According to funeral customs, the coffin must be carried out from the home and placed at the entrance of the village for a while. The mourning woman will lead her filial sons, filial grandchildren and relatives around the coffin several times, and then let Master Bing perform a dojo.
While I was kneeling on the ground, my second uncle tugged at the corner of my clothes and handed me a strange outfit.
"Ayang, take off your mourning clothes and put on this!"
I thought it was something that a filial grandson must wear, but when I put it on, I discovered that it was something special!
This is not a filial piety robe at all, this is a robe for singing a big show.
"Second uncle, what are you doing?" I asked with a frown.
"It's used to save your life." The second uncle replied.
Save your life?
When I was confused, a sound of "dong dong dong" came from the noise.
All eyes were on the coffin.
I looked up and saw that the coffin began to tremble, and the traces of ink lines adhered to the surface of the coffin emitted a faint light.
"Southeast, northwest!"
Master Lu Qing immediately ran into the crowd and led his four disciples to surround the coffin.
"The Immortal Binding Rope!"
Master Lu Qing gave an order, and his four disciples took out the golden hemp rope from their waists, wrapped it around the coffin, and pulled it in four directions, trying to stabilize the coffin.
But the coffin shook even more violently, and the surrounding villagers subconsciously stepped back.
I looked at my second uncle, waiting for him to take action.
The second uncle took out a piece of talisman paper and stuck it on me, whispering a spell.
"Between yin and yang, there are nine levels of hell. The gods and earth spirits appear quickly. Zhong Kui subdues the demons, as hastily as the law!"
A warm current surged from my chest into the top of my head, and my whole body felt as if I had been injected with blood. I suddenly stood up without knowing why.
Master Lu Qing looked back at me, with surprise written all over his face.
My second uncle pulled me to the coffin, carried me on top of the coffin, and asked me to sit on the coffin.
Even though my whole body is hot and there are talisman stickers on my body, I still have consciousness, and I am not being controlled by my second uncle.
"Wang Tianhong, it turns out you were prepared!"
Lu Qingzhen gritted his teeth, but did not dare to show it.
The second uncle smiled slightly and paid no attention to Master Lu Qing. Instead, he glanced at Master Bing.
"Lift the coffin!"
Under Master Bing's shouting, the Eight Immortals once again put the dragon stick on their shoulders, adding my weight, and walked slowly towards the entrance of the village.
I'm quite curious about where my grandfather is buried. Judging from the route, it looks a bit familiar.
When I came to a remote trail, I discovered that it was the evil mountain I had been to the day before yesterday.
That is the top of the hill where hundreds of urn coffins are placed.
It was one o'clock in the morning, and everyone stopped at the foot of the mountain.
"Women go back to the village and men go up the mountain. Remember, keep quiet while on the mountain. Don't look around. Everyone must wear hemp and mourn. The incense in your hand cannot be broken. When it is burned, light a new one. It cannot be thrown away until the coffin is buried. everything."
Grandpa's funeral and burial were different from others, with all kinds of special treatment.
For this send-off, at least hundreds of people came up the mountain.
Because carrying the coffin up the mountain is physical work, and I have to sit on top of the coffin, it is not difficult for eight people to carry three to four hundred kilograms. The difficulty is that if you are not careful on the steep hillside, you will fall, and the coffin cannot fall to the ground. It is unlucky.
Therefore, the number of people carrying the coffin of the Eight Immortals was expanded to 16, and another group of 16 people served as backup personnel.
At this time, Mr. Bing and his father had already started going up the mountain.
The second uncle trotted up to me and handed me a yellow oil-paper umbrella.
"Ayang, hold up the umbrella later. The dirty things you see may be different from the ones you saw the day before yesterday. Don't be nervous or afraid. They are all here to protect you."
What my second uncle said made me confused, but I still nodded with some understanding.
"No one can look back, only you can."
In order to make me relax, my second uncle did not forget to give me a warning.
With the efforts of 16 people, the coffin had been lifted. I opened the yellow oil-paper umbrella according to my second uncle's request.
After looking at it, I realized that it was a magic weapon.
The oil-paper umbrella is a bagua, and this object is used to suppress evil spirits.
All the male villagers also obeyed Master Bing's instructions, wore sackcloth, wore filial piety and held Zen incense, and followed the funeral procession towards the mountain.
A gust of wind blew by, and I blinked my eyelids, suddenly noticing various figures appearing around the woods in the mountains.
I had seen children before, but this time it was very different.
These people were dressed in ancient yamen police officer attire, with a big knife on their waist. They were hiding behind every tree and peering at me.
I couldn't help but look back and found that Master Lu Qing and his four disciples were stranded at the foot of the mountain and did not follow them up the mountain.
A closer look revealed that Lu Qing's path was blocked by two unknown people, one black and one white.
The two men, black and white, were tall, almost two meters tall.
"Xiaoyang, what are you looking at?" one of the coffin bearers asked me.
"No...nothing." I answered intentionally or unintentionally.
At this time, the two people, one black and one white, at the foot of the mountain slowly turned back, and I finally saw their true faces!
The two of them were wearing high hats, their faces were pale, but they were smiling sinisterly.
There are four words written on the white top hat: Make money at first sight.
The white top hat also has four words: peace in the world.
Black and white are impermanent!
