And Mr. Zhao’s grandfather was gifted. He learned all the skills of the master at a young age, and sometimes he danced the dragon better than the master. This made his master very pleased, so he took him as his successor for a long time. Later, when the master died, Mr. Zhao took over the dragon dance team naturally. Mr. Zhao said that his father was born in 194, when he was born, his grandfather danced the dragon, and he built a courtyard for himself because of years of accumulation. Grandpa was generous and liked to make friends in Jianghu. He did not choose the mountain as a robe brother in his early years, but now he has become a very famous patron because of
I know Paoge can be divided into clear water and muddy water. The former usually pays no effort or has strategies to protect people, while the latter is an attacker with a broadsword and a pike. Teacher Zhao pointed to the door and told us that there was a big yard in front of us, which was our ancestral home. At that time, Teacher Zhao’s grandfather had more money than he helped the landlord at that time, so he bought almost the whole village and hill land and invited villagers to help farm. As he grew older, he became a local big landlord, and it was very difficult for him to finish several classes. More often, he taught Teacher Zhao’s father dragon dancing skills at home.
Speaking of this, Miss Zhao suddenly sighed and said, but the good times didn’t last long after liberation. Tongliang also followed the national trend and the land of the land reform family was returned to the villagers overnight. After a long time, I couldn’t figure it out and smoked opium. At that time, there were still many cigarette houses in Sichuan because of opium. Miss Zhao stood by with a wry smile and said, you see, this is all that is left in our family, and Grandpa still keeps money to buy it.
Teacher Zhao went on to say that his father has been dancing the dragon for decades, but with the change of policy, the business is getting worse year by year, because everyone has gradually lost interest. He also performed with his father in many places in Chongqing and Sichuan when he was a teenager, but his income was very meager. Later, the country banned fireworks and firecrackers, which made people feel boring and dragon dancing even more meaningless. Therefore, it is difficult to see it now, unless any rich man wants to be arty, he invites classes to dance, but now the classes are all scattered, and it is probably impossible to see the real dragon dancing.
Hu Zongren asked Miss Zhao what did you do after you left work? Teacher Zhao said with a smile, what else can I do? I don’t have the culture to dance the dragon and make a living, but now I can’t mix it, so I can work everywhere. There are many places in the county. I will work as a decorator, cut wood and saw boards. I will still be my wife. I will farm at home and feed chickens, ducks and children to learn. At first, I heard that righteousness education is to learn. Who knows all the miscellaneous things together? Teacher Zhao said that even so, he must let the children learn. It seems that it is the only choice.
I was just about to tell Miss Zhao that Hu Zongren and I didn’t read much when Hu Zongren suddenly said that your ancestor was unfortunate in his later years. This may be a reason why he left behind. In this case, the descendants are still healthy and are his first grandsons. Then I will go to the grave to do a ritual in the name of your two brothers and your two children, hoping that the ancestors should stay and dissipate.
Teacher Zhao is a little embarrassed to ask, can you two really do it? Hu Zongren nodded and said with a smile, we are different from the witch in your village. We don’t play virtual games.
Chapter 15 [Case 3] Dragon Dance at the Grave
Hu Zongren got up and said to me, that’s it. Miss Zhao, please find a small crock for me. It’s very easy to find a crock without this kind in the countryside. After a while, Miss Zhao took out a small pot from the kitchen, then emptied the bowl with pickled garlic, then squatted on the door and scooped water to wash the pot clean from the inside out. After wiping the water stains with a cloth, she handed it to Hu Zongren. After taking the pot, Hu Zongren said to me, we just followed the snail’s path back. Do you remember how to get there? I said I remember, I called it a boy with a beautiful memory, and he said, well, let’s go back to the ancestral grave the same way, and pick up as many snails as we can when we see them climbing towards the house.
With that, he got up and stepped on the bench, reached for the faucet and caught the edge snail and the snail trying to climb the wall one by one and threw it into the crock.
I, Hu Zongren, think that because there is no tombstone in Mr. Zhao’s ancestral grave, or it was there before, but we can’t find it now, it is difficult for us to calculate the birth and death taboos of our ancestors according to the information we have now. At present, we have found the most direct thing that can be associated with the dead in the grave, and there are snails everywhere, not including those who were accidentally trampled to death earlier, so we can’t dig the ancestral grave and find out the bones. These snails have become the only way we can establish a connection with our ancestors. Hu Zongren must have asked me to collect as many snails as possible because of this.
