My master is invincible

Chapter 439 Seal Seven (67)

After thinking for a while, I looked at Mr. Fan suspiciously, and said, "Are you always sure that those paper-made furniture are placed next to the Eight Immortals table at Tianshu?"

He nodded, asked me to pass a cigarette, crushed it, put some shredded tobacco in the pipe, smoked a few puffs, and said, "Chen Baxian, can I still lie to you? Follow the old man's advice." Just do it."

I froze for a moment and didn't move. It wasn't that I didn't believe him, but that what he said contradicted my thoughts. If there wasn't enough reason, I wouldn't blindly trust a person. After all, I dare not be careless when it comes to the funeral of the deceased.

Seeing that I didn't move, Mr. Fan's face darkened, he shook the tobacco from his pipe, and said with some displeasure, "Xiaozi, are you afraid that the old man will lie to you?"

"No, it's just that Xiao Jiu can't figure out why he should be placed in the position of Tianshu." I made a bow to him and said, "I hope you can always clarify my doubts."

He was slightly taken aback, stared at me for a while, and asked in a deep voice, "In your opinion, where should it be placed?"

"Yaoguang, as the saying goes, if you want to play a dragon, you have to play the leader. That day, the hub position was the head of the Big Dipper array, which was equivalent to the dragon head. Although you said that the furniture made of paper is very important, the Tianshu position can only hold boxes. Like a house, that's the only etiquette," I explained.

"Oh, you don't believe me?" He looked at me with a smile and said, "I've been a paper maker for 16 years since I was 50, do you think you know more than me, a young man? "

"There is no priority in learning, and the best is the first." After saying this, I felt that it was a bit too much, so I bowed to him again, and apologized: "Mr. The reason is not enough to convince Xiao Jiu."

"Hehe!" He frowned, and said with a sneer, "It's good to say that there is no priority in learning, and those who have mastered it first, you little boy, what do you mean, is this old man inferior to you?"

Upon hearing this, I hurriedly gave up and said, "Mr. Fan, you have misunderstood. Xiao Jiu just thinks that those furniture should be placed in the position of 'Luoguang'."

"Don't change the subject, I'll just ask you, do you think I'm inferior to you?" Mr. Fan said with a straight face.

Hearing his tone, I finally understood why Lao Wang said that he had a weird temper, and I quickly bent over and said, "Mr. Fan, Xiao Jiu really didn't mean that, it's just...just..."

"Just what?" he said to me angrily.

"It's just that Xiao Jiu thinks that those furniture should really be placed in the position of 'Luoguang', and not the position of Tianshu that you always said." After saying this, I was stunned, and my eyes met his. .

"Since you think so, just do it, why do you ask the old man? Since you asked the old man, why don't you do what the old man wants?" He sneered, his tone became more and more serious, and said, "Are you kidding the old man?" ?”

As he said that, he rushed over and grabbed my arm. His strength was so strong that it made me feel a little pain.

Now, I really can't figure it out, it's just a battle for position, do I need to make a move?Considering that he is an old man, I didn't resist, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "I asked you earlier, but Xiaojiu was not sure where to put it in his heart, but the reason you mentioned for the position of Tianshu is really hard to convince Xiaojiu. "

After listening to my words, he was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly burst into laughter, patted my shoulder three times, and said with a smile: "That's right, you are indeed that person's apprentice."

I didn't understand what he meant, so I asked, "You always do this?"

"Haha!" He laughed loudly, nodded to me in satisfaction, and said, "Old man, please call you Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu, this old man was just trying to test you just now, to test your character."

I still didn't understand what he meant, so I asked suspiciously, "You...?"

He made a motion towards me asking for a cigarette, I took out a cigarette and handed it to him, he still crushed the cigarette as before, then sprinkled some shredded tobacco into his pipe, lit it, and took a few deep breaths He said: "A funeral is just like being a human being. You must have a steelyard in your heart to measure the pros and cons. You don't just listen to what others say. No matter how high or noble the other party is, you still need to grasp the steelyard in your heart. If one day, you Leaving Hengyang and going to other places, I don’t know the customs of the new place, and I can’t completely believe what other people say, so I have to measure the steelyard well, understand?”

Hearing this, I suddenly realized, and after a long time of fidgeting, he was testing me just now, so I quickly bent over to him and said, "Mr. Fan taught me a lesson, and Xiao Jiu has been taught."

He ignored me, but shook his pipe, and said in a soft voice: "Rites cannot be abolished when people live in this world, and the rituals focus on funerals. This funeral is different from other rituals and customs. It is inherited, changed, and developed. Any age The funeral rites have all absorbed the spiritual outlook of an era, influenced by the economy and culture of that era, and what they inherit are rituals, not static rituals.”

Speaking of which, he stared at me a few times, and said, "Xiao Jiu, you must have a certain degree of etiquette, and you can't be too pedantic. After all, we live in the present, not the past. It's something handed down by our ancestors. It is not to let us remain unchanged, but to remove its flaws, take its essence, and add things from our era, this is the real funeral."

After listening to his words, I fell into deep thought. Mr. Fan's words were not unreasonable. All along, I followed the funeral etiquette passed down by my ancestors, but ignored that we are living in the present.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Mr. Fan patted me on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Jiu, think about what this old man said. It's not easy to do a good job in this life. I hope you can go far in funerals." Some, don't stick to Hengyang."

I nodded and was about to speak, but he gave up and said: "Well, after this funeral, you go out for a walk, see the funeral customs of various places, and then synthesize the funeral customs of various places. If possible, write A book, biography, the gift of China, prolongation, the brilliance of culture, can also be regarded as making some contributions to the funeral."

"Going out for a walk?" I asked suspiciously.

He nodded and said, "This is not only what I mean, but also what your master means."

"Who is my master?" I couldn't suppress the doubt in my heart anymore.

"Don't say it, don't say it." He stopped and gestured to me again, meaning to let me tinker with those paper-made furniture.

I didn't move, and I was very puzzled, so I grabbed Mr. Fan and asked, "Mr. Fan, just tell Xiao Jiu, who is my master? Otherwise, I will always guess wildly in my heart."

(End of this chapter)