My master is invincible

Chapter 252 Empty Coffin (18)

Hearing what I said, Wang Chuyao shyly said, "You are really interesting to talk about."

I gave a wry smile and didn't say anything else. I started to grill the rice. The dishes were not good, but the taste was not bad.

After the meal, I asked her, "What happened to the filial piety?"

Her expression froze, and she said, "None of my aunts and cousins ​​are willing to come."

After finishing speaking, she sighed, as if she was a bit sad, thinking about it, the deceased gave birth to so many children, but the funeral was so deserted.Sometimes, I have to say that a mother can raise nine sons, but nine sons cannot raise a mother.

Afterwards, we chatted a few more words, most of which were about the funeral. I asked her where Wang Xi and her father had gone, and she said that while she was free, she went to the river to look for the corpse again.

I really admire Wang Xi and his son. People live in the world, one is their parents, the other is their children, and the third is themselves. What they do is called great filial piety, but I don’t know what happened to the deceased.

I intentionally or unintentionally asked some questions about the deceased's life, but she gave me only two answers, either I don't know, or I don't know, which made me very depressed.

After chatting in the main room for a while, she took the bowls and chopsticks home, and ran to the main room to sit next to me. Nothing happened during this period.

It was around 9 o'clock in the evening when Wang Xi and his son returned to the main room, looking a little tired, and sighed. Just by looking at the expressions, it was clear that the body was not found.

I comforted the father and son, and I couldn't wait to ask Wang Chengcai about some things about the deceased. He said, "I don't know much about the old mother. According to the old people in the village, Grandma Fushaw is indeed the old mother." As a result, after she finished that thing, her temperament changed drastically, and later, she seemed to have done some wicked things."

"Eh? You know she did something immoral?" I asked quickly.

He nodded and said, "Yes, I remember when I was a child, people often came to my house with sticks to find my mother, saying that they were seeking revenge on the old mother, but I don't know exactly what it was."

I was taken aback, Wang Cheng was only a child, that was in the [-]s, [-] seemed to be the year of the Communist Party of China, a widespread drought, many people died of starvation, could it be that the deceased did something immoral at that time?

The reason why I think this way is because, goddamn, many people do things that violate human ethics and morality in order to fill their stomachs. The only purpose is to have enough food and live.

However, the deceased had six or seven children at that time. If she wanted to keep her children alive, she would definitely not be able to arrange flowers according to her duties. After all, people were starving to death, so how could she have the mood to arrange flowers? This would cut off her source of income. .

Thinking of this, I immediately asked Wang Chengcai, "What did your father do before?"

He froze for a moment, embarrassed, and said, "My father was an honest farmer. Not long after I was born, he was infected with opium smoke and committed suicide by jumping into the river opposite the village."

Hallucination?in the river?suicide?What a coincidence that the deceased also fell into the river and drowned. Is there some relationship between this?Does 'Grandma Foshaw' have anything to do with this?
I felt a little strange, so I asked him, "How is the relationship between your father and mother?"

He was silent for a while, as if recalling, and said: "I heard from the old people in the village that my parents used to be model couples, and the town gave them red flowers. Later, because the old mother never gave birth to a boy for the Wang family, the relationship between the couple We broke up and kept making noises, so the old mother invited 'Grandma Furshaw' to give birth to me, but I never knew that my father was infected with opium, hey! Things make people."

After he finished speaking, he took out a cigarette and gave me one. After hesitating for a while, he sent one to Wang Xi and said, "Chen Baxian, is it really suitable for a funeral for the old mother? Don't let the old mother It's not going well."

I took the cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath. I couldn't help but think of Qingxuanzi's words. I really am a dumb man who eats coptis. If there is filial piety towards the deceased, there will be no problems in the Clothes Tomb."

After saying this, I sat in front of the table of the Eight Immortals and glanced into the coffin. The clothes lay there quietly without any change. , I wanted to carry this coffin up the mountain for burial as soon as possible.

So, I asked Wang Chengcai for the horoscope of the deceased's birthday, pinched his fingers, and calculated the auspicious time for the burial in the next day.However, Qingxuanzi said that the silver talisman can only restrain 'Grandma Fushaw' for 24 hours.

This made me very distressed. On the one hand, I hoped that Qingxuanzi would exaggerate, and on the other hand, I wanted to take advantage of the silver talisman to restrain 'Grandma Fushaw', so that I could carry the coffin up the mountain to be buried.

After thinking for a while, I said to Wang Cheng, "Old uncle, in my opinion, what do you think of carrying the dead up the mountain tonight?"

"No." He said with a sullen face, "The dead on my side have to be buried in the main room for at least three days. There is no reason why they died yesterday and were carried up the mountain today. How does this make the villagers think of our house? They will say, I don't know." Mr. Wang is rebellious, and I can't do that unfilial person."

Hearing what he said, I gave a wry smile. This is indeed the custom of funerals. The dead must be buried at home for at least three days. (Note: In some remote areas, people die on the same day and are buried on the same day, which kind of funeral will be mentioned later.)
However, I also have my reasons for saying this, one is that the tomb is not subject to this restriction, and the other is that I am worried that 'Grandma Fushaw' will really come back to life, which will cause a plague.

However, since the master said so, I can't refuse. After all, the mission of our Eight Immortals is to be responsible for the deceased and the master. If we violate the wishes of the master, it will violate the rules of our Eight Immortals.

Sometimes, I have to say that the Eight Immortals are a hard job. When you think about this, you can't think about your own safety.

After a brief consideration, I dismissed the thoughts in my mind and was about to speak when Wang Xi interrupted and said, "Dad, before the funeral, we promised Brother Nine that we should listen to him in everything. If you are doing this now, you are breaking your promise." to people."

"You know what. I listen to him for the funeral ceremony. The time of the funeral must be determined by ourselves. Since ancient times, there has been no burial like this. I believe Chen Baxian will understand." Wang Cheng gave his son a look.

"But, let's agree to listen to Brother Jiu in advance, you... now?" Wang Xi said unconvinced.

"Unworthy descendants." Then Wang Cheng scolded Wang Xi and raised his hand to hit him. I quickly gave up and said, "The old uncle is right. There is no reason for such a burial. I just calculated that the day after tomorrow is the auspicious burial." Time."

(End of this chapter)