My master is invincible

Chapter 356 Nine Coffins (79)

When the villagers' words fell to the ground, I held up the porcelain pot in my hand and shouted in a long voice: "There is no wind in the sky, the sun is shining, and the sun is passing fast like water. I don't know how to move forward. My relatives want to go back to the west, but I will send them safely." ..."

When I yelled here, I paused for a while, and shouted in a very strange tone, like the cry of a frog: "All filial sons, thank you benefactors, and the west leads the way and rises together."

After speaking, I slammed the porcelain pot on the west side of the ancestral hall.

With a "bang", the egg fell to the ground and shattered, and the light yellow ball flowed out. (Note: If the egg is not broken, it is considered unlucky; if the yolk is not round, it is considered unlucky.)
Immediately afterwards, the sound of suona, firecrackers, and mourning sounded at the same time, and the villagers who carried the coffin put their shoulders on each other's shoulders, and shouted three slogans, "One, two, three, get up."

Immediately, the coffin of the nine sons was slowly lifted up. The strange thing is that the faces of the villagers were unusually relaxed, as if the coffin of the nine sons was not heavy.

I was stunned for a while, and didn't ask them, so I asked Fatty Guo to spread yellow paper at the front, and led the coffin to walk for a while.I asked Mrs. Lu for a white rooster, and she asked me why I wanted a white rooster.

I said, the journey is long, and when you encounter a bridge, you need to tie the white rooster's feet with a red rope, and let the white rooster go first. Shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

At this time, He Jianhua, who had never spoken, made a move. He handed over a white rooster and said, "Master Jiang prepared the white rooster early in the morning, take it!"

I glanced at him, but didn't say a word. I'm small-minded and hold grudges. I always remember that he kidnapped me. Naturally, I didn't have a good attitude towards him. I snatched the white rooster, thanked Mr. Jiang, and then turned to him. Nine Sons Coffin rushed over.

The funeral procession didn't go very far. I caught up with the procession after a dozen or so steps. I called out to the fat man and said, "You spread yellow paper at the back, and I'll lead the way."

He seemed a little reluctant, and said, "Ninth brother, you asked me to lead the way just now, I...I...just wanted to show off, you...you...you asked me to go to the back again."

I glared at him and said, "Which funeral have you ever seen where the person throwing yellow paper came first? Stop talking so much nonsense and go quickly."

He shrugged helplessly, sighed, and walked behind the coffin of nine sons with an aggrieved expression on his face.

Afterwards, our group walked towards Taihang Mountain.Carrying a coffin for a long distance is not like normal coffin-carrying. There is an iron law that goes across mountains and rivers, no matter what the road ahead is, you can’t go back, you can only go forward.

So, while leading the Jiuzi Coffin forward, I dug out the map and tried to find a relatively short and flat road.

However, the road conditions are not described in detail on the map, but some big mountains and larger rivers are roughly marked.

After thinking about it for about ten minutes, I decided to take the southeast of Quyang. First, the road is mostly flat and there are no high mountains. Second, the eastern foot of Taihang Mountain is in the east, and this road can shorten the distance.

Just after making a decision, something unexpected happened to me. A large group of people appeared in front of us, about a hundred of them, standing in front of us. The leader was in his forties. He looked familiar, as if Where have you seen it?

I thought these people were here to make trouble, so I asked the villagers to surround the coffin.Unexpectedly, the leader came over, knelt down in front of the coffin without saying a word, and shouted: "Old hero, we are here to see you off."

As he spoke, he kowtowed a few times on the ground.Immediately afterwards, the people behind him also knelt down and kowtowed.

This scene made me very puzzled. I helped the man up and said, "Who are you?"

"Young man, don't you know me? I treated your friend's arm in the hospital in the town, forgot?" He smiled and said. .

Hearing what he said, I suddenly realized, no wonder he looked familiar, it turned out to be him.

Immediately, I bent over to him and said, "Aren't you in the hospital in the town? Why are you here?"

He smiled and said: "A few days ago, I found out that the old hero would be buried in Taihang Mountain, and this place is the closest place from Lujia Village to Taihang Mountain. I led some villagers from my hometown to wait here for the old hero's dragon coffin!"

I nodded and wanted to send the old hero to Taihang Mountain as soon as possible, so I said to him: "Now that I have paid homage to the old hero, please retreat and let us pass."

He stood there, with no intention of walking away, touched his forehead, and said awkwardly: "Young man, can you let us accompany the old hero's dragon coffin to the funeral?"

I was taken aback, what do you mean?Do these people want to accompany the coffin of the old hero to the Taihang Mountains?

He seemed to see what I was thinking, nodded and said, "Is it appropriate?"

To be honest, I certainly hope that the more mourners, the better. After all, the Jiuzi coffin is a combined coffin. The more mourners, the more incense the old hero will receive. This is a harmless thing.

Furthermore, with more mourners, the coffin-carrying team can change more frequently, and the walking speed will also become faster.

Immediately, I quickly agreed and asked them to follow behind the coffin, occasionally helping to carry the coffin, and they agreed to come down.

Just like that, the funeral procession, which originally consisted of dozens of people, turned into nearly 200 people, and it was very lively along the way.

After walking about eight or nine miles, I stopped the funeral procession and planned to change to another team to carry the coffin. The villager who carried the coffin said, "The coffin is very light, and we can carry it without difficulty. We will walk another ten miles or so." not a problem."

Hearing this, I looked at their faces, all of them were very relaxed, it didn't seem like they were lying, could it be that the old hero had appeared?

Thinking of this, I burned some yellow paper in front of the coffin to let the funeral procession go on.

Afterwards, our group continued to walk towards Taihang Mountain. To my surprise, every time we walked, a large number of villagers would join the funeral procession because of their admiration for the old heroes.

Three days later, around [-]:[-] in the afternoon, our funeral procession arrived at the foot of Taihang Mountain one after another.

It is worth mentioning that during these three days, apart from sleeping for four or five hours at night, the rest of the time was spent on the road, and the Jiuzi Coffin was always smooth and stable, and nothing strange happened.

However, the number of people in the funeral procession is a bit scary. At a glance, there are black heads, and it is impossible to count how many people there are. I can only say that I have lived for 19 years, and I have never encountered such a large funeral scene.

Even when I think of that scene now, I am still amazed. I dare not say that the scene is as old as the past. At least in Quyang, whenever someone mentions the funeral, they can't help but talk about the scene of the old hero's funeral.

It's a bit far-fetched, let's get down to business.After arriving at Taihang Mountain, because there were too many mourners, I couldn’t enter the mountain at all, so I had to call Cui Zhigang who was guarding the tomb, told him about the situation here, and asked him to contact the military and send someone to manage order .

(End of this chapter)