I and the master are bored, just here to help, to the evening after dinner, all the people in the village have gathered in the courtyard, I and the master do not know anyone, did not participate, the hands on the clock turned fast, soon to eleven o'clock in the evening, at this time the courtyard dam still seems to be more noisy, because today is the last night of Zhang Guoqing, there are still many ceremonies have not been completed.

At this time, Mr. Geography walked out and shouted: "I'm ready to read the ancestral sacrifice, all the relatives and family members of Mr. Zhang Guoqing are here to sit."

After finishing speaking, I saw an old man with silver hair and reading glasses, walking out with an ancient leather book, sitting on the table that had already been set up, and in an instant the whole crowd quieted down, and all relatives and family members sat in the designated position, the old man put the microphone in front of him, cleared his throat, and opened his mouth to read the things above the ancestral sacrifice.

I heard the master say that the ancestral sacrifice is to write the life and past of the deceased, and the ancestor sacrifice has to use a lot of skills, such as sobbing, trill, this way is very strange, obviously not crying family members, after hearing the old man read out the ancestral sacrifice, they all wiped their tears, I saw Zhang Moyun and her aunt crying into tears, and there were two people comforting next to her.

After a while, Mr. Geography organized family members and relatives to line up, sorting from elders to juniors, and at the front was the "sitting hall gong and drum" craftsman led the team, and four gong and drum craftsmen stood at the front of the queue.

The first person also held a white candle in his hand, and the rest of the gong and drum makers opened their mouths to sing filial piety songs, after singing a sentence, the three gong and drum makers behind them knocked a gong and drum, and took the back of the queue from the outside of the courtyard, walked to the mourning hall around the coffin three times, this ceremony is very quiet, except for the gong and drum makers sang the filial piety song and the sound of gongs and drums, there is no other sound, and the gong and drum maker seems to be a knowledgeable person, the filial piety song sung is particularly bleak and sad under the urging of the night, just like autumn, the breeze blows the yellow leaves to the ground.

Seeing this, I thought that all the rituals had been completed, but what I didn't expect was that there were still Mr. Geographies shouting loudly: "Send the dead, the family members kneel and worship."

After speaking, all the family members of the Zhang family stood in place, Mr. Geography took out a piece of paper, the paper seemed to have a name written on it, as long as a person's name was called, a person in the queue stood out, knelt in front of the mourning hall, and then heard Mr. Geography shouting: "The recitation is complete, kowtow, kowtow, nine kowtow, rise"!

After all the family members of the Zhang family knelt down and bowed, I turned my head and asked the master: "Master, the ceremony should be completed, it's two o'clock in the morning."

The master nodded and didn't answer me, and then I heard Mr. Geography tear his throat and continue to shout: "The golden boy and the jade filial piety are out of my heart~".

The voice fell, I heard a suona sound, blowing that is called a sadness, after the suona sound, all the gong and drum makers are ready to sing a gong and drum after singing a filial piety song on a gong and drum, the master also told me before, please gong and drum master has two purposes, the first is to be lively, the second is to knock on the dead, filial piety is also sung to the dead, similar to the ghost singing, of course, this is in the eyes of our insiders, if according to the layman's point of view, this is no different from the usual lively.

This time, the songs of filial piety and the sound of gongs and drums did not stop, and Mr. Geography walked in front of the family members of the Zhang family, because I was relatively close to the master, and I also heard what Mr. Geography said: "Wait until four o'clock to close, you can make preparations."

All the family members nodded, I heard the word closed face, and I was puzzled again, turned my head to look at the master and just wanted to ask him, but the master stretched out his hand to stop my question, and said to me: "Hey, what do you kid want to ask, I know, closed face means that the living relatives see the last face of the deceased, that is, open the coffin to see people, and then you have to tie the coffin, lock the soul, and smoke the hall, you think it's over, don't want to sleep tonight, go up the mountain to help carry the wreath, and help people to the end, And I think this Mr. Geography has some ability, but I don't know how to choose the Yin House, so I'll go and see it when the time comes."

I said yes, asked the master, and ran into the mourning hall, to see the gong and drum maker beat the gong and drum, not to mention, this gong and drum maker beat a sense of rhythm, there is an accent and a high pitch and the cooperation is very good, I sat next to a gong and drum maker, when it was almost four o'clock, all the gong and drum makers stopped beating the gong, went outside, smoked a cigarette, knocked the melon seeds, I saw the crowd walk out, I thought to go out, but I didn't expect the master to walk in with his hands behind his back, I simply ran to his side, The master glanced at me and said, "Do you kid want to learn to beat gongs and drums?"