Walking back along the original road, I can’t count how many snails I picked up. By the time we got to the grave, the crock half the size of Hu Zongren’s head was already filled with half a pot.
Hu Zongren first covered the pot to prevent those restless snails from climbing out again, and then put the crock directly at the grave about three feet away. Then he pulled a corn pile as a broom to clean up the weeds in front of the grave, and by the way, he swept those snails who were climbing out back to the grave. Then Hu Zongren told me to borrow your red rope again. I asked him what it was like. He said, just get a long piece of rope and walk around the grave to enclose it. I looked at these dense snails and I didn’t want to do anything later.
I looked down at the snails. Although I’m not a phobia patient, so many snails still look spectacular when they creep. So I took out the red rope and surrounded the tomb. Because it was prevented from being blown away by the wind, I also specially pinned the red rope with small stones a few feet apart. When I tied the knot, some snails climbed to the edge of the rope again, but as soon as it touched the rope, it quickly retracted into the shell as if it were stimulated. I knew that this ancestor controlled this group of snails to climb out.
Hu Zongren took a deep breath and tidied up his clothes. He went to the crock and grave, set paper money and inserted incense sticks. Then he picked up a pile of paper money, and it seemed like that. His right hand stretched out his index finger and the rest finger of his middle finger, curled and pinched his thumb finger to write paper money. Catharine painted Yaoshan Taoism, and one of the most important things is to write a yin deed, which is equivalent to our Buddhists who often say that Fubao is a kind of letter written by the living to the dead, which probably means that these things are addressed to no one else and no imps. Snatching or being struck by lightning, Hu Zongren painted for a while and then lit the toilet paper money. In the middle of the time, he threw the burning paper money at the grave with one hand, which was very similar to the killing posture of the master poker in the shadow of gamblers.
Then he reached into his bag, took out a piece of paper, grabbed a handful of dirt, let go, spat into his hand, melted some of the dirt, and then took the pen and mixed it with Taoist saliva to make ink. The paper drew a symbol, which he himself called an order. It means that the order is a kind of command tone that tells the dead who just received the yin deed what I want you to do now. A considerable part of Taoist spells contain the word "edict". What do you mean is that you have to? After drawing the symbol from the meaning, Hu Zongren drew several circles clockwise and counterclockwise with this symbol between his forefinger and middle finger pointing to the direction of the tomb, and then set it on fire. When the flame burned, he hit the crock lid and threw the burning spell in.
I heard a crackling sound when I was a child. I also played the game of roasting snails with fire. There seems to be an airbag in the snail’s shell. When it encounters high temperature, it will explode like a balloon. I think that’s how the sound came about. Hu Zongren put his hands together and still stretched out his forefinger and middle finger and bent his middle finger. This posture looks like swearing. He closed his eyes and mumbled in his mouth, and I could hardly hear it. At this moment, the crock suddenly cracked and the snails in the jar scattered, except those that had been burnt to death.
Hu Zongren frowned and looked at the broken crock. Teacher Zhao was rather stupid. He was afraid to ask if the fire had just blown up the crock. Hu Zongren ignored him. He could see from his expression that this scene was unexpected but he didn’t react. When the grave suddenly made some subtle but crisp sounds, it was like a lot of shells constantly colliding slightly. I felt something was wrong, so I told Hu Zongren to quit first, but before I finished my words, a powdery thing suddenly sprayed out of the gap in the grave and directly sprayed on Hu Zongren’s face.
Hu Zongren quickly stepped back and jumped out of the circle. I also went to see him immediately. Because of this kind of powder, I have learned a lot, which is very similar to moth wing powder. I used to have a ghost disease for a month. Hu Zongren told me that he was fine. He just held his breath and didn’t suck it in. He rubbed his eyes. I looked at the direction of the grave. Just now, those rustling sounds turned out to be a lot of snails continuing to climb out of the cracks and their shells collided with each other.
