The eight immortals took the red envelope and arched their hands towards us, said a lot of auspicious words, and then smoked a cigarette on the ground, waiting for Qing Xuanzi to finish his Taoist work and be buried.

As a filial son and grandson, I didn't have the leisure of the Eight Immortals, and there were many things to do before the burial, so I first arranged my mother next to the coffin, and came to Qing Xuanzi with my father, and asked him what he was going to do next.

He thought for a while, did not answer the question directly, but pointed to the tomb with his finger and said, "The feng shui of this land is good, all the yellow mud dug out is not even a few stones, I am afraid that the best cemetery in your village is this one, it can be seen that the teacher is really good to you, and he didn't leave this land to himself." ”

Saying that, Qing Xuanzi glanced at me and said, "Chen Baxian, your grandfather is buried here, it will be very beneficial to you in the future, the teacher should have spent a lot of effort to find this place, I hope you don't chill the teacher's heart." ”

I was stunned, what did he mean by that? After thinking about it for a while, I guessed that what he meant in his words should be referring to the Xuankong plate, and he was worried that I would be reluctant to put the Xuankong plate in the coffin for Lao Xiucai to be buried.

I arched my hand at him and said, "The Taoist is too worried, although I am just a small coffin bearer, but I have never broken my promise, since I promised Lao Xiucai, I will naturally abide by my promise, not to mention the Xuankong Plate, even if I use tens of millions of gold to accompany Lao Xiucai to accompany the funeral, I Chen Jiu will not blink." ”

This is my heart's words, I am like this, as long as I promise other people's things, I will definitely strive to be perfect, for me, people live for a lifetime, credit is the most important, not to mention our coffin bearer industry, if there is no credit, who dares to invite me?

Qing Xuanzi hugged his fist at me, smiled apologetically, and didn't continue to say anything, just sprinkled grains into the tomb, after doing this, he was stunned, and took out eighteen pieces of yellow paper from the gossip bag, which was larger than the yellow paper we usually use, yellow, and faintly smelly, and at a glance, he knew that it was very expensive.

Then he took out a copper coin with a square mouth, engraved with 'Qianlong Tongbao', the surface looks very smooth, and there is some reflection in the sunset, and then he took out a red line with the thickness of a little thumb, the red line is so strange, as if countless small lines are entangled, Dingqing looks, it is a whole line, and there is no trace of any entanglement.

He took the red thread and tied a knot on the copper coin, then took out a talisman and lit it, burned it on the copper coin for a while, and recited some incantations in his mouth, the strange thing is that the red thread seemed not to be afraid of fire, and under the baking of the talisman, there was not even a trace of black edge.

What's even more strange is that after Qing Xuanzi finished reciting the incantation, some slight sweat appeared on his forehead, and just reciting a few words of the incantation will definitely not sweat, which is too abnormal.

After reciting the incantation, he pierced eighteen pieces of yellow paper with his index finger, threaded the red thread through the middle, and took out another copper coin that was the same as before, crossed the red thread, tied a slipknot, and pulled it hard, and the two copper coins were tightly attached to the yellow paper without any traces.

I'm a little strange, it's generally forbidden to put some bronze ware in the tombs in the countryside, most of them are porcelain, but this Qingxuanzi actually put this thing in his grandfather's tomb, could it be to harm our family?

I said in a somewhat unkind tone, "Dao Chief, I also know a little about this burial, I'm afraid your old copper coin is not in my grandfather's tomb, okay?" ”

He smiled and said: "It is definitely not possible to put copper coins alone, there are not only copper coins but also red lines and yellow paper on the trail, yellow paper represents career, red thread represents marriage, copper coins represent locks, Xiaodao uses copper coins to lock career and marriage, the purpose is to make the aura of the grave better into the coffin, and then use the coffin to press on the yellow paper, so as to ensure the career and marriage of the descendants of Mr. Chen." ”

After hearing this, I was surprised that some of them were speechless, there is a saying in the funeral scriptures that says, people receive their parents, their own remains are angry, the body is shaded, parents and children are the same, and they call each other, such as receiving the blessing of ghosts, the land varies from person to person, and people change from place to place.

If it is really as Qing Xuanzi said, the copper coin in his hand can have a great effect, it can lock the feng shui of this tomb for a long time at the time of burial, and there is no need to worry about the weathering of the grandfather's bones or some accidents that affect the aura of the tomb, and there is no need to worry about factors such as changes in the leylines to bring some bad luck to future generations.

Then the problem comes, the average Taoist priest, when presiding over the burial ceremony for the main family, it is absolutely impossible to make such a thing, as the so-called, there must be gains and losses, and the feng shui can be locked down for a long time, and the Taoist priest himself has to pay a lot of price, after all, this matter violates the laws of nature.

I looked at Qing Xuanzi suspiciously, and asked, "Dao Chief, our family's relationship with you hasn't reached this point, right?" ”

He smiled bitterly and said: "This is the teacher's order, the previous words are also the teacher's temptation, if you are willing to give him the Xuankong plate to accompany the burial, the teacher implores Xiaodao to put down the 'locks' in the tomb, if your answer can not satisfy the Tao, just follow the general burial, the cemetery is good, but after a few decades it will become ordinary, and it will be regarded as repaying you for holding a funeral for him." ”

After speaking, he sighed and continued, "Xiao Dao has been by his teacher's side for half a year, and some of his thoughts are really hard to fathom, but since his teacher is willing to lower his identity to implore Xiao Dao to be a teacher for one day and a father for life, Xiao Dao naturally can't refuse his request. ”

"What price does the Dao Master have to pay?" I asked.

"Five years of longevity!" Qing Xuanzi said lightly, as if he didn't care at all about the five years of Yangshou.

I was just about to speak, when my father on the side grabbed me and knelt down on the ground and said, "Nine Men are not happy to thank the Taoist chief." ”

"What are you doing here, hurry up, thank you to thank the teacher, Xiaodao is just doing personnel according to people's orders, it is not worth your kneel!" Qing Xuanzi hurriedly pulled us up, looked at the sky, and said, "It's getting dark, let's get ready to be buried!" ”

We didn't say any more words of thanks, some things are useless to talk about, I keep the Qingxuanzi in my heart, although the cemetery feng shui is rumored to be boiling, how much impact does it have on future generations, but I still believe in a sentence, three points are destined, seven points rely on themselves, if you don't work hard, your ancestors give you more blessings, what's the use?

Then, Qing Xuanzi threw the 'lock' in his hand in the center of the tomb, recited a few incantations in his mouth, and stomped his left foot on the ground, which is strange to say, just as he stomped his foot, I felt that the atmosphere of the cemetery was much better than before, the mountain is still the mountain, the water is still the water, the people are still those people, not much the same, not less the same, but this feeling has changed, some things are so mysterious, not a few words can explain clearly.