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Chapter 162 The toad on the coffin

The hired helpers were fellow villagers from the racecourse at the foot of the mountain. Since the Zhen family was quite wealthy, they basically came here eagerly. All the young men were in their twenties and seventies, with dark skin and strong muscles.

The workers are much stronger than the skinny guys like me and Lao Yi.

It was a bright day, and seeing crows so early in the morning made us all feel unlucky, but there was nothing we could do about it. Seeing that the sun was about to come out in a short time, Uncle Wen nodded to Zhen Fu, who understood and turned around.

Tell the helpers to get ready.

The two old guys first asked me and Lao Yi to take out a piece of plastic sheet, then took out a roast chicken, three steamed buns and a plastic bag of pig head meat from the backpack and placed them on top. They lit five sticks of incense in the small incense burner.

The five-branched incense has said that three are human beings, gods and ghosts, and two determine the universe. After everything was done, Uncle Wen checked his watch. Seeing that there was still some time before the selected time, he said to everyone: "Everyone should rest for twenty minutes first."

, eat some dry food, you may not be able to eat it at noon."

Lao Yi carried dry food in his backpack, so he distributed the bread and ham to the helpers. After distribution, Lao Yi handed it to me, but I didn't take it, three campus delicacies: bread, instant noodles, and pickled mustard.

I suffered from eating injuries when I was in college. At that time, when I had no money at the end of the month, I would either make instant noodles or eat bread. Now I have acid reflux when I look at this thing. As for the ham sausages that cost a dollar a piece, I feel even more worried.

, I used to love eating this stuff, but once when I was eating ham sausage, I found that I couldn’t stop biting it. When I looked carefully, it almost made me sick. There was a bunch of hair in it, but I seemed lucky. I heard

Some people even ate their fingernails out of their ham sausage, which is quite unlucky.

After everyone had eaten, Uncle Wen ignored Uncle Lin beside him and said to the four brothers of the Zhen family: "It's time to start. Let everyone stand still. No one can laugh and their expressions must be serious."

Aunt Zhen told those people, and everyone stood in a row. Uncle Lin was so angry when he saw Uncle Wen's pretentious appearance that he simply ignored him and stood there.

Smoked cigarettes from behind. Because we were apprentices, Lao Yi and I also stood

Uncle Wen cleared his throat, and then said loudly: "Gentlemen, today is the day when Old Mrs. Zhen sees the light of day again. It is the day of moving to a new house. It is a very happy event. First of all, please ask the men of the Zhen family to bow to Old Mrs. Zhen three times and five times."

When the four brothers of the Zhen family and their children heard what Uncle Wen said, they knelt down in front of the tomb obediently and kowtowed a few times respectfully. After that, Uncle Wen asked me to take out the brazier and put it inside again.

Burning some ingots is valuable, and there is actually a saying for burning paper. What matters is that you don't burn them all at once, but you have to quickly pull out some from the middle while the paper money is burning, and then throw it two meters away. The purpose is to kill those lonely souls.

Wild ghosts, so that they don't come to rob the tomb owner of his money.

It should be said that Uncle Wen's nickname "Wen Mingming" when he was young was not for nothing. Although I know that this old guy has a false reputation, he is very good at this kind of deception. I saw this old guy frown.

Wrinkled, with a sword finger in his right hand, he took out a few pieces of burning yellow paper from the brazier with a swish, and then threw it out with a wave of his hand. It had a great visual effect and gave me the feeling that

It's like the fireball technique in Legend.

Immediately, the helpers burst into cheers, as if they were watching a two-person show. Even the few from the Zhen family felt that it was a special honor, but I felt a wry smile in my heart. This old magician is not afraid of being burned. Look at him.

It seems that he didn't play well. He should have clamped it on the unburned part, but this old guy seems to be getting older and his hands are a bit rusty. He clamped it directly on the fire. Now he has his hands behind his back.

Behind his back, he rubbed his fingers repeatedly. He was obviously burned, but he still held on to his face, showing his extraordinary demeanor.

Me, Lao Yi, and Uncle Lin were standing behind Uncle Wen, and we all saw it, which made the three of us almost burst out laughing.

Uncle Wen turned around and glared at us. Lao Yi and I hurriedly lowered our heads, but Uncle Lin did not hang on him, looking like he was gloating about his misfortune. The two old guys looked at each other, neither giving way to the other. Fortunately, they both knew

, in this case, don’t make things too tense, otherwise it will be embarrassing and huge.

So Uncle Wen turned his head, cleared his throat, and said to everyone: "The descendants should be filial, and the dirty money should be taken care of. I also hope that Zhen Gong will show your gratitude! Please give me the land deed!"

This 'land deed' is also called a land purchase scroll, a land deed, or a land contract. It is a form in burial science. As the saying goes, there is a house deed in the world of the world, and there is a land deed in the underworld. It simulates the land deed in real life, allowing students to

It is a form of symbolic transaction between the deceased and the deceased with various gods, which is very important in the process of moving tombs.

At this moment, Uncle Lin took out two pieces of yellow paper, then took one of them. Regardless of whether Uncle Wen was in front of him or not, he walked to the brazier and said loudly to such a person: "The land deed is here."

Here, you all, bow down and pay your respects."

The people of the Zhen family were busy and knelt down again. The helpers, because they had received benefits from the Zhen family, thought it was just a formality and knelt down on the ground.

