My master is invincible

Chapter 335 Nine Coffins (58)

Seeing that You Shusong, I thought of Su Mengke, and clenched my fists. I didn't know what was going on, but the anger in my heart became more and more intense, and I almost rushed forward.

Fortunately, Master Jiang gave me a pull and said, "Xiao Jiu, I have heard a little bit about you in Taihang Mountain, so don't be impulsive, so as not to cause Zhongnanhai's displeasure."

I nodded, pinched my thigh, the severe pain made my mind calm down, my eyes fixed on You Shusong, and I said word by word: "Brother, I want to mix until the old man A funeral for a hero!"

Master Jiang was taken aback, and asked, "Why?"

"I want to use the funeral of the old hero to prove something." I said blankly.

"What's the matter?" Master Jiang asked.

"I want to prove to those people that funerals are not used to gain fame and fortune, let alone use funerals to murder other people's lives." When I said this, my voice was very loud.

"I'm afraid something is wrong. You don't have enough qualifications. If you are asked to attend the funeral, you will attract gossip. Moreover, you have no degree, and you have not entered the Metaphysics Association. It is not reasonable." Jiang Ye smiled wryly, showing a look of embarrassment.

"If in my name, invite Xiao Jiu to attend the funeral, I wonder if it will work?" Just then, an old voice came from behind me.

I turned my head and saw that it was Mrs. Lu, she was still wearing the bright red cheongsam, and she was leaning on a cane.

When we saw her, several of us bowed to her one after another to express our courtesy.She smiled, and said to Master Jiang, "Xiao Jiang, I heard you were discussing the funeral just now, what do you think about my opinion?"

"Old lady Lu, didn't you ask Xiao Jiu to dig the grave earlier? Why did you change your mind now?" Master Jiang asked suspiciously.

"The plan can't keep up with the changes. Take a look at what these coffins look like. The funeral attendants brought by the master of metaphysics are all follower of power. In order to climb the big tree of my Lu family, they completely disregarded etiquette and customs. I just want to please my sons who are not up to date." Mrs. Lu pointed to those coffins.

"Ai!" Master Jiang sighed, "Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. In the eyes of outsiders, this funeral is undoubtedly very lively, but... oh!"

"Xiao Jiu, are you willing to accept this funeral?" Mrs. Lu looked at me and asked.

I originally wanted to hold this funeral, but now I can't agree to it. The reason is very simple. Luo Dajun is by my side. If I agree to it like this, I will be suspected of robbing the funeral.

Luo Dajun seemed to know my worry, walked over, patted me on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Xiao Jiu, agree, I just take this opportunity to see what is wrong with Chen Baxian, who Master Jiang is full of praise for." ability."

"Then you?" I asked awkwardly.

He was silent for a while, and said: "I'll help you. Every industry needs some young people. If young people are not given a chance, after our group of people dies, no one will be willing to be coffin bearers in the future."

As soon as I heard him say that, I didn't say anything, just bent over to him and said, "Try not to let you down."

He nodded in satisfaction and said, "Xiao Jiu! You should not disappoint Mrs. Lu."

I was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that I quickly bent over to Mrs. Lu and said, "I don't know what your plans are?"

Instead of answering my question, she looked at me and said, "In your opinion, what should be done about this funeral?"

I thought about it, and said in a deep voice: "The name of Lu's eldest son should be signed in the 'opening book'. All funerals will be handled according to the custom. The etiquette that should be done must be followed, and all the etiquette that should not be there will be eliminated."

"Oh?" The old lady Lu was taken aback, looked at me with a smile, and said, "Aren't you from Lao Qi? Why do you write the name of the boss on the 'open book'?"

"In my eyes, there is no who is who, only funerals." I subconsciously said such a sentence.

She was taken aback for a moment, and then said hello three times, "However, the matter of the nine sons and nine funerals has already caused a lot of noise, and even appeared on TV a few times. It is impossible to change it. You can use the name of the old seven Do the funeral."

After finishing speaking, she waved to Master Jiang and said, "Xiao Jiang, leave the matter here to Xiao Jiu. You follow me. I need to ask you about some things."

Afterwards, Mrs. Lu, Master Jiang, and He Jianhua left, leaving only me, Fatty Guo, Jieba, and Luo Dajun.

According to the custom in Hebei, on the eve of the funeral, those of us who are responsible for the funeral have to accompany the filial sons and grandsons of the deceased to guard the coffin overnight. Because the nine sons of the Lu family were very busy, they didn't even come to the coffin to take a look.

So, the four of us found a clean wooden stool, placed it on the left side of the coffin, and sat down.

Not long after I sat down, Fatty Guo gave me a thumbs up and said, "Ninth brother, you are awesome, you can actually hold a funeral for the old hero. If you let Lao Wang know about it, I don't know how you will be praised." .”

I smiled wryly, ignored him, and just sat there, burning some yellow paper from time to time, and glanced at You Shusong whether intentionally or not.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, I don't know what happened. The weather that had stopped snowing suddenly began to snow.

Fatty Guo said that it was a bit cold in the snow, and he wanted to go to the ancestral hall to keep warm, but I refused. Now that the funeral is underway, let alone snow, even if there is hail, he has to stay near the coffin.

Fatty Guo muttered about this for a long time.It wasn't until I glared at him that the guy stopped whining.

As for the other coffins, when it first snowed, those who guarded the coffins hid in the ancestral hall and left the coffins there. The longevity lamps under two coffins were all extinguished, and no one cared about them. Instead, they stammered. Walked over and lit the longevity lamp.

That night, the four of us stayed in the snow all night.During this period, no one took care of us, let alone sent things to block the snow.

At six o'clock the next morning, I stood up, shook the snow on my body, and glanced at the ancestral hall. The gate was closed, and occasionally a few wisps of green smoke would come out of it, presumably those people were in the ancestral hall. Roast inside.

I shook my head, feeling helpless, and said to Fatty Guo and the others, "It's time to prepare for the funeral."

Fatty Guo snorted and asked me what to do.I took a look around the coffin. The space at the entrance of the ancestral hall is not very big, about [-] square meters. Nine coffins are placed there, occupying a large area. The distance between the coffins is about three or four meters. .

Seeing this, I thought for a while and said, "Sweep away the snow near the coffin first! The space is limited, so we probably can't do a big funeral, so we can only hold a small funeral around the coffin."

"A small funeral? The old hero is an anti-Japanese hero. A small funeral is a little unreasonable?" Fatty Guo was stunned and said.

(End of this chapter)