My master is invincible

Chapter 639 Wind Burial (58)

I thought about it for a while, and decided to stick to my own ideas, so I said to Chen Tiannan, "Tiannan, try Chu Yao's method first, if it really doesn't work, let's find another way."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Chen Tiannan and Lang Gao changed. Chen Tiannan seemed to want to say something. Lang Gao patted him on the shoulder and said, "Chen Jiu has such a temper, let him try first."

I smiled wryly, but it was not easy to say anything to them, so I asked Wang Chuyao, "If there is a drop of blood, what is the point?"

When she heard my question, she quickly wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "Ninth Brother, the method is very simple. First close the coffin, then burn some yellow paper, and start dripping blood from the position of the main nail until the coffin is ready to dry." was lifted."

I hummed, thanked her again, and began to arrange for the coffin to be sealed. This coffin is no different from ours. I put some things in and then closed the coffin lid. I will start with Su Xiaolin. Some of the funerary objects were selected from the "fetal goods" delivered, put into the coffin, and then put in the pre-bought descendants' quilts, and then closed the coffin lid and riveted the longevity nails. This process took about 10 to [-] minutes. It is worth mentioning that the person who riveted the longevity nail was Lang Gao. I watched from the side, and I felt a bit astringent in my heart.

After sealing the coffin, I found more than a dozen middle-aged men to enter the mourning hall, burned some yellow paper in front of the coffin, and found a dagger, and made an opening at the position of the index finger.

Immediately, blood flowed out, without any hesitation, I smeared the blood on the main nail, and shouted at those middle-aged men, "Try the coffin."

They stretched out their hands to lift the coffin, shook their heads and said, "It can't be lifted."

Seeing this, I didn't say anything, and dripped a few drops of blood on the other rivets. Every drop of blood would make those middle-aged men try the coffin. To my disappointment, all five rivets were dripped with blood. The coffin still couldn't be lifted.

"Chuyao, is the method you said useless?" I glanced at Wang Chuyao suspiciously.

She was slightly taken aback, and then said: "Ninth brother, I'm sure this method is useful, it may be because of the low blood volume, you can try the position at the bottom of the coffin."

I hummed, followed her method, squatted down, and began to smear blood on the gap at the bottom of the coffin. Since the blood volume on my index finger was a bit low, it was very inconvenient to apply it, so I only smeared it for a few centimeters. The blood on my index finger was dry, I squeezed it, but the blood that came out was pitifully small.

In desperation, I thought of a way, planning to cut my hand veins, and use the blood from my hand veins to pour the bottom of the coffin. I told Chen Tiannan and the others about this idea, but before I finished speaking, Chen Tiannan became angry and grabbed me Arm, roared: "Ninth brother, are you fucking crazy, do you know what this means?"

"Yeah, it's not fun to cut the pulse of the hand. If you can't control it well, you can just tell me here." Na Lang Gao interjected.

I nodded and said in a deep voice, "I know the consequences of this matter, but compared to what Meng Ke has done, what is my little blood?"

"One size counts. Now that my sister-in-law is dead, you don't need to make yourself look like a ghost for a funeral. If you let my sister-in-law know about it, she will never allow you to do this." Stopped in front of me, and said: "Ninth brother, can you stop being so brainy and be more flexible, I beg you, this cutting of the hand pulse is not a joke, it will kill people."

I smiled at him, looked at the coffin again, and murmured: "When she was alive, she could block a bullet for me. After she died, there was something wrong with the coffin. If I remain indifferent, what is the difference between me and a beast? People, I can't be ungrateful, and more importantly, she is my wife, and I can't just watch her lying here, not getting a place to stay, not to mention this little blood, even if it takes my life, it's worth it. Because , My life itself was saved by her."

"Okay, Master Jiu, a real man." Just then, a voice came from outside the door.

Following the sound, I saw Joyce standing at the door. She was wearing plain clothes, a short jacket and a pair of light blue pants. Seeing me looking at her, she gave me a thumbs up. As he walked towards me, he said, "Jiu Ye, yes, he is a real man, and he can risk his life for the one he loves. How many people in today's society can make Jiu Ye's decision? , Master Jiu is being stupid, but, in my opinion, this is the behavior a man should have, and that's what a man should do."

"Why did you come here?" I glanced at her suspiciously and asked, "How about Granny Qiao's funeral?"

She glanced at me appreciatively, and explained: "Grandma's funeral has a lot of things to do, so it took some time."

As she spoke, she glanced at Wang Chuyao next to her, stared at her for a while, and asked doubtfully, "Little girl, you have a familiar smell, did we know each other before?"

Wang Chuyao nodded, bent towards Joyce, and said, "I met my sister a few times in Wanming Pagoda a while ago."

Then Joyce was taken aback, gave up, frowned and said, "I'm not talking about these few days, but a long time ago, I felt a very familiar smell in you, a bit like a friend from many years ago, and you Kind of like close people."

The more she talked, the more she frowned, and at the end, she took Wang Chuyao's arm and looked at it, and said in a deep voice: "I remember seeing you a few days ago, and you didn't have this smell at that time, why haven't you seen me for a while, you The smell on your body can change so much."

Then Wang Chuyao quickly withdrew her hand without looking up, and said softly: "Maybe my sister made a mistake, I have always been me."

Hearing this, I hurried over and explained to Joyce: "There is something wrong with the coffin. Chu Yao stayed in the coffin for a while."

She raised her head and glanced at me, then at Wang Chuyao, her face was serious, she was silent for a while, and then said: "Maybe it's the reason! Maybe it's not the reason. By the way, did the swallow on her chest show itself?"

I nodded and said, "It's exactly the same as the swallow on my chest."

As soon as the words fell, she was stunned for a moment, and without speaking again, she sighed a long time, then walked to the side of the altar, made three bows, lit three pillars of fragrance and put them on the altar, saying: "Su Sue, I'm here to see you."

After shouting this, I noticed that the corners of her eyes were a little wet, so I patted her on the shoulder. I didn't know what to say to her, so I said to her, "My condolences."

She ignored me, but knelt down, "Susu, we used to regard each other as enemies, but now, yin and yang are separated, and creation makes people. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely regard you as my sister."

(End of this chapter)