My master is invincible

Chapter 87
Lang Gao followed Qingxuanzi and walked ahead. Lang Gao held a copper gong in his hand and knocked three times. The Eight Immortals slowly lifted the empty coffin and went straight to the grandfather's grave. The road was very quiet, even the chirping of insects and birds There are very few of them, and the silence is a little scary.

When we arrived at the grave, my father and I knelt on the ground to greet the coffin when it landed. After it landed, I gave each of the Eight Immortals another red envelope, followed by another burst of firecrackers.

"Chen Baxian, you will follow me into the tomb to pick up the dragon's body later." Qingxuanzi looked at me and said, then turned to look at his father and said, "You do the job of warming the dead's bed!"

I had a little understanding with my father, so I asked him: "What is a bed warmer?"

He said: "The deceased has been dead for many years, and the bones should be relatively cold. They cannot be placed in a cold coffin, which will chill the deceased's dragon body. This coffin needs to be warmed by future generations, otherwise it will be regarded as unfilial. If it is not done well, the deceased will die." dissatisfied."

After listening, his father nodded and asked him how to do it.

He said: "You hold seven pieces of yellow paper, four in your left hand, three in your right hand, and lie in the coffin. When the bones are completely taken out, you can climb out of the coffin and put the bones of the deceased into the coffin."

Hearing this, my father was really taken aback. He was stunned for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll lie down right now."

As we said that, we took a lot of effort to get the coffin lid open. My father held the yellow paper in both hands and lay down. The coffin lid could not be covered, so we covered the coffin with a piece of black cloth.

"Father, if you are afraid, I can replace you!" I hesitated for a while when my father stepped into the coffin, as if he was a little scared.

"Jiu Yazi, don't worry, follow Daoist Qingxuanzi to pick up your grandfather's bones. It's not a big problem for me to lie here." Father said.

I nodded, greeted Old Wang and the others looked at my father, and stood behind Qingxuanzi, waiting for his next move.

His eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, hesitated for a while, and said: "There are several Eight Immortals' faces, I'm afraid they will be offended when they see the corpses."

I slapped my thigh with a palm. The old scholar asked me to be careful when choosing the Eight Immortals. I also thought about drawing something on their faces to make their faces look a little sinister. Yes, forget about it.

Thinking of this, I expressed my attention to Qingxuanzi. He thought for a while and said, "That little fat man looks rich and honored. There is no problem with the body, and the remaining eight immortals, if you follow your precautions, you should be able to avoid committing offenses."

Because time was a bit tight, I didn't ask any more questions, and ran home quickly, intending to take a brush and ink to draw something on the faces of the Eight Immortals.

When I first got home, I took those things in the room. I don’t know if the noise was too loud or what happened. I woke up my mother. She shouted in the room: "Jiu Yazi, are you at home?"

I let out a 'huh', took my things, and my mother ran over. When I entered the room, Joyce was sitting on the bedside listening to the Walkman, and my mother was leaning on the bedside. They all looked at me, and my mother said, "Jiuyazi, your grandfather treated me well when he was alive. He moved the grave. I have to go and see. You carry me to the grave."

Originally, I felt that my mother's legs were inconvenient and wanted to persuade her, but her tone didn't sound like a discussion, but an order. I dismissed this idea and asked Joyce to help my mother to my back.

My mother is a bit light, about 80 kilograms. Before she got sick, she weighed 110 kilograms. Now that she has become like this, as a child, I feel a little bitter in my heart.Some people say that lovesickness is the most tormenting person, but now I feel that the most tormenting person is watching my relatives lose weight day by day, but I can't do anything about it.

After carrying the mother to the grave, the people present were stunned for a while, without saying anything, they found a clean stone two meters away from the grave, let the mother sit on it, and then found something to put behind the mother , let her lean on it.

As soon as the mother was arranged, Qingxuanzi waved to me, I walked over, and he asked me: "Chen Baxian, who is that little girl next to your mother, I don't think she is an ordinary girl!"

"Eh? You said Joyce. She is a Gu master. She is my friend. She has no place to go. She lives in my house temporarily and helps take care of my mother." I explained, then thought about it, and had lunch Joyce was sitting next to him at the time, why didn't he ask?I asked out my doubts.

He nodded and said, "When I was eating, I was so focused on talking to my mentor that I didn't pay attention to the side."

After finishing speaking, he slapped me on the face for a while, then looked at Joyce's face for a long time, looked at me strangely, and said, "Chen Baxian, you have a husband and wife relationship with that girl, she may be a wife in the future, but, Her identity is a Gu Master, Xiao Dao has also heard a little about Gu Masters, the road ahead for you is not very easy, if possible, Xiao Dao advises you to stay away from her, otherwise you will encounter something that is not good for you Of course, Xiaodao is just for reference, only for reference.”

I smiled helplessly and didn't want to delve into this issue. For now, I can't avoid Joyce. How can I marry her in the future?This is obviously a big joke.

However, what Qingxuanzi said, and Grandma Qiao said similar things, I was still a little puzzled. What I doubted was not that they said Joyce might be my wife, but Grandma Qiao, who never looked at me directly. You can see these things.

That Qingxuanzi scrutinized Joyce and me for a long time before he said something like this. Could it be that Grandma Qiao has really reached the point where she is so proficient in physiognomy that she can see it with just a glance? Out of the future?That's too scary!This is something that baffles me.

While I was in a daze, Qingxuanzi came over, he patted me on the shoulder, and said, "Don't put too much on physiognomy, let's move to the grave first!"

I said 'hmm' and asked Lao Wang to clean up some of the soil around the coffin with a hoe. They agreed, but they didn't dare to lift the black cloth of the grave, so they could only stick the hoe in and scrape the soil inside according to their feelings. come out.

There is also a reason for not lifting the black cloth. When they raised the grave, they saw that the coffin cover was rotten. If they lifted the black cloth to clean up the soil, the coffin cover suddenly collapsed, allowing the light to shine on the bones and burn the dead. It is easy to offend the Yin people, and this drying of the bones is extremely harmful to the Yin virtues. Generally, the Eight Immortals dare not lift the black cloth to clean the soil when cleaning the soil for an old coffin.

(End of this chapter)