Chapter 300: The Colorful Coffin (137)
Then Li Jiangang saw that I was stunned, pulled me, and asked, "Palace master, it's almost time to go to the funeral, what are you doing here?" ā
I turned my head to glance at him and whispered, "It's nothing, a funeral has been going on for so long, it's just a little feeling." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
He smiled, "The palace master doesn't know, about three years ago, I experienced a funeral, before and after adding up to almost three months, the corpses stinked in the coffin, and even those maggots crawled out, and in the end, it wasn't some of the eight immortals of our Eight Immortals Palace who carried them up the mountain." ā
I glanced at him in amazement, a funeral for three months? This is a bit of a boast! I had the longest funeral I've ever done, and I guess this was the funeral, so I asked him, "Did that funeral do anything wrong?" ā
He sighed, "It's not an accident! It's just that there are some problems with the deceased, by the way, don't talk about this, how unlucky! ā
I hummed, didn't ask, took out my mobile phone and looked at the time, there were only ten minutes before the auspicious time of the funeral, so I arranged for the eight immortals to stand back to their positions, and let the seven boys stand on the edge of the colorful coffin, I was worried that these boys would not be able to walk that far, so I told them, when I was tired, tell me that you can rest.
Among the seven boys, the oldest is estimated to be thirteen or fourteen years old, and the youngest is also ten years old.
"Well, okay, brother!" The eldest of the seven boys said to me.
I asked him what his name was, and he said his name was Zhu Can, and he happened to be in the second year of junior high school this year.
Later, I asked about the situation of the seven boys, who were roughly the same as Zhu Can, and the youngest was also in the fourth grade of primary school.
Asked about the situation of the seven boys, the time was almost up, I put a robe on my body, this robe is the kind worn by ordinary Taoist priests, the green shirt with blue edges, and took the Bang Shan prepared by Lang Gao in advance and tied it to his left arm, and then hung the Fire Dragon Pure Yang Sword on his waist, and finally took the spirit flag.
At first glance, not to mention, there is a bit of a Taoist feeling.
But, as the Eight Immortals, I don't like to wear Taoist robes very much, and I don't like to give people a feeling of Taoist priests, mainly because our Eight Immortals are different from Taoist priests.
Of course, this is a personal feeling, and it does not represent all of our eight immortals, take Li Jiangang as an example, he especially wants to wear a Taoist robe, and if he says yes, wearing a Taoist robe makes him feel like a metaphysical person.
I'm also drunk on what he said, what can I say?
It can only be said that everyone's pursuit is different.
After I finished everything I had done, the Eight Immortals were already standing on the edge of the colorful coffin and ready to go, the suona maker had already begun to try to blow the suona, the funeral personnel were all following behind the suona maker, the four laborers pulling the rickshaw were standing at the end, and the pair of grandsons and granddaughters of the deceased were carried by a middle-aged man from Shanghe Village and followed the eight immortals.
Seeing this, I coughed lightly, and the originally noisy scene instantly quieted down.
I swept over them one by one and asked, "Are you all ready?" ā
"That's it!" The Eight Immortals said in unison.
"That's it!" The suona craftsmen said in unison.
"Alright!" The voices of those who were at the funeral were a little uneven.
Listening to this voice, I didn't speak, and walked towards the multicolored coffin with the spirit flag.
Walking to the front, I first used the fire dragon Pure Yang Sword to dance the first layer of the "Pure Yang Sword Technique" in front of the colorful coffin, because the first layer is relatively simple, plus I often practice this kind of swordsmanship, in less than three minutes, the whole set of swordsmanship has been danced.
I don't know if it's useful, but I know that when I took back the Fire Dragon Pure Yang Sword, a streamer flashed on the edge of the colorful coffin, which looked wrinkled and shining in the sunlight, and it was very beautiful, especially the peace charms attached to the side of the coffin, which were faintly flooded.
Seeing this, my face was overjoyed, when Han Jingui taught me the "Pure Yang Sword Technique", it was said that this "Pure Yang Sword Technique" had a strong effect on the funeral, I didn't believe it at the time, just waved a few times the fire dragon Pure Yang Sword, what effect could it have.
Now, I am completely convinced, this "Pure Yang Sword Technique" is indeed a good thing.
After dancing "Pure Yang Swordsmanship", I took the spirit flag and threw it towards the colorful coffin, burned some yellow paper and candles, and finally asked all the people participating in the funeral to bend over the colorful coffin.
They are all rural people, so they naturally know the doorway here, so they bent down towards the colorful coffin according to my request.
Do all this, and You Tianming will blow the first suona.
I only heard a beep, completely breaking the silence, and then, dozens of suona craftsmen blew the suona in unison, and the villagers who were responsible for setting off firecrackers lit a roll of firecrackers, and a crackling firecracker sounded, and the scene was really lively.
As the two voices sounded, I shook the Taoist robe on my body, held the spirit flag in one hand, grabbed a handful of rice in the other hand and scattered it towards the colorful coffin, looked straight ahead, and said in a deep voice: "The seeds fall into the soil for ten thousand years, the descendants inside and outside make a fortune, one kind of soil is harvested, the descendants inside and outside are rich and rich to cover Asia, the seeds fall into the soil and send out the four seasons, the children and grandchildren inside and outside are rich and rich, the seeds are sown and sown and sown, and the beggars and grandchildren go to make a big profit, and everyone is rich and rich Bangkok Chen Bichen." ā
After reading these words, I left two seeds, walked towards the grandson and granddaughter of the deceased, and then stuffed the seeds in their pockets, this is called filial piety, to put it bluntly, I hope that the deceased will have a descendant to pass on the ancestry, these two seeds are placed on the deceased's grandson and granddaughter to mean that they grow up safely.
With this in mind, I returned to the coffin and shouted in a loud voice, "Rise up Lingle! ā
After shouting this, the suona sound played louder, and the colorful coffin was slowly lifted, I turned my head and glanced at it, and found that the faces of the eight immortals were quite relaxed, presumably the colorful coffin was not heavy.
Seeing this, I breathed a sigh of relief, I had been worried about the coffin before, but now that the coffin is fine, everyone is naturally happy.
In this way, I led the way in front, Li Jiangang and they carried the colorful coffin behind them, and the sound of suona was endless all the way, and wherever there was a house, a firecracker would be put off.
To be honest, the coffin was carried smoothly, it was calm for a few days, and we didn't encounter anything strange on the way, which made us gradually relax our vigilance, but what I didn't expect was that when we were still twenty kilometers away from Qiping Town, we planned to spend the night in the mountains, and carry the coffin to the tomb before noon tomorrow, but something strange happened in this night. (To be continued.) )