Next, it was time for Randy to come on the field, first pasting two talismans in front of the coffin, and then sprinkling blood from two bowls of chicken and dog blood on the coffin, and her mouth was also chanting, like a spell.

At the time of the spirit, Mr. Feng Shui (Tao Qiyue) picked up the axe, smashed the rice bowl of the inverted head, and recited the spiritual text.

Today's spirit, the house is peaceful, everything is auspicious, and it is auspicious. Joy and mourning Lingwen: "Kneeling in the dust with a golden basin on the head, rows of guests and friends on both sides, filial piety men and women kneel in front of the spirit, escorting the deceased to Yaotai." ”

Although Tao Qisheng is not a happy funeral, after all, his son has grown up and married a wife.

Tao Qiyue instructed several people to carry the large coffin onto the climbing plough and tie it firmly with heald ropes. Tao Zhenzong took out the black donkey from the circle, put on a cover, and wanted to use it to pull it. In addition, in order to be safer, ropes are also tied on both sides of the climbing plow, and people help pull the difficult places.

When it was ready, at this time, the old lady Wu was supported by Wu Long and Wu Xiang and hurried over, this old man wanted to send the New Year to pay a ride, he said with tears: "Qisheng, go all the way!" When we get together again under Jiuquan, you can play chess with me——"

Then he slapped three times on the coffin with his cane.

People were in tears.

When everything is done, you have to get up.

After Tao Qiyue and the others comforted Wu Yuanzu for a few words, they shouted: "Spirit!"

Under normal circumstances, the eldest son carries the spirit flag forward, and the other children prostrate as they walk in front.

If there is an uncle, take the five grain hoards, water tanks, lanterns, upside down rice and other burial items, and if there is no uncle, the son will take them.

The burned paper ashes are burned together when they are brought to the cemetery to burn the paper.

Every time you cross a bridge or intersection, you have to throw paper money (also called guide money), and when you go to the cemetery, you have to throw away all the guide money. The paper money fluttering in the air seems to be silently telling the things of life and death in the world. There are also local customs, and some have to press yellow paper when crossing the bridge.

The guide money is divided into raw burial and mature burial; Yellow paper scissors are used for raw burials, red paper cuts are used for mature burials, round holes are cut for deceased men, and square holes are cut for deceased women. to distinguish between men and women.

Ten miles of different winds, hundreds of miles of different customs, in fact, it has to be said that they are all the same!

But for the Tao family, due to the small population, Tao Zhenkun has no brothers and sisters, and several close relatives cannot report due to the road closure due to heavy snow, and all the cumbersome things have also been reduced.

Liu Xingmei told Wu He and Shen Qinqi to take care of their mother-in-law at home.

Qiu Lanzhi's appearance is already painful!

In addition, several women who came to work led by Li Yanping also began to prepare the lunch meal.

Besides, Rong Fanhui led the people to dig a pit. Most of them have already built a good grave in the cemetery before the spirit, and when they dig the grave, they bring more food to the grave beater, so that the grave beater can eat and drink well. Take the meaning of "treasure tomb" before breaking the tomb, it is generally drawn out of the city by Mr. Feng Shui, (first of all, Feng Shui has to go down the compass, set the direction of the mountain, fix the gold, and use the feng shui ruler to draw the city). After the city is painted, the feng shui master reads the inscription:

Also read the native inscription:

Dangzhuang mountain god, land god, city god, etc.: Now there is Nanzhan Prefecture, the Republic of China (Kant×××) Province, ×× City, ×× Township, ×× Village, ×× Tun residents, ××× sophistication, Xiankao, ××× Fujun went to the underworld, and Anyin lived in × County, × Township, × Village, × County, the noble treasure of the ravine, there are many disturbances, offending all the gods, hoping to forgive the sins of Haihan.

It is hereby ordered

×× city and county

××, ××, ××××

Of course, Rong Fanhui should be exempted from the above things.

He didn't forget to use the blood on the crown of the big white rooster to drip on the pickaxe, let go of the chicken, and the chicken wanted to crow, so as to show that this place is the land of phoenixes, and it is auspicious. Only then did the excavation begin, (most of the people in most families have the eldest son dig a shovel in the middle first, and put the soil next to it for the three-day round grave.) In addition, dig a shovel of soil at each of the four corners and put it together, put it aside, and prepare to bury and seal the coffin. The excavated place is the place where Tao Qiyue confessed, this is the cemetery of the Tao family, to find a good direction, you have to leave Tao Qishengniang's grave bones, even if Tao Vision did not come back, then he had to leave a place to be buried, and he chose to break the ground.

They cleared the snow first, and then wielded a pickaxe, which was dug and dug with a pickaxe. It's snowy and cold, and the soil here is hard, so it's a lot of effort. Dig and dig and rest, rest and dig, and smoke and drink in the middle to keep warm. However, the young man had the strength to dig the tomb in advance, and then chose a clean place to sit down and rest and wait.

They chatted and gossiped.

In addition to Rong Fanhui, these four people are: Yao Wei, Feng Mian, Zhao Mindi, and Qian Erhei.

The legs of these five people are wrapped in thick fur, which is as high as the knees, and can also be used to protect against the cold and snow, which is necessary for hunters.

The four young men were all eighteen to nineteen or twenty years old, and in addition to collecting crops and fields all year round, they came to this mountain forest to either hunt or collect medicine. Their parents rarely even had contact with the Tao family, but when something unfortunate happened to the Tao family, they still took the initiative to help. Anyway, the Tao family is still popular in this village, because if someone else's family has a big and small affair, Tao Qisheng and his wife will not fall behind. The successors have lived through life, so that they will also live in the future.

The scenery in the snow is truly picturesque.

Poetry is like a poem; Picturesque.

The scenery in the mountains and forests is still wrapped in silver makeup, the trees still have snow that has not yet melted, and the weak branches are pressed into a graceful state, like a girl practicing yoga and bending down into an arc-shaped waist. At this time, the forest is very quiet, except for the occasional crunch of snow crushing the branches, and even the chirping of birds. It's like being isolated from the world. Everything here is almost static, like stepping into a snowy fairy tale.

It is like a beautiful winter landscape painting painted by an ink master.

When the heart was empty, suddenly a harrier eagle had taken the liberty of intruding into this silent picture, and under its claws it seemed to have caught some kind of prey, which, when seen a few meters away, was grayish-brown, much larger than a sparrow. The harrier wants to settle on an elm tree and feast on it. It's not easy to grab food in this snowy area, and most of the birds must be hungry! But as soon as it chose a place to land, it turned out to be on the crystal clear ice skate, and the ice skate broke down, and at the same time shook a snowflake, so that it was frightened to shake its wings in a hurry, trying to find the balance out of control in an instant, but unexpectedly the claws loosened under carelessness, and the caught bird quickly got out of control, and when it fell into the space, it did not expect that the injured bird was not dead, but spread its wings and flew, speeding up from clumsy slowness. Judging by its size and the color of its plumage, the bird is a quail. When the harrier eagle was unwilling to go after him, he saw several people not far away watching, and he didn't know whether he was ashamed or afraid, so he flew away in a different direction from the quail.

This pleasing scene is as if the ink master hastily added two strokes to the painting scroll, and then easily erased the traces of being torn by the birds, and returned to its original appearance.