Chapter 363 Nine Sons Coffin (86)

As the mourning sounds started, something strange happened.

The dying black rooster seemed to be possessed by something. It kicked its claws wildly in an attempt to break free from its grasp, and a very strange sound came from its mouth, "Kick, lick, lick,"

When I saw this, I was overjoyed. I quickly recited a few verses from the scriptures, then tied one of the paws of the black rooster with a red rope and threw it into the grave.

Since the tomb was a bit deep, I couldn't see clearly what was going on inside, so I found a flashlight and shined it down. I saw the black rooster prostrate in the east of the tomb without any movement.

"Brother Jiu, what are you doing?" he asked, standing next to me.

I stared closely at the situation inside the tomb and said calmly: "I asked you to let the black rooster breathe before, so that it could leave footprints in the four directions of the tomb, the southeast, northwest and northwest."

He was stunned for a moment and then asked: "Leave footprints?"

I nodded and said, "I don't understand the principle of some things, but I know that there is such a method in the Burial Sutra, which can make the tomb have some connection with the Jiuzi coffin, and derive the infinite energy."

He didn't understand very well, so he gave a simple reply and said nothing more. I just stared at the black rooster in the tomb.

But now, the black rooster has only jumped in three directions, except for the east direction. This east, according to Feng Shui, is the vitality of the entire tomb and is the most important.

"Remember the legacy!" the eight members of the Lu family said in unison.

When the eighth son of the Lu family saw this scene, his face lit up, and without saying a word, he knelt down in my direction and said, "Thank you very much."

I was not polite to them. I took the cigarette and the red envelope, stuffed them in my pocket, and said a lucky word to each of them as a blessing.

I pinched it and realized that the eight brothers must have discussed it. Each red envelope contained about six to seven hundred yuan, and the cigarettes were Furong King from Hunan, which costs 23 yuan a pack.

I didn't say anything else, so I gave it to Stutter and asked him to dig a hole and bury the chicken. It's worth mentioning that from then on, I don't know why, but every time I saw the chicken on the dinner table, I felt strange.

Somewhat nauseated.

Then, I pulled out the black rooster and reached out to explore the chicken's throat. The chicken's blood at that location had condensed into a blood clot, indicating that it had obviously been dead for a long time.

Some things are so weird that they cannot be explained at all, and there is no explanation at all. If I have to explain them, I can only say three words: I don’t know.

Afterwards, we began to discuss inserting the Nine-Sister Coffin upside down into the tomb. Since Mrs. Lu had greeted her, she could only tap the water once, so we didn’t dare to be careless. We found a few tree poles and set up a support on top of the tomb.

Pulleys were made of logs on the support, and a dragon rope was tied to the end of the coffin.

When they heard me shouting like this, they cried a lot louder, especially the fourth and fifth children of the Lu family, who cried even louder. They even couldn't help but pat the Jiuzi coffin a few times and said while crying:

"Dad, my child is unfilial!"

The strange thing is that as soon as this sound came out, the black rooster seemed to have gained strength. He shook his wings, stood up again, fiddled with the tomb a few times with his paws, and jumped in the east direction with all his strength. Due to excessive exertion, the black rooster

His head hit the east wall of the tomb, and a pair of claws landed just to the east of the tomb.

I nodded, found three pillars of fragrance, lit them, inserted them next to the crack, and made three more bows.

Strange to say, there was a slight southeasterly wind in the Taihang Mountains at that time, but the smoke from the burning fragrance was very strange. When the smoke was approaching the Jiuzi coffin due to the wind, it seemed to be blocked by something and immediately went in another direction.

Floated over.

After they heard this, the boss of the Lu family took a cigarette for me, lit the cigarette for me, and said, "Chen Baxian, is it unlucky to have my father's dragon coffin exposed? Is there any other way?"

However, the last jump of the black rooster was like coming back to life. It was obviously a dying rooster, and it just died after it jumped for the last time.

I shook my head, said I didn't know, and glanced at the eight sons of the Lu family. They were kneeling in front of the coffins of the nine sons, weeping. Could it be?

"Cry louder!" I shouted calmly to the eighth son of the Lu family.

If this is the case, the Jiuzi coffin cannot be completely placed in the tomb, and a small half of it will be exposed.

I thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't mean that the coffin is completely exposed. It just means that the tomb should be piled higher. In addition, if the tomb is higher, the position of the tombstone should also be raised accordingly."

"Keep jumping!" I was a little anxious and couldn't help but mutter. There was nothing I could do. According to the burial scriptures, the black rooster must leave footprints in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest. Otherwise, it would be considered invalid.

After waiting for about three or four minutes, the black rooster made some movement. It stood up, fluttered its wings, and jumped against the wall toward the south.

Immediately afterwards, it jumped in two directions: west and north. I thought this process would be very smooth. Who knew, the black rooster suddenly stopped and fell to the ground. A pair of paws shook intentionally or unintentionally.

After a few blows, looking at his posture, he was about to die.

This whole process made me speechless. Some people say that rituals such as worshiping gods are just a kind of spiritual sustenance, nothing more than getting peace of mind.

After doing all this, I used a Dinglan ruler to measure the dragon veins in the tomb. The position of the dragon veins was a bit high, in the very center of the tomb. According to the burial scriptures, the Nine Sons Coffin must be buried on top of the dragon veins in the round cave.

After completing this ceremony, the eight members of the Lu family came over and each handed me a red envelope and a pack of cigarettes.

I gave up and helped them up and said: "There is no need to thank me. If you eight brothers hadn't united as one, the Nine Zi Coffin wouldn't have derived Wuji Qi. All of this is your credit. I just performed some rituals."

That’s all, I hope you eight brothers will never forget the original intention of the old hero and work together as brothers."

"Brother Ninth, why did that black rooster stop?" Stuttering glanced at the tomb and asked doubtfully: "Didn't it dance very well just now?"

"Chen Baxian!" The fourth son of the Lu family called me and said, "You said before that after this ceremony, there is a way to prove that the cracks in the Nine Sons Coffin have been sealed. I don't know..."

I told this statement to the eight sons of the Lu family.

"How high?" the sixth son of the Lu family asked in a deep voice.

I looked at the tomb and then at the tombstone. The tombstone was about two meters high, sixty centimeters wide and thirteen to four centimeters thick.

Not to mention, the tombstone made by Mr. Jiang is really first-rate. Not to mention the strong, powerful and concave and convex fonts carved out, the stone material of this tombstone alone cannot be said to be a unique stone. At least I have never seen such a good stone in my life.

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Of course, this is a way of talking about loading coins. In fact, I don't know what the stone is like at all. I just know that the stone feels very comfortable and has a faint warmth.
Chapter completed!