I didn't respond directly, looked at the middle-aged man suspiciously, and asked the question in my heart, he said that he believed in Lao Xiucai.

Hearing this, I probably knew something in my heart, I am afraid that this middle-aged man is financially tight and can't afford to hire professionals, so he uses cheap amateurs to do the funeral, and Lao Xiucai recommended me to him.

Thinking about this, I'm happy next, don't want to have an experience for anything else, like this kind of old man who has returned to life, as long as there are no mistakes in general, he generally won't make any strange things.

Next, we talked to the middle-aged man about the price, and I don't know what was going on, Lao Wang opened his mouth for fifteen thousand, and the middle-aged man agreed without thinking about it, and he asked us to contract everything from the old man's burial to the burial.

Lao Wang said: "Some necessary red envelopes should be counted separately." "They are all rural people, middle-aged men know these rules, let's not dislike red envelopes.

Negotiate the price, the middle-aged man stuffed a red envelope for one of us, a pack of five yuan of white sand cigarettes, the red envelope is filled with twenty-four yuan, according to our customs, these twenty-four yuan is called full filial piety, twelve yuan is half filial piety, the size of the red envelope is completely the will of the main family, some good family families, this red envelope will give at least more than two hundred.

Although the red envelope is a little smaller, Lao Wang and I are still quite happy, after all, this is the first time that our Eight Immortals have taken over the funeral list, and the price is only 3,000 yuan lower than those professionals.

Then the host invited us to rub a meal at his house, after thirty years of wine, Lao Wang drank a little high with the master's family, Lao Wang said: "Lao Li, I don't understand, the funeral fee of 15,000 is a bit low, but talk to those professionals about the price, it is possible to invite them, why contract us eight immortals?" ”

The lord took a sip of wine, was stunned for a moment, and said, "O old brother! I won't hide it from you, before I ask you, I will find someone to count the life, and the man said that the old man died at a bad time, and the mortuary at home was a little long. ”

Lao Wang asked how long, and his face changed and said, Seven days.

"What?" Lao Wang exclaimed, "Seven days? You didn't lie to me? ”

He frowned and said, "I didn't believe it at first, but then I found Lao Xiu to settle it, and he also said seven days." ”

I glanced at the master's house, and felt a little angry in my heart, but since I had promised, I definitely couldn't go back, so I had to grab the old Wang who was about to go crazy, and said: "The deceased's birthday is eight characters, tell me the time of death, and I will calculate it!" ”

The so-called eight characters of birth, simply put, are eight words, in fact, it is another way of saying the four pillars of Zhou Yi's terminology, the four pillars refer to the time of birth, that is, the year, month, day, and hour, with the ten heavenly stems and the twelve earthly branches each out of a word to represent the year, month, day, and hour respectively, (the ten heavenly stems are: A, B, C, D, E, self, G, Xin, Ren, De; The twelve earthly branches are: Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, Hai) such as Jiazi year, Bingshen month, Xin Chou day, Ren Yin time, etc.), including the basic state of a person's birth when the celestial body runs, each column has two words, four pillars have a total of eight characters, so it is also called "eight characters", and then according to the relationship between the heavenly stem and the earth branch Yihan Yin and Yang five elements, and the relationship between mutual restraint and restraint, it is speculated that the human body is to blame for the blessing and misfortune.

The main family told me that the deceased's birthday was the seventh year of the Republic of China, June 20, Wu o'clock, and he died at noon.

At first glance, there is nothing wrong with the eight characters of this birthday, when I calculated it with ten heavenly stems and twelve earthly branches, my face sank, the seventh year of the Republic of China is 1918 AD, that is, the year of Wuwu, June is the month of Wuwu, and the 20th is the day of Wuwu, if I guessed correctly, it should be Wuwu, and the hour of his death should be 11 o'clock at noon, no more than a minute and not a second, only in this way can it meet the kind of life said in the funeral scripture.

I was so reluctant to admit it that I asked the master, "Did the old man die at eleven o'clock?" He said, I don't know, I didn't look at the time, it was about eleven o'clock.

Lao Wang was in a hurry on the side, and asked me if there was anything wrong, but I didn't answer him, put down the dishes and chopsticks in my hand, and asked him to wait for me here, and I went back to the village.

Back in the village, I first turned out the funeral scripture at home and read it once, yes, in line with the kind of life mentioned above, and then I asked Lao Xiucai to ask about the situation, and the answer he gave me was also that kind of life, so I sincerely did this funeral, and there should be no problem with carefully selecting the eight immortals.

When I was about to go out, Lao Xiucai stopped me and said, "Nine boys, the tomb must be selected well, don't break the queen of the main family!" With that, he sighed.

It's okay if he doesn't speak, as soon as he speaks, I really want to beat Lao Xiucai, MD, once the funeral of that kind of life is taken, the person who hosts the funeral will not say that he has a short life span of three years, as long as the etiquette is not thoughtful, it is easy to be remembered by the deceased, and he will be unlucky in the future, MD, is there such a pit for people, so many eight immortals are not pitted, catch me and bully!

When I was about to go out, I had no place to vent my anger, and kicked the door of Lao Xiucai's house again, I don't know if it was broken, I knew that there was a roaring scolding voice from behind me.

After knowing that the deceased was the kind of life, I had no confidence in this funeral, let alone carrying the coffin, I really wanted to push this funeral, but I couldn't find a suitable reason, not to mention that according to our customs, no one was willing to accept the second funeral. (Second funeral: one funeral for two groups.) ）

Thinking of this, I felt a little better, found some funeral tools at home, and hurriedly walked towards Li Village, since I had already taken over this funeral, I must not let it have an accident, as for the short three-year Yang Shou, it is also a matter of decades later, leave it alone for the time being.

After coming to Li Village, I didn't say anything with a calm face, and asked Lao Wang to give me all the red envelopes and cigarettes before, but I didn't tell him the reason, although Lao Wang was a little surprised, but he still gave me the red envelopes and cigarettes, and asked me why, I said, I won't hurt him, I will carry something on my shoulders.

Subsequently, I asked the master to take me to the deceased's room, and the master nodded, his eyes revealing infinite sadness and sadness, it was an indescribable look, cruel and realistic, presumably, the lord's feelings for the deceased should be very deep.

I followed the lord with trepidation, but the old king was not afraid at all, and swaggered in, if I told him that the dead was that kind of life, I wonder if he would be the same.

The house where the deceased lived was not very large, about ten square meters, several stools were placed on the right, a wooden bed was placed on the left, a black mosquito net was hung on it, and a little girl of seven or eight years old was kneeling beside the bed and was burning something.

After the little girl saw us come in, she looked up and continued the work at hand, I took a closer look, it was not yellow paper, but the test papers, the most cheating thing was that the little girl was burning, and she was muttering: "Grandpa, you are old, you have to use your brain more when you go to the underworld, Shuyan burns some test papers for you to do, and if you don't understand something, take my head teacher down and let her teach you to do it." ”