Teacher Zhao took a few steps back when he saw this scene. As soon as I waited for the snails to climb to the red rope position and found that they still couldn’t get out, I didn’t worry that Hu Zongren said nothing and went back to the circle. This time, he didn’t burn the candle and was about to burn it out. He just recited the mantra and asked questions. It roughly means that he has already sent you away. If you don’t leave again, we will forcibly send you away. At this time, the snails actually changed their direction, gathered incense sticks and tomb positions, and then gradually became a wavy line.
Although I have never seen such a scene, I think it must be the reaction of my ancestors. I carefully observed the line facing the grave. There were more snails at the head of the line on my left hand side, while there were fewer snails in other parts. After forming this wavy line, the snails shrank back, just like what the faucet saw at first. So the line looked like a tadpole with a particularly long tail to me. Hu Zongren looked at me stupidly and asked me what the fuck this meant.
"Dragon" Miss Zhao said behind me.
Then I suddenly realized that the unfinished wish of my ancestors was not to move the grave, but to dance the dragon. But what did he mean? Do you want us to show him the dragon dance at the grave? Or should we burn the faucet in the house to him? Hu Zongren withdrew from the circle and smiled and said that your ancestors were very humorous. Is it still unclear in classical Chinese? I was in no mood to joke with him, so I asked him what to do now. Hu Zongren spread his hand and Nai said what else to do? Find someone to dance the dragon first. If you still refuse to leave after the dance, burn it to him. If you still refuse to leave, you can play hardball.
I think there seems to be no other way, so I said to Mr. Zhao, if you want to organize a group of people to dance the dragon now, when can you find all the people at the earliest? Miss Zhao thought for a moment and said that if we talk now and all the people who can dance dragons in the village come back, we can barely form a dragon. But there is no dragon in the village now, just a dragon. I said that’s easy. If you tell me that Tongliang is still dancing dragons, Hu Zongren and I will borrow the dragon and you can find all the people. Even if we can’t find it, Hu Zongren and I will be counted.
After finishing the work, Mr. Zhao immediately called the class master in the county, and the other party readily agreed. I think it was because Mr. Zhao’s ancestors contributed to this folk art and the other party respected it very much. After the location was fixed, Hu Zongren and I took the original road and drove back to Tongliang County.
We borrowed a dragon, and if the whole dragon part is overlapped by one ring, I can put it in the whole back seat, but I will see the rear of the car in the rearview mirror. However, I still rely on my skillful driving skills and coquettish walking. It didn’t take long for me to get back to Miss Zhao’s house. There are seven people coming here, which is really a few people short as he said, so Hu Zongren and I have to be able to hang around in the dragon body stage because we haven’t learned it. Just like the dragon head, we also want to show that the dragon wags its tail and moves outside our door. Han can’t play out the essence. After the preparation, Mr. Zhao took the wall faucet to form a complete dragon and took us to form a cornfield and danced with the torch light.
Half an hour later, after a set of exercises, Hu Zongren and I continued to test the spirit, and found that many snails had scattered and climbed out of the rope, which meant that our ancestors’ wishes had been fulfilled, so Hu Zongren gave his soul a high standard of treatment and paid tribute to this folk art.
About a month later, we received a commission from Mr. Zhao, who told Hu Zongren that the construction party had undertaken the Ministry and that they would also send their ancestors’ graves to their fathers’ graves to be reburied together. Mr. Zhao also said that even if all the people in the Ministry forgot, we would still dance dragons, and neither would his grandchildren.
After that, in the Spring Festival of 211, I saw the news that Yu Tongliang and Dragon Dance applied for local folk cultural heritage every day at 63. In the video, the leader Han, who wore a yellow turban and was full of energy, was Miss Zhao.
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Chapter 16 [Case 4] Toilet fright
It’s well known that people have three anxieties, fire and water, and they don’t show mercy. Every day, eating and sleeping with us, large and small, is equally important and happens more frequently. Most people have a certain psychological cleanliness and think that toilets are dirty and smelly. Although this is true, most of them will reject toilets, especially those that make a large number of people build early.
Speaking of toilets, I have to say that this place is humid and mostly located in the shady corner. The so-called shady corner and feng shui orientation are not available, but that there will be no one to build a luxurious big window on the toilet wall so that you can see the scenery while you are convenient, because when you look at the scenery, you will also become other people’s scenery. This is Mr. Xu Zhimo’s saying, not me. The shady corner here refers to the area with relatively dark light. Such places are often the places where yin and qi are most likely to gather. The toilet is regarded as a high-incidence place in paranormal.
