Chang County.
Lin Lu's courtyard.
The old Taoist priest finally asked someone to carry the coffin to Lin Lu's house.
At this time, Lin Lu and his parents were not here yet. They were still at the graveyard on the north slope of Chang County, with their clan elders, busy re-burying the bones of their deceased wife.
At Lin Lu's house, there were already people from the Lin family taking care of everything here.
When the white coffin was carried into the yard.
But I saw that several sturdy long wooden benches had been placed in the yard.
A circle of lime powder has been sprinkled around the long wooden bench.
At the same time, a Taoist legal case table has been set up.
The things required for rituals are already prepared on the table.
An incense burner, some incense candles, a jar of Sanyang wine, a few bowls, chicken blood, black dog blood, and cinnabar.
"The earth has earth energy, which can easily store the air of dirty earth, and there is moonlight above the head."
"So the coffin must be placed on a wooden bench in the air, and at night a cloth must be pulled to cover the moonlight, so as to prevent the dead person in the coffin from breathing in the smell of dirty earth or the moonlight, so that the dead will not rot or get sick. The corpse is causing trouble."
"A layer of lime powder is sprinkled on the ground. The lime powder can absorb moisture from the earth's veins, and the moisture can pass through the corpse's air. It can keep the environment dry and truly isolate the coffin."
The old Taoist priest stood behind the Master's desk and spoke eloquently.
Jin An was fascinated by what he heard.
It was like opening the door to another new world for him.
I didn’t expect that there are so many things to pay attention to when moving and lowering a coffin.
He had never been exposed to these before.
At this time, Jin An saw the old Taoist priest picking up the cinnabar ink thread mixed with rooster's blood and black dog's blood, and began to prepare to tie the white coffin again.
Rooster blood, black dog blood, and cinnabar are all yang substances that can ward off evil spirits and suppress corpses.
These novel experiences are unprecedented.
Therefore, after Jin An finished carrying the coffin, he did not leave immediately, but chose to stay to see how the coffin was tied with the cinnabar ink pipe thread?
"Little brother, can you stand on the other side of the white coffin and help me hold the ink pipe?"
Jin An didn't react at first.
It wasn't until the old Taoist priest looked towards him that he realized that the old Taoist priest was indeed asking him for help.
Jin An agreed and stepped forward to help.
"The techniques used to play the cinnabar ink thread are different according to different sects. For example, the 'Seven Stars Holding the Sky Kàng Miao Kou' is commonly used in the North."
"That's because there are seven star kings above the head who always live in the north. Tianshu Star Lord, Tianxuan Star Lord, Tianji Star Lord, Tianquan Star Lord, Yuheng Star Lord, Kaiyang Star Lord, and Yaoguang Star Lord will live forever. Lives in the Immortal Palace due north. Therefore, the seven stars in the north are always the brightest."
"There is an ancient saying that 'you can tell the north and the south by looking at the Big Dipper at night', which comes from this."
"So when you're killing corpses in the North, it's best to use the 'Seven Stars Holding Heaven's Magic Button'."
Jin An suddenly realized.
Then he couldn't help but hum: "The stars in the sky don't speak, the stars in the sky are participating in the Beidou, coax them to participate in the Beidou."
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The old Taoist priest glanced at Jin An in confusion.
This little brother has a good heart, but his brain seems a bit lacking.
Ordinary people would be frightened when they see the coffin.
That's good for him.
He could still look at the coffin so easily, as if he had no heart or lungs at all.
The old Taoist priest continued to explain: "Another example is the Duolong King in the South. The moisture is heavy, and the moisture leads to the corpse's energy. The corpse likes to hide in a dark, damp place with cold air and practice, so the ink fountain in the South has a thread. It’s best to rely on the power of fire virtue.”
"Nandi uses the 'Thunder Thunder Breaking Evil Button'."
"Leigang is a pure Yang treasure. There are often rumors among the people that when and where the evil was very powerful, one day suddenly there was a bolt from the blue, and thunder and lightning killed the evil thing."
"As for the northwest, there is no need to use ink pipes and bullets to suppress corpses. Instead, there is a need to build drought bone piles. Where there is evil among the people or there is no rain, the local people will go out to the whole village to find strange tombs, and then Digging graves and digging up corpses, and burning zombies. The folk customs in the northwest are the most rugged."
This is a popular science lesson from an old Taoist priest.
Jin An listened with great interest.
"Listen to what the Taoist priest said. Taoist priest, you have traveled to many places and traveled around a lot, right?"
When it comes to this matter.
The old Taoist priest immediately became interested.
In the following time, Jin An listened to the old Taoist priest boasting about his various deeds admired by thousands of people in the past decades, while he continued to tie the cinnabar ink thread with his hands and feet.
The old Taoist priest's spittle flew into the air. He didn't feel dry even after talking for an hour. On the contrary, the more he talked, his face became more and more rosy and he was full of energy.
It seems that when people grow old, they like to tell their younger generations about their youthful deeds.
When the cinnabar ink thread was finally tied, Jin An asked the old Taoist priest, what should I do with the white coffin next?
It won't always be at Lin Lu's house, right?
Wouldn't that scare Lin Lu's whole family so much that they couldn't sleep at night?
The old Taoist priest replied to Jin An and said that he would spend the next few days to circle around Chang County and use the Patriarch Yin and Yang Compass in his hand to measure the mountains, rivers and stars in Chang County to see where exactly this white coffin came from.
His good things return to their original owners.
Wherever it comes from, let it go.
Jin An asked what if he couldn't find it?
Maybe the other party is from another county?
If that's the case, Taoist priest, even if you break four legs in Chang County, you still can't find the real source.
"!"
Who are you calling an old dog?
The old Taoist priest was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at Jin'an, saying that if he really couldn't find the source, he would take advantage of these few days of surveying the mountains and rivers of Chang County to pick a piece of land with good Feng Shui so that he could bury the suffering master in the white coffin. .
From now on, nothing will happen to Jin An.
So, Jin An left Lin Lu's house.
Next, Jin An planned to go to the drug store to get "Shengui Dabu Decoction" according to the prescription.
Then go back to the inn.
He already feels that a breakthrough is imminent. If he takes another century-old medicinal decoction tonight, he should be able to break through to the fourth level of the "Blood Knife Sutra".
After walking out of Lin Lu's home, Jin An felt that he would never come here again.
…
Not long after Jin An left Lin Lu's house.
A member of the Lin family hurriedly ran into the yard from the direction of Beipo Cemetery, sweating profusely.
"Daozhang Chen, found it!"
"found it!"
"The missing bones of my cousin-in-law have finally been found. Daozhang Chen, you really knew what was going on. We indeed found the bones in the woods of Dullhead Mountain!"
…
When Jin Anshi bought the medicinal materials and returned to the inn, he found that the innkeeper's wife, a well-maintained and charming thirty-year-old widow, was standing at the door of the inn with the waiter, trying to block him. .
In addition to the widow shopkeeper Zhang blocking the door, there were two sisters, one older and one younger, following behind her.
It was the Zhang Lingyun sisters who left home with their younger sister to become a monk.
Zhang Lingyun has long and narrow eyes, firm and strong legs, and skin as white as snow. She has been a martial artist since she was a child. She has a heroic appearance and a slim figure. Miss Zhang Lingyun is still as beautiful today.
A girl next door has just grown up.
"Mr. Jin An, we heard that you went to the mass grave on the north slope today to be a coffin bearer, carrying someone else's coffin?" Zhang Lingyun spoke to Jin An, her voice round and clear, clear and beautiful.
Well……
Jin An's first thought was, is the shopkeeper going to drive him away today?
