Usually three or four meters as a stage, each stage to worship again, until the village is sent out, after the eldest son breaks the clay pot, and then the eldest son holds the statue to open the way, and the other descendants follow behind the coffin.

And the broken tile basin is also very particular.

This tile pot is also called "auspicious basin", "yin and yang basin" or "mourning basin".

It is usually the eldest son or grandson who is closest to the deceased.

If the deceased has no descendants, a person who is not related to the deceased will be chosen to fall as a last resort.

And the person who fell through this "auspicious basin" became the person closest to the deceased.

It is even possible to inherit the estate left by the deceased after his death.

And this pot is also exquisite, requiring it to be broken once, and the more it is broken, the better.

In this regard, there have always been two folk theories, one is that there is a "Wang Granny" in the underworld, and after a person dies, she will force the deceased to drink a bowl of "ecstasy soup".

After the deceased drinks it, he will become confused, he will not be able to recognize the way, he will not be able to reincarnate, and he will not be able to be reborn.

Therefore, the descendants should prepare a clay pot with a hole for the deceased, so that the ecstasy soup can be deducted from the hole.

Then after the clay pot is broken, it can prevent the deceased from drinking the ecstasy soup by mistake.

The second theory is that people cannot waste water during their lifetime, and if they have wasted water during their lifetime, and when they arrive at the palace of Hades after death, and when the Lord of Yama begins to calculate the accounts of his life, if he finds that the deceased wasted water during his lifetime, he will punish the deceased for drinking dirty water.

In this way, if the deceased is punished for drinking dirty water, he uses this broken basin to hold it, and the dirty water can be deducted.

After the first worship, he handed over the statue to his eldest son, who asked the helper to remove the offering table.

Then I beckoned the Eight Immortals to put the happy bar on the rack and prepare to lift the coffin.

When I was preparing to lift the coffin, my heart was also a little heavy, and I was worried that it would not be so easy.

Sure enough, when the eight immortals were divided into eight directions, and when I ordered the coffin to be lifted, the eight people had enough strength, but the coffin did not move at all.

"Little coffin, no!"

One of the Eight Immortals called me from behind and told me about them.

And after listening to his words, my heart sank even more, and sure enough, it was not so easy this time.

It's a pity that I don't know what the old man's last wish is, so I can only use other methods to let the old man be buried first.

Then I took the rooster that I had prepared in advance, wiped the rooster on its neck, and sprinkled the blood on the coffin.

"Old man, if you have any grievances, you can tell me in your dreams, now it's better to go into the ground first!"

After speaking, I patted the coffin, and the eight immortals lifted the coffin again, and finally lifted it up smoothly.

I breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that I still have some discussions with the old man.

The eight immortals carried the coffin, the eldest son was the head, and the second son held the spirit flag, and I shouted the number and went out of the funeral.

Because it is necessary to send it for hundreds of miles, every few meters, it will stop and worship again.

When worshipping, it seems that the Eight Immortals do not need to move forward, as if they are resting, but only those who understand know that the Eight Immortals at this time are the most painful.

Because when moving forward, because the body shakes slightly, the joy bar will also move its position, and the weight of the coffin will be divided over the entire shoulder.

But when stopping, the joy bar is not moving, it has been pressed in one position, and the power is not dispersed, which is called a hard work.

Bow two or three times, and after you have finished your prayers, move on.

After several times, he finally arrived at the head of the village, and after the worship, the second son borrowed the last photo in the eldest son's arms, and the eldest son picked up the clay basin and threw it on the ground.

Although I couldn't feel how much strength Zhang Hong used, when I saw him lift the clay pot directly above his head, I knew that he must have had enough strength.

In fact, the clay pot is not so strong, if it is not for the deceased who is unwilling to accept it, even a light fall can guarantee that it will be broken.

But something strange happened again, even though Zhang Hongmu had enough strength, when the tile basin fell, it fell to the ground intact.

When he saw this scene, Zhang Hong's role changed directly, and Zhang Qiang also ran over with his posthumous photo.

Discussions began to circulate around, and I hurriedly walked in front of Zhang Hong, trying to save the matter.

"The eldest son, drop the filial piety basin, a fall, not broken, the father remembers, the children and grandchildren are reluctant, but embarrassed, life and death are finally here, and then throw the filial piety basin, send the immortals!"

No matter what you do, you have to adapt to it at will, and this is especially true for the coffin bearer.

After all, no one wants to let others know that something is wrong with their family's funeral.

When the whispering of discussion sounded, it was not good for either the main family or the coffin bearer.

So at such times, we have to say some auspicious words to ease the situation.

Even if the villagers actually knew what was going on, after the coffin bearer's words came out, they would not be able to talk about it.

The villagers listened to my words, and the chatter gradually disappeared, and I comforted Zhang Hong a few words and asked him to return to the filial piety basin.

Zhang Hong looked at me with a face full of worry, and I could only nod my head to tell him not to worry.

As the saying goes, fallen leaves return to their roots, no matter how resentful the old man is, he will not joke about his roots.

Zhang Hong once again exerted his strength and slammed the clay basin to the ground, but it was not the sound of the clay basin breaking, but the sound of the villagers talking about it again.

"What's going on, could it be that the old man has some resentment towards the boss of the Zhang family?"

"I remember that before the old man died, when I passed by their door, I heard the boss seem to be arguing with the old man."

The sound of discussion kept coming to my ears, and I got more news from it.

It seems that the old man's matter is likely to be really related to the two brothers Zhang Hong.

And the two brothers Zhang Hong beside me naturally heard the villagers' discussions, and their faces became even more ugly.

Zhang Qiang didn't care about anything else, so he stuffed the posthumous photo into Zhang Hong's arms and picked up the clay basin himself.

I didn't have time to stop it, the pot had landed, but it was still intact.

In this way, the argument is louder.

The Eight Immortals Sect, who was burdened, also experienced a rapid decline in physical strength.

"Little coffin, think of a way! The brothers are running out of support. ”

It turned out that at this time, it was not just a matter of time, but the coffin on the shoulders of the Eight Immortals was getting heavier and heavier, and several people were completely gritting their teeth and holding on.

Seeing that beads of sweat were already oozing from their faces, I also began to get anxious, judging from the current situation, the old man was probably unwilling to forgive the two brothers.

But the old man has an heir, and this "auspicious basin" must be broken by his children.

Thinking of this, I suddenly thought of the man again, and I began to look for him in the crowd, and when I found him, I found that he was also looking at me.