My master is invincible

Chapter 760 Yin coffin (44)

As soon as I saw the figure, I pushed Joyce and said to her, "You have better eyesight than me. Look to the right of the old tree. Is there a person standing there?"

She came over knowingly, glanced over there, and said suspiciously: "There is no one, Master Jiu, are you delusional?"

Hearing this, I just felt chills all over my body, and looked up, Ma De, isn't it, there is obviously a figure standing there, how could it disappear.

So I pushed Joyce again and said, "Look carefully!"

"No!" She glanced at me suspiciously, and said in a dissatisfied tone, "Jiu Ye, this is a cemetery, can you stop making trouble?"

"That's right!" Wen Xue came over and muttered: "It's late at night, and you see a person in the cemetery, you should tell a ghost story!"

As she said that, Wen Xue pulled Joyce and walked forward, muttering while walking, "Chen Jiu is too vulgar, what an old ghost story, to scare people with this thing."

Listening to what they said, I was really drunk. There was obviously a figure there just now, how could it suddenly disappear? I can swear that everything just now was absolutely real.

Thinking about it, I looked towards the ancient tree again. I was stunned when I saw it, and I felt a layer of goosebumps all over my body, and a cold air rushed to my head and rushed to my feet. Then... that figure actually appeared again. He appeared in a black suit with many holes in it, a black woolen hat, and a pair of black cotton shoes under his feet.

When I saw this outfit, my first thought was the clothes Li Huamei was holding in her hands.Mad, hell, according to Li Huamei, those clothes were worn by Mr. Fu before his death, and the figure next to the ancient tree is wearing this attire.

Fuck, let me curse secretly, didn't I just see the hell?
I rubbed my eyes vigorously, Dingqing looked, yes, that figure really existed.

"Joyce!" I yelled suddenly. "Look!"

Joyce seemed to hear that something was wrong with my voice, and immediately looked towards the old tree. As before, she shook her head and said, "Nothing!"

I was going crazy, how could it be possible, that figure was clearly there, but when I looked up, the figure was gone.

Now, I was a little panicked, and I couldn't help but ran over quickly, and saw that the old tree was empty.What puzzled me was that there was a shallow scratch on the trunk of the ancient tree, as if it had been scratched alive by someone, or by some wild beast.

I walked around the old tree three times, but I didn't find any strange phenomena, except that the previous feeling kept lingering in my mind, which made me very puzzled. Could it be that my eyes were really dazzled before?
No, my intuition told me that it must not have been dizzy before, and someone must have appeared here.

I am observing the old trees here, while the Lihua girl over there takes out her clothes, props them up with a few branches to make a dummy, and then drops a black woolen hat on the tree with a red string, making people The hat is kept at a point with the dummy, which at first glance, looks a bit like a person falling through a tree.

Seeing this, I asked Li Huamei, "What are you doing? How do you hang the hat up? Just use a branch to support it directly."

She smiled wryly and explained: "Mr. Fu hanged himself before he was alive. According to our custom, the hat must be hung on a tree. Only in this way can the soul of the deceased be summoned."

I kind of understand what she means, she is recreating the scene of suicide that year, so as to arouse the empathy of the deceased.

To be honest, I do not agree with this custom. First, this custom is a bit ominous. Second, since the clothes are burned to the dead, there is no need to burn them in this way. To the dead, this method is a bit cruel.

Of course, this is just my personal opinion.However, in the face of customs, personal thoughts are really useless.

Soon, the pear blossom girl knelt beside the old tree, took out some yellow paper and fragrance, put it next to the dummy, kowtowed three times to the dummy, and spoke some Bunu language.

After she finished speaking, she gave us a wink, meaning let us bow.

According to what she said, the three of us made three bows to the dummy, and we didn't know what was going on. When I made the bows, I always felt that there were two eyes staring at me from behind. When I turned my head, there was nothing.

This feeling was so weird that I was absent-minded when I was bowing. It was not until Lihuamei called me that I came back to my senses.

"Chen Jiu, why are you in a daze!" The Lihua girl called me and said, "Didn't you say that you are the coffin bearer? Read some words!"

I hummed, and I was not polite, I shook my clothes immediately, stared at the dummy, and said: "Heaven and earth Anzhen, tell all spirits, Yueduzhen Palace, the land is only spirit, Zuoshe Youji, don't be alarmed, return to the right way, clarify inside and outside, keep your position, death has a Lingbi, living has a lapel, once burned to the sky, second burned to the soul, third burned to the sun, Yun Henry Zhen, the soul of the dead returns quickly. "

The words I recited were not the words of Shaoyi, but the Andi Mantra during the burial, combined with some words of Yinqi, the purpose of which was to attract the soul of the deceased.

Of course, these are just some words, not to say that ghosts can be found, after all, this is the work of Taoist priests, and we coffin bearers are not capable of that.

After finishing the speech, the Lihua girl asked me for a lighter, lit a pair of candles, stuck one of the candles under the foot of the dummy, and muttered a part of Bunu language.

Although I couldn't understand what she was reading, I could guess that she was praying, just like when we burn yellow paper, we would mutter a few words, generally speaking, to keep the family safe.

Soon, the pear blossom girl stopped muttering, and lit another candle towards the dummy's trousers.

In an instant, the pants immediately ignited, bursting out a strange smell, wafting in the air.

The four of us quietly watched the clothes gradually burn, and no one spoke.

About halfway through the fire, the Lihua girl frowned, turned to look at me, and asked me: "Chen Jiu, is the word you read useful?"

I thought about it for a while, but it's hard to answer this question. I'm not a Taoist priest, I'm just a coffin bearer. All I can do is follow some customs. Whether it's useful or not, I really don't know.After all, I live in the world of the sun, and I can't go down to the underworld, so go ask Mr. Fu yourself!

So, I shook my head and said I don't know.

The pear blossom girl said a word of oh, she didn't say anything more, she stared straight at the dummy, and Joyce and Wen Xue beside her were also staring at the dummy, while I glanced at the pear blossom girl, with a feeling in my heart I can't tell the feeling, I can only pray that this burned clothes will be useful.

(End of this chapter)