My master is invincible

Chapter 339 Nine Coffins (62)

When Lu Yaodong saw me looking at him, he smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't look at me like that, I just hope that my father can be buried safely, and I don't want to mess up the funeral because of this little thing."

I said a word, and said: "The old hero has a knowledge, and he will know Mr. Lu's great filial piety."

He left without saying anything else, saying that he was going to get the four things, and I went back to the seventh coffin.

After waiting by the coffin for about 2 minutes, Lu Yaodong came with a group of family members, carrying a black plastic bag in his hand.

"Xiao Jiu, what you need." He walked up to me, handed me the plastic bag, and said, "Do you see these four things?"

I took the plastic bag, opened it, and took a look. There were charcoal, a knife, a paper flag, and a water bottle inside.

I nodded and said, "Yes, those are the four things. However, Mr. Lu, I have a question."

"What?" he asked suspiciously.

"These four things are indeed common in rural areas, but I'm afraid it will take some time to find these four things. It took you less than 2 minutes to find these things just now?" Doubts came out.

He smiled and said: "Last night, Lord Jiang asked me to prepare these four things in advance, saying that you will use them today, but I didn't expect you to really use them today."

Hearing what he said, I froze for a moment, then glanced behind him. A woman, three children, two women and one boy, didn't see Mr. Jiang, so I asked him where Mr. Jiang had gone ?

He told me that Master Jiang had sent the tombstone to the grave, and he would not appear again during the funeral.

It seemed that Master Jiang knew that the ninth son of the Lu family would cause trouble at the funeral, so he asked Lu Yaodong to prepare these things in advance.

Then, I placed the four things around the altar in the order of southeast, northwest, and placed some burnt coals directly under the altar, inserted three sticks of incense, and bowed to the altar.

After finishing all this, I took out my mobile phone and checked the time. It was 7:56, and the funeral was about to begin.

Since the funerals in Hebei were largely different from those in Hengyang, I asked Luo Dajun for his opinion. Originally, I couldn't understand what he said, but fortunately, Lu Yaodong acted as an interpreter.

After getting a general understanding of this, I was stunned for a moment. The first action at the beginning of our funeral in Hengyang was to strike the gong, but in Hebei, a rooster needs to be slaughtered to worship the gods before the gong can be struck.

It is worth mentioning that the god-worshiping rooster must be a rooster that has not been watered, which is a rural dialect. In today's terms, it is a rooster that has not been with a hen.

Moreover, killing a chicken is also very particular. If you cut its throat with a knife, you must stop breathing. If you don’t stop breathing, it means that the funeral will not go well, which is not a good sign.

So, I asked Lu Yaodong for a rooster, and I found a kitchen knife. I rubbed the blade with my hand. It was so sharp that I dare not say that it would break the hair. It should be no problem to kill a chicken.

After preparing these things, I saw other masters of metaphysics went to the ancestral hall with a kitchen knife and a rooster, and I followed. Fatty Guo wanted to go with me, so I gave up and said, "Fatty, you and Stutter to avoid Just a minute, come back after the gong is struck."

Fatty Guo was stunned for a moment, and said, "Ninth Brother, I want to see how those masters of metaphysics worship God."

"Do you still remember Liu Kai? If you are not afraid of death, follow him!" I said angrily, ignored him, and followed those masters of metaphysics to the ancestral hall.

When I came to the ancestral hall, those masters of metaphysics stood in front of the altar, lined up in a line. I took a rough look, and they were arranged according to the ages of the nine sons of the Lu family. Joyce stood on the far left, and on the far right was a young people.

I have met this young man several times, the first time Fatty Guo asked Lu Qiusheng to kneel down, this young man told Lu Qiusheng not to care about Fatty Guo.The second time, when You Shusong provoked me, he also stopped him.

I didn't know his name at first, but now that he appears here, his name should be Wan Yang on the 'Open Book'.

What made me angry was that I held the funeral in Lu Yaodong's name, so I should be in the seventh position, but that position has already been taken.

Ma De, I cursed in my heart, if I didn't see that the funeral was about to start, I really wanted to reason with them.

In desperation, I had no choice but to stand on Wan Yang's right.

Seeing me standing on his right, Wan Yang smiled at me, but said nothing.

I ignored him, took the knife, and waited for the sound of firecrackers outside the ancestral hall.

After waiting for about ten seconds, Taoist Liuyun appeared at the gate of the ancestral hall wearing a golden and silver-rimmed Taoist robe. He first shouted loudly, "The clouds are low, the Yishui is sobbing, and the sky is crying!" , the earth mourns, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, son, wants to be filial but does not wait for relatives."

After shouting this, he slapped the left side of the gate of the ancestral hall, and continued: "Today, we are all here, with a heavy heart, just to mourn an ordinary but great, hardworking and kind Master Shaoyun of the Lu Mansion , the old hero Lu was born in 1908, on June 6, dedicated his life to the country, in his later years, due to a serious illness, medical treatment was ineffective, and died on February 13, 2006:2 in 17, at the age of 19.

Today, our Metaphysics Association was entrusted by the Lu Family Kowloon to prepare the funeral for the old hero Lu. Due to the special status of the old hero Lu, before the funeral, there will be a few minutes delay. eulogy. "

When I heard this, the anger in my heart burned up, Ma De, a funeral made it look like a press conference, and what kind of shit army commander sent a memorial speech, to put it bluntly, it was to show the identity of that person, but, funeral What is important is not some big person to participate, but etiquette.

I looked up at Taoist Liuyun, and saw him looking not far away with a flattering face. Following his eyes, I saw a middle-aged man in his fifties, with a fat head and big ears, short hair, Shy with a beer belly, he was walking in the direction of Taoist Liuyun.

Ma De, if some army commander sends some memorial speech, I don't know when the funeral will start.

I didn't know which tendon was wrong, so I was going to stop that army commander.Immediately, he yelled at Daoist Liuyun, "Daoist Liuyun, this is the funeral of the old hero. According to the funeral process, at 8 o'clock, the chicken should be killed to worship the gods, and then the gong should be struck. It is already past 8 o'clock. If we send mourning How long will the funeral be delayed?"

Immediately, countless pairs of eyes looked at me, their eyes were full of anger, especially the eyes of Daoist Liuyun, who wished to tear me alive, and said: "Young people have never seen the world, so don't talk nonsense, just finish your funeral." Can."

(End of this chapter)