"My mother's grave collapsed?" You Qing asked in surprise.

"Yes, your father and his brothers and sisters from the family never got along. Over the years, he would rather work with his cousins than with his brothers from the family. He has never returned to the village to visit the elders. Do you know how your mother was buried?"

"I...I was only eight years old at the time and knew nothing about my mother's burial."

The old man chuckled coldly and said, "At that time, your father hired a few scoundrels to carry your mother's thin coffin in order to bury her in the ancestral tomb . I saw it with my own eyes. Your mother's coffin was still oozing blood, but your father didn't care. He even said that if anyone dared to stop him, he would smear their face with the blood from the coffin. Our family had no choice but to let him bury your mother's coffin on a small piece of land next to the ancestral tomb. But after a few years, the land collapsed, and your mother and her coffin were gone."

You Qing's face turned pale when she heard this and she said, "So my dad is a fucking bastard, isn't that right?"

"Girl, as an elder, I shouldn't be talking about the younger ones behind their backs. But besides being a jerk, who else would do this to their wife? And this woman died in childbirth while giving birth to his child."

"Oh, how could I have such a person as my father?" You Qing said helplessly.

"Girl, we can choose everything except our own parents. Even if your father is not a good person, he is your benefactor. Others can say or scold him, but you cannot despise him, otherwise this ritual cannot be performed." Uncle San said very seriously.

The old man glanced at Third Uncle and said, "I agree with what you said, but I really don't want to say much about You Dacheng, and I can't say anything good about him."

"I can understand. There are always some people in the world who are extremely despicable. No matter who you are, you have to face some people you extremely hate and dislike. This is life." Uncle San said to the old man with a smile.

"Yes, what you said makes sense. Although I hate him, I can't change the fact that he is my biological nephew."

"That's right. We're just earthworkers repairing a grave. We have no right or interest in interfering in the affairs of our employer. However, a funeral is a time when the living and the dead meet. I think if the deceased is still alive, he probably wouldn't want his daughter to be ostracized by the family because of her father's mistakes. So please don't look at this funeral with resentment. Even if You Dacheng is wrong, the child's family is innocent. What do you think?"

It was really a good deal for You Qing to ask her third uncle to take care of the funeral. Her third uncle also helped her reconcile the relationship between her family members.

The old man sighed and said, "I'll listen to you. I'll cooperate with this funeral."

"Okay, then please take us to the scene to check the situation. The sudden collapse of the tomb is not a good sign."

So the old man led the way, and after we went down the hillside and passed through a cemetery, we arrived at the You family ancestral tomb area. We saw that there was indeed a big hole in the land next to the ancestral tomb area. A simple tombstone stood in front of the hole. The words engraved on the tombstone were no longer clear due to erosion by wind and rain.

The old man's expression was a little serious at this time. He pointed to the grave where only the tombstone remained and said, "Son, this is your mother's grave."

You Qing yelled, "Mom, your unfilial daughter is here to see you." Then she rushed to the grave, knelt down and burst into tears.

At this point, the old man was also moved. With tears in his eyes, he walked up behind You Qing and said, "Niece-in-law, I know you are a virtuous woman. It's a pity that you married Dacheng, this useless man in our family. But no matter how many faults he had, he finally raised your daughter to adulthood. You can rest in peace knowing this."

Uncle San waved to me in the sad atmosphere.

I quickly walked up to him and asked, "Uncle San, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"You go and pretend to persuade You Qing, mainly to see what's going on in the collapsed tomb."

So I walked over to You Qing , pretended to persuade her a few words, and secretly took a clear look at the situation in the tomb.

No one knew why the grave collapsed, but the tomb was in a mess. A thin-skinned coffin with black paint peeling off and in pieces was inserted diagonally into the soil. Because it was exposed to wind and rain for many years, the coffin, like the tombstone, was almost rotten, and there were cracks as thick as a little finger all over the coffin.

If you shine a flashlight, you can see the "inside" of the coffin.

