In those years, there was at least one pig killer in every farm production team, so it was not difficult to find three pig killers. Grandpa went out for a while and called three pig killers back, each with a sharp knife.
Grandpa just briefly described the matter to the three pig killers. All three of them are very strong and look very ferocious. They took a cigarette from Grandpa and drank some wine. Then they set out from the grandmother's house to accompany Zha Wenbin home at midnight.
Later, I also went to the pig-killers home to verify this thing; two of them were still alive. They said that although it was summer that night, they felt a cold wind blowing all the time. Walking on the road, they always felt that someone was following them. However, Wenbin Zha did not allow them to turn back and did not let them say a word. Also asked them to surround him in the middle with their sharp knives in hand and keep moving.
When Wenbin arrived home, he gave everyone a pack of cigarettes; everyone took a bottle of wine and a piece of symbol paper. Then Wenbin sent three people back and shut himself at home for seven days.
The next day, grandma, grandpa and little aunt brought staffs went to visit him. However, he rejected to see them.
During the period of self-isolation, grandma took my little aunt to the hospital for an examination, which showed that the little aunt was healthy. At that time, the doctors who asked the grandmother to prepare for the funeral were surprised.
For seven days, my grandmother waited for Zha in front of his house. On the eighth morning, Zha opened the door, my grandmother went in and let my little aunt kowtowed for three clangs to thank Wenbin for saving her life. Wenbin again rejected the money from grandmother, but grandma insisted on giving him the money, Wenbin had no choice but to say: "Sister if you want to thank me, may I have your little black dog?"
Not to mention a dog, or even a fat pig, as long as it is his request, grandma will not hesitate to send to him. Grandmother agreed immediately and will ask the grandfather to bring the little black dog later.
Wenbin said, "it's not that I want to take something from you, because this dog has Yin and Yang eyes, and it's a pure black dog. The dog can identify ghosts, and if you keep this dog in your house, it will get into trouble someday. But if you keep it with me, it may help me; I hope you don't blame me on this."
Later, I heard my grandmother that my little uncle was unhappy and cried for the little black dog. Not surprisingly, the dog did help Wenbin in another story, of course, that was later.
After a few days Wenbin went to visit, where he had lunch in grandmother's home, and then went to the parents of the two families of drowning children home, asked the children salvaged burial place, and then took the children's parents to the grave.
During those years, when a child passed away, other people just roll it up with a rag mat, find a hill, dig a hole and bury it without leaving a tombstone or anything like that.
On the way there, Wenbin Zha asked the child's family if they had gone to the grave after the death of the child. The child's father answered he was afraid of being sad, hence since the end of the child; he had never been there again. The child was also buried with the help of others; they only know which mountain the child was buried, but has no ideas about the rest. Wenbin Zha held the compass, where he counted while walking, then they walked to the Mountain of Horsehead.
Regarding the Mountain of Horsehead, I also know that it was on a very high mountain directly opposite the gate of my grandmother's house. Because it is shaped like a horse, so was named the Mountain of Horsehead. And it is such a big hill protruding from the flat ground; it's kind of a weird place.
By the time they reached the top of the hill, the sun had almost gone down. Finally, they found the small earth-bag that had buried the two children. It was overgrown with wild weeds, and if it had not been for the earth-coloured renovation, they really could not recognize that it was a grave.
As soon as the people of the two families saw their children suffering here, sad thoughts immediately sprang up. They knelt on the ground and burst into tears. Wenbin Zha didn't care either. He just stepped around the grave and measured. After a while, Wenbing had an idea in mind; then, he called two families to stand together and asked them to dig up this grave.
Of course, the two families did not agree. The father of one of the child even wanted to beat him, shouted at him "you such a fake Taoist priest, why do you want to dig up my child's grave?"
Wenbin Zha was not angry either, and questioned: "Do you know what mountain this is?"
Of course, everyone knows this is the Mountain of Horsehead.
"The Mountain of Horsehead, which is a stage of Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and your children were buried on the back of the Horse, left in the village to be a pair of evil spirits, they will never be reincarnated. Please move them; I'll make a new ritual, you don't want your children to commit crimes after their death, do you? "
The whole village knew about the matter of the little aunt a few days ago. When he said this, they were also a little afraid, thinking that if what he said was right, it will be a disaster. After a moment of discussion, the two men agreed, then they began to dig with a hoe.
The two children were not buried deeply. After a short time, they found two straw mats. When the carpet was opened, everyone was stunned. The two children had been dead for more than two years, not only they did not rot, but they were also looked somewhat lifelike, as they just fell asleep. The two families were afraid to move again, you know it was June now, two children did not rot, and they did not even smell, which was unusual.
Wenbin sighed: "unexpectedly, we cannot bring these two children back into the village. Otherwise, there will provoke a plague. Now can only burn them and find a place to bury their ashes." Everyone knows that the body will rot after death, but what these two children look like... If it's not haunted, what else could it be? Now they can only follow the instruction from this Taoist Priest without even saying more than half a word.
They were told to use dry wood to build a shelf on the spot. When the tray was ready, Wenbin Zha said them to put the two corpses on it and inserted three sticks of incense in front of it. After a look, he lit the fire and began to recite the mantra of crossing over, which send two kids to report in Hell.
When the fire was over, he collected the ashes, led them down the mountain, and buried the ashes of the two children next to the reservoir, where he also put up a tombstone for both children. After all, it was already dark; he went to my grandmother's house for dinner and the left.
Little Aunt had a dream that night, dreamed that two children came to say goodbye to her, and gave her a bow and asked her to thank the Taoist priest. The next day grandma went to ask Wenbin Zha to interpret the dream, Wenbin Zha nodded and said that the two kids should have gone now, and asked my grandmother to inform people in the village not to bury the dead on the Mountain of Horsehead.
Although the little aunt is all right now, after such an event, she catches a cold quickly. Until she became an adult, she was then getting better gradually.
After such an event, Wenbin Zha became famous gradually. Many people had a funeral asked him to come and recite the mantra of crossing over. But he never took any money. The children in that village at about my age, who were frightened and went to find him, Wenbin often provide them with the water which was burned with a symbol paper to drink. Of course, he also knows a bit of Chinese Medicine, sometimes not about evil, but sick, he will also prescribe some herbs, and if the condition is severe, he will recommend going for the hospital.
At that time, many people wanted to learn from him. However, Wenbin Zha never take apprentices. Usually, he just like other people, work in the field, up to the mountain to cut firewood, if there was no such even about my little aunt, we do not even know he is a Taoist priest.
As for me seeing him, it was many years later.
That year, when I was six, something happened.
Our village is also in a mountainous area. There was a large temple in our town, which was made of the type of grey brick. According to my father, that temple was unknown from which dynasty. This temple was there when our great-grandfather fled from the countryside due to famine to come here, but by then no one was in charge. Now was 100 years afternoon, it looked even more decrepit.
During the Cultural Revolution, a large part of the temple was set on fire by the Red Guards, burning the whole temple walls red, leaving only the main hall unburned. Later, some people went there to pick out blocks to build houses, but I do not know why houses built with these temple walls brick were easy to fall, which did kill a whole family. Gradually, we take the block there to make pigsty.
There was also a block from the temple in my house, that brick was broken when I was a child, the slab is substantial, where Chinese Dragon was carved on one side, and the other hand was bare. According to current thinking, it should be a relievo brick. My dad picked it up when he was a kid, and the next event was about the temple. . .