My master is invincible

Chapter 213 Yang Coffin (66)

Hearing what he said, I froze for a moment. The person in front of me seemed to have some skills, so I asked him, "Why did you bring bad luck?"

He shook his head and said: "This kind of thing is handed down from our ancestors. We are just ordinary farmers. In addition to carrying coffins, we usually make some agricultural and sideline products. How can we have time to study this thing?"

What he said was the truth. The Eight Immortals are usually no different from ordinary farmers. They only talk about the Eight Immortals when they are dead.

I didn't ask any further questions, but I looked up to this person a few times.If Liu Kai dares to monopolize the funeral of our town, he should have a capable person by his side, otherwise, he would not dare to say this, and this person is likely to be a capable person by his side.After all, his conversation is much better than that of ordinary Eight Immortals.

Thinking of this, I respected him a little, invited him to the left side of the mourning hall, sat on a wooden bench, and chatted with him for a while.During the chat, I knew that his name was Liu Weimin. He used to have his own group of Eight Immortals just like Lao Wang. Later, he was accepted by Liu Kai and became Liu Kai's "military adviser". Most of the funerals that Liu Kai took over were He has the final say, and he is well-known in our town.

We chatted in the mourning hall for about [-] minutes. Fatty Guo and the others came over with a bowl of rice. I briefly introduced Liu Weimin to them. Let him lead the Eight Immortals over and prepare to seal the coffin.

After doing these things well, we were a little bored sitting in the mourning hall, discussing how to deal with Yu Jianhao's body. According to our custom, the child's body is just wrapped up and buried in a pit.

They asked me what I was going to do with it, and I said, follow the custom.

However, he stammered his objection. He said, "Children are human beings. It would be inhumane to just dig a hole and bury him. Let's make him a coffin. After all, Boss Yu's 100 million yuan still has a lot of money left."

I thought for a while and said, "No, funerals must be done according to the rules of our ancestors. Breaking the rules will destroy Feng Shui."

"Brother Nine, this is too cruel, it's just that a coffin doesn't cost much." I stammered thinking I was worried about money.

"It's not a matter of money. Since our ancestors, children's bodies have been handled in this way. I know it's inhumane to bury children like this. However, the rules of our ancestors are like this. We must follow the rules, even if the rules are wrong. We still have to do this, there is no way to change this." I explained to him.

"Brother Nine, I think it makes sense to stammer, children are human beings, so why wrap them in a mat and bury them?" Fatty Guo said angrily.

"No, it must be done according to the rules." Without any hesitation, I rejected their proposal. In my heart, the rules passed down by my ancestors are above all else.

"Ninth brother, then Yu Jianhao is your cousin. If you bury him like this, you won't be afraid that your aunt will find you trouble!" Fatty Guo said again.

"That's right, that little boy is your cousin, so you can't change the rules? Just put it in a small coffin. The coffin is small, and the grave is also small. Send someone to dig it now, and there is still time." Stammering glanced at me. ,Say.

What they said is not unreasonable, but I am a stubborn person, and I just follow the gourd and paint the ladle when it comes to funerals. I said slowly, "Even if you are a real brother, you have to follow the rules. When this rule was established, this issue must have been considered. Since it has been passed down for burials like this, there is a reason for them. If we bury the little boy in a coffin, it may cause disasters. In the end, the little boy will be buried in the underworld. If you don’t live well, you won’t get peace in the world, so the gain outweighs the loss.”

After finishing speaking, I glanced at the two of them. They seemed to want to say something, so I stopped and said, "Don't talk about it, you two. The corpse of Yu Jianhao will be handled according to the rules handed down by our ancestors. Find him early tomorrow morning." An Eight Immortal carried his body to the burial."

"Ninth Brother!"

"Ninth Brother!"

Fatty Guo and Yuba both spoke at the same time, and Yuba asked, "Is there a way to be tactful?"

I shook my head and said no.

At this time, Liu Weimin, who had been listening all the time, made a move. He reached out and patted Stuttering on the shoulder, and said, "Young man, there is a reason for the rules passed down from our ancestors. I just entered the coffin-bearer business before." At that time, my thoughts were similar to yours now. I always thought that it was inhumane to bury a child like this. Once, I secretly put a child in a coffin and buried it."

"What happened next?" He stammered suspiciously.

"The day after the child's burial, both his parents entered the hospital. Since then, the couple have never left their wheelchairs. Such an example, not just this one, as far as our Eight Immortals circle is concerned, many Eight Immortals have done it. There have been more or less problems with this kind of thing.”

As he spoke, he glanced at me approvingly, and said, "Chen Baxian has done a good job in this. Follow the rules of our ancestors. Only in this way will there be no trouble."

Fatty Guo and Fatty nodded thoughtfully, and said nothing, but Stuttered looked at Yu Jianhao's body with a hint of pity in his eyes.

I reached out and patted his shoulder, saying: "This is a rule, it looks inhumane, but it is actually good for the child in his next life."

"Yeah!" He nodded.

Afterwards, we chatted for a while in the mourning hall. It was about one o'clock in the middle of the night, and Shouhou led a few Eight Immortals in. I roughly counted them, and together with the Eight Immortals brought by me and Liu Weimin, there were seventeen Eight Immortals in total.

We got busy in the mourning hall. First, we tidied up the little boy's body, put him in a shroud, and placed it on the left side of the entrance of the mourning hall. We arranged for an Eight Immortal brought by Liu Weimin to be responsible for burying the little boy's body.

After arranging the body of the little boy, he stuttered over and asked worriedly, "Ninth Brother, you said in the afternoon that you would carry and bury the boy eight times. We only have fifteen Eight Immortals, not enough people."

I pointed to myself and said, "With me, there are exactly sixteen Eight Immortals."

"Then who is leading the way and throwing yellow paper?" he asked.

"Let those Taoist priests come!" I said lightly. As for the way my father said, I don't want to tell them for the time being, mainly because I am afraid that they will have a psychological burden.

He said 'oh' and asked me what to do next.I am quite satisfied with the stuttering questions. He will ask a few words when he encounters something he doesn't understand.And Fatty Guo, who has been by my side for so long, except for playing with his mobile phone or mobile phone, didn’t care much about the coffin-carrying. Many times, I regretted calling him in on the spur of the moment.

It wasn't until later that I learned that everyone has a so-called 'enlightenment period', which is what ordinary families call 'the child has finally grown up and started to understand'.It's just that Fatty Guo's enlightenment period is a bit late.

I smiled and said to him: "The next step is to seal the coffin. There are some details and ceremonies involved. You should watch it clearly and keep it in your heart. When you encounter funerals in the future and I am not by your side, you can also stand alone."

(End of this chapter)