Immediately I understood its meaning, just like peach wood is a feminine object when alive, but when it is dead and made into peach wood nails, it is a phallic object.
This raccoon bone also has the same effect.
The grudge in my heart disappeared, so I put the bracelet on my wrist.
Back in the yard, they asked the villagers to put the coffin down, but He Cai'er didn't let them leave, meaning that when they set off, people would always be needed to carry the coffin, so there was no need to find everyone from the Feng family.
I didn't refuse either.
My grandma also came to help when changing the coffin.
My father's body was moved into the coffin easily.
But when my grandfather was moved, he stood upright in the chestnut coffin and refused to lie down...
And his head seemed to have moved slightly, looking in one direction!
The villagers standing guard were obviously a little panicked.
He Cai'er was also puzzled. She asked slightly uneasily: "Sixteen, what's going on? Mr. Yin Shu..."
I looked at my grandfather's body steadily for a few seconds, then looked in the direction he was looking at, and sighed again.
Grandma's expression was a bit cold. She stood behind Grandpa's coffin, and her tone was also a bit complaining.
"You have been dead for so many years and you are still unwilling to accept it? Your son also died there, and your grandson almost died there."
"In addition to your kind heart that makes everyone want to take pity on you, you haven't left anything good to Shiliu. Do you want to make a fuss about it?"
"Sixteen will not let you return to Xiaoliu Village to become a base, and I don't agree with it either."
The moment grandma said these words, grandpa's body suddenly fell straight into the coffin with a bang...
The villagers looked at each other.
Grandma's eyes were slightly red, and she added: "Sixteen, why are you looking for such a good coffin for him? It is already his blessing to be able to bury him in peace."
While I smiled bitterly, I also gave my grandma a few words of advice.
Grandpa gave half of his life to me and half of his life to Xiaoliucun. This was also his obsession, and he didn't make a fuss.
When a person dies with his face facing the sky, he may be unwilling to do so.
But how can a dead person have a chance to think?
Time passed quickly, and it was afternoon in the blink of an eye. During this period, Liu Wensan came back several times. He also brought a lot of people to bring back the three animals, the large square wooden table needed for the mourning hall, and the most important series of town objects.
It is these things that take the most time.
The treasures are not simply things that are put into the coffin, but a considerable part of them are also put into the tomb.
I put away the belongings that should be placed in the coffin, and finally cut a piece of fine linen paper into a long strip and wrote four words: "Six Geng Heavenly Punishment."
Then I folded white paper into a box, put the long strips of paper in it, and finally attached the box to the head of my dad's coffin.
This is called Zhuan's reburial method, and it is also a method to break the nightmare. It includes Tianjian, Tianlao, Tianyu, Tianfu, Tiande, Tiancheng, Tianyin, and several good gods. They are buried in this method. The good god defeats the evil god.
One of the reasons is that my father was buried again within a year.
The second reason is that he can only be buried alone and cannot sleep in the same cave as my mother. This is also called single burial and pressure.
There is an old saying that in ordinary families, wives are buried alone, and husbands are buried alone. In ancient times, there was a saying that yang served yin, and yin served yang. If you don't guard the town, you will be mourned again.
The method of re-burial can only stabilize one aspect and suppress the other aspect.
I then used a square brick that Liu Wensan had brought to me, smoothed its surface on a whetstone, and wrote two vertical lines of characters with a brush dipped in cinnabar. On the left is written: "Wearing the Beidou and wearing the Three Platforms on the head."
On the right side is written: "Shoushan will always be like a stone."
Finally, he wrote on the back, "long life, wealth and good luck".
This is similar to the original compilation of the tomb of Liu Ding guarding the Xuannv in Ji Niang Mountain.
The engraved brick is called a talisman, which can suppress all evil spirits in the tomb and bring good luck for ten years!
In this way, we can ensure that nothing will happen to my dad again. Even if he was buried in this way, there would be no need to cut off the Yin for 7,749 days.
