Chapter 911 The Colorful Coffin (34)

Then Song Hua told me that his uncles and uncles have always disagreed and have always regarded each other as thorns in their eyes. This time, for his money, the brothers united to cheat him.

As for his cousin, he told me that his cousin was Luo Xiaotian, who was fourteen years old and had been in society as soon as he graduated from elementary school. What is surprising is that for some reason, he had been outside for two years and became famous. He is currently an old man/second in a certain organization, and has dozens of people under his command.

Listening to this, I feel that my values ​​have been subverted. Are children nowadays so outrageous? They are still old/second-second in a certain organization. If they are right, the organization he mentioned should be a bit dark/nature.

"With him, how could you be tied up by you?" I asked curiously.

He said: "The little devil didn't expect that his relatives would tie him up and come to our village alone to celebrate his filial piety. My uncles..."

I was speechless about this.

"By the way!" He suddenly pulled me and asked, "Will you really die of uncle shaving your head in the first month of the year?"

Without thinking, I said, "Rumor, this is simply created by someone who is determined, and it has no basis at all!"

He said oh, and didn't say anything, so he told his wife to start cooking breakfast.

This made me feel relieved, and let Lang Gao, Yang Yan, Chen Ercun go with me to find the tomb in the afternoon. As for Li Jiangang and the four brothers, Feng Shunyu, I asked the five of them to guard the coffin.

Then Song Hua agreed.

How could I not understand his meaning? This was obviously a plan to attack the dead while there was no one in the main hall. Naturally, I couldn't do anything as he wanted, so I kept guarding the coffin. Look at me, I look at you, and no one talks.

The ceremony is very simple. Three pillars of fragrant fragrance and three pieces of yellow paper are tied to the chicken's feet, then ginger on the chicken's head with cinnabar. Finally, the owner holds the chicken and kneels down to the dead and says some auspicious words.

Even when eating lunch, You Shusong kept there, and even the lunch was delivered to the main hall.

Of course, the general owner will agree to the opinions put forward by our Eight Immortals, but this situation occurs when we encounter a family like Song Hua.

I counted my fingers on the day. After the Qingming Festival, April 11, it was a zodiac auspicious day, which was very suitable for funerals. I nodded and said, "It's suitable!"

According to my original intention, I planned to bring Chen Ercun with me, but now You Shusong is here, and Li Jiangang and Feng Qishun’s four brothers, the five of them are considered the Eight Immortals in our Eight Immortals Palace.

But, my relationship with them is not very good, and I don’t know much about their character. What if I get bribed by You Shusong, I have to leave Chen Erbiao, which is also considered to be careful!

After arranging all this, we prepared some tools and prepared to find the tomb.

When he was about to leave, You Shusong, who had never spoken, suddenly called me and said, "Chen Jiu, I wish you peace and safety in your tomb!"

However, even though magic is magical, we still cannot delay finding the tomb. We carried some tools and a chicken man and walked straight out of the hall.

To be honest, I can't figure out some things. Just such a small ceremony actually gave the chicken aura. After the ceremony, no matter how we tinkered with the chicken, it didn't move. Even if Lang Gao patted it on his head, the chicken didn't even have the most basic crowing sound, which made us very surprised.

Then, I went to the main hall and told Lang Gao about the news that I would not hold the funeral today, and called us all over the Eight Immortals to discuss the funeral.

After saying this, he looked at me provocatively and continued to say to Song Hua, "Brother Song, have you remembered what I said just now? If you can't find such a place, Ling Zun might not be able to live well in the underworld!"

He explained: "When our Feng Shui masters look for the tomb, they will bring a chicken man. It is said that they find a good Feng Shui land, chop off the chicken man's head, wait for three seconds, and then throw it there. If it is a good place, the chicken guild will stand up and take a few steps. If that place is not good, the chicken guild will just hang up."

The Lang Gao asked me: "Brother Jiu, have you calculated your life? Is it appropriate to hold a funeral after the Qingming Festival?"

When I heard this, I was stunned for a moment. This was the first time I heard of this statement. Without thinking too much, I asked him to find a chicken man and then carried the chicken man to perform some small rituals in the main hall. In Song Hua's words, holding the rooster to worship the dead is to invite the dead man to the body of the chicken man.

After discussing all this, I happened to meet Song Hua coming over and call us for breakfast.

They agreed one by one, saying that they would guard the coffin these days and never leave them.

After fiddling for about ten minutes, the ceremony was over.

I looked at him in confusion. The so-called search for a tomb is actually looking for Feng Shui. What's the matter with the chicken man? I asked him: "What are you doing with the chicken man?"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, I, Lang Gao, Yang Yan and the host went to find the tomb. As for Chen Ercun, I left him to guard the coffin in the main hall.

"But, haven't you said that it's best for people who die on Qingming Festival to carry up the mountain within three days?" Lang Gao asked again.

For the next period of time, we stayed in Shanghe Village. It was about 12 noon when You Shusong came. Strangely, after You Shusong came, he didn't say anything and kept guarding the coffin.

I said no, things are like this, what else can I say? Let them stay in the main hall these days and don't be careless.

I didn't stay at his house for a long time. I sat casually for a while, asked him for the family's birth date and horoscope, and told him to ask him to find a tomb for his father in the afternoon.

Seeing that my expression was wrong, Lang Gao patted my shoulder and said, "Ai! Since the master's family requires that the Qingming Festival be over, then our Eight Immortals follow his wishes!"

I sighed, "I think so too! But the master and the others disagree. What can our Eight Immortals do? We can't ignore the master and handle the funeral for the deceased!"

After saying this, I felt very bitter. This is the sorrow of our Eight Immortals. In terms of funerals, we must listen to the Lord's family, and we Eight Immortals are only responsible for providing opinions. In the end, we nodded, and the Lord's family had the final say.

"You're welcome!" He sneered, and then said to Song Hua, "I heard from the older generation that those who died on Qingming Festival must be at the edge of the water, and two high mountains must be in the east and west directions to form a trend of two mountains and one water. In addition, the mountains in the east should be higher than the mountains in the west, and the water should be lively, so the best water is to have affectionate water."

Then Song Hua grabbed me and said, "Prince Chen, don't we bring a chicken over?"

"Thank you!" I replied subconsciously.

Listening to this, I understood his meaning. He was deliberately stumbling to me and said, "Don't worry, I know this more than you!"

He smiled and said, "Just be clear, don't find a tomb for the deceased! Be careful of retribution!"

I didn't want to talk to him. Whether You Shusong said or not, I was planning to find such a place for the deceased, so I said to Song Hua, "Don't worry, I already have a place in my heart."

Before the words could be finished, You Shusong sneered: "Just, there is not even a mountain nearby. Why do you say there is already a place?"
Chapter completed!