Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 609 Happy Burial
Yu Ningqing walked up to Ye Feng's side with some fear, and wanted to hug Ye Feng, but because of Si Han's presence, he felt embarrassed and could only keep his body as close to Ye Feng as possible.

"Are you from Yujia Village?" Ye Feng asked.

Yu Ningqing nodded, "Yes, I work in Binhai, this time I'm going home to visit relatives.

But it was too late after get off work, and I didn't get a taxi. My boyfriend was on a business trip today, so I got into that car in a daze. "

"Really?" Ye Feng frowned, "Then you didn't notice that you were sitting upside down?"

"Sit upside down?"

"That's right, because when we boarded the car, the car was headed towards Binhai.

When you got on the bus, it should have been heading towards Binhai. "

Yu Ningqing and Ye Feng were stunned: "I don't know... I'm a road addict... and the car was so stuffy, I fell asleep in a daze when I got in the car."

Ye Feng shook his head helplessly.

However, Yu Ningqing reminded himself that the hearse probably ran back and forth on this line.

Keep collecting souls, why?
Now Ye Feng feels a little regretful, he might as well ask the hearse driver about it.

But the hearse driver was just a corpse, so he didn't necessarily know anything.

"Let's go." Ye Feng said.

"I don't dare..." Yu Ningqing replied tremblingly when he heard the suona sound that was far and near at that time.

"It doesn't matter, it may be a good thing that the old man from some family has a happy funeral." Ye Feng replied with a shrug.

"Brother Tianshi, the funeral itself is the death of a person, so is there any kind of happy burial?" Si Han asked a little strangely.

Yu Ningqing also looked puzzled, everyone is dead, why is there still a happy burial?
Sending people to death happily?
Seeing that the two were interested, Ye Feng explained while leading the two forward: "Happy burial is also called a white wedding event. The earliest word came from Yang Jingting's "Doumen Miscellaneous Poems Fashion Gate Knowledge List": "It's not easy to live in Chang'an, frugality and a little self-forgiveness; the most fearful thing is the wedding and funeral, and it will be embarrassing when you know a single person. "

"Mourning and Sacrifice" in "Qing Barnyard Banknotes" contains: "Happy mourning", "If someone has a mourning, it is also a mourning event, and there is no time to mourn, so what is there to be happy. And there is a so-called happy mourning, which is based on the deceased. It is gratifying to have both good fortune and longevity.”

The old BJ people call "happy mourning" means "good luck and longevity".That is, full blessing, full life, and full death.These basic conditions are indispensable:

Quanfu refers to the fact that his own family belonged to "Katasi Yanqing" before his death, and the population was prosperous, forming a large family.He is the head of a large family and has even been revered as the ancestor

Full life refers to the death of the deceased at the age of 90 or [-], or even breaking through the [-]-year-old mark, and the minimum must exceed the age of seventy.The older you are, the older you are, the more you meet the conditions for "happy mourning".Therefore, its full name is "Old Xisang".

The whole end is also called "good end", which means to end one's life satisfactorily.The folks believe that the deceased accumulated virtues and did good deeds during his lifetime, and made extensive meritorious deeds, so that he would not be tortured by illness at the end of his life, or even "die without disease" and die of old age naturally.This is regarded as the fundamental condition of "happy mourning".

Of course, there are exceptions, that is, our Taoist view of life and death is more indifferent. For example, Zhuangzi, a great Taoist master of a generation, recorded in "Zhuangzi Zhiyue": Zhuangzi's wife died, Huizi hanged her, and Zhuangzi sang with a skip on a drum basin.

Huizi said: "Living with people, the eldest son is old, and it is enough not to cry when he dies, but it is not too much to sing with drums!"

Zhuangzi said: "No way. It's the beginning of death. How can I not be sure? Looking at the beginning, there is no life at all. It is not only lifeless but also formless. It is not only formless but also has no energy. Mixed between , change to have energy, change to have form, change to have life, and now to change and die, this is the same as spring, autumn, winter, summer and four seasons. Humans sleep in a big room, but I follow along. Crying, thinking that it is not clear to life, so stop.

Our ancestors knew this truth early: life is a cycle, and generations go back and forth in the river of life.

Shuowen Jiezi said: "Darkness is also south of the water and north of the mountain."

Then he said: Yang, "Gao Ming."

"Shuowen Jiezi Yizheng": "Gao Ming also speaks to Yin." Case: The high one is the sky; the bright one is the sun.Life is Yang, and death is ************ There is a saying in the German Book of Virtue: "Everything bears Yin and embraces Yang, and the Qi is in harmony." Life and death are the fate that everyone cannot escape, and life and death depend on each other. "People's anger gathers together, gathers for life, and disperses for life."

"Zhuangzi. Journey to the North" "the end of life is death".

"Han Feizi. Jie Lao" "The dead are the end of a person".

Life and death are happiness and sorrow.It's actually not that important anymore.

Red is used for happy events, but red is sometimes used for funerals instead of white.That is happy burial. "

After Ye Feng finished speaking, both of them were dumbfounded, while Si Han clapped her hands and said, Brother Tianshi, you are too powerful, you all know that!