I stuck out my tongue and smiled without speaking, and Mr. Geography also walked in at this time, and said to all the family members behind me: "Do you have any children sleeping upstairs, if so, go and pick them up, otherwise they will be shocked when the coffin is opened."

After a while, I saw a woman walking downstairs with a sleeping child in her arms, and Mr. Geography nodded, and continued: "Wait for the dogs, the oxen, and the thirty-two and fifty-eight people who do not come to see, but go out."

All the family members of the Zhang family look at me, I look at you, and then a woman and two men walked out of the door, Mr. Geography walked to the side of the coffin, glanced at the time, and then looked at the master, and then said: "The time is up, close the face and open the coffin"!

The words fell, the master stepped forward and carried the coffin lid to the bench next to him with Mr. Geography, and then all the family members rushed over, Zhang Moyun covered his mouth at this time, his shoulders shook and stood next to the coffin, and the other family members of the Zhang family were no exception, they were all red-eyed, Zhang Guoqing at this time did not have the slightest trace of defrauding the corpse, as if Mr. Geography had quietly sorted it out before, and after closing the face, Mr. Geography made a look at the master, and the master also understood in seconds and walked to the coffin lid next to him.

I heard Mr. Geography say to his apprentice, "Turn off the lights."

Then the master and Mr. Geography lifted the lid of the coffin again, and the master clapped his hands and took me out, I turned to look at the master and asked, "Why did you turn off the lights just now?"

"Because I am afraid that the shadow of the living will be covered in the coffin, if this happens, the deceased will take away the owner of the shadow in the first seven years, or it will be bad luck for a lifetime." The master opened his mouth to explain.

I nodded, understood.

There is also a small episode here, in fact, there are many places where the funeral customs will not stop the coffin for seven days, generally Mr. Feng Shui according to the sixty jiazi to watch the coffin and the day of the funeral, not necessarily to wait for seven days before the funeral, of course, there are local customs.

After the closing session was completely over, Mr. Geography walked up to us and asked the master: "Fellow Daoist, can I trouble you to participate in the team when you go up the mountain, because I have just pinched my fingers, and I always feel a little unstable in my heart."

The master didn't refuse, he said yes, Mr. Geography also nodded, said thank you, walked to the side of the microphone, and shouted: "Come over the coffin, come over the coffin, come over now."

After speaking, Mr. Geography put down the microphone, smiled at the master and nodded, and then walked to the mourning hall to command, and after a while, I saw eight big men walking from the courtyard, carrying a few big logs on their shoulders, as if they had just woken up.

I turned my head to look at the master, who shook his head and said, "You kid, are you going to ask questions again, forget it, I'll explain to you one by one, have you seen these eight big men?" The master pointed to the eight big men walking towards the mourning hall.

I nodded, said I saw it, and then the master continued: "These eight big men have a nickname, called the Eight Gangs, which are carefully selected by some villages to carry the coffin, why do you say that it is carefully selected, because these eight big men must be full of yang energy, evil energy, and powerful ghosts are generally afraid of yang energy and heavy living people, so this is one of them, the second is to draw the hall, there are two steps to draw the hall, dismantle the decoration and bundle the coffin, it is very easy to understand, dismantling the decoration is to remove the decorations in the mourning hall, As the name suggests, the coffin is tied to both ends of the coffin with a special hemp rope, and there is another point here, the general coffin can not be tied to the descendants of the deceased, if it is a descendant to tie it, it is the descendant to tie the person, so unlucky, after the coffin is tied, there will be a very important step, that is, lock the soul, lock the soul! It means to tell the ghost of the underworld that this person has completely passed away, and he can come and take the soul away and send him to the underworld for reincarnation, but under these premises, the coffin must be tied, otherwise the ghost cha will think that the person does not want to leave, and will take coercive measures, and then he will offend the judge of the underworld, and may send the soul to the eighteenth layer of hell, or he may be thrown into the animal reincarnation."

"That master, isn't it true that the soul will leave the body after death, and the ghost will come to lock the soul, why do you have to wait for the coffin to be tied before locking the soul, this is different from what is on TV." I asked, confused...

"TV? You kid didn't make movies, it was all fictional, and now the underworld has already changed the order, and the deceased is allowed to stay in the yang world for a few days to commemorate their relatives, and when the coffin is tied, the ghost will take away the soul." The master opened his mouth and explained...

I let out a long sigh and nodded again, which was considered to be understood, and before I could continue to speak, I felt the master pat me on the shoulder and whispered: "No, you see, the ghosts are here, these ghosts are really dedicated, the underworld is messed up, and they are still coming to work."

I looked in the direction pointed by the master, and saw two ghosts dressed in black and white, and I immediately reacted, isn't this the legendary black and white impermanence, I saw the black and white impermanence floating in front of the door of the mourning hall, and the soul chain in his hand came out, bringing Zhang Guoqing's soul back to the underworld.

