My master is invincible

Chapter 93
Looking at the old scholar lying on the ground, I felt very sad, so I helped him up and asked him how he was feeling.

He gave up, took a deep breath, and said, "It's nothing serious, but the face is tense!"

As he said that, he handed me two ankle bones, and continued: "Wrap them up quickly, your grandpa will be burned if exposed to the sun." After finishing speaking, he dropped his hands weakly, and I was startled, thinking he was dead. He quickly stretched out his hand to probe his nose, feeling annoyed.

After receiving the bone, I yelled at Lao Wang and the others, "Hurry up, send the old scholar to the hospital!"

At this time, my father walked over with a sullen face, without saying a word, he raised his hand and slapped me on the face, which was very painful. He scolded: "Jiu Yazi, look at what evil you have done, let me go down. You have to stop it, if something happens to the old scholar, let's see if I will beat you to death when I get home."

After finishing speaking, my father and Lao Wang carried the old scholar away, leaving only me, Fatty Guo, Qingxuanzi, mother and Joyce on the grave.

I rubbed my cheeks, with mixed feelings in my heart. I had all kinds of thoughts, and I felt that my mind was a little messed up. Qingxuanzi patted my shoulder, and then I came back to my senses. He said, "Give me the ankle bone!"

I handed the bone to him, and glanced at the place where the old scholar came up. There was a hole the size of a fist inside the tomb, and there was a puddle of water inside. If I guessed correctly, the two ankle bones should be soaked in the water.

"Chen Baxian, come and have a look, there are tiny tooth marks on these two bones!" Qingxuanzi shouted at me.

I walked over and saw that the tooth marks on the bone were very thin. Judging from the shape, it should be the tooth marks of a mouse. I asked Qingxuanzi, "Could it be that the mouse drove the bone into that small hole?"

He nodded and said, "It should be, otherwise your grandpa wouldn't dream of you for several days in a row!"

If you think about it, some people in our ancestors had a bad life in the underworld, so they usually entrust their dreams to the descendants, but the grandfather entrusted us with dreams, it should be because his grave could not live on, and two ankle bones were taken away by rats, so he just passed away. Will you move the grave in such a hurry!
We were busy for a while, Qingxuanzi sprinkled some rootless water on the two ankle bones, lifted the black cloth and put the bones where they should be placed, and the whole human skeleton was presented in front of us.

Afterwards, Qingxuanzi sat on the ground, read some scriptures beside the coffin, and did some Taoist work, sealed the coffin, riveted rivets, and nailed a piece of red cloth on the front and rear ends of the coffin.

I asked him why he nailed the red cloth?He said that moving the grave is not a white wedding event, but also a red wedding event. Nailing two pieces of red cloth is to hang a little bit of happiness for auspiciousness, and the second is to move the grave. Lonely ghost, with a red cloth on it, can calm down the surrounding ghosts.

After we finished the new coffin, my father and Lao Wang came back with sullen faces. They looked a little strange, so I asked them what happened to the old scholar.

Lao Wang glanced at me and said: "The old scholar refused to go to the hospital. He was afraid of dying in the hospital and would not be able to enter the main room. We called a crappy doctor in the country and he was giving the old scholar an IV. It depends on the situation. He won't live long."

Hearing this, my legs went limp, and I knelt on the ground weakly, without saying a word, and I kept blaming myself in my heart. I shouldn't have hesitated at the beginning, and I should have jumped down from the grave immediately, so that nothing would happen to anyone.

"Jiu Yazi, don't blame yourself. The old scholar said, this is his catastrophe. The end of his life has nothing to do with you." Old Wang came over, pulled me up and comforted me.

It is true to say so, but it was always our family who moved the grave that made the old scholar become like this. I am not the only one who blames myself, and the people present are not very interested, and the scene is a bit heavy.

However, the moving of the grave had to continue. In desperation, I forced a smile on my face, handed Qingxuanzi a red envelope, and distributed a round of cigarettes to those present.

About 3 minutes later, Qingxuanzi found a radish and nine copper coins, put them in the tomb, and pushed some soil over the tomb to cover it.Then I poured some gasoline on the coffin and set it on fire. After the burning, the Eight Immortals filled up the tomb. Qingxuanzi stood on it and read some scriptures, and let my father and I kneel next to it.

After finishing all this, I sent a red envelope to each of the Eight Immortals. The red envelope for filling the old grave is the heaviest red envelope in the whole ceremony. I stuffed 24 yuan in it. It's all 12 yuan.

We rested for a while, and when our physical strength was almost recovered, Qingxuanzi asked Lang Gao to light the firecrackers and prepare to drive. He walked to the front of the coffin, holding a mourning stick in one hand and a bell to ward off evil spirits in the other, chanting some incomprehensible incantations.

The Eight Immortals stood in their respective positions, shouldering each other two by two, slowly lifted the coffin, and walked forward slowly. My father and I followed beside the coffin, and Joyce walked behind us with my mother on her back. My father and I had to walk quickly to the front of the coffin, then kneel on the ground, unable to raise our heads, and waited for the coffin to pass by us before we could raise our heads.

Originally, my mother had to kneel down to meet Grandpa's coffin, saying that Grandpa treated her well before he was alive, and we should not lose manners. However, considering my mother's inconvenient legs and feet, I discussed with Joyce for a while and asked her to replace my mother. She blushed first. The face said, this is not good!After thinking about it, and not knowing what was going on, she agreed. However, because her mother was behind her back, Joyce didn't really kneel down, but just bent down to show courtesy.

Grandpa’s new grave is in the cemetery of our village. It’s not too far away. It’s just a few ridges after climbing a small hillside. Lang Gao couldn't help but say something, it's so smooth, the coffin didn't even vacate.

When we were carried to the cemetery, it was already getting dark, and my father and I were kneeling numb, and there were some blood stains on our foreheads. Being a filial son and grandson is like this, and we must satisfy our ancestors in terms of etiquette.

My father and I, one handed a red envelope to the Eight Immortals, and the other handed out cigarettes to the Eight Immortals. Logically speaking, this red envelope should not be wrapped, because carrying the coffin is originally calculated according to wages, and it is not in the etiquette.

However, I think it is a second burial, which is more or less unlucky. Red envelopes may not be useful on weekdays, but they are useful in this second burial. The main reason is that red can bring happiness. Congratulations, go bad luck.

Once the red envelope is handed out, no matter how much money is in it, it is the owner's wish, and the Eight Immortals will accept it with a smile. Of course, some Eight Immortals will definitely go crazy if they see that there is less money in the red envelope. This kind of thing is hard to say, after all, The dragon has nine sons, each of them is different!It all comes according to each person's temperament.

However, these Eight Immortals who follow me, although their families are a little poorer, are not greedy for money in their bones. There are many Eight Immortals in Kay's group.

(End of this chapter)