My master is invincible

Chapter 644 Wind Burial (63)

After listening to my explanation, Lang Gao was about to ask again, but I stopped immediately and said, "It's getting late, it's time to prepare for the funeral."

After finishing speaking, I started to arrange the funeral. First, I asked the middle-aged men to tie a white cloth on their right arms. Since Chen Tiannan was the coffin-bearer this time, I asked him to tie a white cloth on each arm and waist.

After arranging this, I brought Su Xiaolin in and told him about the earthly gas. He nodded his head and said it was okay, and then said a lot of things to me. Basically, he didn't expect that I would His sister is so good, he didn't expect that I would risk my life for his sister's place of refuge.

In this regard, I didn't explain anything to him, so I asked him to find some people to take out some tools for the funeral.

He readily agreed to come down, and recruited more than [-] villagers from Wanmingta, and asked them to hold a wreath in their hands, and arranged for some people to beat gongs and drums, and then arranged for four people to carry the "fetal goods" to walk behind the coffin.

When everything was arranged properly, it was already [-]:[-] in the evening. I looked into the mourning hall, and the things that should be prepared were already ready, and it was only an hour away.

"Master Jiu, where is my white cloth?" Joyce suddenly walked over.

Hearing this, I smiled wryly. I had been working on coffins before, but I forgot to release the white cloth, so I called Lang Gao over and asked him how much white cloth he bought. He said he bought two horses, 200 feet long. .I asked him how much he used up. He thought about it and said, it was about 50 feet.

Hearing this, I glanced at the door. If those people outside the door were all burying Meng Ke, the white cloth would not be enough, so I yelled at the door: "The funeral is about to happen. If you don't want to see Meng Ke off, I hope to leave quickly, Xiao Jiu is here to say thank you."

As soon as these words came out, the door was filled with excitement, everyone was clamoring for Meng Ke's funeral, even those who hadn't eaten at the banquet were clamoring for Meng Ke's funeral.

Seeing this, I smiled wryly. It is said that it is a good thing that there are so many people attending the funeral. The problem is that the total number of these people is estimated to be about 200 people, and 150 feet of white cloth is definitely not enough to distribute.

Those people seemed to see my embarrassment, and they shouted kindly one by one, "Xiao Jiu, I just want a little white cloth, not for anything else, but for your attachment, it is worth my participation in this funeral."

"Xiao Jiu, I just want half a foot of white cloth, this is my gift money."

"Xiao Jiu, who is the knower of this funeral? Let him come out to collect the gift money."

"Xiao Jiu, I am the cousin of Meng Ke's cousin's nephew's uncle. I am related to Meng Ke. I must be included in the funeral. This is my gift money."

"Where is Zhike, come out to collect the gift money soon, otherwise, I will be impatient with you."

In an instant, the people at the door were all busy asking the intellectuals, and even Shi Liu and the others walked into the mourning hall and said, "Xiao Jiu, I gave the gift money in advance, so Bai Bu should have it?"

"Yes, the few of us have been involved in the funeral for a long time, and the white cloth must not be missing." This is what Wizard Ma said.

"Hey! Xiaojiu, you probably don't hold grudges, you should have my white cloth!" Bao Erhua said this.

I raised my eyes and glanced at them, and said: "Of course, there is no shortage of white cloth for you. However, Mrs. Shi, I don't understand why they have to go to the funeral because they are neither related nor related to Meng Ke?"

That Shiliu smiled and explained: "Little Jiu, when your master was in the Wanming Pagoda, the funeral was really crowded with people ranging from eighty-year-olds to four-year-olds, all vying to be the first to ask for it." Funeral, very similar to the current situation. However, you are different from your master. At the beginning, your master shocked the people in Wanming Pagoda with his own ability. Everyone wanted to witness his old man's demeanor, but you With your own persistence, get their approval and let them start to admire you."

After listening to her explanation, I was stunned for a long time. Is this a blessing in disguise?
Afterwards, I pushed Lang Gao out, and told the people at the door that Lang Gao was an acquaintance of the funeral. As for the gift money, I told them that each person was only allowed to give one yuan, as a token of affection.

After Lang Gao was pushed out by me, he almost didn't kill me, so he said: "Chen Jiu, you are trying to trick me to death. There are so many people, how did I arrange to come here?"

I said, "As a knowledgeable guest, you need to increase your knowledge. Only in this way will you be able to handle the big scenes in the future."

Sometimes I have to say that the quality of these people in Wanming Pagoda is really high. When they heard that Lang Gao was an intellectual, they immediately stopped making noise and consciously lined up into five teams.On our side, a table was set up at the door. Lang Gao was responsible for collecting money and remembering people's names. Chen Tiannan and some middle-aged men were in charge of tearing white cloth. Due to the large number of people, each white cloth was very short. , only a little more than half a foot, just enough to tie on the arm, if the figure is seriously out of shape, this white cloth is definitely not enough to tie on the arm, fortunately, there are no particularly fat people in Wanming Pagoda, so these white cloths are still enough .

It took about 15 minutes, and finally the white cloth was distributed, and there was a little more than a foot of white cloth left.During this period, I have not been idle, I have been standing beside Chen Tiannan, telling him what needs to be paid attention to when lifting the coffin, and also telling him some terms for lifting the coffin, Chen Tiannan seems to be very suitable for carrying the coffin, I just told him once , He was actually able to write it down word for word.

Seeing this, I asked him if his Chinese scores were very good when he was studying.He told me that when he was in elementary school, he studied Li Bai's "Thoughts in a Quiet Night" for three months, but he still failed to memorize it.

Now, I was puzzled, so I asked him why he could remember these two sentences, and he said something that almost broke me.He said that his father's name was Chen Mingyue, and only then did he remember these two poems.Listening to this, I really don't know what to say about him.However, after thinking about it, if he is a piece of study material, he should be staying in school at this time, why would he appear here.

After distributing the white cloth, several of us discussed the route again. According to the custom of carrying the coffin, the funeral route is less than 500 meters, and a detour is needed. I asked Su Xiaolin about the distance from the mourning hall to the Millennium Pine. He told me what 400 meters looks like.

Hearing what he said, we plan to detour the coffin-carrying route a bit. Considering that Meng Ke's coffin is a bit special, the distance we detour is not very far, only about a hundred meters.

After discussing the route, Lang Gao suddenly patted me on the shoulder and said, "Chen Jiu, at the funeral, we need someone to hold Miss Su's photo in front of us. Look at this person, is it you or who?"

(End of this chapter)