When I returned, I told my uncle what I had seen. He shook his head and said, "It seems it's not just the infant spirit that's causing trouble. With her mother's grave in such bad condition, her daughter is naturally uneasy. You Qing is truly burdened by her entire family."

"So her becoming like this has nothing to do with her personality, but is related to the damage to her mother's tomb?" Chu Sen was becoming more and more enlightened.

Uncle San said, "Everything here must be done, otherwise this good girl will never be able to turn over a new leaf."

However, after checking the almanac, Uncle San found out that that day was not an auspicious day for tomb repair, so the work was suspended for one day. But this does not mean that everything is fine. We have to take advantage of this gap to piece together the "City of the Dead".

Although this thing is made of paper, it is quite large, so it cannot be brought with it as a whole. It can only be disassembled and stacked together, and then reassembled after arriving at the destination.

Chu Sen, Wu Tianbao and I didn't know how to "install" the City of the Dead, so the job assigned to us was to move the "components". Although these things were paper products, they used a lot of bamboo strips, so each piece was quite heavy. I was exhausted after moving them back and forth more than ten times.

It took a whole afternoon to build the "City of the Dead". I couldn't help but admire my second grandfather's exquisite handicraft. Although it was a paper product, the craftsmanship of every part of the city wall and battlements was refined. If you didn't look carefully, you really couldn't tell that this City of the Dead was made of paper.

There is also a small paper bridge near the "Wrongful Death City." I asked Luo Tianbao, "Second brother, what's the story behind this bridge?"

" The City of the Dead in the underworld is right next to the Naihe Bridge , so this small bridge is the Naihe Bridge."

"This really looks like the real thing." After saying that, I smiled and was about to reach out to touch the "Naihe Bridge" when I suddenly felt someone slap me hard on the head. The slap was so strong that I almost fainted.

I was stunned and it took me a long time to come back to my senses. I turned my head angrily and saw an old face with a vicissitudes of life appear in my sight. When I saw this face, my anger instantly disappeared. I didn't even dare to fart and quickly retreated.

The person who beat me was my fifth uncle, the only disabled person in the family .

He is a mute and rarely communicates with others. He is too lazy to even use sign language. Moreover, my fifth uncle looks very fierce. He is 1.8 meters tall, with a broad back and strong arms. He has a long and narrow face, bulging eyes, and thick eyebrows. Whenever I see this face, I can't help but think of the door god.

I was afraid of him from the bottom of my heart from the first time I saw him. I couldn’t explain why, but he just looked awkward. And today, after he slapped me on the back of the head, his expression was extremely ferocious. I didn’t even have the heart to seek justice from him. I just ran away with my head covered.

There were some brave and fearless people here, and Chu Sen lost his composure. He frowned and said, "You can't hit my brother. No matter if he is your elder or not, Old Yu, tell me what we should do. I will listen to you."

Before I could say anything, Luo Tianbao sighed and said, "Let me remind you in advance, my fifth uncle learned Tai Chi from a famous master of the Yang style Tai Chi school for a full sixteen years when he was seven years old. If you're really not afraid of death and want to find someone to practice with, you've found the right person."

Chu Sen glanced at me and suddenly asked calmly, "Why were you beaten by our Fifth Uncle? Isn't this just bad luck?"

I was also drunk and said, "Boss, can you be more shameless?"

Luo Tianbao said, "He hit you for a reason. Although the City of Wrongful Death and the Naihe Bridge are made of paper, since they are used in rituals, they are magical instruments. Therefore, these paper artifacts themselves have extremely strong Yin energy. If you touch them carelessly, you might bring bad luck upon yourself. The result may be the same as if you destroyed your seed base."

I smacked my lips and said, "Then I didn't deserve the slap at all."

"I'm beating you for your own good. Remember this lesson next time." Chu Sen said seriously, suppressing his smile.

"Get lost! If you keep saying that, I'll take off your pants?" I said angrily.