Chapter 948 The Colorful Coffin (71)

As for now?

To be honest, I don’t want to properly deal with the blood. The main reason is that I think that people should clearly distinguish between grievances in life, just like Xiang Shuiqin. If she said that she did not do anything that was harmful to the sky, how could she be retribution?

Therefore, I hesitated and didn't say anything.

The Lang Gao pushed me and asked, "Brother Jiu, do you have any good opinions?"

I thought about it again, sighed deeply, and exclaimed, everyone was dead, and I still care what she did during her lifetime, so I said, "Look for a coffin and put some ash in the coffin. It is best to put a white hemp rope bag, and finally sprinkle grains into the coffin. By the way, she sold meat during her lifetime, so it is best to put a bronze mirror at the end of the coffin. When burying, put some silk and gold and silver treasures in the tomb first, which can be regarded as satisfying her wishes during her lifetime."

"Don't you take it back to Hubei?" Na Lang asked.

I shook my head and said, "She was originally a guest from all over the world, but she died here, so she buried her here. It will be good for her next life. If she is forced to take her home, it will only attract many people's dislikes and may even destroy the local Feng Shui."

As I said that, I walked towards the bloody stream, bent down slightly and bowed, recited the "Mantra of Rebirth", burned some yellow paper, and sighed, "I wish you good luck in your next life, don't do that evil thing!"

After doing this, I asked the woman to help her bury Xiang Shuiqin. As for the funeral expenses, I planned to pay for it. There was nothing I could do about it. I encountered it, so I treated it as a good thing.

The woman seemed reluctant and said that the funeral expenses were paid by their family, but I refused it because the funeral expenses could not be paid indiscriminately, which was unlucky. I am the Eight Immortals, and paying such a sum of money was considered a rule within the industry.

Besides, Xiang Shuiqin is not old and does not need to hold a funeral. She just needs to buy a coffin and ask a few people to help carry it up the mountain to bury it. It can be done for about 3,000 yuan.

OK! I glared at him. Actually, I wanted to use the hexagram to show my talents to the three college students opposite. To put it bluntly, I just wanted to show off in front of college students.

OK! This luck is so good enough.

I glanced at him, and did not hide it, so I told him, "The required diagram I made before shows the nine Ben hexagrams, Ben, which are decorations, and the color of fire contains elixirs, and the yin and yang are intertwined, and they should be mixed in between, advance, retreat, prosperity, and prosperity, and silk and sway. "

He smiled and said, "Brother Jiu, you don't believe me if you say it. I just asked someone to buy the ticket here, but there were two people who refunded the tickets there. I bought them in a biased manner."

After touching for a long time, I didn’t have a pen on my body. That’s right. How could I, Yibaxian, carry a pen with me? I turned my eyes to the three college students opposite and asked the female student sitting at the edge, "Miss, can you lend me your pen?"

It was about 12 noon, and we rushed to the station in the town, rented a van and went directly to the station in the city.

"What does it mean?" Lang Gao asked.

"What, it's dead!" Lang Gao exclaimed.

However, the hexagram shows that the person who dies next time is the relative of the deceased or a wealthy family, which is completely inconsistent with the family situation of the deceased!

But, it's not right!

As the saying goes, a married woman who pours water cannot be considered as a relative of the deceased. If it is strictly divided, it should be considered an outer relative.

Perhaps because of the Qingming Festival, the traffic on the bus is quite high, and many people are standing, which makes me a little curious, so I asked Lang Gao, "Brother, how did you tinker with the seat tickets we just bought?"

At 2 pm, we appeared in the city. First we went to the station to get tickets, then we found a fast food restaurant near the station for a meal, and then hurriedly got on the train.

Afterwards, I greeted the woman something. Due to time constraints, I didn't say much, so I left her a phone number and asked her to call me when she didn't know where to go, so I led Lang Gao to the station.

In desperation, I had to say to Lang Gao, "The meaning is very simple. The origin of this incident is related to the seller of meat. It can even be said that the whole incident started because of the seller of meat. As for the disaster caused to Shuiqin, the hexagram was not specifically displayed, but it was just vaguely pointed out that she was responsible for her own fault. The meaning behind it means that the entire funeral may cause major events, and even involve some wealthy families. In the end, they will meet each other, and there will be no blood flowing into a river. At least this funeral will die."

After a while, we found our seats. I sat by the window. There were three young people opposite, two women and one man, who were about the same age as me. They should be college students when they dressed.

Soon, the train whistled and started slowly.

I smiled. I remember the old scholar told me about this hexagram. I didn't know what happened at that time. I just remembered it and said: "The word "Guangcai" means a meat seller. There is a saying that the fireworks prostitute dressing up is similar to this. Xuanhe implies that this matter will be very big, as for the color of fire..."

This thought flashed and my face darkened. Could it be that there was something wrong with the hexagram? Or is it that the hexagram is inaccurate?

At that moment, I immediately took out the stack of drawings that Kong San gave me, found the required drawings on the drawings, touched them again, and tried to draw them again.

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman's expression suddenly became dark, she glared at me viciously, and did not speak.

Immediately afterwards, he might have found himself on the train and quickly lowered his voice and asked me, "Brother Jiu, does the hexagram show who will die?"

I remember Song Hua said that his aunt married a rich man and should be considered a wealthy family.

As the train started, Lang Gao seemed to remember something, reached out and pulled me, and whispered: "Brother Jiu, why did you suddenly want to go back to Hubei?"

Of course, this is entirely due to my self-esteem. For me, not going to college is a joke in my mind. Many times, I fantasize how good it would be if I could go to college.

I thought about it and looked at the hexagram. The person who died this time might be a rich man or a relative of the deceased. This made me a little confused. I know very well that there are six people in total and five brothers. Except for the deceased, the remaining four people are poor families. Could it be the sister of the deceased?

However, the cruel reality tells me that I should stop dreaming and be the Eight Immortals!

This made me a little confused. Is this woman sick? I just borrowed a pen. As for this? I glanced at the woman next to her and asked, "Can I lend you your pen for me?"

Before I could finish my words, Lang Gao looked at me with a dark face and said angrily: "Brother Jiu, there is no need to explain it word by word, just say what this hexagram means."

"Get out!" The woman said something swearing, which made me stunned. I felt that these two women must be sick. I was about to ask the boy next to them, but I knew where the boy raised his hand and punched him.

Before I could react, my chest hurt.

Madd, am I so bullied?

I became popular, really became popular. What kind of society is this? Just borrowing something, is it so indifferent? If you don’t borrow it, you can’t even beat people. I don’t believe that they didn’t ask for help.

So I stood up and raised my hand to beat the man.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!