"The sun breaks through the clouds and shines brightly, and the golden dragon climbs the mountain and the Yang energy rises."
Feihe looked at the compass in his hand and checked the direction. The sun rose to the height of the clouds. He turned around and looked at Sun Zhengde, who was directing a group of Qin servants to wield hoes and shovels to turn over the soil and dig holes.
The handwriting on the stone carvings on the tombstone has long been decayed and blurred, and the content on it cannot be clearly seen, but this is the ancestral tomb of the Qin family, so it must be correct. It is located on the mountain, facing the Xuanshui River in the north and facing the red fire dividing yin and yang in the south.
Taoist priest Feihe was counting on his fingers. It could be said that relocating a grave would be a piece of cake. He had dabbled in the Tianshi Mansion's talismans, formations, and subjugating demons.
"Brother Dao, come here and take a look."
At this time, Sun Zhengde shouted over there, "The tomb of the ancestors of the Qin family is a bit weird."
Taoist Feihe frowned, stopped counting, turned around and came to Sun Zhengde's side in a few steps. The servants and guards of the Qin family all around stopped what they were doing, and looked at the dug tombs in a daze.
"Um?"
Feihe's eyes fell on the exposed dark coffin, and he frowned even more. It was true that there was a lot of humidity in the southwest, but it was surprising to find so much water in the soil of the tomb.
Half of the coffin was covered with soil, and the soil turned black and became muddy after mixing with water.
"You go back alone and invite Mr. Qin to come over." Feihe twisted the soil and smelled it. When a servant rushed back, Sun Zhengde took out a pancake from somewhere and ate it while asking: "Is there really a big problem?"
"It's not a big problem. I just want to ask clearly, so as not to cause trouble and make the Qin family look bad."
The fat Taoist priest didn't know what the so-called "accident" meant. The ancestors of the Qin family had been buried for I don't know how many years. The graves were filled with black water. Not to mention the bad feng shui. If the corpse turned into a corpse, the ancestors of the Qin family would be jumping around in the street.
Running around on the street is really embarrassing.
If it kills someone, even if it is backed by the Tianshi Mansion, there will still be some lawsuits.
After saying a few words casually, Feihe saw the panic-stricken expressions of the servants around him, gave them a smile that said he was okay, found a few stones from everywhere, wrapped them with red threads and pressed them on the four corners of the tomb.
Not long after, Master Qin did not come. Instead, it was Qin Tongshan, one of his sons, who was also the person who made rude remarks last night. I wonder if Master Qin had warned him, and he seemed more respectful now.
"Two Taoist priests, what happened? My father is inconvenient and can't come here. If you need anything, just ask me."
"Actually, there's nothing to ask."
Seeing that it was him who was coming, Feihe Taoist Master showed no interest at all. He only told the young master about the situation in the tomb, "Facing north, with Xuan Shui entering the tomb's eyes, there may be a sign of corpse transformation."
evil Dead?
When Qin Tongshan heard this, he was startled and his face turned pale. He quickly went to the tomb and took a look inside. Sure enough, there was a lot of black mud. He looked at the thin-looking Taoist priest and quickly handed over his hand: "
Taoist priest, relocating the grave is a major event for our Qin family. Now that the tomb has been dug, please move the ancestors safely to the new grave. If you have offended me before, I will apologize to the Taoist priest."
Yes, he thought it was the two Taoist priests who were deliberately making things difficult, which made Sun Zhengde roll his eyes. Feihe over there sighed and shook his head. He understood the meaning of the other party's words and did not correct them.
"Since the two of us have been entrusted by Master Qin, we will naturally handle it well."
After saying that, he asked the servants of the Qin family over there to continue digging. After cleaning up the mud, they put on ropes and pulled up the heavy coffin. Sun Zhengde immediately placed two logs on the ground and directed the men carrying the coffin: "
Put it on the wood, put it on the wood! Over there, pull the carriage over!"
Several people here put down the coffin, and a few others hurried forward and quickly cleaned the mud and water stains on the coffin with cloth towels. There was a faint smell of rot, which made these men gag.
Taoist Feihe held his breath, took out the ink-stained black thread from the yellow cloth pocket at his waist, and asked Sun Zhengde to wrap it from the end of the coffin up and down to the head of the coffin, a total of nine times.
"Taoist Priest, what are you doing?"
Both of them ignored Qin Tongshan. Feihe took away the black thread and replaced it with a red thread stained with cinnabar, wrapping it nine times from the beginning to the end of the coffin. At this time, Sun Zhengde spoke.
"Nine is the extreme, the number of extreme yang, sealing the yin energy."
"What nonsense."
Feihe hit him quietly with his hand and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just a necessary means. Mr. Qin, don't take it to heart." After saying that, he took out a few talismans and pasted them on the tail, bottom and lid of the coffin.
