According to the wishes of the old man of the Cheng family, this time the grave relocation is to move the ancestral grave buried in the mountainside to the top of the mountain. It is said that he found a dozen Feng Shui masters to pick out the new grave on the top of the mountain.
I am not very interested in the Feng Shui treasures mentioned by the old man of the Cheng family. On the contrary, there are only two that I am more interested in!
The first one is the dragon and nine phoenix tombs made by the old man of the Cheng family. Is this thing really useful?
The second thing I am most concerned about is whether there is soul-reviving grass in the coffin of the ancestors of the Cheng family!
Uncle Quan told me before that the soul-reviving grass usually grows in thousand-year-old coffins, so this is one of the reasons why I agreed to help the old man of the Cheng family move their tombs...
The mountain breeze was blowing, but fortunately the moonlight was quite bright tonight. The moonlight shone on the mountain road, and there was no other sound behind me except the heavy footsteps.
But just a few minutes later, I heard Xue Chen whisper quietly behind me.
"Brothers, have you noticed that this coffin seems to be getting heavier and heavier..."
Xue Chen's voice was very small, but when I heard the voice, I couldn't help but look back!
Sure enough, behind me, I saw the group of coffin bearers holding the log that tied the black coffin with one hand, and hurriedly wiping their faces with a towel with the other hand.
Under the bright moonlight, I could even see the sweat dripping from the faces of the coffin bearers!
I frowned and asked Xue Chen in a low voice: "Is it heavy?"
Xue Chen wiped the sweat from his face, gritted his teeth and said: "It was fine at first, but in the past few minutes, I don't know if it was because of the uphill slope or what, I felt that the coffin was getting heavier and heavier...
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After Xue Chen finished speaking, I asked several other coffin bearers, and they all nodded yes.
For a moment, I couldn't help but have a strange feeling in my heart. You know, although this black coffin is huge, there are a lot of people carrying it!
I looked up and counted, there were nearly a dozen coffin bearers. Although the coffin was made of wood, it would undoubtedly be a lot lighter if it could be shared among a dozen people.
But now the faces of these coffin bearers are covered in oil and sweat, which makes people suspicious...
After walking like this for a few more minutes, I noticed that the pace of the coffin bearers behind me was getting slower and slower.
I glanced at Xue Chen. This guy's face was already extremely red. He took a step and took a breath. If it weren't for the custom that the coffin couldn't touch the ground, I guess these coffin bearers would have thrown the coffin on the ground.
No.
"Ling Feng, how long does it take to get here? I can't lift it anymore." Xue Chen gritted his teeth and said to me.
I quickly looked in front of me and found that the top of the mountain was not far away.
I replied: "It's almost time. If you keep persisting, you will be able to rest as soon as you reach the new grave..."
Just before I finished speaking, I suddenly heard a surprised sound from the Taoist priest in yellow beside me!
"how so?"
As soon as the Taoist priest in yellow finished speaking, I quickly looked away and asked, "What's going on?"
The Taoist priest in yellow shook the dead rooster in his hand and said with some disbelief: "There is no blood left."
"No chicken blood? This cock is so big, why did it run out of blood in just a few minutes?" I asked in surprise.
The Taoist priest in yellow also shook his head in confusion, but no matter how hard he pinched the rooster's neck and lifted it upside down and shook it, the rooster, which was much larger than ordinary chickens, could not even drip out a drop of blood...
"I'm also confused. I spent a lot of money to buy this rooster. It's only been a while. It's impossible for the blood to drain out so quickly!" The Taoist priest in yellow said with a bitter smile.
I couldn't help but take another look at the big cock in the hand of the Taoist priest in yellow, and I couldn't help but feel shocked!
There is a custom here that when moving a grave, one must use chicken blood to clear the way!
But now, such a big rooster has only driven halfway. There will be no chicken blood in the second half of the journey. What should we do?
"Brother Xiao Zhou, the chicken is really out of blood, what should we do?" The Taoist priest in yellow dropped the dead chicken in his hand and asked me helplessly.
I couldn't help but frown, my lord, things started off badly tonight, and now I don't have the chicken blood needed to open the way!
I looked back at the cremators behind me who were busy wiping their sweat, and then I grabbed a bottle from my body with great pain.
"What is this?" the Taoist priest in yellow asked me with a curious expression.
"Take the 60-year-old collector's edition of evil-repelling water and sprinkle it on everyone. Remember not to sprinkle too much. Without chicken blood to open the way, I'm afraid something dirty will come close. This stuff can drive away evil spirits."
Damn it." I said.
"good!"
The Taoist priest in yellow grabbed the bottle containing Uncle Quan's boy's urine and happily distributed it to the group of coffin bearers behind him...
My heart ached as I listened to the group of coffin bearers behind me who were enjoying their treasure. You must know that now Uncle Quan is wary of me, and I don’t know how much effort I put into coaxing him to go to the toilet every day.
Soon, the Taoist priest in yellow came back, with most of the full bottle in his hand already empty.
"Brother Xiao Zhou, here you go!" The yellow-robed Taoist smiled and handed the bottle to me.
When I saw the little boy's urine left, my heart ached. I asked, "Why is there only so much left?"
When the Taoist priest in yellow heard what I said, the smile on his face became brighter and he said: "Hey, when everyone heard that it was brother Xiao Zhou who prepared the exorcism water, they all wanted to pour it all over their bodies! If I hadn't stopped them from wasting it, this time
There may not be a drop left."
When the Taoist priest in yellow said this, he unconsciously turned his body. I quietly took a closer look, and I felt contempt in my heart. Good guy, I have the nerve to tell others, but my clothes are obviously spilled.
I poured a little of Uncle Quan's boy's urine onto the soles of my shoes and the bamboo branches in my hands, then sealed it and put it back in my pocket.
But the Taoist priest in yellow robes next to me quickly came over and said to me: "I almost forgot, brother Xiao Zhou, that Miss Gu Yanran said that your evil-exorcizing water is too smelly. She doesn't like the smell and refuses to touch it.
On the body."
"This stupid woman is really ignorant!" I snorted angrily and continued to ask: "Is she the only one who didn't wipe it off?"
"And those two men wearing strange clothes didn't wipe it off either!" said the Taoist priest in yellow.
"Well, then just ignore them..."
I paused, and then said to the coffin bearers behind me: "Brothers, please work harder. We are about to reach the new grave. Hold on tight and follow me!"
"good!"
The coffin bearers didn't know whether it was because the smearing of Uncle Quan's 60-year-old boy's peeing force increased his urine strength or something else, but they all seemed particularly excited.
I shook my head and chuckled, thinking about how I would react if I knew that what I was wearing was someone else's drunken urine...
As I slowly approached the top of the mountain, the mountain road began to get a little rough, and when I looked up and could see the top of the mountain not far away, suddenly, I felt a cold wind blowing towards me, which made me couldn't help but tremble.
Got a chill!
And in the next second, I clearly felt that in a corner not far away, there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring directly at me...