"Who are these?" Then the man looked up and asked who we were.

"Ao, passing by, passing by, passing by, village chief." The man who owned the house said when he heard this.

"How do people die?" The third master started to enter the house.

"Ah...... Sick, sick, like his brothers, died of a sudden illness! When the village chief man heard this, he was very surprised and followed the house with a surprised look.

"We go to the entrance of the incense hall, this is our god." Xiao Anzi looked at the village chief and pointed at me and said.

"Go to the incense hall to the mouth of the god...... Great God? Listening to Xiao Anzi, the village chief man looked at me very hesitantly.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, the dead man in the kang hole, open the paper horse optometry spell, get out of the way!"

And at this time, a crying woman with a thin face and an old man in a tunic walked in from outside.

Later, he also huhula followed a few villagers who carried flowers and green papers.

"I dip the red pen, point cinnabar, read it, point it, point it, look at the West, you are busy for the dead, you are busy with the feet of the dead, you are busy with the nose, smell the grass fragrance, feed the hay finely to get fat, slap the face, listen to the ten directions, you take the dead to the West, point the mouth light, eat the grass fragrance, you drink muddy soup for the dead, dim sum light, really bright hall, you know that the master is kind-hearted, point the tail light, pass the intestines, drink water and suffer you to take responsibility, point the foot light, go busy, the dead ride to heaven, okay, the high-headed horse is finished, and the person can be carried out."

As the crowd squeezed forward, the old man in the tunic, holding a red pen in his hand, dipped in red cinnabar, was busy on the flowery and green paper, shouting that he could carry the dead out.

The third master looked at it very coldly, turned around and stepped aside, and lit a golden pipe.

"Ao, this is Uncle Liu, a papermaker in our village, an ancestral craft, whoever has a funeral or something, he is in Zhang Luo." As we stepped back to the side, the village chief explained to us.

"Hmm." The third master snorted.

"Third Master...... The dead man vomited blood, but his face was indeed extremely ruddy, and he did not look like a normal death at all. Xiao Anzi took a look and said in a very high voice.

The third master glanced at him and didn't say anything.

"This ......," the village chief scratched his head.

"What's that...... A few, a few looked at themselves to find a place to sit, it was too messy, there were too many things, I went out to Zhang Luo. Listening to Xiao Anzi's shouting, the village chief said very politely, and went out with the villager who carried the corpse.

"Look at the excitement!" The third master saw the excitement and walked out.

In this way, the corpse of the dead was put into the mourning shed, a low table was used for the first meal, a stack of dried food for beating dogs with red dates, and a funeral mud basin next to it, and the family of the deceased was crying and kneeling to burn paper.

"Little four, have you prepared the coffin materials?" As everything was ready, the old man Liu, the papermaker, came over and shouted.

"Anyway, the carpenter from the neighboring village said that it will be finished tomorrow at the earliest." As the old man asked, Han Xiaosi's daughter-in-law, who knelt down in front of the mud basin and burned paper, said.

"Ao Ao, that's good, I'll go back first, and when the coffin arrives home, I'll call me out in words, and I'll brake it." As Han Xiaosi's daughter-in-law said, Old Man Liu turned around and left.

"Third master, let's just keep watching?" Xiao Anzi looked at it and called the third master.

"Well, it's idle anyway, let's not rush back, just want your sister Liu to experience and experience this dead thing." The third master reflexively found a wall and sat down.

"O'O." When Xiao Anzi heard this, he also asked him to sit on the wall.

"Third master, what is the brake buckle?" I looked at the numbness and asked.

"It's to nail the coffin."

The third master looked at me, stretched out his hand and pulled me to sit next to him and said, "There is a big saying about this dead man's coffin seal. ”

"First of all, the deceased is a filial son and grandson, and he must kneel on both sides of the coffin, and the carpenter will take an axe wrapped in a red cloth and begin to nail it."

"If the dead man is a man, then one nail on the left side, two nails on the right side, and one nail for longevity, a total of four, and the nail must be nailed to the left front of the coffin."

"If the deceased is a woman, then it is the opposite, there are four nails in all, but the orientation is completely different."

"In addition, when sealing the nails, if the person who brakes the buckle nails on the left side, the relatives have to call out the name of the deceased and hide to the right, otherwise, they shout to the left sideways."

