Fortunately, Niu Gengtian's wife only cut off a finger, so it was not a big deal.
Of course, this is based on the current situation. If it were normal, cutting off a finger would be a big deal.
But at this juncture, it is normal for many people to die, let alone cutting off a finger.
I saw that the women in the village were already helping to bandage the wounds of Niu Gengtian's wife, so I ignored it and hurried back to the mourning hall to preside over the funeral.
At this time, Lin Ze was also watching from the side, looking even more vigilant than me.
I saw that the time was almost up, so I immediately asked everyone to raise the coffin and pay the funeral without any delay.
But just as I was walking out of the mourning hall, a wooden board suddenly fell from my head without warning and hit me directly on the head.
I seemed to realize the danger at that moment, and I quickly and subconsciously hid aside.
But the wooden board still hit me on the shoulder, knocking me over and falling off the eaves of the corridor.
There are many wooden boards for coffins under the eaves of this house. They are all very thick and large boards. Because the wooden boards are afraid of getting damp, they are placed directly on the beams, not touching the ground.
When someone dies in this village, they always hire a carpenter, so naturally every household has some coffin boards.
However, this kind of board is placed on the beam and is generally placed relatively securely. It is definitely impossible to fall down under normal circumstances.
But just as I was walking underneath, a coffin board fell down.
Fortunately, I was more vigilant and hid for a while, otherwise if I was hit in the head, my head might be blown open.
After all, these coffin boards are very thick boards and are very heavy.
Even if it was hit on the shoulder, I felt that my entire left shoulder had lost all feeling, and the shoulder quickly became swollen.
When other people saw that I was hit directly by the coffin board, they were naturally frightened, and several people rushed forward.
"It's okay, hurry up and pay your respects."
I got up from the ground, then gritted my teeth and waved my hands.
Everyone felt relieved, and then the funeral procession carried the coffin and quickly left the door.
In the eyes of others, this might be just an accident, but Lin Ze obviously realized something was wrong.
So he quickly came up to me and asked, "What's going on? Could it be that the torture and injury happened to you as well?"
"They should be inseparable."
I sighed and said gloomily.
"By the way, you have also seen the five-clawed dragon. Be careful. I feel that this thing seems to be more ferocious than we imagined. Niu Gengtian's wife just cut off one of her fingers. She has also seen that thing."
After saying that, I quickly reminded Lin Ze.
"Don't worry, I will pay attention."
Lin Ze nodded and said solemnly.
Although it seemed like nothing big happened at this time, the uneasy atmosphere had begun to spread throughout the village.
We carried the coffin out of the door and walked all the way to the cemetery on the mountain. Suddenly we met the corpse stitcher Liu Ye on the way.
I didn't expect that this old guy was fine. I originally thought that something happened to the body last night, and he, the person who stitched the body together, would be implicated, but it turned out that he was fine.
"Gengtian, why are you in such a hurry to have a funeral? According to custom, isn't there a three-day suspension of mourning?"
After Mr. Liu came up to greet him, he frowned and asked Niu Gengtian.
"Mr. Li said that this matter should be done sooner rather than later. I also thought that the white-haired person would send the black-haired person. It would be torture to wait for one more day, so I simply went to the funeral as soon as possible."
Niu Gengtian said with a slight sigh.
"But in our village, every person who dies has to be suspended for three days. You are breaking the rules. What if Shitou doesn't agree?"
Master Liu looked at me and said with a gloomy expression.
Niu Gengtian was also stunned by the question. He didn't know how to answer for a while, so he could only look at me for help.
"Sixth Master, you are better off meddling in this matter. I am responsible for the funeral, and I know it well."
I said directly in a cold voice.
This old man was obviously looking for trouble, and I was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.
After all, he is just a corpse stitcher, and I am the one presiding over the funeral ceremony. Of course, I have the final say when the funeral will take place, and we do not need his consent at all.
To put it bluntly, this old man is just a dog meddling in other people's business.
"Do you know what's going on?"
Master Liu suddenly looked at me and sneered: "If you break the customs in the village, if something happens to the village, for example, someone has a serious disaster or a minor illness, or someone dies. , can you dare to bear it?"
His words immediately confused me.
Originally, I thought that he wouldn't be able to get involved in this matter, so I would just leave him alone. Who would have thought that he would actually talk about things according to the custom of the people in the village.
And he also asked me if someone has a serious disaster or a minor illness, or someone dies, can I afford it? Isn't this nonsense, is it obvious that you are setting a trap on me?
How could I possibly care about major disasters, minor illnesses, or the death of someone?
At this time, I really had to take a high look at this old guy. I didn't expect that he actually knew how to use such superstitious concepts and customs to blackmail me.
If I say I can afford it, then if anyone in the village gets sick, I'm afraid they will have to rely on me, saying that it's because I broke the customs in the village.
After all, no one can tell you something like this. As long as everyone thinks so, then even if it's not true, it becomes true.
"Old man, people die every day in this world. No one can guarantee this kind of thing. If you really want to use superstition to talk about it, then I say you have stopped the coffin of the deceased now, and then the deceased will be blamed. Get up, the village is not peaceful, if someone is haunted and someone dies, can you afford it?"
Lin Ze yelled back at him.
"You're just being ridiculous. I'm talking about the customs in the village. What's the problem with stopping the coffin of the deceased?"
Mr. Liu said with a dark face.
"You don't understand this, right? The deceased has to rush to be reincarnated after a funeral. If you stop here and waste time and miss the time of reincarnation, then he will not be able to be reincarnated by then. , can only become a lonely ghost, wandering in the village all the time. Do you think your village can still be peaceful at that time? I'm afraid he will have to find you first."
Lin Ze said and pointed at Mr. Liu's nose, and his finger almost poked into his nostril.
Master Liu was immediately stunned.
How could he possibly be able to tell lies compared to this guy Lin Ze who kept his eyes open?
This guy can tell you whether he's dead or not, and when it comes to messing around and talking nonsense, he's unmatched.
The old guy has met his opponent this time.
