My master is invincible

Chapter 262 Empty Coffin (28)

Qingxuanzi gave a wry smile, stared at the woman for a while, and said: "The Yin-Yang eye is a miraculous skill spread by the outside world, saying that it can see the existence of supernatural phenomena that others cannot see. In fact, this statement is exaggerated. The Yin-Yang eye is the same as The difference between ordinary eyes is not very big. The things seen by yin and yang eyes are all gray. It is similar to color blindness in medical terms, but it is not color blindness. In the eyes of our Taoists, this kind of eyes is called yin and yang eyes. After being baptized in a special ceremony, it is said that I can see ghosts. To put it bluntly, when I entered the profession, my master opened my yin and yang eyes. So far, I have not seen the true colors of ghosts and gods."

"Eh? So, the yin and yang eyes are useless?" I asked in a daze.

"That's not the case. Some people are born with yin and yang eyes. It is said that they can see ghosts and gods. Like that woman's yin and yang eyes, they should have been baptized by a special ceremony. Her world is gray. As for whether they can see ghosts and gods, it is up to you." I have to ask her herself." Qingxuanzi explained to me.

Think about it, since ancient times, ghosts and gods have been a topic of constant debate. Some people say yes, some people say no, some people say they see ghosts, others say they don’t see ghosts and gods, who is real and who is fake, maybe only you know.

Like that woman's yin and yang eyes, whether she can see ghosts or gods, only she knows, as a bystander, she certainly cannot know her inner thoughts.In order to improve their sense of mystery or social status, some people often say that they can see ghosts and gods. As for whether they can really see ghosts and gods, only he knows, because you can fool everyone, only yourself My heart cannot be fooled.

To be honest, after hearing what Qingxuanzi said, I admired that woman. If it is true what he said, this woman is really low-key, at least her family didn't notice her eye problems.

It is precisely because of this that I have doubts about the woman. Some people say that the more capable a person is, the greater the pressure he will bear. The woman even concealed it from her family. There are two reasons , One is that there are unspeakable secrets, and the other is that there is something to ask for.

Whether the woman belongs to the former or the latter, I have no way of knowing, but I have an extra heart for that woman. Whether intentionally or not, I will always glance towards her to observe her every word and deed.

Needless to say, after observing her for a few minutes, I really found that she was a little different from ordinary people. Every time she cried for a while, she would look up in the main room for a while, as if she was looking for something.

"Daozhang, do you think she can really see ghosts and gods?" I asked Qing Xuanzi softly.

He opened his eyes, glanced at the woman, and said, "It's still the same sentence just now, only she knows, we outsiders can't understand her inner thoughts."

As soon as he said that, I didn't say anything else, just kept paying attention to the woman, until 10:[-] in the evening, the mourning ended.

After stopping the mourning, I lit a firecracker to put an end to the mourning.Later, Wang Cheng walked up to me, handed me a piece of paper, and said, "Chen Baxian, this is a sacrificial oration written by my mother before she was alive. Please see if there is anything that needs to be changed."

The so-called sacrificial essays are articles expressing condolence or prayers during sacrifices or sacrifices. There are two types of content, one is rhyme and the other is prose. Inspire the living.At the same time, sacrificial texts are also mourning articles written in honor of the dead, and are the last ritual of funerals, similar to mourning.

I took a general glance at the sacrificial text. This sacrificial text belongs to rhyme, with five characters as a sentence, and the last word rhymes more. It records some matters of the deceased before his death.

Originally, I wanted to take a serious look at the sacrificial text and see what happened in the life of the deceased, but I remembered that I would read the sacrificial text later, so I didn't check it carefully, so I arranged for Wang Chengcai to find a few mats.

After a while, Wang Cheng found some mats, and I counted the number of people present, including Wang Xi, there were a total of ten people.

However, there were only a few mats, which were obviously not enough, so I cut some mats, distributed a small piece to each of them, and spread them in front of the Eight Immortals table, and then let them kneel on the mat and listen to me recite the sacrificial oration.

This kneeling mat is a rule passed down from the ancestors. It is said that kneeling on the mat can make the dead live well in the underworld. Of course, this is a legend, and it is impossible to know whether it is true or not.

After arranging them to kneel, I asked Qingxuanzi to stand on the threshold of the main room, holding a kitchen knife in his left hand and a firecracker in his right hand.

I stood at the end of the coffin, separated from Wang Chengcai by a coffin and a table of eight immortals. This distance, in funerals, is called "heaven and earth", which means that those who read the sacrificial oracle are in the sky, and those who listen to the sacrificial oratory are in the sky. People are on the ground, and to put it bluntly, reciting the sacrificial oration is like reading an imperial decree in ancient times.

Reciting the sacrificial rites is hard work, you can't recite them with a normal voice, you have to read them in a crying voice, you have to treat the deceased as your own mother, and then put your feelings on the deceased.

Some competent ceremonial literati often cry in a daze, with tears and snot flowing from their noses, as if it was his own mother who died.I don't know what's going on, but when it comes to reciting the sacrificial orations, I have never been able to learn how to substitute their emotions. I can only say that the sacrificial orifices I read are plain and ordinary, and at most I shed a few tears. Perhaps, I am not born with Will act.

After a sacrificial oration is read, the throat of the person who reads the sacrificial oracle will hurt for several days. Of course, the effort is directly proportional to the harvest. After a sacrificial oratory is read, it takes about an hour, but the salary is as high as 300 yuan.

After getting everything ready, I signaled Qingxuanzi to set off firecrackers, and I made three bows to the coffin, sweeping over Wang Chengcai and the others one by one. They knelt on the ground with their hands on the ground and their foreheads pressed against the ground.

I took a few deep breaths, changed my tone, and read with a slightly crying voice: My son, Wang Chengcai, offered sacrifices to his loving mother, He Xiuhua. Sound) Delicacy (xiu, third sound) Food (zhuan, fourth sound) Wen Zhiyi is sacrificed in front of the loving mother's dragon coffin.

After reading this, I gave Qingxuanzi a look, meaning that it was time to set off firecrackers. Qingxuanzi understood, and immediately took a kitchen knife and knocked on the threshold three times. Immediately afterwards, he lit a firecracker, 'cracking' sound came.

After the sound of firecrackers stopped, Qingxuanzi looked up to the sky and sighed three times, saying: "The wind blows the pear blossoms and the wind is sad, the moon falls and the frost fields are bleak, today I will part with tears, and I will pick up my relatives in my dream. Never stop, a piece of paper to praise the dawn of heaven, and the filial piety of the children and grandchildren before the hall, write, start."

(End of this chapter)