The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 742
Master Sun waited at Jiang's house for a long time. At ten o'clock in the morning, Mr. Jiang woke up for the funeral.

I heard that this time is an auspicious time that Jiang Yongnian asked the master to calculate.

The funeral at this point, buried in the ground at [-]:[-], is the best for the descendants of the Jiang family.

Jiang Yongnian was so convinced that he didn't wake up until almost noon.

Master Sun still felt strange.

According to the rules on their side, burials are done early in the morning, preferably before dawn.

How can anyone wait until almost noon?

However, since the master said it, and it was someone else's housework, Master Sun couldn't say anything, so he followed the guests and sent the coffin out of Jiang's house together.

but……

Before leaving Jiang's house, something went wrong.

When I woke up, I didn't know what happened, but the coffin couldn't be lifted.

The Jiang family's funeral this time completely followed the old tradition.

All in accordance with the old rules.

For the matter of raising the spirit, Jiang Yongnian found twelve big men, and I heard that they were all dedicated to lifting the spirit of the coffin.

It's just doing this kind of work, eating.

Master Sun also took a look at them, all of them were strong men, muscular and sturdy.

However, when the spirit is awakened, all of them are useless.

Twelve big men stood back and forth in front of the big bars. After a lot of effort, the golden nanmu coffin remained motionless.

Master Sun heard the guests next to him talking about it.

Someone put it a bit harshly, "Is it because the old man is unwilling to leave? Don't tell me that the Jiang family committed some taboo and made the old man unhappy?"

Someone said it nicely, "Mr. Xiao Jiang is too real. It must be because the coffin made of nanmu wood is too heavy. How heavy is the big solid wood coffin. It's normal that he can't lift it up."

Master Sun turned his head away, only to see Jiang Yongnian's expression was ugly.

Those spirited men stood in front of Jiang Yongnian, muttering something in a low voice.

Jiang Yongnian's face became paler and paler.

After a while, Jiang Yongnian invited several relatives to help, all young and strong men.

Master Sun glanced at it, adding up, there must be more than 20 people, standing in a circle around the coffin.

Seeing this scene, everyone thought that the coffin would definitely be lifted this time.

Along with the host: "Qi Ling——"

In the next second, those strong men worked hard together.

The veins on their faces burst out, and their faces suddenly turned red.

Master Sun saw that on the arms under their short sleeves, there were knotted veins, and the blood vessels seemed to be about to burst.

The coffin remained motionless.

When everyone saw this scene, the venue was silent for a second, and then they couldn't help talking in a low voice.

"Is the old man not walking peacefully?"

"Don't have any problems, can't so many people lift a coffin?"

"The old man is unwilling to leave, this is..."

"If you ask me, cremation is better. A small urn will definitely be able to lift it."

"Nonsense, if it's true that the old man left unsafely, even the small urn can't be lifted."

Master Sun heard them chattering, but his heart skipped a beat, Jiang Li's words kept lingering in his mind.

"Look, look, here comes a master!"

Master Sun was thinking, when Boss Zhao next to him suddenly touched Master Sun's arm.

As soon as Master Sun raised his head, he saw a man with a goatee in Taoist robes coming from the side hall of the Jiang family.

It was a middle-aged man who had done a full set of attire and looked quite expert.

He walked over solemnly.

When Jiang Yongnian saw him, he immediately showed a look of joy, as if seeing a savior.

For the first time, Master Sun saw a vivid expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)