My master is invincible

Chapter 1986 The Beginning of Cremation

The few of them should have seen that I was in a difficult situation, so Joyce said softly, "Master Ninth, there is something that hurts my heart, I wonder if you can listen to it."

I was slightly taken aback, nodded and said, "Say it."

She gave me a deep look, "How do you think you are capable?"

Without thinking about it, I said, "Very often!"

She nodded and said with a smile: "Then do you know why so many people are willing to respect you when you are so capable?"

To be honest, I really didn't know about this, so I asked her, "Why?"

"Because of your profession!" Joyce said in a deep voice, "Because of the special profession of coffin bearer, many people respect you."

Listening to her words, I thought about it for a while, and immediately understood.

If the guess is correct, no matter how powerful a person is, he will eventually return to bed after his death.

And at this time, the role of our coffin bearers comes out.

Perhaps it is precisely because of the particularity of this profession that I have the opportunity to get in touch with some capable people.

With that in mind, I nodded and asked her, "What does this have to do with cremation?"

She said: "Then do you think some powerful people hope that their corpses will slowly decompose and turn into a pile of mud, or burn them clean so that they can walk in a decent way?"

I looked up at Joyce, but I couldn't open my mouth. In my heart, from the perspective of decent moves, the latter must be the better choice.

However, the rule handed down by the ancestors is that the corpse is buried in the ground for safety.

At this moment, Joyce spoke again, and she said: "Jiu Ye, times are changing, we must keep up with the pace of the times, the rules passed down by our ancestors must be passed on, but we must know how to get rid of the chaff. , take its essence, just like cremation and burial of corpses. The reason why the ancestors had such a saying was because the society at that time could not create enough temperature to burn human corpses, and human bones were hard Quite, let’s say those piles of firewood on TV burn corpses, do you think those firepower is enough to burn corpses?”

"Yes, Palace Master!" Han Qiu leaned over, "When my master was alive, he also told me about cremation. He said that technology is developing rapidly. If we don't know how to keep up with the times, we will only Being eliminated by this era, and wanting to pass on this industry, there is only one way, and that is to keep up with the pace of the times."

"Ninth brother!" Han Hao called me, and said softly: "The old man also said that the only way for us coffin bearers to continue to develop is to keep up with the pace of the times. A whole era to contend with."

"Master Ninth, we are not ignoring the rules of our ancestors, but we are removing the dross and extracting the essence." Joyce comforted from the side.

I raised my eyes and glanced at the three of them, but I still haven't made a decision in my mind. The main reason is that I feel that this incident is too sudden. It makes me accept a new era all at once, which is a bit... hard to accept.

As far as I am concerned, I am just a coffin bearer from the countryside. How can He De feel the changes in an industry.

I took a deep breath and was about to speak.

Suddenly, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps behind me.

I turned my head and looked back, only to find that Zhuge Qingming led a group of coffin bearers coming over. There were about 150 people, and Zhuge Qingming was at the forefront.

And the coffin bearers behind him, without exception, were coffin bearers who escaped from here earlier.

When I saw them, I frowned. Didn't they run away before?

Why are you back now?

Just as I was dazed for a while, Zhuge Qingming had already walked in front of me leading the coffin bearers.

Zhuge Qingming nodded slightly at me, and said in a deep voice: "Palace Master, they are all waiting for you to go out outside the village. I am afraid that they have waited too long, so I went out to find them."

I looked at Zhuge Qingming suspiciously, and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean?"

He turned his head and glanced, and the coffin bearers behind him looked at me again, and said in a deep voice: "I think we, the coffin bearers, finally gathered so many people, and we need to do something today to ensure that the coffin bearers are carried away. The profession of coffin maker can be passed on.”

"Yes!" A middle-aged man in his forties came out, "I think what Patriarch Zhuge said makes sense. The rise and fall of an industry lies in the thoughts of the decision-makers. Today, as long as Palace Master Chen says a word , all of us coffin bearers dare not refuse."

"I agree. The coffin bearers in our south have been like a piece of loose sand for nearly a hundred years. There are no rules at all. The rules set by each place are different. There are even many fake immortals who come out to make trouble. The chaos has been too long. , I hope this time it can completely calm this down." Another middle-aged man came out.

"Palace Master Chen, I hope you can consider our suggestion." An old man came out.

Listening to what they said, I vaguely understood Zhuge Qingming's plan. He planned to use this incident to gain prestige for me.

At this moment, Zhuge Qingming turned his head, looked at the coffin bearers, and said slowly: "Maybe some people don't know me, here, let me introduce myself first, I am from one of the five great families of coffin bearers." The Patriarch of the Zhuge family, Zhuge Qingming, just a few hours ago, I have already indicated to Chen Jiu and Palace Master Chen that our Zhuge family is willing to follow behind Palace Master Chen and serve as a saddle for the entire coffin-carrying industry."

As soon as Zhuge Qingming's words came out, many coffin bearers looked at me, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

"I am a disciple of the Great Elder of the Guangdong Eight Immortals Palace, Han Qiu. Before his death, the Great Elder begged Chen Jiu to take over the position of our Guangdong Eight Immortals Palace's master." Han Qiu also stood up.

"I..." Huang Hao also stood up.

Before he could finish speaking, Zhuge Qingming gave him a wink.

Seeing Zhuge Qingming's eyes, Huang Hao hastily stepped back a few steps and stopped talking.

Zhuge Qingming coughed softly, raised his hand and pointed to the side. The place he pointed happened to be Yuan Qingtian's body. Immediately afterwards, he heard him say: "Everyone, please look over there, under the leadership of Palace Master Chen , we have pulled out the cancer of the Yuan family from the coffin-bearer business."

I was taken aback, Yuan Zhenghua, the patriarch of the Yuan family, was not dead yet, and was about to speak, when Joyce grabbed my arm, shook her head at me, and said in a low voice, "Jiuye, this time you listen to Zhuge Qingming He is wholeheartedly for your own good and will not harm you."

I glanced at her, then at Zhuge Qingming, but in the end I still didn't speak.

When Joyce saw my expression, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly, "Master Jiu, in this world, how many people can be truly open and how many people can be truly independent, I know you want to do well." A job, but nothing is absolute, I hope Master Jiu weighs the importance."

(End of this chapter)