The next day, Lin Mo still got up early, and then took the shuttlecock to the town, today there are still a lot of people in the town, Lin Mo also bought a lot of shuttlecock, but he didn't finish buying, Lin Mo also found that someone had begun to learn Lin Mo to make shuttlecock.

This phenomenon also made Lin Mo understand that the shuttlecock is no longer the way to make a fortune, and he has to change his path. Lin Mo looked at the rest of the shuttlecocks, and each shuttlecock dropped from five to three yuan, and the result was that it was quickly bought.

Lin Mo calculated that he had earned a total of eleven taels of silver from selling shuttlecock in the past three days, which was a huge amount of money.

Lin Mo cleaned up and asked others which way to go to Qiannan, and then set off along the road to Qiannan. As soon as I walked outside the town, I saw a funeral procession, led by the official grandfather.

Grandpa led an ox cart with a coffin on it. There were two people in front of the car blowing the horn, one person beating the flag followed by four people wearing linen and filial piety while throwing paper money and crying, the cry was particularly loud, so that others listened to it and unconsciously left tears.

Grandpa saw Lin Mo coming and hurriedly greeted him, and asked Lin Mo why he came here, Lin Mo said that he was worried about his grandfather, so he wanted to go to Qiannan to see his grandfather.

Grandpa only said that it was delayed due to something, and asked Lin Mo to hurry back and clean up, and he led these weeping mourners to spend the night at home tonight.

Lin Mo had to go home first, tidy up the house at home, spread a layer of hay in the side room, and spread a shabby bedding for those who were crying and mourning.

Then Lin Mo was busy in the kitchen again, fortunately, Liu Xin'er bought enough vegetables last time, barely enough for a circle of people to eat and drink tonight.

When Lin Mo was almost busy, Grandpa and they also happened to arrive, and Grandpa bolted the oxcart to the tree outside the door and led a group of people into the house.

Seeing that Lin Mo had already prepared everything and cooked food, Grandpa and the mourners were very surprised, but Lin Mo beckoned Grandpa and them to come over to eat.

The grandfather sat in the front seat, and the banner-bearer also sat down, and the rest of the people squatted down by the wall to eat after serving their own meals.

Grandpa seemed to be accustomed to it, and Lin Mo took a look and understood that it was the head of this group of people who were beating the flags, and it was not easy for grandpa and the flag-bearers to say anything, so they could only sit down and eat a bowl of rice by themselves.

Lin Mo asked his grandfather why he only came back now. Grandpa sighed and said, "This time, I originally planned to go to the Ma Mansion to deal with some matters of Steward Wang, and after dealing with some matters of Steward Wang, I pulled Steward Wang's body back and buried it." Who would have thought that the house where the body of Steward Wang was parked the day before yesterday would suddenly go flooding. The house was burned, and the body of Steward Wang was also burned beyond recognition, and it had to be delayed for a few days. ”

Lin Mo stopped and nodded silently.

After eating, the grandfather beckoned the mourners to go to the mountain to reorganize the land they had chosen, and then began to build the tomb.

Lin Mo also went to take a look, originally grandpa didn't let Lin Mo go, he was unlucky.

But Lin Mo was idle, and he might be able to help his grandfather if he went, so his grandfather had to agree.

After two hours of busy work, the tomb was finally built, and this time the Ma family gave a lot of money in the hope of building a better tomb for Steward Wang, so he was busy slowly.

Grandpa is still very concerned about building tombs, and the bricks used are all good green bricks. Grandpa said that although it is to earn the money of the dead, but some money can be earned and some cannot be earned, if you cut corners, this is detrimental to yin morality, and if you die, you will go to eighteen layers of hell.

A few mourners have cooperated with their grandfather countless times, and the process is very clear, at this time, several people tied the coffin with hemp rope, and then inserted sticks, and the four people carried the coffin and prepared to put it into the tomb.

