The next day, Master Jia was buried.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying of "scenery funeral", not to mention, with the pomp of Jiafu, the natural momentum can not be small.

The form of burial is cremation and burial.

Cremation is a cost-saving, time-saving, convenient and fast form of burial for people.

In ancient times, the emperor generally treated high-ranking officials and wealthy merchants, and paid attention to burial.

The complexity of the burial ritual extends to such an extent that it can become a specialized discipline.

Before the burial, pay attention to when to worship, when to enter the coffin, when to leave the house, when to fall into the soil, when to bury the soil, these are all particular, and even where to bury is also a science.

Throughout the ages, the real feng shui masters have been known for finding dragon points, and this is the matter of burial.

Jiafu was already very lively early in the morning.

The villagers arrived early, and the smoke from the incense burned for Master Jia could be smelled ten miles away.

The mournful music of suona was played, accompanied by the sad cries of the wives and relatives at the head of the Jia family.

Uncle Jiu, Li Yan, Wencai, and Qiusheng changed into robes and presided over the burial ceremony.

When the hour came, I saw Uncle Jiu burning paper and burning money, holding the family tree of the Jia family, and reading the eulogy loudly.

The descendants of Master Jia, in accordance with the order of generation, will go forward to incense.

After all this, the sky has just dawned.

The burial ceremony should be sooner rather than later.

There is a rule that this burial must be buried before the hour.

As soon as the hour passed, the sun rose, and the yang energy was great, which was not good for the deceased.

Master Jia's eldest son, holding an incense burner in his hand, trembled and trembled with a sobbing body, standing in front of the coffin.

Uncle Nine walked into the mourning hall, put on a pillar of fragrance, and asked people to bring a rooster and three chicken feathers.

These three feathers are the three longest from the tail of the rooster.

He first took the three chicken feathers, pinched the sword in his hand, walked three times clockwise and counterclockwise around the mourning hall, and finished putting the three chicken feathers into the coffin.

Then he took the big, cut his throat and bleed.

Blood flowed out, and Uncle Nine walked around the coffin.

Bright red chicken blood fell to the ground, filling the air with a strong smell of blood.

"Lift the coffin!"

With Uncle Nine's order.

Four men carrying the coffin stepped forward and lifted the coffin.

The master who played the suona took a deep breath, held his strength, and began to play.

The soundtrack of gongs and drums is even more noisy.

"Let's go."

A shout was heard.

The filial son walked in front with an incense burner in his hand, and everyone followed.

Relatives and friends were on the side, swaying paper money into the sky, falling all over the sky.

Many villagers followed.

The crowd was in a great state and set off......

Along the way, it went well.

However, the mountain road was difficult, and after walking for a while, Li Yan was a little out of breath.

It seems that being a Taoist priest is also a personal work.

Now the sun hasn't fully risen, and when it rises, it's even hotter, so what's the point?

"Uncle Shi, what's wrong with you? I see something is wrong with your face? Qiusheng walked to the side and said.

Li Yan shook his head: "I haven't exercised for too long, and I'm a little wheezing." ”

"Oh...... That's easy to do, starting tomorrow, Uncle Shi will move bricks with us. ”

"Moving bricks? What bricks to move? ”

Li Yan was surprised.

The more you live, the more unsatisfactory you become?

Traveling to the new world, it's just a matter of suffering and suffering, and you still have to move bricks?

Qiusheng said: "Master said that the bathhouse was blown up, and if you want to build a new one, you need to move bricks. ”

"No, I have my own way of exercising." Li Yan's head shook like a rattle.

"What kind of exercise?" Qiu Sheng looked at him in surprise.

"Raise the bar!"

……

After a short time, he went up the mountain to the land where the Jia family buried their ancestral grave.

The pit has been dug and is waiting for the auspicious time to be buried.

Uncle Jiu's face was majestic, he burned the paper money, and asked people to plant the prepared pine and cypress trees on both sides of the grave.

As the saying goes, there are pines and cypresses in front of the grave, and it is good to enjoy the shade after death.

Looking at the hour, it was almost time, and Uncle Nine shouted: "Buried." ”

I didn't think about it, but as soon as the words fell, there was a sudden voice of "Slow!" ”

Everyone was stunned and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

In the crowd, only a man in sackcloth was seen, smiling, and walked out slowly.

"Is that you?"

When the housekeeper saw the man, his face suddenly changed slightly.

He hurriedly leaned into Uncle Jiu's ear and said, "This is the Taoist who cooperated with Master Jia to do business before, we call him Mr. Xu." ”

Uncle Nine nodded, with a serious expression, looked at the man in front of him, and said, "Mr. Xu, what's the matter?" ”

Mr. Xu smiled contemptuously, snorted coldly, looked at the housekeeper, and said: "Everyone happens to be here today, so I can let everyone help me testify, this Master Jia cooperated with me to do business before his death, and he still owes me three hundred pieces of silver, which has not been returned." ”

"Nonsense, when did my father owe you three hundred pieces of silver? It is clear that your lion opened his mouth and wanted to slander my father, and my father was angry and drove you away...... What are you doing here? ”

Jia Dagongzi was furious, stood up suddenly, and reprimanded.

Mr. Xu glanced at him and said with a smile: "Mr. Jia, what you said is not right, but I don't blame you, after all, it is understandable that Master Jia does not tell you in detail about this business matter, but ...... It is a matter of course for the father to repay the debt of the son, and you can't afford to pay the debt! ”

Uncle Jiu frowned and said: "Mr. Xu, Master Jia is dead, this old debt is to be calculated, and it should not be chosen at this time, now that Master Jia is buried, Mr. Xu can wait until the burial is completed, and then go to Jiafu to calculate." ”

Mr. Xu spread his hands and said: "Fellow Daoist, I am now about to be down, if the Jia family does not repay the money, I am afraid that my life will be difficult!" Moreover, the villagers are all present today, I came here to ask for an explanation, if the Jia family agrees to repay the money, I will leave immediately, and it is good to go back, I still have a few brothers waiting for my news at home! ”

"No money, if you don't leave again and delay the burial of the master, don't blame me for being polite."

Mrs. Jia was furious, pointed at Mr. Xu, and scolded.

She knew about her husband's business with Mr. Xu before his death.

At the beginning, Master Jia wanted to open a rice village to choose a location, so he found a few Taoists, one of whom was this Mr. Xu.

After these Taoists helped Master Jia choose the site, they promised not to collect money, as long as the money earned by Mizhuang in the future was given to them according to one ingredient for a period of one year.

So, Master Jia agreed.

Unexpectedly, after a year of cooperation, according to the agreement, Master Jia would no longer pay money to these Taoists.

But these Taoist people, seeing that the business of Mizhuang was getting better and better, became greedy and asked Master Jia to share their 300 pieces of silver as the cost of helping to choose the site.

In a fit of anger, Master Jia asked his subordinates to drive these Taoists out of Mizhuang, and there was no more contact.

Unexpectedly, after less than two months, after Mr. Jia's death, this Mr. Xu suddenly came to the door.

Mrs. Jia shouted angrily, and suddenly many relatives and friends stood up with angry faces and looked at Mr. Xu.

When Mr. Xu saw this scene, he smiled "hehe" and said, "It's okay, it's okay......"

After saying that, he turned around and left.