Merchant of the Underworld

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After hearing what he said, I already understood about 70-80% of it, but I still had to go and see it on site before making a decision.

I knocked on Wang Dawang's head and said: "Take us over now to have a look. If you dare to run away or play any tricks, when I catch you again..." At this point, I made a sign of cutting my throat. action and sneered at him.

"I understand, I understand!" Wang Dawang nodded repeatedly, seemingly frightened by San Gangzi.

I untied the rope tied to him. Wang Dawang moved his numb hands and feet, glanced at Ma Hongjun and me with lingering fear, did not dare to say any more nonsense, and led the way towards the crop fields outside the village.

About ten minutes later, he led us to a small forest.

There was a small, low earth bag piled on the edge of the woods. The new soil was turned outward, and it looked like it had just been dug out not long ago. There were also a lot of rotten sawdust residues scattered around, which should be rotten coffin boards.

"Where did you pick up the silver dollar from the deceased's body?" I turned around and asked.

"Right here..." Wang Dawang pointed forward and said calmly: "The money fell next to the skull shell. There is nothing in the coffin except the money."

"If my guess is correct, this is a piece of money!" I took a breath of cold air.

When people in ancient times died and were buried, they would hold something in their mouths. The rich held an ancient jade night pearl, and the poor held copper coins and iron coins, which symbolized wealth and prosperity in the next life and descendants.

"What, talking money?" Ma Hongjun is an expert in coin collection and has naturally heard of folk legends. When he heard this, he immediately became furious. He grabbed Wang Dawang and said angrily: "You actually sold me the pressure money without saying a word! Do you want to kill me? You know how I have been living these days."

"Brother, please forgive me... I, I don't know..." Wang Dawang was so frightened that he was trembling all over and begging for mercy.

"It's useless even if you kill him now." I glanced at Ma Hongjun: "He dug up the grave, destroyed the deceased's residence, and you took the money back home. The ghost thought it was He was helping her move, so I followed her with my belongings, and now even if I kill him, it won't solve any problem."

"Then... what should we do?" Ma Hongjun was completely confused when he heard this.

"The only option is to move the grave and build a new cemetery for this old lady, and a filial son must pay homage and pay tribute every year."

I looked back at the two of them and said, "How about this! Lao Ma, you can see that he can't afford much money like this. It's up to you to pay for the reconstruction of the cemetery. It's a waste of money and avoid disasters." Bar."

Ma Hongjun gave Wang Dawang a hard look and nodded.

"Wang Dawang, do you know what the consequences will be of digging graves and selling funeral objects privately? If Lao Ma hadn't been alert and found me in time, I would have been dead by now. He would have kicked you a few times. Not unfair." I said.

Wang Dawang lowered his head and said with some shame: "I am just a money addict and want to change some money to spend, but I didn't realize it... I deserve it, I deserve it!" He slapped himself twice in a row.

"Okay." I stretched out my hand to stop him: "The matter has come to this, and there is no point in regretting it. Since you dug up her grave and destroyed her bones, treat her as a filial son and grandson, and help her move her grave and build another one. Also. Yes, the matter of burning incense on paper every year is also left to you."

"Okay." Wang Dawang nodded repeatedly: "Just tell me what to do! I will definitely do it."

The three of us left the cemetery site and immediately started making preparations.

Ma Hongjun had long been scared out of his wits by the old lady and was eager to be freed as soon as possible, so he didn't care about the price at all and quickly bought everything and recruited all the people. By the time we were done with all this, it was getting dark, so we had to stay in a villager's home.

Wang Dawang toasted to me and Ma Hongjun in a panic. Later, he didn't know whether he drank too much or was really guilty. He knelt down in front of Ma Hongjun and confessed his mistake with tears on his face.

Ma Hongjun is not a person who cares too much. When he saw that the matter had turned around, he could solve it immediately. He immediately forgave him and asked about his future livelihood?

These days are not suitable for burial and relocation, so we stayed in the village for three consecutive days.

Three days later, a place with good Feng Shui was chosen. Wang Dawang, wearing sackcloth and mourning, picked up the bones from the mass graves and arranged them one by one like his own son. I took out the silver dollar and gently put it into the mouth of the bones.

The corpse seemed to be aware of it, and slowly closed its upper and lower jaws, holding the silver dollar tightly in its mouth, and then nodded gently to me - fortunately, the others were standing behind it and did not see this extremely weird thing. One scene.

A new bright red coffin was buried in the soil, and a beautiful stone tablet was erected on the new grave.

Just when we turned to leave, a long sigh suddenly came from the grave. Everyone looked at each other strangely, especially Ma Hongjun and Wang Dawang, who looked at me with surprise on their faces.

"Don't worry, she is thanking you." I comforted everyone.

After hearing what I said, everyone felt a little relieved, but they were all still afraid and did not dare to stay for a long time. After walking a long way, I looked back and saw a white-haired old lady standing in front of the grave, smiling and waving gently to me.

I smiled and nodded. This old lady just wanted a place to stay and someone to pay her respects. Now that everything is going as she wished, she will probably not come out to harm others again.

On the way back, Ma Hongjun kept talking very intimately to Wang Dawang. After entering the village, we went to the village chief's house together. I told him to leave, but he said he would have to wait for two more days.

I asked him very strangely: "The matter has been resolved. You can just go home. Why are you still here?"

Ma Hongjun sighed and said: "Originally I hated Wang Dawang with all my heart, but after hearing about his situation, I couldn't help but think of myself again. I was also a gambler back then, and my wife was the root of my vindictiveness all the time. That's it. ...Hey! So, I want to help him get rid of his gambling addiction, start a good career, and bring back his wife and children."

After listening to what he said, I felt ashamed.

Not long after the incident, Ma Hongjun came to my door again. Not only did he give me my reward, he also told me good news with a smile.

He said that he helped Wang Dawang build a pig farm in the village.

And Wang Dawang's wife saw that he had returned to the right path and came back with her children. Now her life is prosperous and she wanted to thank me several times.

I was quite pleased after hearing this, and pushed back the reward and said: "This time he is a blessing in disguise. You are also doing good deeds. If you have the opportunity, you can continue to help others! Harvesting kindness is far more valuable than collecting any treasures."