit the owner.

But instead of inserting the burning incense into the censer, he extinguished it between his fingers and broke it in half. Then he walked around the coffin seemingly loosely, and gestured to the coffin edge with the broken incense in his hand, as if Very much a master who measures something with a ruler, his expression is focused and pious.

Zuo Qi wanted to refrain from interrupting him, but in the end he couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked him.

After asking, I found out that this broken incense is famous.The leftover footage after two folds of the broken incense indicates the age of Kang Youzhi in the coffin at the time of his death, and the measurement with the incense is to "check the age at birth" to see if there is any error.

Ghosts don't hook up nameless ghosts, don't hook up confused ghosts, everything should be cleared up in the yang world, and ghosts will feel better when they go to the underworld and know that they haven't hooked up wrong souls, and naturally they won't embarrass the dead too much.

So from Zhexiang, Master Qu has been connected to the underworld, and he now