When the little ghost came to my house, I made it clear to Brother Gu the next day.

I told him that his son's spirit had been recovered, and I gave him a rough explanation of what had happened. He didn't believe it at first, but then he had to believe it.

It's just that because his son has been refined into a ghost by evil magic, it will take a while to be reincarnated. As for the length of time, it's up to him.

According to the little ghost's request, he didn't want the people of the Gu family to see him, and I also told Brother Gu this sentence, asking him not to disturb the little ghost during this time, so as not to stimulate him, affect his future development, and even endanger many people's lives.

Although Brother Gu was very reluctant, he still agreed in the end.

With his assurance, this matter can be regarded as a good settlement. As for the future, that's for later.

Anyway, the little ghost has been very obedient since he came to my house. It can be seen that he is indeed not a ghost who naturally wants to do evil, but he has followed the wrong person several times before.

After finishing the little ghost's business, it's time to do Ge Laohan's business.

He didn't know how many days he had been hanging in his home, and now he could finally put it down.

Before I put it down, I was ready for anything. Nailed all the large joints of his body with mahogany nails, slapped a yellow talisman on the door of his head, and then untied the person.

After flattening the door panel, he was tied tightly with a corpse rope, and then the coffin that had been prepared was lowered.

The Eight Immortals carried the coffin to carry Ge Laohan to the top of the tomb mountain and buried him, there was no danger along the way, it seemed that he had been tossed for too long, and he had already accepted his fate.

And the only thing that is a little special is that I arranged another small grave for Ge Laohan in front of his grave. The tomb was very small, and it was about the size of an urn coffin. It wasn't a man who was buried, but a dog.

The big black dog was scared to death by the yin qi in the house, although it is a black dog, according to legend, it can ward off evil spirits, but it is a living after all, and it is too close to the yin qi for a long time, and it will inevitably be greatly eroded and affected.

But until it died in the courtyard of its master, on the eve of its death, it still performed its duties conscientiously and without the slightest slackness. Although he had been invaded by Yin Qi like that, when he heard, saw, and smelled strangers, barking and warning had almost become his instinct. Devoted to the last moment of life, although it is a dog, it also deserves respect.

Especially when Ge Laohan died so fiercely, having a black dog by his side can somewhat deter his resentment, so that he will not toss here and go to reincarnation as soon as possible.

When I came down from the mountain, I had just returned home and re-lit three sticks of incense for the little ghost, and then I was called to his house by the village chief.

When I arrived with the village chief, I saw that Tian Zhengyang's parents had come to our village as promised.

Seeing me, Tian Zhengyang's father was still so polite, and he said to me: "Little coffin, we didn't notify you before we came out, so I took the liberty of disturbing you." You've just come down from the mountain, haven't you? Alas, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really tired of letting you run over like this. ”

Although he said so, I didn't think he was sincere in it. Originally, I was muttering about how much father-son love there was between him and Tian Zhengyang, but when I heard it at this time, I felt even more bored that he said these words.

I casually said a few perfunctory words, and then asked, "Are you ready to come to me?" When are you planning to go to the funeral? I need the date you have chosen and the date of birth of the deceased, and I will also look at the burial place you have chosen. ”

"Huh? Time? Tian Zhengyang's father was stunned for a moment and said to me, "Oh, little coffin master, you probably know it too." Our husband and wife have no concept of this at all, and it is really difficult for you to ask us to go through the yellow calendar to find a good day. Anyway, what we want is for my son Zhengyang to rest in peace as soon as possible, so I hope this day is as close as possible. In addition, I will write to you right away. ”

I got Tian Zhengyang's birthday, and then calculated it against me, Jiang Yifeng, and the eight immortals' birthdays, fortunately, no one needs to avoid it because of conflict. As for the time...... I asked the village chief to help me find the yellow calendar, and I flipped through it carefully, and after doing the math, I found that tomorrow was a good day for the funeral.

I frowned and said to Tian Zhengyang's parents: "Both, it's not that I'm deliberately delaying time, but you see, this time is indeed too hasty." There is only one carpenter in our village, and he is not very skilled in the workmanship, and it will be impossible to make the coffin by this time tomorrow. So, you see, if you wait two more days, you see, this day is also very good. ”

The date of my finger is going to be postponed a few days, but it's really just a few days. But what didn't surprise me at all was that Tian Zhengyang's parents didn't agree.

To be precise, Tian Zhengyang's father should disagree.

Tian Zhengyang's mother has not behaved in any way since I first met her. At first, I just cried, but now, I just sit there quietly. A sad face. But when Tian Zhengyang's father made any decision, although her face was sometimes unnatural, she never refuted Tian Zhengyang's father's words.

"Mr. Tian, that's right. It's okay to stop for a few more days, but the main thing is that the coffin hasn't landed, and I can't help this. Unless you can get a coffin, I'll help you preside over this white thing, it's okay. But if you can't get the coffin, and you have to force me, then I can only say sorry. I'm a coffin bearer, but I'm not going to pick up all the mess. ”

When Tian Zhengyang's father heard me say this, his face suddenly became very unkind. But after a while, maybe he wanted to open it, and he returned to his previous crepe appearance. He thought for a while and said to me: "Little coffin, you said that there is only a coffin problem, but I want to ask, we don't engage in burial, do we also need coffins?" ”

"Of course I do!" I replied as a matter of course, and asked rhetorically, "Could it be that in your eyes, Mr. Tian, your son is dead, and you are reluctant to prepare even a coffin for him?" Besides, if you want to cremate Tian Zhengyang on the spot, then what are you looking for me for? Wouldn't there be nothing left if a fire burned? If you find me, you must be more beautiful and safe. So if that's the case, shouldn't a coffin be prepared to contain the body? Do you want me to let the Eight Immortals wrap Tian Zhengyang in a mat and carry it to the mountain and burn it? With all due respect, I am a coffin bearer and am much more in awe of the deceased than ordinary people. This kind of thing, even if you can do it, I can't do it. ”

The face of Tian Zhengyang's father changed back and forth, and after a while, he barely stabilized his emotions. He took a few deep breaths before he said to me, "Okay, little coffin, since I found you, I should listen to you." Isn't it? I'll figure it out, you just need to help me go and cremate Zhengyang tomorrow! ”

"That's good!" I nodded immediately, but reminded them, "Coffins are spiritual, and every coffin is made with a master." If someone else's coffin is used, the consequences will be very serious, so please pay attention to Mr. Tian. ”