When I was a child, I once watched a Hong Kong movie about a man who flushed the toilet and found that the water was blood red, and then hurriedly fled and found that the door was locked, followed by a scream and then the body was found. Many people, including me, felt uncomfortable about the narrowness because you didn’t know what was inside and outside the door to make you unprepared. This story happened in the toilet, which was one of the cases that I had been relatively horrible for 14 years.
What scares me is that I saw it.
Three days after I came back from Tongliang, I still lived my own life as usual, and I made a small case and made a little money. On that day, Hu Zongren called and asked me to go to a place with him. I asked him where it was. He said that it was a high-tech zone, and I said that this was also a case that Xuanyuan would throw over. Hu Zongren said, but I don’t know the details of the case very well. I know that the toilet is haunted. He is a car company with a lot of employees, so the company must not worry about money. How about you going? I said, of course I’ll go. If I don’t go, you’ll hang up.
Hu Zongren took me to a place not far from Shiqiaopu, a high-tech zone. The place name is Erlang. What is this name? I don’t know. I know that after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, a military industrial enterprise that studied precision instruments was set up here, but it was later converted to the people. I also know that there is an artillery unit with long-range precision strike force that is not directly controlled by the Military Commission. However, a few years ago, this unit in San Yamashita was attacked by a masked gangster and sacrificed its sentry soldiers. It was several years later that I learned that the name of the gangster who attacked the sentry post and robbed guns was Zhou Kehua.
When I arrived at the destination, I found that there were many 4s shops of mid-to high-end cars near here, and the incident unit was a high-rise building with about four or five floors, which was located at the top floor of an automobile loan institution. When Hu Zongren called the other party, a worker in a black suit and white shirt came to meet us. He claimed to be Xiao, the marketing manager of this automobile loan institution, and the boss directly instructed us to solve it as soon as possible.
Walking with him to the fifth floor, Mr. Xiao said that the whole floor is their office space, facing the stairs, an office hall with counters and waiting in line. It looks like a bank. It feels like facing the left side of the hall, there are table tennis and billiards, and then the toilet is at the end, while the right side is the messy bosses’ offices, finance and accounting, etc. Generally speaking, it is not bad for private enterprises to have such a scale, because there is a vehicle management office nearby to handle business here, and it is often easy for customers to do what they want in the vehicle management office. Everyone knows China.
Manager Xiao took us across the hall to his office. During the period, the beautiful women in white shirts who used to sit at the counter looked at us and talked secretly. After ruling out the possibility that they were dumped by Hu Zongren’s appearance, I think Manager Xiao asked us to talk about things today. Maybe these girls also know.
When I entered the office, Manager Xiao called the little girl at the front desk to bring in water, and then handed us a cigarette. After chatting casually, Manager Xiao closed his office door and told us that it was really a necessity to invite you two here this time. Our building was a little dirty and strange. Hu Zongren told Manager Xiao that he had talked to you before he came here. He knew that there seemed to be something wrong with the toilet here, but this area has always been a worker since the founding of the People’s Republic of China. I’ve never heard of such cases as burying dead people, repairing houses and digging graves here. Even if there is this room, it’s been more than ten years. Why did your company have an accident when it didn’t happen for such a long time?
Hu Zongren and I sat side by side on the sofa. In front of us was a coffee table that was almost as high as our knees, while Manager Xiao pulled his chair to the front of the coffee table and made it to us. During the process of repeatedly rubbing his hands with elbows and legs, he deliberately let me see his R-prefix expensive watch. Manager Xiao said that you didn’t know this. Since these strange things happened in our company, even the other units in the building talked about it, saying that there was a shooting range here in the early days of liberation, but there was no one nearby at that time. How many people were in barren hills? At that time, many condemned prisoners were also escorted here and then shot. Some prisoners were required to wear their best clothes when they were shot. Many prisoners died in red. You know, the resentment of the dead in red is the most serious thing in our company. Several people saw that it was red.
I interrupted manager Xiao, and I said, what happened to your company after you talked for so long? Manager Xiao said that there were several little sisters in our company, and one of them was in the counter when we entered the room just now. They said that they went to the toilet last week and saw a face smiling at themselves at the bottom of the toilet, and one of them also said that she was scared and saw a wet hand sticking out of the nozzle when she fled, wearing red clothes.