"And when sealing the nails, the nail maker should go around and nail the nails, and not backwards, which is a big taboo!"

"In addition, after the nail is nailed, hang the pressure money on the nail, and when buried, the pressure money should be taken off, and it will be tied to the grave beam when the grave is rounded for three days, if the mourner does not give the grave the upper beam habit, then the pressure money will be left in the mouth of the deceased."

"And when this nail covers the coffin, you have to recite the nail mantra to keep the deceased safe and not cause chaos to the family."

"Ah, so much to say?" When I heard it, I screamed.

"Yes, and the nail at the head of the coffin can't be nailed to death, it has to be nailed half and half left, which is called Liuyin, the door, which is convenient for the deceased to return to his soul for seven days to visit his home."

As I called, the third master said again: "Now I will teach you the nail spell, Liu Er listened, holding a golden axe to seal the nail, the southeast and northwest are bright, one nail adds money and wealth, the second nail is prosperous, the three nails and three sheep open Taiyun, the four nails enjoy peace for the whole family, the heavenly officials are blessed, and the underworld is healthy, remember?" ”

With this, the third master asked me.

"Hmm." I quickly went through it in my head and mumbled.

"How many people, you haven't left yet?" And it was also at this time that the man who was the owner of the house where we were staying came over.

"Well, let's not go, stay another night." The third master responded.

"What's the matter...... I heard the village chief say, you are the great gods of the incense hall, and the village chief asked me about you just now, I don't know at all! When the man in charge of the house heard this, he leaned against the wall and gossiped with us.

"Hmm." Third master, um.

"Do you think that his Han brothers are not right, what do you see?" Listening to the third master's response, the man who owned the house then asked.

"Where is the second boy's house, are you at home at this time?" When the third master heard this, he asked rhetorically.

"Not there."

The man who owned the house shook his head lightly and said, "That child is alone, running to the back mountains all day, sometimes not coming back for a few days, no, I heard that he has not been home for a few days." ”

"Oh." When the third master heard this, he said very casually.

We clucked and talked until noon, when the man who owned the house called us to dinner.

There was a commotion in the house, and all the villagers who came to help sat around were nothing more than disgust to discuss the Han family's affairs.

It is said that he was cursed by the second boy, and the Han brothers are raccoon dog cubs, and they have to be retributed.

It is also said that the ancestral grave was dug up.

Anyway, there was a lot of commotion, and the third master was very calm and sat at the kang table and smoked.

"Alas, alas, hurry up, two boys, two boys are back, coming this way, go out and have a look, this time you have to fight!"

And it was also this chaotic kung fu energy, someone ran in from outside the door and shouted.

"Ah...... Then go and see, this old Han brother is dead, and he can spare the second boy, this time he can't beat his and pee! ”

Listening to someone shouting, everyone rushed out.

"Third Master?" Xiao Anzi shouted to the third master.

"Well, the show begins, let's go." The third master yawned lazily and got up and took us out.

A young man wearing a black jacket and pants, with a thick hemp rope in his hand, dragged an old coffin without a coffin lid, and stood at the gate of Han Xiaosi's courtyard.

His body bones were shivering in the cold wind, his black hair was messy, and his face was full of skin like a potato, without any expression.

"Beat him, the big and small of the Han family, as long as you can move, you will beat me to death!" With a woman crying out in despair, more than a dozen people rushed up and pounced on the two boys.

Seeing that the second boy was pressed to the ground, the slap skimmed and flew around, but what was very surprising was that all the bee chrysalis who went up to beat the second boy fell to the ground on their backs.

Without exception, they turned on their backs, and their faces were blue and planted in the cold wind.

The two boys got up, picked up a person who had fallen to the ground very casually, threw it into the coffin, and walked slowly out of the village.

"This ...... Crazy, crazy! ”

Someone shouted crazy.

And more people ran forward, looking at those who had fallen to the ground in amazement.

It's out of gas, everyone is out of breath.

And the skin is iron and blue, and it looks like it has been poisoned.

"Take it easy, don't kill people, I'm still here!"

And the third master flew to block the second boy's way, but he just threw down a sentence, and then waved his hand, signaling that the second boy could go.

The second boy looked at the third master without any expression, and dragged the old coffin to continue walking outside the village......