After Lao Wang and Guo Fatzi left, I took Yang Yan to the mourning hall, and Liu Ji wanted to follow him to the mourning hall, but I stopped him, and I arranged for him to guard at the entrance of the village, in case Chen Papi led a group of eight immortals to come over and make trouble. At first, he disagreed, saying that his name was a signboard in Liuyang Town, and as long as Chen Papi knew that he was here, he would not dare to come.

I persuaded for a long time before I persuaded this living Bodhisattva to the entrance of the village, I was afraid that he would not care about the importance of the matter, so I made a phone call to Lang Gao, told him all the severity of the matter, and asked him to warn Liu Qi.

After coming to the mourning hall, I asked Yang Yan to kowtow to Liu Jianping and his wife a few times, and burned some yellow paper, which can be regarded as a slight expression of affection!

Subsequently, I looked in the mourning hall, everything was the same as before, and nothing had changed, I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, picked up Liu Jianping's shadow from the side, put it at the end of the coffin, and found a piece of bamboo, and poured ink from head to tail, one end followed the coffin, and the other end followed the shadow, playing a role in the transition of the soul.

It is rumored that bamboo is a must-have for crossing the Nai He Bridge, in real life, bamboo can cross the water, and the customs of the underworld are mostly in accordance with the customs of the yang world, how specifically, who knows? After all, few people who have died have ever returned to the yang world, and even if they return to the yang world, how many people will believe what that person says? At most, the man had a dream.

After finishing the bamboo chips, I lit three pieces of yellow paper and swept them over the ink-coated bamboo chips, which was a trick to dispel the turbidity of the bamboo pieces and allow the soul of the deceased to smoothly possess the shadows.

Immediately afterward, I chanted some incantations in my mouth, and finally took a sip of water and sprayed it towards the shadow.

This mouthful of water squirted out, and the temperature in the mourning hall suddenly dropped a little, and I could clearly feel that something was wrong around my body.

I don't panic, I have been working for so long the eight immortals, more or less understandable, some things can't be seen, it doesn't mean that they don't exist, as long as the etiquette is thoughtful, even if he is evil and bad in life, he still needs to let us eight immortals after death, give him a good ride, this is China's thousands of years of inheritance, has penetrated into the bone marrow of the Chinese, is not how developed the society, can forget.

I waited for about three minutes, burned some yellow paper at the end of the coffin, and then reached out and put the shadow behind my back, very light, as light as a normal scarecrow.

At this time, Yang Yan came over and said, "Brother Jiu, it's not good to carry it on your back like this, you have a physical injury, and holding the shadow behind your back with your hand for a long time will cause muscle twitches, why don't you tie it to you with a rope?" ”

I thought about it, if I used other things to tie the shadow to my body, it would cause the soul of the deceased to be uncomfortable, but the hemp rope seemed to do. I was not sure and said to him, "Try a hemp rope, and if the weight of the shadow does not change, tie it behind me." ”

He nodded, turned and walked away, and returned in a few moments, with a hemp rope in his hand and the thickness of his little thumb.

He glanced at me and said, "Brother Jiu, do you want to tie it up?" ”

I said 'um', to say in my heart, this is the first time I have crossed the bridge with my back, I don't understand a lot of things, I can only have the attitude of trying, whether it is doing funerals, or carrying coffins, only pay attention to one truth, etiquette. (The descendants are all there, and it is the eldest son of the deceased who crosses the bridge with his back.) ）

He tied the shadow to me with a hemp rope and asked me, "How do you feel?" Has the shadow become heavier? ”

I shook my back, nothing changed, it was as light as before. I pulled my arm back from behind the shadow, but it was just a moment ago, and my arm became very heavy, and if I were conscious, I would have been sore.

After making the shadow, I made three strokes towards the coffin, burned some yellow paper, took a porcelain bowl and stood upside down on the coffin lid, and greeted Yang Yan.

Subsequently, I found a new kitchen knife, left hand kitchen knife, right hand on the chest, walked to the door of the mourning hall, outside stood a lot of villagers onlookers, I exhaled deeply, mouth read: "Friends, all the villagers to listen clearly, filial piety kitchen knife in the air, there is something under Baosteel, this piece of Baosteel is not a general copper, the South Dipper six stars have been registered, the Big Dipper seven stars have been sealed, Laojun furnace refining for three years, the east makes it go to the commander, the west makes it do Yuan Rong, the south makes it settle the world, the north makes it make war achievements, Han Gaozu cut the white snake, If you want to run the coffin, you can't do it, hit three souls on the top, and three souls on the bottom, the five ghosts are hiding from the side, and the ghosts and gods are safe, and the morning camp is safe all the way, and relatives and friends are rich and prosperous for generations. ”

After reading these words, I took the kitchen knife and knocked three times above the tung tree next to me, and then raised my hand at Yang Yan and motioned for him to smash the bowl, and in just a few seconds, I heard the sound of a broken bowl behind me.

Although it was very smooth, I didn't dare to let go of it in my heart, the funeral of the person who died in vain could not be so smooth, the smoother it was, the more difficult it would be to deal with the things that followed.

My face sank suddenly, to be honest, I hope there is a problem in this link, so that there are many ways to solve it, but now, the porcelain bowl will be broken as soon as it is thrown away, and I can't change anything, so I have to put down the kitchen knife in my hand, take a soul flag from the side, and continue the funeral.

This spirit flag is a bit special, it is a sharp piece of iron at the bottom, and a banner made of white cloth on the top, with the names of Liu Jianping and his wife and the eight characters of their birthdays written on it.

According to Liu Jianping's birthday, he is forty-six this year, I asked Yang Yan to find forty-six pieces of yellow paper and put them on the ground, and then held the spirit flag, poked it down violently, piercing the yellow paper, revealing the sharp iron head.

According to normal funerals, the lifespan of Liu Jianping's wife should be counted, plus the same amount of yellow paper. But this funeral is too special, I have nothing to fear of his wife, so I am worried that Liu Jianping will make trouble. To put it bluntly, a family of three all died because of Liu Jianping, and he died the worst, which is his most resentment.

After finishing the spirit flag, I walked out of the mourning hall and said to the onlookers, "All those who are 12, 24, 36, 48, 60, 72, and 84 years old, leave quickly, don't watch, be careful of rushing, I, Chen Jiu, have no way to save people." ”

As soon as the words fell, seven or eight people left vaguely, and the rest of the people looked at me curiously, looking at the expressions, they were very interested in crossing the Nai He Bridge.

There is no way to do it, and I will wait on the Nai He Bridge, according to custom, I need to play the role of a bull head, open the 'gate of the underworld', and then tell you some paragraphs, and then ask for red envelopes from the main family of the mourner and the villagers present. There is little entertainment in the countryside, and with such fun, they are naturally reluctant to leave.