Suddenly, there was a "bump", the rope that bound the coffin broke, the coffin smashed into the tomb, the coffin also shattered, and the body of the housekeeper Wang also rolled into the tomb.

Grandpa's faces turned pale all of a sudden, and he quickly knelt beside the tomb, and kept muttering: "Steward Wang, don't blame, we have no intention of disturbing you, let you suffer after death, I hope you have a lot, don't hold a grudge against us, we will worship you every year during the Qingming Festival." ”

After speaking, he took out a few sticks of incense from the package, lit them and inserted them on the ground next to the tomb, and then got up.

"Old Li Tou, what should I do now?"

The man with the banner asked. "Impossible, how could this hemp rope be broken suddenly if it was newly made by me, could it be that this steward Wang has any grievances that cannot be reclaimed, and he is not willing to be buried. I can't care so much, now the top priority is to find a coffin to be reburied, Lao Ding, you take a few people to the town to buy another coffin. Go back quickly, you must bury Steward Wang today. ”

After speaking, he took out two taels of silver and gave it to the bannerman, who hurriedly beckoned a few people to rush to the town. Grandpa continued to recite words by the tomb, asking the steward Wang not to blame, there is a debtor and a debtor, and don't trouble grandpa and them who make flags.

Lin Mo glanced at the edge of the tomb and retreated in fright, it turned out that the body of Steward Wang was blackened all over his body because of the fire, and his muscles were wrinkled together.

And because of the collision just now, Steward Wang's fragile body was somewhat deformed, and even his neck was broken, and his head and body were separated, this scene really scared Lin Mo.

About an hour later, Lao Ding and his gang rushed back with a coffin. At this time, it is enough to move the body of the king's steward to a new coffin and rebury it.

At this time, the grandfather was a little difficult, because the situation of changing the coffin again could only be moved by the man of the child's body, because the corpse is the most yin thing, and it must be the body of the boy to the yang body in order to resist the invasion of the yin object, but these people, including themselves, are not children's bodies, how can this be good.

Lao Ding also knew his grandfather's difficulties, and when he was clueless, he saw Lin Mo shine in two nights, and said to his grandfather: "Isn't your grandson here, Lao Litou?" Wouldn't it be better to ask him for help? "Nonsense, how can Xiao Mo come to this matter, I don't agree."

Lin Mo also noticed the argument between the two at this time, and only after asking did he know the reason for the matter, Lin Mo didn't plan to take care of it, there was really no suitable person, and if this matter was not resolved as soon as possible, it might bring trouble to grandpa, after all, grandpa was still the mourner here, and if it was spread out, no one would be willing to ask grandpa for help.

So Lin Mo offered to help and made a cameo appearance as a corpse mover. Grandpa naturally objected, but Lin Mo jumped directly into the tomb and began to clean up the corpse with his bare hands, and grandpa could only cooperate with Lin Mo.

Although Lin Mo was disgusted, he could only force himself to vomit, and tried to restore Steward Wang's body to normal with his hands.

When Lin Mo took the head of the king's housekeeper, he found that the skin on the surface of the corpse had been deformed, the face was indistinguishable, and the throat bone had been burned black. Lin Mo had to move the corpse carefully, for fear that there would be another accident.

The corpse's right hand was clenched together, while the left hand was stretched out, and the slender nails were very penetrating.

Lin Mo was about to take the corpse's hand and lift the corpse up, but when he touched his hands, he found that the corpse seemed to be holding something in his hand. Gently breaking open the slender fingers to take a look, I found a sachet with very fine workmanship.

Grandpa asked Lin Mo to quickly put the body in the coffin, Lin Mo didn't dare to hesitate, picked up the corpse and climbed up to the tomb, put it in the new coffin, and let Lin Mo breathe a long sigh of relief.

Grandpa then beckoned everyone to quickly nail the coffin and bury it, while Lin Mo hurried home to take a bath and wash off the strange smell on his body.