My master is invincible

Chapter 362 Nine Coffins (85)

Fatty Guo hesitated for a moment, and muttered: "Who wants to be the first, I just want to go back to Hengyang and brag to Yuanyuan, it seems that there is no chance to brag!"

Upon hearing this, I had the urge to strangle him to death, so I said angrily: "Okay, next time I see Zhang Yuanyuan, tell her all about your performance this time, so that the beauty you embrace will return soon!"

"Hey!" He smiled obsequiously, and said, "It's still Brother Jiu who treats me well!"

I glared at him, ignored him, and let Stutter run towards the grave.

After running for about an hour, we came to the tomb. The eight sons of the Lu family knelt beside the coffin of the nine sons, and the villagers who carried the coffin stood behind them holding the coffin. Cui Zhigang and others surrounded the tomb, as if they were tinkering with something. .

"Put me down!" I patted Stutter on the shoulder and jumped off his back.

Seeing me coming, the eighth son of the Lu family stood up quickly, and the fourth son of the Lu family asked with concern, "Are you healthy?"

I nodded and asked him what time it was.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and said, "10:[-], it's just..."

I was taken aback and asked him, "What's the matter? Did something happen?"

He nodded, pointed to the Jiuzi coffin, and said, "There is a gap in the coffin."

I looked along the finger, and there was a gap on the left side of the coffin of the nine sons, about the size of a thumb, and I could vaguely see the body of the old hero, so I asked him what happened?

He shook his head and said: "When the coffin was carried, it was safe and sound, but when we arrived at the tomb, a gap appeared inexplicably, and I couldn't figure out what happened."

Hearing this, I walked over to the coffin of Jiuzi, reached out and knocked on the coffin, the sound was very crisp, the coffin should be fine.

Afterwards, I walked around the coffin of nine sons a few times, walking, walking, I suddenly remembered that when the old coffin was broken, Fatty Guo carried the coffin of nine sons. Can't lift the coffin, the problem must be here.

Immediately, I asked the fourth child of the Lu family, "Have you brought a black cock?"

"Black cock?" He was taken aback, and asked, "Why do you want a black cock?"

I explained: "When crossing the bridge, use a white rooster to worship the Dragon Lord, so that the nine-son coffin has a kind of aura attached to it. This kind of aura is fairy energy if it is exaggerated, and yang energy if it is popular. But now the coffin of nine sons is broken. Using the blood of a black rooster to honor the tomb will stain the coffin of the nine sons with some yin, which is very unlucky in ordinary etiquette. However, in this situation, the Eight Immortals carried the coffin and let the nine sons The yang qi in the coffin is heavier than usual, so the only way to use the blood of a black rooster to pass the yang qi is to make the yin and yang qi blend together, and then recite some special scriptures to transform the yin and yang qi into the infinite qi. Air plugs that gap."

"Can it be blocked?" He asked suspiciously.

I smiled awkwardly and said, "It's just a ritual, the crack must still be there."

"Then how do you know it's blocked?" He asked in a daze.

"Of course there is a way to prove it, you just have to tell me, is there a black cock?" I asked.

"It seems there is," he said, and walked towards the left side of the tomb.

After a while, he walked over with a black rooster and asked, "Is it this kind of rooster covered in black?"

I looked at it, and the rooster was black as hell, its whole body was black, and even the comb was black.

However, I have a doubt in my heart. A rooster is required for burial to worship the gods. It is normal to bring a rooster.

However, it seems a little unreasonable to bring this kind of black rooster. After all, a black rooster is close to the yin, and this kind of rooster will never be brought to the burial.

I asked out the doubts in my heart.The fourth child of the Lu family pointed to the sack not far away, and said, "The sack was given to me by Master Jiang. He probably put a black rooster in it."

Hearing what he said, I was stunned for a long time. Could it be that Master Jiang calculated that a black rooster would be used in this burial?

Soon, I denied this guess. I know Jiang Ye’s ability very well. He is indeed very capable in carving, and he can even be said to be the top sculptor in the country. If you don't come out, even Huang Shigong, the ancestor of sculpture, definitely doesn't have this ability.

But, how could Lord Jiang put a black rooster in the sack for no reason? Could it be my master again?

After thinking about it for a while, I didn't bother about it anymore, so I changed clothes with a villager, washed my face and hands with mineral water, and simply modified my body.

After doing this, I found a dagger, and prepared to kill the black rooster and use its blood to worship the gods.

However, I had lost so much blood just now, and my hand was very weak, so I had to let Stutter take my place and said: "Don't strike too hard, just take a breath."

"Okay!" He responded, and wiped a knife on the black rooster's neck. The black rooster screamed, and kicked its claws violently. Immediately afterwards, chicken blood left.

The chicken blood is similar to the chicken blood we usually see, and there is nothing special about it.I took the black rooster from his hand, patted it on the head four times, and said a sentence in my mouth: "East, south, west, north and south, sting the hub."

After reading these eight characters, I asked the villagers, Cui Zhigang and others to retreat three meters away, and made the eighth son of the Lu family kneel in front of the coffin of the ninth son.

After they took their positions, I took the black rooster and first smeared a little blood on the front of the coffin of nine sons, and then smeared three dots of blood on the cracks, and said in my mouth: "Southeast, north, west, slap the hub."

Immediately afterwards, I held the black rooster and made three bows to the east. After each bow, I would give Jiba a look and ask him to insert three pillars of fragrance and burn nine pieces of yellow paper. (Note: This is respect for heaven.)
After finishing this ceremony, I was stunned, knelt down on the west side of the tomb, held the black rooster's paws with both hands and raised it above my head, kowtowed three times in a row, and said loudly: "I am the Supreme Lord Personal disciple, Chen Jiushiye, Aozi Village, Dongxing Town, Hengnan County, Hun Province, is entrusted by Lu Shaoyun's eldest son, Lu Aiguo, to come here specially, borrowing the precious land for a black rooster, and hope the God of the Land will take care of him Two." (Note: This is a place of respect.)
After reading this, I stood up abruptly, and shouted to the eighth son of the Lu family, "Kowtow, thank you."

The eight sons of the Lu family didn't dare to hesitate, kowtowed quickly and shouted in unison: "I hope the God of the Land will take care of you."

When the voice fell to the ground, I carried the black rooster to the tomb, straightened my clothes, took a deep breath, bowed once to the east, south, west, and north of the tomb, and shouted in a loud voice: " The cry is so loud that it is hard to stop the tears, and the spirit cries for nine days and it is hard to look back, and the son is crying with sorrow, and the rooster descends from the sky."

After shouting this, I gave the eight sons of the Lu family a look and signaled them to cry. They didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately burst into tears, and there was a bit of sadness in the crying.

With the sound of mourning, strange things happened.

(End of this chapter)