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Not to mention it was okay, but when Qin Tongshan was mentioned over there, he became even more panicked and wanted to leave quickly, but his father asked him to accompany him the whole time, so he had no choice but to stay here. Seeing that things were about the same, he hurriedly guarded the courtyard and carried the coffin.
Go to the carriage.
"Wait a minute." Feihe picked up a big red rooster and tied it to the coffin. He looked at the sky and the time and said, "Those who were born in the autumn and winter seasons, C and D, are not allowed to carry the coffin."
The men thought about it for a while, and some stepped away, while others stepped forward. After a moment, four men came over again, picked up the coffin, and placed the heavy coffin into the carriage step by step.
At this time, the sun was rising above the clouds and the sun was shining brightly. Feihe sprinkled a stack of yellow paper in front of him and shouted: "The first ones set off, and the next generation will follow! The yellow paper clears the way, and lonely ghosts take money. Don't cause trouble."
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The bell in his hand rang loudly.
Ding ding ding…
Soon, the carriage and the servants were moving slowly. As the yellow paper flew to the ground, it magically floated to the grass on the roadside. In the distance, there were also business travelers passing by. When pedestrians saw this scene, they stopped by the roadside to wait.
This team goes over first.
"I have long heard that the Qin family moved their graves, but I never thought it would be today."
"I heard that the person invited here is an expert from the Tianshi Mansion...I think today is a good time to come."
"It's an auspicious time. It's a newly moved tomb. I heard they said it's in the mountains to the south. It's not a good place. It's gloomy and scary."
"That's right, the last time I went there, it was so broad daylight that my hair was so white that I was scared to death."
"Come here, come here, look, oh, it's actually wrapped with red and ink lines. Is this because you're afraid of corpse transformation?"
Some passers-by who knew a little bit about it screamed in horror, which attracted many people to see the black and red threads wrapped around the coffin. They probably felt that there was evil in it, so they retreated farther away, for fear of being contaminated by evil spirits.
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Qin Tongshan looked at the reactions of the passers-by around him, and worriedly chased him ahead and asked again. Feihe over there was also good-tempered, nodded with a smile, and pointed to the sunshine on his head.
"As long as the moon doesn't come out and you don't get struck by lightning, you'll be fine."
It was a sunny day right now. There was no thunderstorm, let alone the moon. Qin Tongshan breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved. After passing outside Lingxian County and going around to the south, the roads gradually became deserted, mostly with cliffs.
There was no one around in the wilderness, and the old crow flapped its wings and landed on the nearby dead tree, emitting an ominous cry of "Wow".
Feihe frowned even more when he saw such a desolate scene.
"Why did you choose this mountain for your new tomb?"
"I don't know, my father asked me to choose him." Qin Tongshan didn't know much. He was just playing tricks on people in the family. These matters were basically discussed by his father and his brother.
"Then what is the name of the mountain here?"
"It's like Thunder Drum Mountain. Whenever it thunders or rains, the mountain feels like drumming!"
"stop!"
Upon hearing this, Feihe's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly stopped the carriage, "Why didn't you tell me the name of the mountain in advance? There are thunderstorms in the mountain, don't you want to die?"
"What's going on, Taoist Master?" Qin Tongshan got off the horse tremblingly. Hearing what Fei He said, his face turned frighteningly pale, "How could someone die? Taoist Master, don't scare me, I'm a coward."
"Old Sun, go back immediately and ask Mr. Qin who chose the mountain tomb for them!"
Sun Zhengde knew that Feihe had always been calm, but it was the first time he had seen Feihe look like this. He immediately did not hesitate, packed up quickly, and rushed to the city.
On a hot day, he put two magical talismans on his legs. His fat body was incredibly nimble and extremely fast. He traveled four or five miles in the blink of an eye. When he returned to Lingxian County, he didn't bother to pay attention to the looks of other people in the streets.
Sweating profusely, I rushed to Qin's house and knocked on the courtyard door a few times. At the end of the street, a bullock cart was slowly approaching. A figure in blue and white robes asked passers-by and followed the directions to this direction.
Seeing the chubby figure hurriedly knocking on the door to get admitted, I couldn't help but shout: "Old Sun, what are you doing in such a hurry?"
Hearing the familiar voice, the fat Taoist priest who was following the steward into the hospital suddenly trembled. He turned around and saw the figure holding the old cow standing there with a smile, and behind him was the carved carriage.
Sun Zhengde's eyes lit up, and a surprised smile suddenly appeared on his chubby round face, "Master..." He murmured, and then... cried with a "wow" sound.
"Boss!! I thought you were dead... I didn't expect you were still alive!"
Twisting her plump buttocks and shaking her belly, she rushed forward, hugged Chen Yuan, and began to cry loudly.