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Chapter 0002 Jiuliting

There is a local sing in Panshiling for generations:

On the Qingming Festival, don’t worry about to visit the tombs and worship.

During the Qingming Festival, the descendants worshiped Shan Gong,

At the end of Qingming Festival, the lonely ghosts are gone home.

The so-called Qingming Festival, Qingming Festival, and Qingming Festival are calculated based on the days of the lunar calendar.

The days of the Qingming Festival in the Gregorian calendar are fixed on April 4th and April 5th, but the lunar calendar days are different every year.

If it is the first and second day of each month of the lunar month, it is the standard Qingming Festival; if it is the 28th, 29th and 30th day of the lunar month, it is the perfect end of Qingming Festival.

As for the Qingming Festival, the days when the lunar calendar are in the middle of each month can be considered as the Qingming Festival.

Generally, when the Qingming Festival is worshiping and tomb sweeping normally, there is no big concern; when the tomb sweeping during the Qingming Festival, as many males are required to attend. The so-called Shan Gong is actually the ancestor buried on the mountain. There are many males in the family, and the family is prosperous, and there is no big problem to go to the tomb sweeping in a lively manner.

As for the Qingming Festival, that's evil. According to Panshiling Clay Ballad, when encountering Qingming Festival, all kinds of lonely ghosts who have no one to worship will wander around.

On this day, you have to burn a knife of yellow paper when you go out from home to worship on the mountain every time you pass an intersection.

I intend to buy a safe journey and avoid filthy things.

The ancestors of Panshiling have always passed on this earthly song by word of mouth. Until Jiang Yue's father's generation, they abide by this set of rules. Every time they go back to their hometown to visit the grave, they never lack a sense of ritual. Especially when they encounter the year at the end of Qingming Festival, they are even more particular and not vague at all.

Although Sangou is not old, he often takes things inherited by the older generation to heart.

Seeing Jiang Yue dazed and dazed, Sangou couldn't help but remind: "Brother San? Today is the 29th day of the lunar calendar. At the end of Qingming Festival, could it be that those dirty things came to the house?"

After saying this, the two brothers standing outside the yard suddenly felt a little chill.

Fortunately, at this time, a phone call brought them back to the normal world.

The other end of the phone was my sister-in-law's anxious voice.

Obviously, my sister-in-law discovered that Sangou was missing. When she learned that Sangou, a little turtle boy, had returned to Panshiling safely, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Then she specially advised various ancestral teachings at Qingmingwei. After repeated explanations, my sister-in-law cursed at Sangou and hung up the phone.

"Okay, Sangou! When did you get up? You will get home after a few dozen miles of mountain roads? Tu Xingsun or Lei Zhenzi?"

"Hehe, I didn't sleep much last night. Second brother, why don't we burn some paper?" Sangou people, as their name suggests, didn't sleep much all night, and their energy was still as strong as a dog.

Jiang Yue didn't think about sing a opposite tune with Zu Xun. At his age, he was originally a rebellious person and was able to return to Panshiling from the city to pay homage, which itself shows that he attaches great importance to these traditions.

Seeing the yellow paper beside the road burning to ashes, Jiang Yue's doubts did not diminish.

Although it was drizzling, the activity of going up the mountain to worship the ancestral tombs cannot be discounted.

Jiang Yue carried a hoe on his shoulder, and put the offerings in a bamboo basket that was already rare in the city, and carried behind him. Sangou hung a hatchet on his waist, and carried a snakeskin bag of yellow paper, paper ingots, paper silver dollars and other items in his hand.

The two brothers passed an intersection and burned a yellow paper. After walking for about an hour, they came to a valley. From a distance, there was a pavilion at the end of the road at the foot of the mountain. From a distance, the pavilion looked like a vermilion bird with a unique shape.

"Second brother, do you have to rest at Jiuli Pavilion?"

"You can only wait for the dead people to break Jiuliting, do you go to bed?"

“Don’t stop.”

Whenever an elderly man dies in Panshiling, he will be buried in this area of ​​Dajinshan.

Jiuli Pavilion is at the foot of the Great Jinshan Mountain.

Generally, there are taboos for funerals, and the coffin cannot land on the ground along the way.

