For five days in a row, I squatted at the door of Lao Xiucai, and Lao Xiucai didn't open the door until the morning of the sixth day, I quickly got up and walked in, knelt down without saying anything, and said something from my heart, I used to look down on Lao Xiucai, but he saved my life, this kneeling, it should be.

Lao Xiucai helped me up, glanced at me, and said, "Jiu Yanzi, I can't ask for this wine, if you want it, it will break Yangshou, if you really want to thank the old man, lend me that jute paper to take a look." ”

Not to mention borrowing him to take a look, it is to borrow him to study for a year, as long as he speaks, I will not hesitate to give it to him, I immediately took out the jute paper and handed it to Lao Xiucai.

Lao Xiucai took the jute paper, glanced at it for a while, his face changed, and he handed it to me again, saying: "Jiu Yanzi, it is your blessing that you get this thing, you must make good use of this thing in the future, don't let the funeral be full of copper smell!" ”

Hearing this, I looked at Lao Xiucai in disbelief, is this still the lazy man I know? It took me several years to get to know some Hanli characters, and I can only roughly guess that the things recorded on this jute paper are about funerals, but Lao Xiucai only glanced at them for a while, and he actually knew that the jute paper recorded things about funerals, and his tone was not like speculation, but very sure.

"You—" I couldn't believe my guess, "you... Can you read this? ”

"What's up? Underestimate the old man? Lao Xiucai laughed and said: "The old man is a Xiucai in the Xuantong period, if it weren't for the early death of the Qing Dynasty, the old man would have no effort to lift someone, if he was lucky, the champion was not without this possibility, like this kind of Han Lizi, of course, it would not be difficult for the old man." ”

Saying that, Lao Xiucai glanced at me again and said: "The funeral is angry, angry is the qi of the one-yuan operation, in the sky is the six voids in the circulation, and in the earth there are all things, the sky is not this is the gas is not in the capital, and the earth is not the same as loading, so it is majestic and magnificent, through the quality of the Hui, everywhere, and all the time is lucky, the bones of the parents, for the capital of the children and grandchildren, the body of the children and grandchildren, the branches of the parents, one gas corresponding, from the original and roughly." ”

Lao Xiucai's words come from the beginning of the Liuding Liujia Funeral Sutra, which is about qi, and this qi is the Wuji Qi of Taoism, and the six voids refer to the direction, up, down, east, south, west, and north Six positions, also known as the six, as long as this Wuji Qi penetrates the tomb collection, future generations can be pressed with good luck.

Like the supreme Taoist "Tao Te Ching", it also pays attention to qi, between heaven and earth, one qi, this qi refers to Wuji, that is, commonly known as the qi of one yuan, one yuan gives birth to two yi, two yi gives birth to four elephants, four elephants give birth to gossip, the things left by the ancestors, most of them have something in common, nothing more than qi, and Buddhism pays attention to nothing, the world, the Buddha country of the ten directions, innate, do not know the origin, so there is no beginning and no end, it may be introduced from the outside of the Chinese land, slightly different in theory, not expressed for the time being.

"You are a man of God!" I was so shocked by Lao Xiucai that I didn't know what to say, so I could only hold back such a sentence.

Lao Xiucai nodded with satisfaction, and enjoyed my praise very much, saying that I was a teachable son, and I was not a little better than my father, and while he was happy, I quickly stuffed him with a pack of cigarettes and asked him to translate the content on the jute paper for me, but he did not refuse.

The two of us stayed in the room for a whole day, and only then did we translate the whole text, about 3,000 words, and in the next ten years of carrying the coffin, I don't know how many times these 3,000 words saved me, and it can even be said that without these 3,000 words, my grave would have been covered with wild grass, and these 3,000 words are really a thousand words to me.

When it was near dusk, I was about to leave, but Lao Xiu stopped me and said, "Nine men, tonight is the first seven of that woman, you must go to the cemetery for the night, only after passing this level, can you completely adapt to the work of the coffin bearer." ”

I asked him why, and he said no, because if he said it, it wouldn't work, but asked me to bring some candle ingots and keep a night at the grave.

To be honest, I have an inexplicable fear of the cemetery, and I can't say what it is, but I think that some strange things will definitely happen there, but since Lao Xiucai said this, I have to listen to his orders, and I am convinced of his words.

Immediately said goodbye to Lao Xiucai, stuffed him with a hundred yuan, and told him that this was my private money, not the money earned by carrying the coffin, so he accepted it, until this time, I vaguely knew why Lao Xiucai refused to accept the liquor, he was afraid of the woman's revenge, after all, he was the one who came up with the idea.

When I returned home, I hurriedly picked up a few mouthfuls of food and told my father that he was going to the cemetery for the night to spend the night, but my father was not worried about me alone and wanted to give me a companion, but I refused. I almost quarreled with my father because of this, and finally I moved out Lao Xiucai's words, and after adding fuel and vinegar, he reluctantly agreed to let me go alone.

When I came to the cemetery, it was about ten o'clock in the evening, I first burned some yellow paper in each grave in the cemetery, inserted three pillars of incense, and then burned seven or eight catties of yellow paper in front of the woman's grave, and burned all the candle ingots to her, and kept muttering: "The boy is young and ignorant, please forgive me for any offense." ”

It's strange to say, it's not strange to burn yellow paper in front, and when it comes to the time, I don't know what's going on, the yellow paper can't be lit, even the candle that burned before is extinguished, the fragrance is even stranger, obviously lit at the same time, but the degree of burning is completely inconsistent, and the long one is one inch higher than the short one.

In desperation, I took out my lighter and lit those things again, but those things seemed to be against me, just lit, and after a few seconds they went out, and I was a little scared.

At this moment, there was an eerie shout from behind me, nine people, nine people, my scalp was numb, goosebumps all over my body came out, I took a deep breath, forced my composure, and slowly turned my head to see what was going on.

There was no one behind it, no ghosts, nothing at all, there was just endless darkness, black like a giant hole, as if it was going to swallow the whole sky, I was stunned in my heart, there was moonlight before, why is it so dark now?

I hurriedly slid the lighter a few times, once, twice, three times, and several times in a row, but the lighter did not even have a trace of sparks, and the whole cemetery was empty and echoed with the sound of lighters' 'snorting' and rapid breathing.

"Nine Sons, Nine Sons." The eerie voice came again, and this time, before it could land, I turned my head, still the same as before, nothing. However, this time I had a very strange feeling, I always felt that something was staring at me in the dark, and my heart was hairy, and cold sweat broke out on my back.