My master is invincible

Chapter 218 Yang Coffin (71)

I scanned the faces of the Eight Immortals one by one. They bent slightly, put their shoulders together, clasped each other's shoulders, and made piles for each other. The Eight Immortals beside the coffin grasped the dragon frame with both hands, ready to wait.

Seeing that they were all ready, I gave Lang Gao a look, which meant that the cans could be smashed.

He nodded, without saying a word, he slammed the jar on the ground, making a loud 'bang'.

The Taoist priest on the side immediately blew the suona, followed by the sound of firecrackers, gongs, and fireworks at the same time. The scene was really lively.

I took a deep breath and shouted: "One, two, three, get up."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, we worked together to lift the coffin slowly. The coffin was a bit heavy, and it was painful to press on the shoulders. It seemed that our feet couldn't bear the weight, trembling slightly, and almost fell down several times.

I glanced at Stutter, he was in the same situation as me, and then looked at the other Eight Immortals, several of them looked like pigs' livers under the pressure of the coffin, but those Eight Immortals holding the coffin were quite relaxed.

There is no other way, it is more laborious to carry the coffin than to hold the coffin, I look away and grit my teeth, just want to carry the coffin to the exit of the town as soon as possible.

Once the coffin is lifted, we must not stop until we reach our destination. A dozen or so of us Eight Immortals dared not make a sound along the way, so we could only grit our teeth and walk towards our destination.

Fortunately, that location is not very far away, and it took us more than 30 minutes to carry the coffin to the exit of the town.

There was a truck parked there, and the driver leaned against the back of the car to smoke a cigarette. When he saw us coming, he opened the door of the truck and placed two wooden benches in front of the door.

We took a lot of trouble to put the coffin on the wooden bench, and prepared to lift the coffin onto the car and send it to Balipu.

At this moment, many Eight Immortals started to make a noise, "Made, this coffin is too heavy, and it is so difficult to walk on the road. How can I lift it when I reach Balipu? There will be no way to carry this coffin."

"What's the noise? You don't want to lift the coffin because it's so heavy? If your father dies and no one helps to lift the coffin, can you carry your father up the mountain by yourself?" Liu Weimin said angrily at the man.

"Okay, there's no need to make a fuss about trivial matters. Let's rest for a while, and everything is easy to discuss!" I took out a cigarette and gave each of them a cigarette, and said, "The coffin is a bit heavy. How about it? I'll give everyone a salary." Ten times more, 1000 yuan per person, a piece of white sand cigarettes, 200 yuan for shoes, as long as you walk slowly, the coffin will definitely be carried up the mountain."

"Chen Baxian, it's not that we are making things difficult for you, but that the coffin is too heavy. It is estimated to weigh 1500 to 2000 jins. Our Eight Immortals are stronger than normal people, but this weight is much higher than that of ordinary coffins. You must know that ordinary coffins , at most it is 500 catties, and now it has increased several times, how can we bear it?" The person who spoke was one of the Eight Immortals next to Liu Weimin, with a relatively burly figure and a mole in the lower corner of his right eye.

"Forgive me, everyone. The owner may not have considered this factor when buying the coffin, so he made the coffin a little bigger and heavier. As the Eight Immortals, how can we let go of the coffin when it is heavy? Isn't that the reason? Have you smashed the signboard of our Eight Immortals?" I bent over to that person, and stuffed a red envelope into each of them, hoping that the Eight Immortals would work together to lift the coffin up.

They gave up, refused to accept the red envelopes, and said they would leave. Even though Liu Weimin threatened them, those people did not pay the bill.Fortunately, none of our group of Eight Immortals said to leave, but sat on the ground with a sad face and smoked a stuffy cigarette.

When I saw this situation, I was a little embarrassed. There were about six of the Eight Immortals who made a fuss about leaving. Once they left, the coffin really couldn’t be lifted. I turned to Liu Weimin for help, mainly because those people were not with me. There are some things that are not easy to say, and you must let him say them.

He nodded, came to understand, glanced at the five or six Eight Immortals, and said: "I have been cheating and abducting outside with Boss Liu these years. To be honest, I have made a lot of money, but I am not at ease. Every day Sleeping at night, I dreamed that the dead came back to me and asked me why I left halfway. I couldn’t answer their questions, and I felt ashamed. Many years ago, my ancestors passed down a rule that once the coffin falls on the shoulders, whoever leaves halfway , I will definitely suffer disaster, I don’t know what’s going on, this word doesn’t work.”

Speaking of this, he paused for a while, his tone became a little harsh, and said: "Because of this, those of us who carry the coffin are getting bolder and bolder. We often leave the coffin halfway. I, Liu Weimin, don't want to be here today." What to say, everyone is over half a century old, if this bad habit is passed on, when we lie in the coffin after we die, someone else will carry our coffin halfway and run away."

He yelled out the last sentence.

The Eight Immortals froze for a moment, but didn't speak, as if they were considering Liu Weimin's words.The whole scene was silent for about a minute or two. Liu Weimin spoke again. He said with a sullen face, "If you are willing to stay and continue carrying the coffin, you can stay. If you don't want to, get out early, so as to save yourself the embarrassment of Balipu."

Hearing what he said, I immediately walked over and gave the six eight immortals red envelopes. The meaning was obvious. If they were willing to stay and carry the coffin, they would definitely accept the red envelopes. If they didn’t want to stay, they would definitely not accept the red envelopes Accept, this is our guild.

Five red envelopes were handed out in a row, and the Eight Immortals accepted them all. At the sixth red envelope, the man knocked off my hand and said: "Compared with the so-called rules, I prefer life. As for my death Finally, it will be decades later, so I don’t have the time to think about it now.”

I raised my eyes and glanced at this man, with a Chinese character face, a big forehead, and bumps on his face, and asked a faint question: "What's your name, where are you from?"

"Guizi Village, Liu Dafa." He glared at me, his tone a bit fierce.

"Hehe!" I sneered, and shouted at Jieba: "Jieba, write down the village and name of this person, and when he or his relatives die, who the hell will carry his coffin, I will risk my life No, kill him too."

After finishing speaking, I felt a little angry. The most I can see is the Eight Immortals who have no professional ethics. You can be greedy for money, and you can ask for red envelopes. Only the dead must be respected, and the coffin must be lifted. If you can't do both, What is the difference with fake fairy?
The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, I threw the red envelope on the ground, pointed at Liu Dafa, and said angrily: "Remember a word for me, I, Chen Jiu, have been coffin bearers all my life. On the day you or your relatives die, I will Chen Jiu should have some reputation in Dongxing Town, and when the time comes, don't say that your or your relative's coffin will not be carried."

(End of this chapter)