But the customs of Panshiling have some other considerations. Even if the coffin carrying people who come out of Panshiling are as strong as cows, they must take a break when they arrive at Jiuli Pavilion.

If you want to show off your strength and go straight up the mountain, there will probably be something wrong on the road. Either the coffin holder has fallen out of the crotch, or the coffin board has been turned over.

According to the conventional saying, from Panshiling to Jiuliting, there are nearly ten miles of roads, most of which are Yangchan Mountain Road, which is extremely difficult to walk. When the coffin carrying the coffin has reached its limit, the physical fitness has reached its limit. If you don’t take a breath, your physical fitness will not be enough to support you going up the mountain.

The even stranger statement is that Jiuli Pavilion is the place where yin and yang intersect. When you go to the Great Jinshan, the yin energy is too heavy. If you don’t get a good breath of yang energy in Jiuli Pavilion, it is easy for something to go up the mountain rashly.

There is also the most evil saying, saying that after a person dies, the soul will not be destroyed for a while. If you don’t wait in Jiuli Pavilion, the corpse will be buried and the soul will lose its support, and it will easily lead to evil spirits. You must wait until the corpse and souls enter the ground and return to the cave, and then you will be able to truly be at peace.

There are many rumors about Jiuliting in the local area.

According to legend, a few hundred years ago, a yin and yang warrior searched for dragons and pointed acupoints. He attracted the Feng Shui treasure land of Dajinshan, saying that this place has the power of lying dragons. Judging from the situation of searching for dragons, it is actually a dragon.

The surrounding situation is good, with dragons, caves, sand, water, and all the five tips of facing each other.

The only drawback is that there is a mountain in the south that has not been able to form a grand occasion of five-star gathering.

Later, after calculation by Master Yin and Yang, a way to make up for it was found. Simulate the shape of the Vermillion Bird and build a pavilion on the south side of the Great Jin Mountain.

As the saying goes, a thousand feet are the momentum, and a hundred feet are the shape.

Using pavilions instead of mountains, but using small shapes to make up for the overall trend is quite good. However, it finally formed the atmosphere of five-star gathering, which responded to the auspicious sign of peace in the world.

Jiang Yue and Sangou obviously heard a lot of rumors about them.

The two brothers burned another piece of paper at Jiuliting and found the way up the mountain.

It is rare to walk the road up the mountain a few times a year. It is rare to seeds and trees are very easy to breed. Without a hatchet, it is really not easy to get up the mountain.

In addition, the Qingming Festival rains for several days, the soil and rocks are loose, making it difficult to leave.

It took forty minutes before the two brothers arrived at the ancestral tomb of the Lao Jiang family. Several generations of ancestors and grandfathers lived in the surrounding area.

Jiang Yue was strong and responsible for weeding, cleaning, repairing graves, and finally cultivating new soil.

The three dogs placed sacrifices and lit incense and burned paper.

After completing the procedure of seven or eight ancestral tombs, the two brothers were very tired, but they were still very smooth.

"Brother, are you wondering? In previous years, it was raining but it was not easy to burn. Today, the rain was like oil, and it was not difficult to burn yellow paper."

Three dogs cannot be idle, as they are prone to be idle when they are idle.

After Sangou made this point, Jiang Yue found that the paper was burning surprisingly smoothly today.

Perhaps the paper material is different this year, so what flammable ingredients are added?

There are so many bizarre and weird things, and this one is not bad either.

It was not until the paper money was turned into ashes and there was no risk of rekindling that the two brothers took care of the guys and prepared to go down the mountain.

Anyone who is used to walking on mountain roads knows that the road down the mountain is more difficult than going down the mountain.

From a metaphysical perspective, the momentum of going up the mountain is rushing upwards, the spirit is full and the energy is sufficient, and the evil spirit is difficult to attack; when going down the mountain, the body is tired and the momentum is downwards, and it is more likely to be affected by evil.

As he was walking, Sangou suddenly said something behind him.

"Second brother, have you heard anything?"

Jiang Yue heard it and there was nothing else except the rustling sound of raindrops, so he shook his head.

"No! Second brother, listen carefully. There are children crying."

In the deep mountains and forests, the gloomy cemetery, during the Qingming Festival, Sangou actually said that he heard a child crying!
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