My master is invincible

Chapter 599 Wind Burial (18)

Chen Tiannan chuckled and said, "Guess."

Shit, it's already this time, I don't have the mood to joke with him, I gave him a look, and said: "Hurry up, don't ink."

He touched the back of his head and said, "It's far away in the sky, but it's close in front of us."

"Wanming Pagoda?" I was stunned for a moment, and asked him to speak clearly, and he smiled and said, "When I was in Hengyang, that person told me that there were sandalwood coffins in the woodshed of Shi Family in Wanming Pagoda. "

Upon hearing this, I exclaimed, the woodshed of the Shi family?I have been to that place, and there is no coffin, so I asked him: "Are you sure that person said so?"

He nodded, "That man indeed said so."

I was slightly taken aback, turned to look at Lang Gao, and asked him: "Director Lang, you have also been to Shi's firewood house, have you ever seen a coffin?"

He thought for a while, shook his head, nodded again, and said, "The innermost part of the woodshed is too dark to see clearly, maybe there is a coffin, maybe there isn't."

Hearing what he said, I thought about it. It was me, Lang Gao, and Joyce when I went to the Shijia firewood house. When I went to the innermost part, I didn’t know what was going on. In a trance, I seemed to see that person who looked exactly like me.After waking up, I appeared at Su's house, and Su Mengke's body was lying beside me.

Thinking of this, I was taken aback. That person appeared in the woodshed of the Shi family, did he put the coffin there?
Without any hesitation, I asked Lang Gao to start arranging the details of the funeral, while I planned to go to Shi's house.

When I was about to leave, Nalang Gao stopped me and asked me to take Chen Tiannan with me, saying that something had happened and someone would take care of him, and asked me to discuss Su Mengke's funeral with the villagers of Wanming Pagoda.

I knew what he meant, so I agreed one by one, led Chen Tiannan and prepared to leave, but Wang Chuyao stopped us and said, "Ninth Brother, I'm going too."

"No!" I flatly denied her proposal, and led Chen Tiannan out of the door, and Wang Chuyao followed, determined to go with us.

In desperation, we had no choice but to take her with us and head straight to Shi's house.

Since the tent is some distance away from Wanming Tower, it took us half an hour to arrive at the square of Wanming Tower, where many people began to clean up the debris in the square. As for the corpse of the old witch and those heads, they were gone. It must have been taken away by Su Xiaolin, so I didn't think too much about it, and went directly to Shi's firewood house.

When I came to Shi's house, I first told Shi Liu about the situation, and then I asked her to go to the woodshed. I thought she would say some excuses, but she directly agreed and led us to a place in person. Go to the woodshed.

A few days later, I came to the woodshed again, and I didn’t know what was going on. The woodshed felt very ordinary to me. When I pushed the door open, the scene inside the woodshed was still the same. Some messy groceries were placed in front. The place inside was still pitch black, so I asked Shi Liu why the innermost part of the woodshed was so dark.

She smiled wryly and told me that there was a film hanging in the middle of the firewood room, and that film was covered with black ink.I asked him why, and she said that in the late Qing Dynasty, there was a custom in Wanming Pagoda to put the dead in the firewood room. Every July [-]th, the dead were invited out to burn yellow paper and sacrificed to heaven, which meant to thank the dead for their birth. kindness.

However, it would be inconvenient to put a dead body in the firewood room, so a film was hung in the middle, similar to the screens in Guangzhou, to cut off something. (Note: In Guangzhou in the 78s, a screen wall was placed at the entrance. Even now, many people still have this habit.)
After listening to her explanation, I breathed a sigh of relief. I always thought this firewood house was weird, and after a long time of tinkering with it, it was a very thin screen.

At that moment, I turned on the light in the firewood room, walked to the dark place, and reached out to touch it. It felt very thin, so thin that it was easy to ignore the screen. When I reached out and opened the screen, I found the innermost place , although it is still a little dark, but it is definitely not as dark as the first time I came in, and I can vaguely see a glimmer of light.

With that ray of light, I saw a black lacquered coffin near the left. The coffin was a bit bigger, one size bigger than the coffins I usually see. The front end of the coffin was painted with golden cinnabar. Ding Qing took a look at a picture, and it was a picture of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, with four characters engraved on each side of the left side, Penglai Tianwu, driving the crane to the west, and a character of longevity written on the coffin lid. (Note: If the deceased is under 60 years old, longevity is written on the coffin lid, which means to bring longevity to future generations. The deceased has passed his [-]th birthday, and blessing is written on the coffin lid, which means to bring blessings to future generations.)
Seeing the coffin, I was taken aback for a moment, and just as I was about to speak, Shi Liu said, "Chen Jiu, you don't want this coffin, do you?"

I was slightly taken aback, and instead of directly answering her question, I walked over to the coffin, reached out my hand to explore it, and smelled it again. The texture of this coffin is very good, with a very light fragrance, it should be a sandalwood coffin , and said to her: "Madam Shi, I want this coffin, do you think it's okay?"

She looked at me for a while, then asked doubtfully, "For Su Mengke?"

I nodded, "Her corpse is a bit special, and a sandalwood coffin is needed. Can you part with her?"

She hesitated for a moment and sighed: "Chen Jiu, I don't want to talk to you. I paid a lot of money for this coffin. I bought it from Liuzhou. It was originally prepared for my youngest son. As you know, he is very strong. No, be prepared. So... the price of this coffin may be high, and one more thing, as the Eight Immortals, you should know that coffins are generally not easily resold."

I understand what she means. Generally, the coffins you bring yourself will not be resold easily. Unless you find a better coffin, you will resell the original coffin. She is telling me that the price of this coffin is very expensive.

I thought about it and said, "You make an offer."

"15!" she said.

"Could it be cheaper?" I said.

"It can't be cheap. You should know that sandalwood coffins are cost-effective and have strong corrosion resistance. Take the joint burial tomb unearthed in Huai'an, Jiangsu Province in 87. The same type of tomb was only used by one of them. The sandalwood coffin, the body was well preserved when it was excavated, while the other body only had the skeleton.” Then, she looked at the coffin, then at me, and continued: “I spent 12 yuan on this coffin. Wanba, according to the custom, if I sell this coffin to you, I have to prepare a better one for my son, and the price will definitely be higher.”

To be honest, I know what she is telling the truth, and I also know that fifteen is not expensive, but now I only have 14. If I use this money to buy a coffin, what will happen to Meng Ke's funeral?
(End of this chapter)