Everyone hurriedly followed, but they couldn't delay the burial in time, and no one dared to say much, so they could only join the funeral procession and follow Park Laofu step by step to the grave of the deceased. But look left and right, where is there any feng shui treasure? There is not even a hill, and the funeral procession has been walking along the banks of the filter river, and the more they go, the flatter the terrain becomes.

Feng Shui Feng Shui, pay attention to the wind and water, back to the ridge looking down on the mountains and rivers, this is the simplest Feng Shui theory, even ordinary people know. Since he is a descendant of thieves, how can Dong Sanli's own brother not know this truth? Seeing that Pu Laofu led the funeral procession to the edge of a small ferry on the bank of the filter river.

There is a small boat tied in front of the ferry, the boat is not big, it can barely fit this red coffin, the boat is a little special, it is pasted with a paper shell, the bottom may be brushed with a layer of waterproof paint, the river water is not soaked for a while, but it must not go too far. At that time, people's ideas were not so avant-garde, and it was impossible to accept water burials, of course, the water burials mentioned here were still prevalent in the coastal areas of our country in previous dynasties. Generally, there will be flammable things on the boat, lift the coffin up, light the boat, reach out and push, let the boat carry the dead down the river, and when the boat burns out, that is the place where the dead return. However, it is clear that this form of water burial in Ren Zecun is different from that of ancient coastal areas, and there is no combustible material on the ship, and it is purely allowed to float on the water.

"It's so pitiful, just floated away, didn't you humans settle in the ground?" Hu Xiaoli asked.

"Shhhh Don't talk too much, follow the locals, let's wait! Ma Chengfeng hugged her over and motioned for her to shut up.

The green tendons on the door of the four coffin bearers swelled, and it seemed that the corpse in the coffin must be a fat man. The small village is not very exquisite, like the rich and noble, they are willing to spend money to carry it by eight people, or hire sixteen coffin bearers.

Of course, what can the fishermen of this small fishing village have, at most, how many years she was born, how old she was, how many children she gave birth to, and how many children she gave birth to, and worked diligently and conscientiously for the family all her life. After hearing this, the children knelt down and wept to say goodbye to their mother.

Park Lao Fu read the Korean language in his mouth, and they couldn't understand it, but after reading it, none of his relatives and friends knelt down and cried for mourning, and people were expressionless, as if they wanted to send her away quickly. Ma Chengfeng understood that the dead woman was not married, and the unmarried woman could not have a spiritual tablet, and according to traditional customs, such a woman could not be reincarnated. If it is in some areas in the south, it will be matched with a yin marriage, and which single ghost will be married to enter someone's ancestral grave! No wonder not buried!

The shoulders of the four coffin bearers who were pressed by the coffin were in pain, and the green tendons on their heads swelled, seeing that it was time to put the coffin into the boat, but when they stepped forward, several people did not bend their knees, and they still stood upright. Park Laofu glared at them angrily, and they were also innocent and at a loss, chattering and communicating with Park Laofu in Korean.

"Hiss......" Park Lao smacked his lips, walked to the head of the coffin, knocked on the coffin head three times with his big hand, and then spat heavily! This spit is used to ward off evil spirits, and it is polite to knock it three times.

"The corpse died unjustly, the resentment in the coffin is not gone, she doesn't want to leave!" Ma Chengfeng whispered.

"Since you know everything, why don't you go up and help?" Hua Bule said.

"You know a fart, every nation has its own customs, we can't follow the blind mixing, do you know how people die? Besides, after Mr. Pu was a burglar, he must also know these traditional customs and exquisiteness, so we don't have to worry about it. ”

This time Ma Chengfeng really looked at Park Laofu, it is true that Park Laofu is a descendant of the thief, but don't forget, the descendant of the thief, everyone can only learn one skill of Wu Gongyao, and the descendants of the Park family learn to "collect water" and basically don't know anything about yin and yang. But even if you really invite Mr. Yin and Yang outside, it's useless, it's not that you haven't been invited, a total of four have been invited, and there are really some capable people in it, but after looking at the woman's birth date and death date one by one, none of them dared to accept this business. If there really is that bold and desperate person who dares to be this guide, I am afraid that the one in the coffin last night will cheat the corpse.

That is, Pu Laofu, he has a hard life, and he is a water rat in the Yalu River, and he can be regarded as a highly respected person within a radius of dozens of miles, if it weren't for him, no one would be able to suppress the resentment of the dead.

The big red coffin is getting heavier and heavier, the four coffin bearers are like sauce, sweating like rain, they can't stand it, one of the shoulders has been crushed and bleeding, and it is estimated that if the coffin is not put down, the shoulders will be crushed and dislocated. Park Laofu was also a little panicked, it is said that he should not take the lead in this matter, but they are all from the villagers, and there is no one to lead the way, so he had to agree, unexpectedly, this woman is so resentful? The auspicious time will pass in a moment, and if she cannot be sent away after this hour, then according to the custom here, she will bring bad luck to the small fishing village.

Dozens of people in the funeral team were dumbfounded when they saw this posture, and they didn't dare to say much in fright, kneeling on the ground and trembling.

In the end, he is a descendant of the thief, knowing the particularity here, he looked around, staring at everyone with those sharp eyes, only to see dozens of people all kneeling on the ground, only the four half-grown children from other places were still standing behind to watch the excitement.

"Boy, come here!" He hooked his finger at Ma Chengfeng.

"Me? Is it me? Ma Chengfeng couldn't believe it, his Chinese level was not bad.

"Yes, it's you, aren't you here for me? Don't say that I don't give you a chance, if you can help me with this, you can come to my house in a while, otherwise, hum...... I'm sorry for not seeing guests! "It's worthy of being an old-timer in the rivers and lakes, the eyes are really poisonous, Ma Chengfeng and they didn't wait for them to speak, and people knew their intentions.

But this is not to blame Ma Chengfeng and them, for this small fishing village within a radius of dozens of miles, there are so few people, they all bow their heads and don't look up. Very few outsiders came, and there was no tourism development in those years. These children are dressed differently from the locals, dressed up in the stream, where are the descendants of ordinary fishermen! Look at these little faces, full of the spirit of the rivers and lakes.

"Oh...... Senior, you say, what do you want me to do? Ma Chengfeng walked up.

"Did you give me the mussel?" Park asked.

"Yes, yes, it's just a little thing, I know you always like these toys." Ma Chengfeng accompanied the smiling face to be courteous.

(End of chapter)