When Uncle Lin saw everyone kneeling down, he cleared his throat and read in a very solemn voice:

"On the fourth day of the fifth lunar month in the year of Chou, I dare to declare to the gods of the earth, the great emperors of the five directions, the five mountains and four mountains, the mountains and rivers, the three hills and five tombs, and my father-in-law: Today is an auspicious day.

I am sincerely offering you a small gift, and I have prepared three animals. I hope that the gods will be kind and bless you, accept the small offering, and bestow blessings. Now I have the opportunity to move the burial to another place. I am afraid that I will be buried that day. If I move today, dig and build, it will cause a stir.

The God of Earth vents his anger, acts carelessly, and offends Youzhi; he may be Luo Tiangang, he may be offending Kuigang, he may be Jingtu Mansion, he may be over Xinguang, or he may be in reverse years, and he may die in despair. I would like to thank you all, and beg for help.

Please grant me your blessing, may all disasters disappear along the way, the dead may be at peace, and the living may be blessed.”

I have to say that the voice of this old guy, Uncle Lin, is even more magnetic than Uncle Wen. He wrote this scroll himself. He writes quite well, and his reading is also very emotional. What's weird is his voice.

Being so close to Teacher Zhao Zhongxiang and Zhao made us all feel like we were looking at the animal world.

After finishing reading, Uncle Lin threw the roll of land into the brazier, and then said loudly to everyone: "After the ceremony, let's start breaking ground!"

When Uncle Lin said that it was time to break ground, the helpers stood up. Due to the relocation of the tomb, the old tomb items could no longer be obtained. To say that the people in the mountains were very simple, but also very superstitious, they believed in ghosts.

In awe, they waved the tombstone again, then used hammers to knock it down, smashing the white marble on the outer layer, revealing the soil of the tomb. Some of them had hoes and shovels, and they started digging.

When they were digging the grave, we kept watching and saw that the surface of the soil was very dry, but after a few shovels, the soil became more and more wet. Uncle Wen and Uncle Lin's faces dropped, and their expressions were solemn.

Lao Yi and I had the same expression. We didn't know what it would be like if we dug up a coffin.

People walked to higher places and the bodies were buried deeper, so they couldn't dig them out for a while. Uncle Wen and Uncle Lin lit up cigarettes and smoked with frowns. Aunt Zhen asked Uncle Wen: "Brother Wen, what are you doing?"

Tell me what is going on, I remember this place was not like this at the beginning?"

Uncle Wen shook his head and said to them: "It's hard to say. It's hard to say anything until you see the coffin."

Not long after, the helpers who were digging the grave were heard shouting: "We found it!!"

Hearing this, we hurried to the edge of the pit and looked down. Sure enough, the lid of a sandalwood coffin was exposed. When we dug out the coffin, the soil next to it was so moist that it almost turned into mud.

Uncle Wen hurriedly asked the helpers to take out a large piece of rainproof cloth that they had prepared, and then asked them to tie the four corners with bamboo poles and place it on the tomb. This was because it was already past five o'clock and the coffin could not be used.

When you see the sun, you must block it.

Uncle Lin was not idle either. He said to the people of the Zhen family: "Kneel down quickly and greet the old man."

The Zhen family all knelt down again. Uncle Wen nodded to the helpers, which meant that it was OK. The young men took out a few thick ropes and tied them to the coffin. The ties were very solid to ensure that everything was stable.

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With Uncle Wen's words "Lift the coffin and make a fortune!"

Everyone worked together to pull up the coffin. As soon as the coffin left the soil, there was a damp smell surrounding us, as if something was moldy.

Lao Yi and I also went up to help. We held a rainproof bamboo pole, covering the coffin and moving with the crowd. The crowd placed the coffin firmly in front of the Zhen family. Lao Yi and I guarded the coffin.

After the rain silk was strung up again, he returned to the two old magicians.

At this time, the two old masters began to look around at the coffin, and found that there was nothing unusual about it. It was a very good sandalwood coffin. Since it had been buried in such a humid environment for many years, the black paint on the coffin had almost faded away.

, the whole coffin gave off a somewhat pungent musty smell.

After a while, two old guys discovered the clues. There was a piece of wet mud on the coffin lid, but they couldn't get it off. The two old guys waved to me and Lao Yi, signaling for us to come in.

We felt contempt for these two old masters in our hearts, but we had to take action, so we took out the carving knife in our backpacks and pried away the clod of soil.

The soil is not very hard, but it cannot be pried, as if it is stuck to the coffin lid. When I scratch it with a carving knife, the soil falls straight down, but when the carving knife is inserted into the inside of the soil, it seems to hit the ground.

It felt like something very hard, so I nodded to Lao Yi, and the two of us scraped up the clod of soil with a carving knife.

As we scraped and scraped, we both felt something was wrong. As the surface soil fell off, the thing wrapped in the soil gradually became clear. It was definitely made! It looked like a small sculpture.

When we scraped off all the outer soil, everyone was shocked to see that there was a stone statue that looked like a toad inlaid on the coffin.

This stone statue is not big, and it has not been slapped. It is indeed a toad, one big and one small. The small toad is lying on the back of the big toad, lifelike, with cooing cheeks and no eyes. Both toads have big mouths, and one has a big mouth.

Up, one down, the toad statue's limbs are tightly grasping the coffin, and there is moisture all around.

Damn it, what the hell is this?


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