My master is invincible

Chapter 64

I put down the busy work in my hand, I asked Yang Yan to help me earlier, this guy made a bet with me, now I am looking for his coffin and using such illusory things as face to prevaricate.

I walked towards Yang Yan and asked, "Doctor Yang, are you afraid that I will lose the bet? Or do you not want Wang Jie to come back to life?"

I deliberately sucked him into the Eight Immortals, because in our line of work, sometimes we lift heavy things, and it is easy to fall, slip, and so on. There is a doctor by our side who can give us timely rescue. There used to be a doctor in our village. The Eight Immortals broke their feet while carrying the coffin, and they were not rescued in time. Now they are crippled and walk with a limp. If there is Yang Yan, we can avoid this kind of disability.

"Little brat used aggressive tactics against me, you're still young!" Yang Yan gave me a disdainful look, was silent for a while, and said slowly: "However, there is some truth in what you said, and today I will act as a coffin-carrier." Carpenter!"

What he said was to find a way for him to step down. I smiled and didn't say anything, so I asked him to stand with Gao Lao and the others. Gao Lao and the others would tell him about the coffin lifting.

Seeing the newcomer joining, Gao Lao was in a particularly good mood, he put his arm around Yang Yan's shoulder, and chattered to him about what he needed to carry the coffin.

Seeing all this, I smiled with satisfaction and walked into the main room, prepared some odds and ends, and then put them in a yellow paper sack and handed it to Joyce for her to carry it when the funeral was held. these things.

She said yes without saying anything, and followed me out of the main room. I glanced at Mr. Gao and the others. Most of their clothes were of a lighter color. There is no taboo for living burials. However, he is very particular about how the Eight Immortals dress. They must be all black, from head to toe, even if they have white hair, they have to be dyed black.

The reason for doing this is that one is afraid of offending, and the other is to use "blackness" to hide from God, that is, to bury the living secretly and borrow anger from nature.

As for the reason, I can only say that it is custom. Some things cannot be explained. The old ancestor must have his reasons for saying this. If you really want to challenge the custom, it is a joke with life. I only have one life, and I can’t afford it. , everything has to be done according to custom.

I said to Gao Lao and the others: "Take off the clothes on your body. You are all black, and you can't show a little white. Even the underwear must be black."

They were silent for a while, and then Yang Yan spoke up. He said, "Can you keep the white underwear?"

As soon as he said this, I suppressed a smile. Gao Lao and the others don't have my inner strength, so I laughed loudly, and the way I looked at Yang Yan changed a little. Gentlemen, they actually wear white underwear.

"No, it has to be black." I said solemnly, he smiled awkwardly, nodded slightly, and didn't speak.

Afterwards, I told the owner about the black clothes. He searched the house and found three sets, and then he went to the village to borrow them. Since there were only three families in the village, there were only eight sets. The Eight Immortals had all the clothes. Joyce and I didn’t have it. I had no choice but to use ink to dye my and Joyce’s clothes black.

After finishing the clothes, some of the Eight Immortals had gray hair, and they also dyed them black with ink. In the end, their exposed faces and hands were exposed. Fortunately, there is a family in Wangzhuang who loves calligraphy, and there is enough ink in the house, otherwise, Only the bottom of the pot is used.

When we dyed our bodies black, although it looked very funny, no one laughed. We all knew that the coffin was difficult to carry, otherwise we wouldn't have caused so many troubles.

Live burials are different from ordinary funerals. Firecrackers, gongs, and mourning are not allowed during the funeral. I was afraid that the host’s family would cry when they saw their daughter buried alive, so I asked the host and his wife to stay in the funeral room. Home, don't go to the mountains.

They nodded and gave each of us a red envelope and a pack of cigarettes without saying anything. Then they knelt down in front of me, sobbing silently. I understood what they meant and gave them a comforting look.

Afterwards, we tied the blackened dragon frame to the coffin, Gao Lao took Yang Yan to lift the head, and the rest of the Eight Immortals stood according to their respective positions. , the complexion is a bit heavy.

I gave the Eight Immortals a questioning look, meaning are you ready?They nodded, meaning they were ready.

I am more at ease with Gao Lao and the others, they have carried a lot of coffins, but I am really worried about Yang Yan, so I looked at him, his arm on Gao Lao's shoulder was trembling, it must be the first time, I was nervous Caused by it, I hope nothing will go wrong later.The work of carrying a coffin seems very simple to outsiders. If you have never carried it before, you will never know the way of it. It not only requires strength, but also a strong psychological quality.

I looked at Joyce again. She was completely dyed black, and she was holding a large bag, two wooden stools, and a flashlight in her hand. She stood aside with a solemn expression. He nodded with a smile, saying it was okay.

Seeing that they were all ready, I let out a breath. Whether Wang Jie is dead or alive depends on whether the coffin can be buried smoothly. As long as the coffin is buried smoothly, there should be a chance. Its vitality is the most exuberant.

Of course, there is another reason. According to the legend, every day after Yinshi on each road, there will be a ghost to clean the road, that is, to sweep away the footprints of ghosts and living people, so that the road becomes "spotless". Commonly known as Dust Road.

We should send the coffin up the mountain while that road is a dusty road. In this way, the chances of life will be more vigorous. If someone walks on that road and happens to meet the coffin before we carry the coffin, the two will conflict .Either it will rush to the dead, and the living will crush the dead, causing the dead to find no peace, or they will be rushed by the dead, and the dead will crush the living, causing physical problems for the living.

I carried the coffin out so early, because I was afraid that someone would step on that road later, and if something happened, it would be our responsibility.

However, this living burial is regarded as a great evil, and the evil spirit of ordinary funerals is much heavier, unless the other party is a rich and powerful person with noble body protection, otherwise, the person who encounters the coffin will at least encounter some strange things, If you don't do it well, you will die.

I cleared my throat and looked into the distance. There was some light in the sky just now. There were no people on the road, not even poultry and six animals. My heart relaxed, and I shouted out of the hall with a loud voice: "This deity is the Supreme Master!" Laojun's 890th third-generation disciple, Chen Jiushiye, Aozi Village, Dongxing Town, sent Wang Zhuang and Wang Jie to be buried under the order of his master. Will fall out of my wits."

These words are slogans, and the previous words are all made up, meaning to calm down the ghosts who have not yet left, and let them get out of the way quickly. In our country, these words are called slogans.

(End of this chapter)