Uncle San said, this is the custom of the mortician.,The downpour was torrential, the murky water swallowing the corpses whole. Thankfully, these were nameless, faceless drifters, their bodies incomplete. There was no need to be particular about such things.,Working together, they filled the hole in no time. After that, they piled some soil on top and pressed it down to form a small mound. They then set the plain stone stele given to them by the court on top, and their simple grave was complete.。