Hu Zongren said you mean that the face is water, right? Manager Xiao said that he had to emphasize that he had never seen it himself, but according to what everyone heard, it was like this. Hu Zongren asked if the toilet in your company was a toilet or a squatting pan. Manager Xiao said that the squatting pan was an old house after all, and it looked dirty outside, but it was so luxurious inside. Moreover, when my company rented the whole floor, the toilet was already in its original state. It was renovated once, and the walls and compartments were untouched. I said, can you call that damn girl in and let’s ask her face to face
Manager Xiao agreed that he would call, so he got through to the front desk and whispered that you let Xiao Wu in. We had something to find her, and soon a girl came in. She looked very beautiful in her twenties, like a college student who had just graduated not long ago. When she entered the room, she saw that Hu Zongren and I were a little scared. If she said that the ghost was true, then I would rather believe that she was still worried at the moment. Manager Xiao handed Xiao Wu his stool to let her sit down, and then when Xiao Wu sat down, Manager Xiao said to her that earlier. General manager Liu has already known the situation, and I have been specially assigned to find two masters to understand the situation, which will not affect everyone’s work and will not let everyone continue to be afraid to go to the two masters to ask you anything.
Xiao Wu nodded, and then Hu Zongren and I looked at him back and forth. Hu Zongren nodded and said to Xiao Wu, Sister, who was the first person to see the toilet? Xiao Wu said that she was the first one. When she was on duty on Saturday, she saw Hu Zongren in the toilet and asked if it was day or night. She said it was day, and Hu Zongren asked you to elaborate-the situation was as complete as possible.
Xiao Wu tugged at the corner of his shirt and said that it was her turn to be on duty that day. Generally speaking, the vehicle management office and many offices were off duty on weekends, and they couldn’t do anything. The number of guests was relatively small. After lunch that day, they were idle and played flop games in front of their heads. At about 2 o’clock in the afternoon, they needed to go to the toilet urgently. At that time, because the company had one person on duty, the cleaner was left sitting in the hall chair to rest, so she told the cleaner elder sister to help her watch herself go to the toilet and come back. As a result, there were five compartments in the
As soon as I heard that the last compartment of this toilet was often the most sinister, Xiao Wu said that she never thought that it was normal at that time, but peeing could happen so scary. She said that the toilet was a squatting pan, and there was a protruding ground part in front of it to prevent urine from splashing out, and then the protruding part was next to the drowning port. When I was going to put on my pants, I inadvertently looked down and reflected the toilet lights. At first, she saw some ups and downs at the bottom of the water. At first, she came to the toilet and people didn’t flush it, so she let the water go and washed it. After the water stopped, the
Xiao Wu corrected that it was not a whole place with a face and half of it could not see the bridge of the nose. Hu Zongren asked her, then how do you judge that it is a face? Xiao Wu said that she was grinning at me because she had a mouth and her lips were still red. At that time, I was frightened and tried to run, but after the bolt was hit, I couldn’t push the door. It seemed that something was blocked outside the door. She shouted for help and no one spoke to her. At this time, her face disappeared. Just when Xiao Wu thought that all this was an illusion, she suddenly stretched out a hand from the water hole.
She said that her hand was thin, her skin was a little cement blue, her nails were white, and her hand had a sleeve that was red.
Chapter 17 [Case 4] Ghost toilet
I asked Xiao Wu how big the water outlet was. Xiao Wu said it was as big as a bowl of rice. I took a look at Hu Zongren and said that this face was quite small. Xiao Wu said that she didn’t look at it very carefully. Besides, who dared to stare at the situation at that time? I thought it was so, so I asked Xiao Wu. Then what?
Teacher Zhao said that Sichuan was relatively peaceful at that time, except for warlords and bandits who often fought and occasionally came to the village to arrest able-bodied men for banishment, but in most cases, the battlefield was in the suburbs, which generally did not hurt the people. At that time, there were several criss-crossing old streets in Tongliang County, but many people lived there. Merchants from other places and some people did some small business here. Anyone who married Zhang Daji or married his daughter would invite a dragon dance class to dance the dragon and lion to celebrate. Every year during the New Year, the county grandfather would also take money to invite them to celebrate. At that time, the dragon dance team was a fat job,
