My master is invincible

Chapter 355 Nine Coffins (78)

Hearing this, Fatty Guo was stunned, and said, "Isn't the old hero already dead? How could he call for someone?"

I smiled and said: "Some people are dead, but they live in their hearts, and some people are alive, but they are already 'dead'."

After finishing speaking, I ignored him and walked towards the entrance of the village.

At the entrance of the village, driver Wu led a group of villagers towards me. I counted them, and there were about 60 people, which should be the entire labor force of their village.

When the driver Wu saw me passing, he trotted over and said with a smile, "Xiao Jiu, thank you for giving us this opportunity in Yinzi Village, thank you so much." Then, he took out three packs of cigarettes, I looked at them, good guy, yes Hard Chinese.

"It's a little thing, I hope you can accept it!" He stuffed the cigarette in my hand.

I froze for a moment, didn't understand what he meant, so I said, "What is this?"

He smiled awkwardly and said, "Thank you for giving us the opportunity to carry the coffin in Yinzi Village."

"Thank me?" I still don't understand what he means.

He nodded and said: "The old hero is an anti-Japanese hero. It is the glory of our Yinzi Village to be able to carry his coffin. You may not know that after I told everyone the news, those villagers drove away overnight without saying a word. Come here, especially when that kid and his wife are there, even before they have time to put on their trousers."

As he said that, he pointed to a young man not far away. He was in his twenties, with dark skin and only wearing a pair of thin underpants. When he saw me looking over, he glared at Driver Wu.

I smiled at him and didn't say a word, but I looked at these villagers differently. It was just a phone call, and they rushed over overnight.

Later, I told Driver Wu about the destination of the funeral. I thought they would be surprised and talk about the price.I found out that I was wrong, very wrong, and they agreed without hesitation, and said that they would not take any money, and that giving money would be an insult to them.

This made me stunned for a long time. Many people look down on rural people, saying that rural people are sloppy and have no quality.Sometimes, I really want to say a few words, they are not sloppy, but the living conditions facing the loess and back to the sky, which makes them unable to clean up, they are not without quality, but have a terrible low level of education, even illiterate.

However, they have a grateful heart, and it is enough to have this, no matter how bad it is, it can't be bad.Those so-called high-quality gentlemen who don’t get mud on their soles, how many people know how to be grateful?How many people still remember the years of the Anti-Japanese War? What they thought about every day was profit, money, exploitation, and oppression.

At this thought, I felt a little bit bitter, and was about to speak, but the driver Wu pulled me and said, "Xiao Jiu, put away the cigarettes quickly, otherwise, it will be difficult to explain to the village chief."

I froze and asked him what he meant.He said: "The village chief said that you are the great benefactor of our Yinzi Village. Without you, we would not have had the opportunity to carry the coffin for the old hero. Everything is thanks to you!"

Hearing this, I glanced at him in surprise, and then looked at the villagers behind him. Some people may not understand the meaning of the three packs of Chinese cigarettes, but as a rural person, I can understand the meaning of the three packs of cigarettes .

Three Guarantees of Zhonghua, the money is not much, one hundred yuan, every household can afford it.However, it contains the villagers' admiration for the old hero and their attitude towards their benefactor.

I didn't refuse their kindness. I took the cigarettes, opened three packs on the spot, gave each of them a cigarette, and said, "Let's send the old hero on his last journey. May he live in peace in the underworld."

"May the old man live in peace in the underworld!" The villagers shouted in unison, the sound was like a bell, piercing the sky, making the deserted Lujia Village lively.

Some things are really unbelievable. After more than 60 villagers yelled out this sound, the sky that was originally lightly snowed suddenly stopped. Immediately afterwards, the sun in the east showed a little tip, and the bright red sun shone on Lujia Village. , as if all things were awakened, it looked so soft.

I took out my phone and checked the time. It was 7:[-], and without any hesitation, I led them into the village.

After entering the village, I saw the old lady Lu with tears in her eyes, and the eight sons of the Lu family kneeling in front of the coffin sobbing. Presumably, they were affected by the sound just now.

I comforted them a few words, and asked Fatty Guo to carry two sacks of yellow paper, Stutter to carry two long wooden benches, and some villagers to carry some firecrackers. Due to the distance, the firecrackers were the shortest kind, and they were packed in sacks. Up, six sacks.

Some people will definitely ask, why are there so many firecrackers.This is because the tomb is a bit far away, and the rule of carrying the coffin is that firecrackers must be lit in every village, otherwise the local village will not allow the coffin to pass. These firecrackers are said to be good for removing bad luck, but difficult to buy road cannons.

After getting everything ready, there were only 63 people left to carry the coffin out of the original 48 villagers, and the dozen or so people carried some funeral things in their hands.

I divided the 48 people into six teams, each with 8 people, and asked them to take turns carrying the coffin. If it didn't work, I put the coffin on a wooden bench to rest for a while, and tried my best to let the old hero go to the ground as quickly as possible.After all, the old hero had been dead for a week, and if he was buried later, his body would rot.It is very unlucky for the body to rot before it is buried, and it will affect the luck of the offspring.

After the team was divided, Master Jiang said that according to the etiquette, he should go to the funeral, but he was a little worried about letting Mrs. Lu stay in Lujia Village alone, so he stayed with Mrs. Lu.

In this regard, I did not say anything, after all, what he said was the truth.So, I asked him where is the tombstone?He said that the tombstone was already near the grave, so I just need to put the tombstone up.

I hummed, and didn't ask any more questions, so I got a few villagers to start tinkering with the Jiuzi coffin. Since the weight of the Jiuzi coffin is heavier than ordinary coffins, I used two dragon ropes to weave it into a twist, and then tied the dragon frame. On the coffin of the nine sons.

To do all this well, I arranged for a few villagers who knew musical instruments to play the suona.Speaking of the suona, the suona in Quyang is longer than the suona in Hengyang, and it takes a lot of effort to blow it. Fortunately, the villagers said that they played it before, which made me feel relieved.

Afterwards, I grabbed some yellow paper, candles, and fresh incense, worshiped the gods in the ancestral hall, and told the tablets of the ancestors of the Lu family about the situation of the old heroes, the location of the tomb, and the name of the filial son.

After worshiping the gods, I put the eggs on the altar table into a porcelain pot, held the soul-inducing flag in my left hand, and the porcelain pot in my right hand. Standing on the stone steps of the ancestral hall, I shouted "Funeral! Oh! Oh!" "

The villagers who carried the coffin replied: "Hile!"
(End of this chapter)