Fengyue obsession

I have never walked on a night road in the mountains, and I feel a little nervous. The further I go, the more empty and scared I feel. I always want to bury my grandfather and master in that cemetery as soon as possible, and then run away..

I don't know what I will do if someone finds out what I am doing now, but I just hope that my worries are unfounded.

Because I had to hold the slightly bent legs of the grandfather I was carrying with my hands, his hands naturally dropped from my shoulders to both sides of my abdomen, with the palms facing inward. As I bumped along the slope, it touched my abdomen on both sides.

At that time, I didn't notice the bursts of burning heat coming from the abdomen that he touched naturally. I just ignored it because of the tiny burning sensation caused by the heat all over my body, which was drenched with sweat.

However, I still feel strange. I felt a little exhausted just now, but now I seem to have a lot more energy, and even the feeling of emptiness and fear that I have always felt has been reduced a lot.

It’s good to have my grandpa and master around. Whether it’s during life or now, parting or death, there is always some inner fetters and dependence.

I wouldn't feel scared if he thought he was dead. If a person hadn't died and had to be laid to rest, I would have wanted to pay homage to him for a while longer.

After standing for a moment and taking a few quick breaths, he freed his left hand and took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

This is a simple cheap phone that can only be used for making and receiving calls and messages. Of course, what I did at this time was not to make a call, and the mountains and forests should also be a blind spot for services at this time.

After a quick look, the phone showed that it was already past three in the morning, so it was probably not far from dawn.

There is still a lot of mountain road ahead to walk, and as you go further you will gradually deviate from the main road.

As for the cemetery that had been selected long ago, because it was a remote and deep place, it naturally deviated too much from the main road. Almost all the way there was mountains, forests and grasslands, covered with thorns, and there were no trails or shortcuts to be found.

Even though I was careful along the way, I still got a lot of scratches on my hands and feet. When I walked to the cemetery nervously and pretending not to be distracted, the sky had just turned pale white and turned red.

I didn't dare to stay longer. In such a mountainous place, if it was clear sky and daylight, there was no guarantee that I wouldn't be discovered by others. You must know that what I did was illegal.

As for the need for coffins in the cemetery, etc., I had no choice but to avoid them all. Under the eyes of such a ranger, I don't have the power to know everything.

Fortunately, the grave that had been dug a few days ago seemed not to have been discovered and remained as it was. I hastily but still carefully put down the body of my grandfather on my back, and then gently held him with both hands. Lying on his back in the pit.

Reluctantly, she stretched out her hand and stroked his face twice more, and the tears in her eyes were already sobbing again... The pain in my eyes that had been aggravated by sweat a few times along the way was relieved by this. Young man, I raised my arm again and gently wiped away the sweat and tears with the clothes on my arm.

Whether it was sadness or heartache, I couldn't stay here for long. After taking a deep breath, I pressed the edge of the cemetery with one palm, jumped lightly, and quickly jumped out of the not-so-deep pit..

I looked down at my grandpa master affectionately for the last time. He was still so peaceful and kind, lying quietly under the pit, no longer paying attention to you and me around him.

Sighing deeply, I finally buried the dirt that had accumulated next to the pit from digging the pit.

The tools I used to dig the hole last time were registered with the rangers, so I took them home to avoid suspicion. Fortunately, the soil just dug was still soft and could be buried with both hands.

Perhaps because of the light autumn after midsummer, the sky on a clear day still glowed with red clouds as early as ever. It was not yet six o'clock at this time. After burying the soil, I still looked at it again as I thought. Get off the phone.

It was completely within my expectations. I believed that it wouldn't take long before I could complete the burial in the cemetery. At this time, I also believed that if anyone was passing through the mountains, they should be working nine to five.

He exhaled softly and smiled involuntarily. This move seemed to be able to hide this matter seamlessly.

However, since it was still early in the day, the morning light between the same mountains and forests was thin, still blurring the vision of all the scenery in front, back, left and right.

The light glow of the morning still cannot completely dissipate the darkness of last night, and the flowers, plants and trees in the mountains and forests are still swaying with shadows, distant and dark.

I used my hands and feet together and added the soft soil, so it didn't take long for me to finish burying the pit on the ground. However, because the previous solid soil turned into loose soil, and now I bury it back, the body of my grandfather and master was added. But it can no longer be completely flat.

I don't want the cemetery here to be obviously suspicious from a distance, so I can't let the originally streamlined mountain forest here bulge too much from the ground, making it look like a real cemetery exists, but there are no three hundred taels of silver here..

So the dirt next to the empty pit was evenly distributed around it, and the lawn that was originally dug out of the pit was dug out from under the pile of dirt, trying to cover it on the bare cemetery full of dirt. Restore the landforms of the grassland.

I remember when I was hoeing and digging the grass, there were all criss-crossing grass roots, forming intricate clues on the ground.

Such vegetation is very vital, and the freshly renovated soil is naturally exposed to the smell of brand-new soil, without any vegetation at all.

If the vegetation that was as vigorous as before was re-covered, I believe that it would not be long before the signs of loosening from previous excavations would be re-buried, making them blend seamlessly with everything around them or previous traces.

Fortunately, when we hoeed and dug the grassland before, we almost dug up the turf piece by piece and buried it under the soil. Now we only need to dig it out under a shallow layer of soil and fiddle with it a few times. Mostly large patches of turf.

Several pieces of turf have been easily found and laid on the exposed cemetery. All that is needed is to cover them with some buried turf, and you are done.

I felt relieved, and all the anxiety was about to disappear.

How many days will it take for a cemetery like this to blend into nature and become the same color as heaven and earth? What traces will there be left of it?

Oh, by the way, it is actually said to be a cemetery, but the body of my grandfather is buried under it. There is no image or structure of a tomb in the traditional impression. It is really seamless and without any trace.

He was also fiddling with a larger piece of turf under the soil that was visible to the naked eye. At the same time, he was sweeping the soil covering it away and smoothing it out. When he was about to dig out the piece of turf——