Chapter 31 Green Reed Marsh
Several people were startled, and they all raised their heads and looked around. Feng Chuchen immediately hugged Feng Buji into his arms.
No bandits were seen, and Big Tou did not stand up.
Aunt Wang said, "Did you hear it wrong? It's impossible for us all to hear it wrong."
Feng Chuchen picked up a wooden stick and walked around the tomb, but he saw no one.
He said suspiciously, "Maybe I heard it wrong."
Several people lowered their heads and burned paper again.
The voice rang again, "Robbery! Robbery! Robbery!"
This time everyone heard clearly. It was a child's voice, speaking very quickly, coming from the green tung tree on the left.
They looked up.
The branches and leaves were sparse, and the leaves were spinning in the wind, but still no one was seen.
At this time, a black bird flew out from the branches and leaves, circled around them, and then landed on the tombstone.
He shouted again, "Robbery!"
It turns out that this little thing is talking.
The bird is black with a red beak and a yellow ring around its neck.
Feng Chuchen knew only a limited number of birds in his previous life, but the original owner lived at the foot of the mountain and knew many birds.
This should be a myna, but it is larger than the average myna, and its stature is close to that of a crow.
Feng Buji's eyes widened and he said, "Sister, isn't this big wren raised by bandits? He actually talks about robbery."
Aunt Wang said, "I haven't heard that there are bandits near us. Even if they are not raised by bandits, they are raised by others. Why do you come here and know how to talk?"
Brother Myna shouted twice in succession, "Robbery, robbery."
I was very disappointed when I saw these fools didn't move. I raised my tail and lowered my head and imitated the big head barking, "Woof, woof, woof!"
Big Tou not only did not attack it, but also responded gently, "Woof, woof, woof."
Feng Chuchen said, "You are so familiar with each other. Not only Da Tou comes to accompany Auntie these days, Brother Myna also comes to accompany me often, right?"
Brother Myna looked at Feng Chuchen with his small eyes, as if he knew him, and his pointed mouth opened and closed, "Hibiscus is not as beautiful as beauty makeup."
Feng Chuchen was so surprised, "Oh, my God, he can also recite poems."
Aunt Wang said, "Not only can she recite poems, but she also praises the girl as a beauty."
Feng Buji was extremely interested. He looked at it eagerly without moving his eyes.
Brother Myna shouted twice more, "Robbery, robbery."
Seeing that these people were stupid, Baji looked at him stupidly. He screamed for a long time without giving him any meat to eat. He was so angry that he spread his wings and flew into the blue sky.
Feng Buji was extremely disappointed, "Why did you run away?"
The big head didn't give up, barking at the sky.
Its shadow could no longer be seen, and Feng Chuchen turned his eyes to the grave. "With the sycamore tree, the phoenixes are attracted. Auntie, this is such a blessed place, so smart birds are attracted here."
Aunt Wang said happily, "It's true."
The villagers said before that the feng shui here was not good and it was not suitable for a shady house. If the location of the ghost house is not good, it will affect future generations.
Unexpectedly, just two months after arriving, the eldest sister attracted the "Phoenix".
She whispered, "Sister, the girl is right, kindness is the best feng shui. When you come, this place becomes a treasure. In the future, you will bless the young master to grow up safely, and the girl will marry a good family."
After the paper was burned and the things that needed to be talked about were talked about, a few people packed up their things and got up to go down the mountain.
It was still Feng Chuchen who was carrying Feng Buji.
When we were almost at the bottom of the mountain, we met four men going up the mountain.
They wore bamboo hats, which were held low and blocked the upper half of their faces. They are all very tall, unlike the people nearby.
One of them is wearing a blue silk straight jacket and has a short beard, he should be the master. Even if you only see half of his face, you can tell that this man has a handsome appearance and a noble temperament.
The other three were very young, wearing black muslin robes, with expressionless faces. They should be subordinates or servants of the middle-aged man.
The path is winding and narrow and can only be passed by one person. Feng Chuchen, who was walking in front, stood aside and Aunt Wang stood behind her.
The middle-aged man opposite stood aside and wanted to wait for the person opposite to leave first. The other three people also stopped and stepped aside.
Seeing them stand aside, the middle-aged man nodded slightly and walked past.
Seeing the man like this, Feng Chuchen nodded politely to him. When you pass by, you can still smell the agarwood scent of the man.
Feng Chuchen had a very good impression of that man.
Judging from his momentum and demeanor, he should have a lot of status. But he can take the initiative to make way for ordinary people, and when he sees ordinary people making way for him, he will nod to express his gratitude.
In feudal society, there were not many such superiors.
Feng Buji turned around and couldn't see the backs of those people anymore, and whispered, "Sister, at first glance, that person is a high official."
"How do you know?"
"I have seen officials in the capital, but none of them are as impressive or as good-looking as him."
"Well, my brother has a good vision."
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After going down the mountain, Feng Chuchen and Aunt Wang first sent Feng Buji home, and then took Da Tou to burn incense in the green reed swamp.
The green reed pond is full of yin, and Feng Buji, who is young and in poor health, cannot be taken there.
There is a wetland outside the green reed marsh, with a circle of reeds growing there. The reeds are very tall and lush, swaying in the wind.
In order to make it easier to enter, Dr. Feng paid someone to build a small wooden bridge in the southeast direction.
The jianjia is green and the white dew is frost.
The reed flowers are like snow, blowing in the wind.
……
It looks beautiful from the outside, but it would not be associated with mass graves.
The two people and the dog walked across the small bridge. The terrain inside was slightly higher and undulating. There were many small earthen bags standing there. There were a few shrubs and some wild grass growing here and there. The grass was slightly yellow, and a half-foot-wide stream was winding from the northwest. pass through.
At a glance, Feng Chuchen saw a plum tree on the small slope to the east, its lush green leaves shining golden in the sunlight.
Except for the plum tree, everything here looked desolate and desolate.
That is the most vital plum tree in Auntie's works.
Feng Chuchen raised his head and could see Jiupoling in the distance.
In my aunt's mind, this place is not a "graveyard", but a safe place for those children who have nowhere to live.
Here, children can always see their "mother" and will not be alone or helpless.
The winding stream is sweet milk, nourishing them...
Feng Chuchen walked around inside without feeling any fear, and even filled a brand new small bag with a few handfuls of soil.
Buried here is Jiang Jinniu's child.
Feng Chuchen finally stood in front of the plum tree.
The autumn wind is very strong, and the leaves of the trees are spinning in the wind. There are those who cannot bear the autumn wind and drift down.
There is a small earth bag under the plum tree, which is covered with stones, fallen leaves, and a few yellowish weeds.
The dead child buried in this little bag must be a long time ago, maybe older than myself...
Poor child.
All the kids here are pathetic. If they were born in modern times, 99% of them would survive.
It's a pity to be born in this era.
Feng Chuchen bent down and picked up the fallen leaves and reeds on the small earth bag, took out three sticks of incense, and Aunt Wang lit them with a fire stick.
Feng Chuchen bowed to the four directions of southeast, northwest, and inserted it on the ground, and silently recited the Purana Sutra once.
May your departed souls find peace, and may everything be well in your next life...
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