Cui Rongguang led the team members forward, bowed deeply to the coffin, and bowed three times. Then he replied to me, "Little comrade, we just want to send him off." After all...... After all, he also dedicates his life to science. ”

Dedicated to science?

Not only were the surrounding villagers stunned, but even I was stunned for a while.

If Liu Mazi's death has anything to do with their archaeology, then his death has little to do with science. If Liu Mazi's death was purely because of the rain and the road slippery accidentally slipped his foot and fell from the mountain, then it has nothing to do with their archaeology, let alone dedication to science.

However, since Cui Rongguang said so, I don't want to refute it.

I just don't think they should show up at this time, otherwise it will never be a good thing to give Liu Mazi a funeral.

I glanced at the village chief, who understood what I meant and stepped forward to reason with Cui Rongguang. Those words may sound very ordinary and reasonable to us, but Cui Rongguang probably disagrees.

I saw him shaking his head firmly, and he came over to me and said, "Little comrade, look, can we help carry this coffin once?" ”

Although his words were earnest, I certainly could not agree with him.

Their presence was already a bit hard for me, and let them carry the coffin, and the devil knows if something would happen that I would never want to see.

Since they don't want to go, there's no way I can force them to go. The village chief came to me and said, "Let's do it for the time being, first get up the coffin, and then bury the people." ”

I nodded, stood still in front of the coffin, burned incense and yellow paper to worship the deceased, and then asked the descendants of the same village who had already been selected to help Liu Mazi drop the funeral basin.

In fact, logically speaking, the mourning basin must be broken by the eldest son. If there is no eldest son, the eldest grandson will fall, and if there is no eldest son or eldest grandson, it will be the turn of the second son or other sons. Only those who have no children and grandchildren let their daughters or grandchildren fall. If it is really wordless and daughterless, it will be thrown by the unmarried cousin and nephew who are closest in blood among the relatives with the same surname.

The reason why this cousin is unmarried is because a married person wants to inherit his own family, and he can't give another family's pot to inherit another family's lineage. At the same time, according to the custom, the person who throws the pot can inherit most of the deceased's family property, and the inheritance of the family property must also inherit the incense for others.

Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, this person will never choose outsiders.

Even in our village, some people even use words like 'no one will fall after you die' when they scold, and at the same time, this kind of word is also regarded as the most vicious scolding or even a curse, and it will make enemies.

But now there is no way, Liu Mazi has no relatives and no reason, and the villagers who watched him grow up are probably his closest people. When he couldn't find any relatives, he temporarily found a boy to break the pot for him.

Liu Mazi doesn't have any family property to inherit, so of course everyone ignores the fact that they have to inherit the incense while inheriting the family property, so they should help him in the end.

After the mourning pot was finished, I asked the guests to come forward one by one to worship according to the list that had been prepared, and then let the eight immortals stand still and prepare the coffin.

"Eight King Kongs, pay tribute to the mourning dragon. Sacrifice the dragon's head, and be princes from generation to generation; Sacrifice to the east of the dragon, and the east wind blows into the court; Sacrifice to the west of the dragon, and the west welcomes the dead; Sacrifice to Longnan, and send the deceased to the immortal mountain; Sacrifice to Longbei, the literati Anbang Wu ruled the country; sacrificing the dragon's waist, eighty-eight rows gradually rise; Sacrifice the tail of the dragon, and the descendants will be flowing for a long time; The deceased passed away in the fairy world, and the descendants were blessed with longevity. Good days and auspicious days, everything is fine; The eight immortals stand still, and the oolong sets off! ”

With my order, the eight immortals worked together. At this time, I was already sweating, for fear that the coffin would not be able to be lifted because of the arrival of Cui Rongguang and others.

Fortunately, under my nervous gaze, the Eight Immortals worked together to lift the coffin staggeringly.

Looking at the coffin, I had just turned around and was about to give the command, when I heard a click behind me, and the coffin fell with a thud.

I hurriedly turned around, only to see that the dragon poles carrying the coffin were broken together, and the coffin smashed the bench from which it was placed, and fell to the ground hard.

One of the Eight Immortals rubbed his shoulders and said to me, "Little coffin master, no! ”

I also know no, how can a dragon bar that is usually so hard become so brittle?

Before I could think clearly, there was a sudden 'bang' sound from the coffin, as if something was hitting the lid of the coffin, I was in a hurry, and hurriedly grabbed the rooster that had been prepared, wiped my neck in front of the coffin, and sprinkled blood on the coffin lid. Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yifeng was asked to take an ink bucket and bounce it repeatedly on the eight sides of the coffin to prevent Liu Mazi from getting out of the coffin.

Seeing that he had almost played the ink line, I approached the coffin again, patted the coffin lid, and said to Liu Mazi: "Liu Mazi, Liu Mazi, what are you unwilling to let go?" You can tell me in your dreams, I'll do my best to help you. If you are like this now, I am afraid that you will scare the villagers in the village. Think about how good the villagers are to you, you know that the mountain roads are not easy to walk these days, but everyone still comes to see you off, and you can't bear to make everyone feel uneasy, right? You'd better go on the road with peace of mind! Missing the auspicious time is not good for you. ”

After I said this, I listened to the coffin again, and there was no more sound like the coffin was about to be knocked open. I breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Liu Mazi still attaches importance to the friendship of his fellow villagers, I'm afraid it's just that Cui Rongguang and others make him unpleasant.

I had the intention to ask Cui Rongguang and the others to leave first, but when I looked over there, I saw that although everyone was afraid of what had just happened, they still had no intention of leaving. I looked at the village chief again, and saw that the village chief shook his head at me, and motioned for me to leave them alone.

I can only ask someone to bring a few benches over, and then find the dragon bar again, and let the eight immortals put the coffin in place first.

But the bench was brought over, and the dragon bar was reinstalled, but the coffin still couldn't be lifted.

One of the Eight Immortals said to me, "Little coffin, this can't work! That's not ...... Aren't you still unwilling? ”

If the coffin can't be lifted, it must be because the deceased has nostalgia in his heart, or has resentment in his heart, and is unwilling to leave like this.

Helpless, I could only turn to Cui Rongguang.

"Captain Cui, I'm begging you, can you avoid it first?" I softened my tone and said to Cui Rongguang and the others.

Cui Rongguang shook his head and said to me: "Little comrade, we understand your thoughts, but I still think that letting us help him carry the coffin can show our sincerity even more......

Listening to him here, I don't want to talk nonsense with him anymore. No matter what I say, he has his reasons, but his methods have no other effect than to provoke Liu Mazi and do some irrational things. There's no way I'm going to say yes to him, and I don't want them to stand here anymore.

"Little coffin, what should I do?" The Eight Immortals were all waiting for me to make up my mind, and I looked at the direction of Cui Rongguang and the others without moving.

If they don't leave, I can't carry this coffin today.

Time passed minute by minute, and the dissatisfaction of the villagers was slowly accumulating, and finally, someone scolded Cui Rongguang and others. One person took the lead, and the others ignored it, and after a while, Cui Rongguang still couldn't stand the tongues of so many villagers, so he left in a hurry with the team members. Sure enough, it was still a rough attitude, and it was faster than the kind words I gave to the village chief.