When I saw this, I sighed and sighed: "Alas, man's life is like this, and after death, he has to be locked in the underworld, so ah."

"So, you kid will roam the rivers and lakes in the future, don't be impulsive when you encounter problems, safety is the first thing." The master took my words and spoke.

I looked at the master with a smile and said, "Isn't this you, what am I afraid of?"

The master gave me a blank look, patted me lightly on the back of the head, and replied, "You are poor, the chicks will one day fly alone in the blue sky, and you are the same."

I shrugged my shoulders and said indifferently, "It's okay, the chicks will protect the old birds when the time comes."

After hearing this, the master suddenly laughed, touched my head, I shrunk my neck, smiled and looked at the front of the mourning hall, the hall was almost finished, the coffin was also tied tightly at this time, my eyes followed a big man from the house to the outside of the house, and from the outside of the house to the house, the big man put the wood through the knot, and then counted three two one, carried the coffin out, and put it outside the door.

When the coffin was raised, the gongs and drummers began to bang again, and Mr. Geography also went outside, closed the door, and wrote an order with three sticks of incense in the center of the two doors, and all the rituals were completely completed, and after breakfast, the coffin was carried up the mountain.

I found a place with the master and sat down, ate a little casually and put down the disposable dishes and chopsticks in my hand, I wiped my mouth and said to the master: "Master, what is that big wood."

The master glanced forward and replied, "Oh, that's called the balance, it's used to carry the coffin, clean it up, and get ready to go up the mountain."

I nodded, and after everyone had finished eating, the Eight Gangs also walked to the coffin, and the eight people squatted down together, making a posture ready to lift up, and Mr. Geography shouted at this time: "The time has come, get up the coffin"!!

With a coffin fell, four teams of gong and drum makers, two teams in front of the road, two teams in the rear, this team knocked a section and replaced the other team to continue to knock, all the family members and the village people who came to help carried the wreath and the soul banner to walk forward, I was no exception, carrying two large wreaths and followed the center of the line, and the master looked leisurely and Mr. Geography walked side by side, I don't know what they were talking about, I saw the master actually laughed.

I immediately complained in my heart: "Master, you are idle, this wreath is dead."

I glanced at the master, stabilized the wreath, and followed behind the team, the sky at this time had begun to brighten, Mr. Geography walked in the middle and shouted to the front: "Ahead, don't go so fast, wait for the coffin, as soon as the coffin stops, you stop, don't rush forward, don't die."

After Mr. Geography finished speaking, I heard a young voice from the queue say, "Oh, sir, don't make a fuss, what are you afraid of, in broad daylight."

But as soon as he finished saying this, a gust of wind blew around, making everyone tremble, the master frowned, took a step forward, closed his eyes, and after a while opened his eyes and said, "It's okay, I'm worried too much, it's just a few little ghosts who stay in the yang world to pick up paper money, don't worry about them."

Mr. Geography nodded, completely obeyed the master's words, and didn't pay much attention, and shouted to the front: "Go, go, go, go ahead."

Then all the teams continued to walk forward, and when they reached the Yin House, the sky was completely bright, after Mr. Geography commanded, the eight big men who carried the coffin gently put the coffin into the Yin Mansion and began to bury the soil, the master stood next to him and nodded and said: "Interesting, this Mr. Geography does have real skills, this place is a blessed place, and the descendants of the Zhang family will be rich in the future."

After the master finished speaking, I answered again: "Master, this mountain ceremony has also been completed."

"As long as the soil is buried, even if it is completed, let's go, we don't need us here, go directly to Zhang Moyun's house, let her mother's soul return first, you go and call Zhang Moyun, this girl." The master patted me on the shoulder and spoke.

I nodded, walked in the direction of Zhang Moyun, and called her back to her house, we returned to Zhang Moyun's house after two days of busy work, Zhang Wen was still taking care of her mother at this time, but after so long her mother was awakened, this was about to make Zhang Wen anxious.

Zhang Moyun took the lead in pushing open the door, we walked in, but saw Zhang Wen sitting on a stool, and there were a few bottles of beer next to it, Zhang Wen saw us come back at this time, he was a little more sensible, and said: "Sister, how is the uncle."

Zhang Moyun nodded and replied, "I've already gone up the mountain, I don't see that I need it over there, so I'll bring it back."

Zhang Wen nodded, sat back in the chair, and drank the beer with a grunt, Zhang Moyun walked over, took the wine glass, and said: "Brother, don't drink it, I know you're worried about our mother, don't worry, my friend's master is a famous doctor, let him try, he will definitely be able to save our mother."