Story: Wake up at night in the graveyard where the grave was moved.

Rural areas are very particular about the geomantic omen of Yang Zhai Yin Zhai. People will inevitably move their graves sometimes in their lives, such as building roads to occupy ancestral graves and needing to move, or changing the geomantic omen of Yin Zhai because of family difficulties. Doesn't mean moving the grave is a disadvantage. Many times, moving the grave will bring better feng shui to the yin house and change the fortune of the family.

It was the year before last that the ancestral graves moved, and it is still fresh in my memory.

There is a road from downtown to town, and our ancestral grave is on the side of the road, very close to the road. The road was widened that year, so there was a story of moving the grave.

That day, the elders at home called us together for a meeting to discuss the matter of moving the grave. There are nearly 200 people in the family, and there are many capable people. Of course, feng shui is also very particular about it.

Moving a grave is naturally inseparable from inviting a feng shui master. The whole family wants to find a feng shui master they know. After a lot of argumentation, the conference finally decided that the invited feng shui master should be famous, and the cost could not be shared by others, so it naturally fell on the rich. There are also professional grave robbers. Besides, relatives will come when moving the grave. In order to save trouble, relatives will entertain themselves first, and then their opinions will be unified after the grave is moved.

Feng Shui master finally invited him, surnamed Zhang, and everyone called him Zhang. That day, he took a compass and his elders accompanied him for a day. Out of curiosity, I followed, and finally found a good feng shui. He said that there is a mountain around the moon, which looks like a dragon chair and has a high tail. Like Youlong, it is a dragon cave. In fact, there are no mountains in our plain. He just compares some terrain to mountains!

After the site selection, it is decided with the consent of the village cadres.

Mr. Zhang said: it is not enough to have a good venue. It is best to use all corners of the country, three mountains and five mountains. Afraid of affecting feng shui, but also for the good, everyone is busy. There are many people in the family, and they will be ready within one month.

On the day of moving the grave, the whole family, including relatives, friends who helped, and people who moved the grave, I think there must be at least seven or eight hundred people, and how long the queue was on the expressway. The scene is really grand.

We entered the cemetery, according to teacher Zhang's instructions, starting from the ancestral grave, and waiting for the people in the clan to worship, (our ancestral grave is in the form of a pit, and my grandfather takes his grandson), and the tomb raiding team dug it with an excavator.

The excavation work went smoothly, and the coffin was carried out (in fact, it was a simple wooden box) after the earthwork was over. Began to pick up the bones and put them back in the coffin according to people's appearance. The work was done by the tomb raiding team by hand. All we did was four people propping up tarpaulins and standing next to the grave to keep out the sun.

By analogy, if the coffin is still good, take it out as a whole, cover it with a thick red cover, and then write your name. Coffins of small families are put together, and those with money will be replaced by big coffins. Of course, some people will say that some coffins can still be used, and there is no need to change them, which is not good for Yin people. In my opinion, other people's business is none of our business, who makes people rich!

Because there are more graves at home, the day is not over. The elders discussed it, and the young people should give a wake to their relatives at night. Of course, among the people at the wake, there is me.

Instead, we went home for dinner, and at nine o'clock in the evening, young people gathered one after another. Of course, in order to have a place to rest, people who have cars at home come by car. The road is narrow and there are many cars. To be safe, we drove to the cemetery. Because the cemetery is not big, we parked it with the coffin that just came out, and my car was next to grandma's coffin. After the car stopped, a dozen young people lit a fire on the side of the road, got together and began to talk big and brag.

After midnight, everyone was sleepy and went back to the car to have a rest. My brother and I are resting in a car, and two cousins are in another car (as I said before, the coffins of our family are put together). I don't know how long it took, but I was suddenly awakened. It's the voice of my brother lying in the back row. I saw that he looked uncomfortable and kept humming. Although I have never experienced a ghost press, I know the situation. I quickly pushed him and called him, and my brother woke up. I looked at my cell phone. It's almost three o'clock.

I said to my brother: you are weak, why don't you go home! I can do it here alone. My brother doesn't want to leave because he is afraid of me alone. I said: it doesn't matter, there are two firsts behind, it's okay. In this way, at my insistence, my brother went home. I was lying alone in the car. Somehow, I didn't feel sleepy at this moment.

After dark, it was very quiet except for cars passing by occasionally on the expressway. At this time, the wind outside is very strong, not big. Although not sleepy, I still lay there with my eyes closed. At this time, there was a scratching sound from time to time, which was very annoying. I can't sleep anyway. What's ringing? I have to get off and have a look.

After I got off the bus, I walked all the coffins that had just come out. After listening carefully, I found that every coffin that just came out would make a click. I finally understand that the coffin has been buried underground for a long time and will wake up when it comes out in the air and wind. At this moment, I felt a little smart and proud, so I thought of it and went back to sleep.

When I went to grandma's coffin again, I found that the plug in front of grandma's coffin was gone, and grandma's bones were faintly visible inside. Wonder! Maybe I was busy during the day and didn't notice. I went to the front two cars to see if they were asleep. Hahaha! There was no one in the car, and those two cowards had already run away. I'll go and see if there are people in other cars, haha! I laughed to death. Except for my brother in his fifties, who slept like a pig, all the other carriages were empty. Those guys parked their cars here for show, but they have already run away.

I can't help it, and I can't run! Who cares? I want to get ready to sleep in the car.

I turned around and suddenly found that everything here had changed. How did the quiet cemetery suddenly become a big manor? Large and small chariots and horses crowded at the gate of the manor, and people came and went. Among them, there are some I know and some I don't know. But I can't hear anything.

Why is my car stuck in someone else's wall? Look for those cars again, some of them are stuck in the wall like my car, and another car actually blocks someone else's door.

Strange to say, the residents in that house don't seem to mind. They came and went through the car as if they were walking in the air.

Oh! exactly ...

I saw my grandma and grandpa. Two old people are helping each other out of a big house, followed by several people with big bags and dressed like servants.

I rushed to meet them, shouting at my grandparents and reaching out to help them. However, no matter how hard I try, everything is as untouchable as air. Grandparents don't seem to feel my existence either. Can't they see me?

After watching my grandparents get into a carriage, I looked up at the bustling crowd coming and going. I immediately understood that they were going to move, because we were moving graves. I suddenly realized that people would burn paper for their dead relatives, and those legends were all true.

Is this a crossroads? Fantasy? Or my eyes are yin and yang, and I can see another world?

The sky turned white and the strange sight disappeared. Rubbed his eyes, eyes are still graves, cars, coffins, and that car slept like a pig.