Guo Fatzi hesitated for a moment and muttered: "Who wants the first credit, I just want to go back to Hengyang and brag to Yuanyuan, it seems that there is no chance to brag!" ”

As soon as I heard this, I had the urge to strangle him, and said angrily: "Okay, next time I see Zhang Yuanyuan, tell her all about your performance this time, so that the beauty you hug will return as soon as possible!" ”

"Hey, hey!" He smiled flatteringly and said, "Brother Jiu is still good to me!" ”

I glared at him, ignored him, and let the stammerer run in the direction of the tomb.

After running for nearly an hour, we came to the tomb, where the eight sons of the Lu family were kneeling next to the coffin of the ninth son, and the villagers who carried the coffin were standing behind them, and Cui Zhigang and others were surrounding the tomb, as if they were tinkering with something.

"Put me down!" I patted my stammering shoulder and jumped off his back.

When the eighth son of the Lu family saw me coming, he hurriedly stood up, and the fourth child of the Lu family asked with concern, "Is there anything wrong with the bones?" ”

I nodded and asked him what time it was.

He took out his phone and looked at it, saying, "It's half past ten, it's just..."

I was stunned and asked him, "What's wrong?" Did something happen? ”

He nodded, stretched out his finger and pointed to the coffin of the nine sons, and said, "There is a crack in the coffin. ”

I looked at the place where my finger was, and there was a crack on the left side of the coffin, the size of a thumb, and I could vaguely see the body of the old hero, so I asked him what was wrong?

He shook his head and said, "When the coffin was carried safely, there was a gap in the tomb for some reason, and I don't know what happened. ”

Hearing this, I walked towards the coffin of the nine sons, stretched out my hand and knocked on the coffin, the sound was very crisp, the coffin should be fine.

Subsequently, I circled around the Jiuzi coffin a few times, walking, walking, I suddenly remembered that when the old coffin broke, Guo Fatzi carried the Jiuzi coffin, Ma De, and Mrs. Lu repeatedly told that the eight immortals could not carry the coffin, and the problem must be here.

Immediately, I asked the fourth child of the Lu family, "Did you bring a black rooster?" ”

"Black rooster?" He was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you want a black rooster for?" ”

I explained: "When crossing the bridge, I used a white rooster to salute the dragon king, so that the coffin of the nine sons had a kind of qi attached to it, which is immortal energy when it is exaggerated, and yang energy when it is popular. And now that the coffin of the nine sons is broken, the blood of the black rooster is used to honor the tomb, which will stain the coffin of the nine sons with some yin qi, which is very unlucky when placed on the usual etiquette. However, in this situation, the eight immortals carried the coffin, so that the yang energy of the Jiuzi coffin was heavier than usual, and the only way to use the blood of the black rooster to press the yang qi over, so that the yin and yang qi fused together, and then read some special scriptures, so that the yin and yang qi could be transformed into infinite qi, and the crack was blocked with infinite qi. ”

"Can it really be blocked?" He asked, confused.

I smiled awkwardly and said, "It's just a ritual, the crack must still be there." ”

"And how do you know it's blocked?" He was stunned and asked.

"Naturally, there is a way to prove it, you just have to tell me, is there a black?" I asked.

"I think there is," he said, and walked toward the left side of the tomb.

After a while, he came over with a black rooster and asked, "Is it this kind of black?" ”

I looked at it, and the rooster was terrible black, and it was black all over its body, and even the position of the cockscomb was black.

However, I have a doubt in my heart, the burial requires a rooster to worship God, and it is normal to bring a rooster.

However, it seems a bit unreasonable to bring this kind of black rooster, after all, the black rooster is close to the yin, and it will definitely not be brought when buried.

I asked the doubts in my mind. The fourth elder of the Lu family pointed to the sack not far away and said, "The sack was handed over to me by Jiang Ye, and he should have put a black rooster in it." ”

Hearing him say this, I was stunned for a long time, could it be that Jiang Ye calculated that a black rooster would be used in this burial?

Soon, I denied this speculation, Jiang Ye's ability I know very well, he is indeed very capable in carving, and can even be said to be the top carver in China, but if you calculate the burial accident, there is no certain Taoism, and you will never be able to calculate it, even if it is the ancestor of carving, Huang Shigong, you definitely don't have this ability.

But, how could Jiang Ye put a black rooster in the sack for no reason, is it my master again?

After thinking about it for a while, I didn't dwell on it anymore, so I changed clothes with a villager, washed my face and hands with mineral water, and simply modified my body.

After doing this, I found a dagger and prepared to slaughter the black rooster and worship God with its blood.

However, my body had just shed so much blood, and I was very weak in my hands, so I had to let my stutter for me, saying, "Don't be too ruthless, take a breath." ”

"Good!" He answered, and slashed the black rooster in the neck, and the black rooster screamed, kicked his paws violently, and then the chicken's blood was left behind.

The chicken blood is similar to the chicken blood we usually see, and there is nothing peculiar about it. I took the black from his hand, slapped it on the head four times, and said in my mouth: "South, east, west, and north." ”

After reading these eight words, I asked the villagers, Cui Zhigang and others to retreat three meters away, and asked the eight sons of the Lu family to kneel in front of the coffin of the nine sons.

After they were in their positions, I carried the black rooster, first smeared a little blood on the front of the coffin, and then three points of blood on the cracks, and said: "South, south, north, west, puff." ”

Immediately after that, I carried the black rooster to the east and made three strokes, and after each stroke, I would give the stammering a look, and let him insert three pillars of incense and burn nine pieces of yellow paper. (Note: This is a reverence for heaven.) ）

After doing this ceremony, I was stunned, knelt down in the west of the tomb, grabbed a pair of claws of the black rooster with both hands and held it high above my head, kowtowed three times in a row, and read loudly: "I am a disciple of Taishang Laojun, Chen Jiu is also in Aozi Village, Dongxing Town, Hengnan County, Hunan Province, and now entrusted by Lu Shaoyun's eldest son, Lu Aiguo, I have come here to borrow a precious land for a black rooster, and I hope that the land god will take care of one or two." (Note: This is a respectful place.) ）

After reading this, I stood up abruptly and shouted to the eight sons of the Lu family: "Kowtow to filial piety, thank you." ”

The eight sons of the Lu family didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly kowtowed, shouting in unison: "I hope that the land god will take care of one or two." ”

When the words landed, I walked to the tomb with the black rooster, adjusted the clothes on my body, took a deep breath, bowed once to the east, south, west and north of the tomb, and stretched my voice and shouted: "The cry moves the sky and tears are difficult to collect, and the spirit cries for nine days and is difficult to look back. ”

After shouting this, I gave a look at the eight sons of the Lu family, signaling them to cry and mourn, they didn't dare to slack off, and immediately opened their voices and cried, and the cry was a little sad in it.

As the sound of mourning sounded, something strange happened.