Yu Ningqing asked weakly: "Are you a scholar?"

"Uh...not really...this is just some basic knowledge of our Taoism."

"Are you a Taoist?" Yu Ningqing exclaimed.

"What's wrong, surprised?" Ye Feng looked at Yu Ningqing.

"No, no, no..." Yu Ningqing waved his hands again and again, "Don't get me wrong, I just rarely see such a profession.

In other words, seeing a Taoist priest like you who is truly knowledgeable about the past and the present..."

"Now there are too many fake Taoist priests in the world. It's normal for you to misunderstand Taoist priests." Ye Feng shrugged.

"Sorry." Yu Ningqing smiled.

"Listen to me, aren't you afraid?" Ye Feng pointed at the fork in front of him: "How should I go?"

"I'm not afraid anymore." Yu Ningqing also smiled, "to the right."

Yu Ningqing walked to the front again and led the two of them forward. The suona sound became clearer and clearer. It really was a funeral procession.

The burial line was not very long, the people in front seemed to be struggling to carry a coffin, the people behind were playing suona, and some family members followed.

The three stood beside him, and when the coffin passed Ye Feng's side, he felt something was wrong.

Why is the atmosphere in this coffin so chaotic.

Even, there is a little bit of anger in it.

"Are you in a hurry to go home?" Ye Feng asked Yu Ningqing.

"Ah... don't worry... After all, I have to wake up my parents when I go back at this time... What's the matter with you?"

"Come with me to see the fun?" Ye Feng said with a smile, without mentioning the coffin.

Anyway, she didn't understand.

Yu Ningqing chuckled, "Daozhang Ye also likes to join in the fun...OK..."

Ye Feng and others followed the burial procession from a distance until they reached a cemetery.

It was brightly lit there, and there were a few girls in hot pants and crop tops, dancing non-stop to Little Apple's DJ version in the cold wind.

The three of them were all stunned, and Si Han gently tugged at Ye Feng's arm: "Brother Tianshi... this is too happy..."

"Bondi on the grave..." Ye Feng also spat out these four words in a daze.

"Ye Daochang, is this part of the funeral..."

"No, our ancestors didn't have such dreadful things..." Ye Feng shook his head, "This may be part of your Yujia Village..."

"Uh..." Yu Ningqing was a little embarrassed.

Amidst the explosive music of the Little Apple DJ version, a leader yelled and was buried in the coffin.

The four people who were carrying them walked slowly to the four corners of the pit, and then slowly prepared to bury the coffin, but at this time Ye Feng noticed that something had bitten a hole on the right side of the coffin board. He even stretched out a small hand.

The very white and tender hands looked like a baby.

Those people saw it, but they didn't seem to have any reaction at all, and even the speed of the men falling into the coffin was a little faster.

Angry, messy angry.

Ye Feng is not sure what is inside, but it is definitely a life.

"stop!"

Ye Feng's energetic voice overwhelmed the DJ version of Little Apple, and also overwhelmed the noisy human voice.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but it seemed that no one paid any attention to Ye Feng, the leader still shouted: "Go down to the earth for burial!"

"Bury your sister!"

Ye Feng stepped on the ground, and quickly rushed to the side of the coffin, and with one hand, he lifted the coffin board.

After opening it, even Ye Feng was stunned.

The baby looked like it was just born, but it didn't cry or fuss at all, and there was even a smile on the corner of its mouth.

Strangest of all, his mouth was full of teeth.

These teeth are like the teeth of a shark, very sharp and small. The coffin board on this side was bitten open by the baby's teeth.

Ye Feng froze for a moment, then picked up the child.

This messy anger came from him.

"Who the hell are you, bastard!" The leader shouted angrily, "Put this bastard back quickly, or we'll bury you together!"

"Where are his parents!" Ye Feng asked loudly.

Behind the leader came out a couple. They looked to be in their thirties, their complexions were very pale, and it was unclear whether the expressions on their faces were pain or sorrow.

"Yu Liang! Zhang Li!" Yu Ningqing shouted in shock.

Yu Liang and Zhang Li looked back at Yu Ningqing together, showing a bitter smile: "Ning Qing is back."

"You...why would you like to bury your own children!"

These two were Yu Ningqing's playmates when he was young. They were big brothers and big sisters who took Yu Ningqing to play. The relationship between the three of them is very good. A few days ago they gave birth to a child, and Yu Ningqing paid back a gift money of 500 yuan Woolen cloth!
But today the happy burial is the newborn child!

And according to Daoist Ye, isn't this happy burial only applicable to the elderly and Taoists?

But Yu Liang and Zhang Li never believed in anything...

"Is he your friend?" Yu Liang pointed at Ye Feng wearily, "Let him come up quickly, and don't disturb our business."

"Business?" Yu Ningqing looked at the child in Ye Feng's arms and noticed something strange, "Don't be impulsive! This is your flesh and blood after all.

He is Daoist Ye, very powerful. I got into a hearse by mistake and he saved me. Maybe you can ask him for help! "

"Oh?" In the eyes of Yu Liang and Zhang Li, there was a gleam of brilliance, but it quickly went out...

(End of this chapter)