Yin Changsheng

Chapter 15 The Coffin of Black and Gold Blending

When I was a child, I thought that dragons were the most sacred thing in this world, and also the most terrifying thing in this world, but now Jiang Li told me that there is actually something more terrifying than dragons under this seemingly inconspicuous ditch. This has taken my curiosity to a new level.

Jiang Li didn't tell me more, but squatted down to smooth the mud and sand in front of him, then broke a wooden branch from the side and handed it to me, and said to me: "I will ask the gods to attach to you in a while, you Don't be afraid, just follow the directions."

I said oh, Jiang Li pulled my hand over, the wooden branch just placed in the middle of the level sand, and then pointed to: "Disciple Jiang Li, I respectfully invite Patriarch Baiyun to descend, and I honor the Supreme Lord Hurry like a law."

After I finished reading, I slapped the back of my head, and I suddenly fell into a dazed state. After a while, my hand moved by itself, drawing some weird patterns on the sand in front of me.

This process took less than half a minute. After half a minute, Jiang Li removed my hand from the sand, and I regained my composure and asked, "Master, what is this?"

Jiang Li said: "The Taoist system is divided into five types, namely mountains, medicine, life, fortune, and divination. This is the 'Fushi technique' in divination, which can be used to predict directions and read the secrets of heaven."

Later I learned that the Baiyun Patriarch that Jiang Li spoke of was Chen Tuan, one of the Patriarchs of the Mai Yi Sect. His "Mai Yi Shen Xiang" recorded the most precise divination in Taoism, and had a very high status in Taoist ancient books.

After Jiang Li finished explaining to me, he began to interpret the strange patterns I drew on the sand table. After watching for about 5 minutes, Jiang Li's face suddenly changed, and he stood up suddenly and looked at me.

Seeing that his expression changed too quickly, I immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Li paused for a few seconds and then said to me: "You go back and call your father, let's go to see your grandfather's grave together, I still have some things to deal with here, remember that no matter what happens to your grandfather's grave, you must Don't make it public, and don't let people other than your family know."

Jiang Li has never been so serious before, and I don't know what Jiang Li can see from these lines, but I know the seriousness of the matter, so I got up and went back immediately.

Jiang Li walked up this ditch. I walked home quickly, and when I saw my father, I told him what Jiang Li had said. After listening to my words, my father only smiled wryly. So many things had already exhausted him physically and mentally. He said to me: "Baby, you go with your master, don't worry about these things, no matter what the result is, we will bear it, dad is old, there are some things I don't want to know, what should happen Everything is fate, as long as you leave, Dad has nothing to worry about."

My father has become so decadent that he doesn't even want to care about what happens. I don't know how to persuade my father.

But at this time grandma said: "How old are you? You still have a lot of good days to live. You have to drive Xiao Wazi away. It's very chaotic outside. God knows that after you drive him away, his master won't let you go." Will look after him again."

Grandma opened her mouth, and then my father picked up the hoe next to him dejectedly, and took me to grandpa's cemetery.

Grandpa was buried not long ago, and the soil on the grave was still not dry. Dad kowtowed a few times in front of grandpa's grave, lit a stick of incense, and asked me to kneel in front of grandpa's grave.

Kneeling down, the stepfather said: "Just open your eyes and see what this family has become. If you know anything about it, please let this matter settle down. Xiao Wazi is still young and cannot stand such a torment."

After kowtowing, I am going to dig my grandfather's grave with my father.

But my father pushed me away and said: "This is your grandfather's grave. Your descendants will be punished by God for digging his grave. Stand by the side and come."

After finishing speaking, Dad waved his hoe and began to dig the grave.

Because it was new mud, the tomb was dug up without much effort.

The tomb was dug up to reveal the coffin inside, but the moment he saw the coffin, his father's knees gave way, and he knelt down in front of the grave, crying with his head in his arms.

I paced forward and was shocked when I saw Grandpa's coffin.

There is a custom in the countryside that for those who die at the age of 60 or above, even if it is a happy funeral, the coffin and shroud must be red. For those who died under the age of [-], the coffin and shroud should be black.

When Grandpa was buried, the coffin was clearly red, but now it has become a black and gold coffin, with many gold threads engraved on the black coffin.

The golden thread was bent and wrapped around the entire coffin, and it was full of words that I couldn't understand.