Similarly, single burial and pressure also appear in many people. Ordinary people don't know the reason. Some people who know a little bit know that it means giving a secret kiss to their spouse, which is what it means.
The yang cannot grow alone, and the yin cannot be born alone. Regardless of life or death, yin and yang still need to be reconciled.
When everything was done, and I wrote the obituary and prepared for the funeral, I discovered that Blind Chen had come back.
He stood in the corner of the yard, and Xu Shiyu was also beside him. She looked at me carefully.
When I turned around, she hurried towards me.
She took out the few books that she kept close to her and gave them to me. There was also a small bag. She told me that there were photocopies in it. She had checked the contents and found that they were basically correct.
I said thank you gratefully.
After putting away a few books and putting the photocopies in my pocket, I solemnly began to bow down.
Unconsciously, a whole day has passed, night falls, and the moonlight looms.
After kneeling three times and prostrating nine times, I stood up.
Holding the obituary with great piety, he read in a deep voice: "Today is the year of Wuxu, the month of Dingmao and the day of Dingwei."
"The unfilial grandson Luo Shiliu sent the remains of his late father Luo Wancheng and his late grandfather Luo Zhongliang to their graves for burial."
"Sixteen years of unfilial piety and busy schedules prevented my grandfather and father from being buried for a long time, and their bodies were even stolen by traitors. Fortunately, the traitor Yang Xiayuan is dead."
"Destiny is determined by heaven. Sixteen has already learned the art of yang calculation and gold calculation of bones. He has become the twenty-eighth generation descendant of Earth Prime Minister Kanyu. Grandpa can still rest in peace."
"Adhering to Master's last wish and the feelings of fellow disciples, we decided to bury his remains together with Tiekou Jinsuan!"
At this point, the paper basin on my grandfather's grave suddenly burst into flames three meters high.
There was no wind at night, but the dark paper in the basin was flying all over the sky, and the whole yard was filled with fire.
I know in my heart that this is the joy of the deceased, which is why the sky is filled with fire.
Without pausing, he looked at my father's coffin and said solemnly: "My late father's spirit in heaven can still be seen today. He is no longer the cowardly person he was back then!"
"A man's life is spent with his head in the sky and his feet on the ground. He dare not neglect the heavy responsibilities on his shoulders. Please rest in peace, father!"
In the blink of an eye, I seemed to see my father's coffin move open a gap.
My dad actually climbed out of the coffin.
He stared at me blankly, his eyes full of sadness and reluctance, and at the same time he murmured in his mouth.
Although he couldn't hear the sound, judging from the shape of his mouth, the two words Jean said turned out to be "Xu Niang"!
My mother’s name…
A bit of sadness arose in my heart, so I took a deep breath and tried to calm my mind.
I murmured in a low voice: "Dad, don't worry, mom is fine. It would be better if you don't let her worry."
There was another gasp, and the paper basin in front of my father's coffin also spattered with fire, and everything in front of me returned to normal.
Where had the coffin been opened? Everything that happened just now was clearly just an illusion.
He raised his hand to greet the villagers to start carrying the coffin.
There was no need for a coffin bearer to send my dad and grandpa away.
The yin magic in the earth is the best way to send out funerals. Most of the coffin bearers are used to hold the corpse, so there is no need for them at all.
When they arrived outside the hospital, they placed the coffin on the pickup truck.
Feng Qu had been waiting outside to drive.
The rest of the people got into another car and prepared to follow.
Blind Chen whispered a few words in my ear, followed me to the back of the pickup truck, and sat on the other side of the coffin.
The moonlight suddenly became brighter.
I cleared my throat and shouted loudly: "The yin and yang point the way and all ghosts can avoid it, the big talisman holds the coffin and the gods and demons are frightened!"
Immediately afterwards, Blind Chen’s long and narrow voice also penetrated the night sky.
"The yin and yang drive the car, and the blind man is the waiter."
"The road leads to the cow's sleep, and all monsters and demons perish!"
"Open the penis!"
