Chapter 112: Burial
"The old lady's bones are very intact and cannot be destroyed, you go and get me a pair of gloves and a piece of red silk cloth, and I will personally pick out the old lady's bones. ”
Facing the skeleton of this dead man, Lu Chen couldn't see a trace of fear on his face, and after Qi Jun brought the gloves and the red silk cloth, he asked a few more people to unfold the red silk cloth, and then little by little, each bone was taken out of the coffin.
After the acupuncture, the bones of the ancestors must be placed neatly, and the joints of the bones should be placed in situ, and if there are missing knuckles, they should be carefully turned over to find them, so as not to bring physical harm to future generations.
The bones of the hands and feet and kneecaps of the corpse must also be placed according to the normal physiological structure, and must not be turned forward, backward, left and right. Otherwise, it will be like the ancestors who were bound hand and foot and knelt down on their knees, and the descendants will surely be unlucky, and those who will prosper and make a fortune will not be born.
Everyone gathered around the grave, watching Lu Chen pick up the bones, and there was a hint of curiosity on their faces. Some are too timid to look at it, or cover their eyes with their hands, or turn their heads to the other side to distract them.
After Lu Chen placed the old lady's bones in order, he guided Qi Jun and the others to lift the old lady's bones out of the tomb and put them into a golden coffin prepared in advance.
The golden coffin was covered with red cloth, and Lu Chen stepped forward to adjust the position of the old lady's bones one by one, and then checked the position between the jaw and the skull, and after making sure that the two were in a state of occlusion, he nodded.
From the outside world, when Lu Chen adjusted the position of the bones, he almost had to stick to the bones, and this scene couldn't help but make people's backs feel cold.
Even Yan Tong, who was a little courageous, was a little panicked in his heart at this time, and if it were him, he would definitely not dare to be so close to a skeleton.
"Everything is ready, ready to seal the coffin!"
After making sure that there was nothing missing, Lu Chen turned his head and shouted at Qi Jun and the others.
Qi Jun and the others hurriedly stepped forward and lifted the coffin lid together, and while the coffin lid was not closed, Lu Chen asked again, "Elder Fang, do you still need to put any funeral objects?"
"Mr. Lu, if you don't say it, I almost forgot. ”
Hearing Lu Chen's words, Old Man Fang remembered it, so he instructed Fang Yingling to go to the car and get a few things.
"Dad, these are your favorite things in life, I will send it down for you, I hope your spirit in the sky can rest in peace, and bless our family to prosper......"
As he spoke, Old Man Fang put a few things that Old Lady Fang liked more during his lifetime into the coffin.
"Seal the coffin!"
Lu Chen looked at the rest of the Fang family, and after seeing that none of them reacted, he joined Qi Jun and the others to completely close the lid of the coffin.
Next, it's time to nail the lid of the coffin.
The nails of the coffin lid are made with seven nails, commonly known as "descendants nails", which are said to make children and grandchildren prosperous. When nailing nails, relatives also need to shout at the deceased to "hide the nails", and then sprinkle five-colored grain on the lid of the coffin, which is considered to be a great success.
After being busy, most of the grave relocation was finally completed, but there was still a little bit of work in the end, and Lu Chen needed to finish it.
He called Qi Jun and the others to remove the decaying coffin from the grave, then threw a radish into the grave, sprinkled nine copper coins, and finally filled it flat. And the dilapidated and decaying coffin was burned by him after filling in the grave.
"Let's go, Elder Fang, you can hold the spirit banner in front of you and be responsible for guiding the way. ”
Lu Chen wiped the sweat from his head, spread the shade cloth on the golden coffin, and nodded at Old Man Fang.
Old Man Fang followed his words, picked up the spirit flag, and walked in front with Fang Yingling to lead the way, while Qi Jun and the others followed behind with the golden coffin. Everyone went down the mountain together, carefully carried the golden coffin into the car, and then prepared to go straight to the Fang family's ancestral tomb in Donghai City.
On this trip to the East China Sea, Lu Chen originally thought that the Yan family brothers and sisters would not follow, but to his surprise, the two brothers and sisters were determined to follow him.
Donghai City is not too far from Beihai City, it only takes more than three hours to drive, Lu Chen has also come to this city with his master, but it was ten years ago, and it is completely different from the ever-changing capital of science and technology now.
After arriving in the East China Sea, the convoy did not choose to rest, but went straight to the ancestral tomb of the Fang family.
The Fang family guarding the ancestral tomb has already dug the grave pit in advance, and the tables, sacrifices, and so on are all available, just waiting for the golden coffin to be buried.
The process of this burial, the same as the previous breaking of the ground and opening the tomb, as usual, Lu Chen recited it to thank the earth god Wenshu, and then asked Old Man Fang to insert the soul summoning hair in his hand into the front of the tomb, which meant to lure Old Lady Fang's soul back.
After everything was ready, the next step was to go to the coffin, but before that, Lu Chen spread multiple layers of yellow paper on the surface under the cave, pressed the yellow paper with seven star coins, and then sprinkled rosin foam on the yellow paper and lit it.
This step is commonly known as the "warm pit", in order to exhaust the filial piety of the descendants, in exchange for the grace of the ancestors to raise the cold, and to warm the acupoints to make the auspicious air come quickly, and the descendants will be blessed quickly.
At the end of the warm pit, the eight young men who were responsible for carrying the coffin saw Lu Chen's gesture, tied a colorful rope in one hand and carried the coffin in the other, and carefully put the coffin into the grave.
Lu Chen stood alone in the pit, holding a compass, constantly adjusting the position of the coffin.
This is in the orientation, but also the most important step under the coffin, the head of the coffin can not tolerate a trace of deviation, must be oriented to the wang, otherwise the orientation is wrong, will have a negative impact on the children and grandchildren.
After more than ten minutes, Lu Chen finally adjusted the position of the coffin, and then walked to the tombstone and recited the mantra of the dead in his mouth.
"The gate of heaven is open, the land is closed, the golden rooster is singing, the jade rabbit is biting, the soul is scattered, the dead soul is gone, the dead have gone to the west, the dead soul has come to the tomb, the prince in the east, the queen mother in the west, and the ...... of Wuji soil in the center of Anzhen"
At the beginning, his voice was as low as a mosquito, but then it gradually became louder, and finally resounded in the Fang family cemetery.
At this moment, there was a sudden strong wind, and the spirit banner standing in front of the tomb was blown to the sound of hunting, and the incense sticks that had been lit on the table seemed to be attracted by something, and began to tremble violently, and the smoke became thick by three points out of thin air, and all of them drifted to the place where the tomb was.
The people around saw this scene, and immediately felt a chill hit them, and rushed all the way down the tail vertebrae to the door of their heads.
"Is there really a ghost in this world?"
Yan Tong swallowed a mouthful of spit with difficulty, his face became extremely pale, his courage was not small, but who made this scene in front of him too weird?
Yan Meng, who was standing on the side, her pretty face was slightly pale, although she didn't believe in any ghosts and gods, she always felt that there seemed to be something hidden in the golden coffin, and she was about to rush out in the next second.