But in the middle of the lid of the coffin, I recognized the two large gold characters.

King Wu!

I didn't understand the meaning of these two words, so I went and squatted in front of my father, imitating Jiang Li, touching my father's shoulder and saying, "Master said, nothing will happen to our family."

Dad raised his head and stared at me with tears in his eyes, then got up and used the shovel to pry the coffin lid.

The coffin should have been sealed with willow nails, but the lid of this black gold coffin was only ajar, not sealed, and my father lifted the coffin without much effort.

When the coffin was opened, there was a foul smell coming from inside. My father and I covered our noses and squinted to look inside the coffin.

Inside the coffin, Grandpa's body lay peacefully, but it didn't rot, but Grandpa's body had shriveled up, looking haggard, without any moisture.

What Grandpa is wearing is not a shroud either.

It's the Taoist robe similar to Jiang Li's, which looks more luxurious than Jiang Li's Taoist robe.

Wearing a Taoist crown and a Taoist robe, Grandpa holds a big seal in his left hand and a magic sword made of copper coins in his right hand.

Jiang Li also has this dharma sword.

Jiang Li told me before that Dharma swords and Taoist robes are also divided into grades. The one made of 36 copper coins is called Tiangang Sword, the one made of 49 copper coins is called Qixing Sword, and the one made of 72 Dharma swords is called Disha Sword. The highest specification is Made of 81 pieces, it is called Qiankun Fajian.

Father was stunned when he saw Grandpa's body in the coffin, and muttered, "Who put this on?"

"Father, it's so hot inside the coffin." You can feel it when you lean close to the coffin. The temperature inside the coffin is much higher than the outside. It's not stuffy, but it feels like a fire is lit inside the coffin.

After hearing what I said, Dad stretched out his hand and turned Grandpa's body over.

The scene under the grandfather's body made us all panic.

The back of the coffin is not flat, but has a funnel-like groove. The heat came from under the coffin, which dried Grandpa's body, and the corpse oil on Grandpa's body leaked down the coffin.

"Damn it, who made it!" Although the matter between grandpa and mother made my father extremely dissatisfied with grandpa, but the person lying in this coffin was the person who gave birth to and raised my father. Tortured, father is naturally furious.

Dad's voice was very loud, so I immediately stopped him and said, "Master said, no matter what you see, don't make it public, and don't let others know."

Dad gritted his teeth and put the grandfather's body back in place, then picked up the seal and sword in his hand.

Just when we picked up these two things and we were about to put the coffin back on again, Grandpa suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his dry hand and grabbed my father, pulling him so that he couldn't straighten up.

I was so frightened that I tried to pull Grandpa's hand away, but Grandpa said at this moment: "Kill my son."

After saying this, Grandpa let go of his hand and closed his eyes.

Dad was dazed for a long time before calling me to close the coffin together, refill the soil and walk back with the magic sword and seal.

Halfway through the road, I met Grandpa Yao who was oncoming. Grandpa Yao saw me and my father, and saw that we were carrying hoes. The direction of our return was also the direction of the cemetery, so he stopped and asked my father: "Where are you going?" What are you doing? What are you holding in your hand?"

Father didn't know why, but he looked very calm at the moment, he smiled and said: "There is nothing, it belongs to his master Chen Xiao, let's go to the mountain to have a look."

Grandpa Yao obviously didn't believe it, so he looked us up and down for a while, guessed something, and said sharply to my father: "Little beast, your father did something wrong, but he is dead, don't do ridiculous things, After all, that's your father, if I let Lao Tzu know that you went to dig his grave, I'll beat you so hard."

Dad smiled and agreed that he would not.

Only then did Grandpa Yao let us go and went up the mountain alone.

Jiang Li went back before us. As soon as we entered the room, he saw something in his father's hand, stood up and asked, "What did you see?"

Father told Jiang Li about Grandpa's condition in the grandfather's tomb, and then gave Jiang Li the seal and sword and said, "I don't know who put this thing in his coffin, Master Jiang, let's see what's going on. "

Jiang Li took the dharma sword and dharma seal, looked at them for a while and said, "This is originally what belonged to Grandpa Chen Xiao."

How could my grandpa have these things?

But before we could understand, Jiang Li turned to ask grandma again: "Old man, do you have something to hide from me? It's about Chen Xiao's grandfather."

(End of this chapter)