The man's eyes are very strange, and staring at you makes your heart flutter. Ma Chengfeng wanted to check, but in the blink of an eye, the man had disappeared. He rubbed his eyes and asked Hu Xiaoli if he saw the person just now, but Hu Xiaoli said he didn't see it.

Rich is good, the shopkeeper of the coffin shop worships him as the God of Wealth, Ma Chengfeng entered the door and asked directly, the most expensive and best coffin in your coffin shop will be taken out for me, and the phoenix pattern will be prepared, and I will prepare a Dhara Sutra quilt for me.

Now it's not like a feudal society, only the royal relatives can use dragons and phoenixes. The woman's coffin is a phoenix, and the man uses a dragon pattern, which is all exquisite, but it can't be reversed. As soon as the owner of the coffin shop heard that he wanted a phoenix pattern, he immediately led Ma Chengfeng to the warehouse, and there was really a good product in the warehouse, which was a gloomy wooden coffin that had just been transported from Bashu a few days ago. Ma Chengfeng fell in love at a glance, and he didn't ask how much it was, he just threw 10,000 yuan.

The shopkeeper was in tears, I have never seen so much money in my life! Immediately load the coffin into the car and send Ma Chengfeng and Hu Xiaoli home. When I entered the tunzi, it happened to be six o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was westward.

The small courtyard of the Ma family is full of paper people and paper cows used for white affairs, and the mourning hall has also been erected, and the placements inside are all arranged in accordance with the real white affairs etiquette. Even the grandmother's posthumous photo was hung up.

"Yo, your kid is really developed now, the best Bashu gloomy wood? Yes, it's just right for women. Huang Zhashi smiled. The other four coffin bearers quickly reached out and touched the gloomy wood, which is said to be the best place to store corpses.

He said: "Before my grandmother left, I was the most depressed time in my life, and I didn't have the money to honor her old man at that time, but now I have the opportunity to make up for it, and I naturally won't let my grandmother be wronged again." ”

"Good boy, you have this heart, and your grandmother should be relieved that she has a spirit in heaven. Ouch, if my old boy can sleep in a gloomy wooden coffin once after death, it will be enough for this life! Huang Zhazhi sighed, he has no children and no daughters in his life, let alone sleeping in a gloomy wooden coffin, I am afraid that after death, there will not even be a person to cry for himself.

"Don't worry, if there is such a day...... I'll pay for it, and I'll buy it for you as much as I want, and if not, I'll personally go to Bashu and ship it back for you...... Phew! What are you talking about, it's really unlucky, how old are you? If you have such a good old heart, you will definitely live a long life. Ma Chengfeng suddenly felt that Huang Zha Paper was very pitiful. He has been doing this craft all his life, and the people he sent away must have one or two thousand, within a radius of 100 miles, and every household reads the good of yellow paper. But if that day comes, who will be willing to collect his body? In the end, you have to go on the road alone, maybe this is the most desolate thing in the world.

"I'm relieved to have your kid's words, remember what you promised me!" Huang Zhaji raised his neck and took a sip of wine, looking satisfied. "Okay brother, knock it when it's time to knock it up, sing it when it's time to sing it! Let the old lady go in the scenery. ”

Don't look at these coffin bearers who usually only carry coffins, but people are not overwhelmed, and they do this business, even if they are coffin bearers, they will blow suona. Because sometimes you wear multiple hats, the owner of the family also has to give you more red envelopes.

Ma Chengfeng hurriedly instructed Hu Xiaoli to wrap a big red envelope of 100 yuan for each of them, and then prepare a meal, according to the normal flow of white things, after blowing the suona, Huang Zha paper should recite the Sutra of the Past Life. Then cover the coffin, and put four nails on the coffin, but three of them cannot be nailed to death, only seven minutes deep, and the last coffin nail will be nailed down by the eldest son and grandson himself when he is buried, and he will die with a hammer. Five coffin nails, which also have the meaning of "three long and two short".

Ma Chengfeng put the long gown left by his grandmother in the coffin neatly, and then wrote his grandmother's production eight characters on the back of the paper cow according to Huang Zha Paper's instructions. Huang Tie paper wants to open the light to the paper cow according to the process, which is nothing more than those clichés. "Open your eyes, brighten your eyes, open your mouth, eat cattle and sheep......"

All of these processes are no different from actually doing a white thing. Outside the courtyard, the villagers probed their heads and looked around, pointing and pointing one by one but discussing in private, thinking that Ma Chengfeng was developed, and this was to move his grandmother's grave.

"When the auspicious time comes, the filial son and grandson kneel...... Filial sons and grandsons cry...... Fall Funeral Basin...... Spirit! Huang Zhaji commanded in an orderly manner according to the cliché. Finally, cover the grandmother's clothes with a dhara quilt, nail the coffin, drop the mourning basin, and raise the spirit!

The four coffin bearers lifted the coffin head and walked out of the small courtyard towards the east, Ma Chengfeng walked in front of them with the statue of his grandmother and the spirit head, and behind him was Huang Zha Paper, Huang Zha Paper was chanting auspicious words in his mouth, and throwing paper money into the sky.

"Fox, you can't follow today, it's unlucky for you to follow Bai Shi, and if you really meet that guy, he will be the first to catch you, smoke your demon bones, and pick your demon tendons." Huang Zhazhi said as he walked, and said to Hu Xiaoxi, who was still naughty beside him.

"Mom...... So scary? Why do you want to pick other people's demon tendons? People are good foxes! But if I don't go, what will Cheng Feng do if he encounters danger? Hu Xiaoxi still habitually held Ma Chengfeng's arm at this time, and was unwilling to let go.

"Little fox, you just listen to your seniors, yes, wait for me to come back at home. All by Destiny! It's mine, I can't hide from it! Hu Xiaoci no longer insisted, so he had to pouting and drooping his head back.

On the way, Ma Chengfeng asked, aren't you just doing white things? Can this find my grandmother's body?

Huang told him that he had his own means. Let's carry this coffin around the mountains within a radius of dozens of miles, until the coffin lands on the shoulders of the coffin bearer, and your grandmother's body will definitely be found near there.

In addition to these four coffin bearers, Huang Zha Paper also hired a few people to help carry the paper boy boy and woman and the paper cow, especially the paper cow, he said that whether you can find your grandmother's body depends on the paper cow to lead the way. Therefore, if there is any difference with the real white thing, it is that the paper cow has to walk in front of the coffin, which is also called the guide cow. It was not the one who led the dead to the Huangquan Road, but the cow that led the deceased's family to find the deceased's body.

Seeing that the sun was still setting, the wilderness was silent, and the funeral procession walked aimlessly in circles among the mountains, and no one dared to say much. At the end, several coffin bearers were sweating profusely on their tired heads.

"Brothers, hold on, let the master wrap a big red envelope for you in a while." Huang Zha paper cheered them up and said.

The more Ma Chengfeng listened, the more surprised he became, this is obviously an empty coffin? There was only one robe in it, and the gloomy wood was valuable firstly because it was not suitable for moths, and secondly because it was light. Four sturdy men, carrying a gloomy wooden empty coffin, can they still be tired? Then they really won't have to do it anymore.

(End of chapter)