My master is invincible

Chapter 217 Yang Coffin (70)

Boss Yu slightly raised his head and glanced at me. His eyes were red and his face was haggard, as if he had aged a lot overnight. He asked, "Isn't my mother buried in the same field as Jianhao?"

I shook my head and said, "According to our custom, they cannot be buried together. It will break the rules."

"I want to bury my mother with Jianhao, can't this rule be changed?" He stared at me for a while and said.

"No, since you come to Hengyang to hold a funeral, you must respect our customs." I explained to him.

He thought for a while, then softly uttered a few words, "Send it to mother."

I don’t know why, but after hearing his choice, I feel a little sympathetic to him. It’s an ironic choice to choose between mother and son. There was no conflict between the two, but now…, it’s just because of a wrong step that this happens. kind of situation.

I didn't say anything to him, and started busy with carrying the coffin. I first tied the funeral frame to the coffin with a dragon rope, and then painted the dragon rope red with cinnabar.

A funeral frame has four dragon spines and can only be carried by eight people.However, the coffin is too heavy, and there are not so many places to carry it with sixteen people.Therefore, I will use eight lifts and eight supports. (Dragon's Back: The round log on the funeral frame, also known as the fallen log, the white point is the hanging log of the funeral frame.)
The so-called eight lifts and eight supports literally means that eight people carry the coffin, and eight people drag the funeral frame with their hands to reduce the weight of the coffin.

I don't know which eight people will carry it, and which eight people will support it. We, the Eight Immortals, know quite well in terms of strength.

However, among Liu Weimin's group of Eight Immortals, except for one who was buried for the little boy, the remaining seven were not clear about their strength and character.

If we let them all carry the coffin, I am a little worried. It is not a matter of strength. If it is crushed to death, it will cause hemiplegia.

If all our people are asked to carry the coffin, Liu Weimin and the others will definitely not feel at ease.

I froze in place for a while, and it was difficult to arrange which eight immortals would carry the coffin and which eight immortals would carry the coffin.

Liu Weimin seemed to see my embarrassment, walked over, and said: "Chen Baxian, our two gangs of Baxians had many conflicts before. This is our first partnership. In terms of personnel arrangements, I won't say anything. You Carry the front of the coffin with me, one person is on the left, one person is on the right, and there are six people left, one of us will have three people on each side, and the others will carry the coffin, what do you think?"

I thought about it for a while, and this method works. Both groups of Eight Immortals have people carrying the coffin, and the previous worry about yin and yang is gone.But, a new question came up again, would the Eight Immortals holding the coffin be afraid of the weight of the coffin and be lazy? Once one person is lazy and afraid of exerting force, the Eight Immortals in that part will suffer a lot. After all, the coffin is too heavy, and it is a matter of life and death , have to be cautious.

I expressed my doubts, Liu Weimin glanced at me, and said: "Don't worry, the Eight Immortals I brought are all upright men, and there is absolutely no one who is lazy and afraid of death."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the Eight Immortals he had brought, and shouted, "Brothers, are you right?"

"Yes, our Eight Immortals are definitely not those who are lazy and afraid of death." Those Eight Immortals shouted.

Seeing this situation, the Eight Immortals who came to help were so desperate. How can our group of Eight Immortals fall behind? They immediately expressed their opinions. Among them, Fatty Guo's voice was the loudest. Sit him to death."

As soon as he said this, everyone in the room laughed.Not to mention, Liu Weimin did have a few tricks in boosting morale, but with just a few words, the two groups of Eight Immortals began to compete invisibly, and even I had the heart to compare which group of Eight Immortals had the strength.

Afterwards, it was personnel arrangement, me, Liu Weimin, Jieba, and an Eight Immortal brought by Liu Weimin. The four of us raised our heads. Eight Immortals, Fatty Guo was arranged by me to drag the coffin, and it was entrusted to Liu Weimin's place, and the rest of the Eight Immortals carried the coffin like Fatty Guo.

After making all these arrangements, Fatty Guo's self-esteem was hurt by Liu Weimin's words. He said, "Little Fatty, you need to use all your strength to hold the coffin. Don't let the coffin break my old bones."

"Fuck, what do you mean by that? I'm so strong that I can lift a hundred catties with one hand." Fatty Guo said angrily.

"Okay, little fat man, remember your words." Liu Weimin smiled wickedly.

Fatty Guo wanted to say something else, so I put my arm on his shoulder and said with a smile, "Okay, he's trying to provoke you, you just need to work harder later."

Hearing what I said, Fatty Guo glanced at Liu Weimin contemptuously, raised his thumbs up and pointed down, without saying a word, he stood next to Liu Weimin, with a disgruntled face on his face, it seemed that he would hold the coffin later It will explode, and Liu Weimin will be much more relaxed.

After the Eight Immortals who carried the coffin were all arranged, I asked Lang Gao to hold a jar, and when he called for the coffin, he broke the jar first.This approach is to frighten the lonely ghosts around the mourning hall, and let them know that we, the Eight Immortals, are not easy to mess with.

Lang Gao nodded and agreed, and found a jar in the corner of the mourning hall and held it in his hand.

Afterwards, I went to the seven Taoist priests and asked six of them to go to Balipu with us. They led the way, beating gongs and drums, playing suona, and throwing yellow paper.The remaining Taoist remained in the mourning hall. After dawn, he took the wreath in the mourning hall to Balipu with some people in a car, then pulled down the mourning hall and set it on fire.

The Taoist was stunned and said, "I can understand the mourning hall, why the wreaths can only be sent to Balipu after dawn?"

I smiled wryly and said, "For normal funerals, wreaths go up the mountain with the coffin, but now it's the first lunar month, and our lack of manpower is one reason, mainly because the wreaths are too eye-catching. Once the two are combined with the coffin, I'm afraid It will conflict with the Spring Festival couplets on the door of the house in the town, thus affecting the luck of the owner of the house."

The man nodded, said he understood, and then asked me, "There are some white hemp hanging on those houses in the town, when can they be removed?"

When he mentioned this, I remembered that the whole town is hung with white linen. It stands to reason that when the coffin leaves the house, the white linen will be taken down, but now it is less than five o'clock in the middle of the night, and everyone is sleeping soundly, so there is no time to get the white linen.

I thought about it for a while, and finally gave this task to Lang Gao. He is the director of the police station, and he has some police officers under him. It is most appropriate for him to do this.

After Lang Gao heard this, he directly agreed, saying that his brothers were very dark, and that the New Year's Eve would involve funerals, and it would take a certain amount of money to impress them.

I smiled and said, "Money is not a problem, as long as we do good things."

After everything is done, we are ready to start carrying the coffin. Lang Gao stands at the door of the mourning hall, holding a pot in one hand. Boss Yu and A Da stand on the left and right sides of the coffin. Six Taoist priests stand in front of the coffin. Yijuan Dadihong stood next to Lang Gao, everything was ready, and he was short of yelling.

(End of this chapter)