I roughly calculated the eight characters of the birthday, and it was okay, the fortune was good, but there was a short life. However, the man is dead, and it is useless to talk about it.

Subsequently, I discussed the funeral with the little boss, and he said that the rules would be fine, as for the money, he handed me a bottom, the same as what Director Lang said, a total of 6,000 yuan, and the coffin came out of the village.

I asked him how to arrange the funeral banquet, and he said that Shen Jun had no relatives, only his family, and the banquet could be arranged at will.

In this regard, I breathed a sigh of relief, if the banquet is too large, 6,000 yuan will definitely not be enough, I don't know if I have to post money into it, this funeral is like doing business, there are also losses.

Of course, 99. 9% of funerals are profitable. After all, as long as the main family is not a very vicious person, it will not let the funeral person lose money, once there is a problem with the price, explain the situation to the main family, and the main family will add some money.

However, with my temperament, even if I lose, I will not tell the master's family, I will only suffer a loss. Sometimes I think about it, I'm actually quite stupid, if my heart was darker, I would have made a fortune a long time ago, and I wouldn't have carried the coffin for ten years.

After discussing the funeral with the little boss, I was going to go to the river to 'ask for water' to wipe the body of the deceased, and the little boss agreed.

Afterwards, we tinkered with some things, took the little girl, and the three of us went to the river to ask for water, which went smoothly and there were no accidents.

It took about two hours for us to come back from the river and put the water next to the deceased, and asked the little boss to find the deceased's shroud.

The deceased had been in bed for two months, and what should have been prepared had already been prepared. In less than three minutes, the little boss took the shroud and asked me, "Jiu Yanzi, who wiped my uncle's body?" ”

I said, "It stands to reason that the person who wiped the body is the descendant of the deceased, but Xinxin is only five years old, so it will definitely not work for her to do it, so I will do it for me!" ”

After speaking, I glanced at the little boss, saw that his expression was not abnormal, and continued: "You first find some villagers to put the coffin in the hall." ”

He was stunned, his face was embarrassed, and he said, "My uncle is not of good character in the village, and he is not treated well, and I am afraid that no one is willing to help." ”

As soon as I heard this, I felt very strange in my heart, Director Lang said, the village has scraped together 2,000 yuan and a coffin, how can it be unwilling to help?

I asked the doubts in my mind.

After he heard this, he didn't talk for a long time, and I urged a few more words, and then he slowly spoke, saying: "The reason why the villagers paid for the coffin was because of Director Lang's face, and it had nothing to do with my uncle. ”

"Why?" I asked.

"Alas!" He sighed and said, "Uncle was the best in Horse Walking Village during his lifetime, and he was a bit arrogant, and many young people in the village were beaten by him. ”

Hearing this, I immediately understood that I had offended people. In desperation, I had to call Lao Wang and ask him to bring someone over to help. (Note: In those two months, I had several funerals with Lao Wang.) ）

It is worth mentioning that after returning from Quyang, Lao Wang was very convinced by my words, and he did not dare to say that he believed in a god, at least he would not raise objections.

I asked them why they believed in me so much, and they said that when I used to be a Eight Immortals, my income was quite considerable, but the money was not practical in my hands. After the funeral with me, although the income did not change much, the money was held in his hands, and he slept soundly at night, and sometimes he would dream that the deceased was thanking them, which greatly satisfied their vanity.

Well, living in the world, who doesn't have a little vanity?

It's a bit far, let's get down to business.

As soon as Lao Wang heard that he was alive, he didn't say a word, and immediately agreed, so he asked for a few people.

I thought about it, the cost of this funeral is not very much, there are too many people, there will definitely be no money, so let him take six eight immortals, including him a total of seven people, and then tell him the address of the Horse Walking Village, and let him come as soon as possible.

Hung up the phone, while waiting for someone to wait, I washed my hands with clean water, changed into a robe, asked the little boss and the little girl to take a bath first, and asked the stammering to clean the hall.

As soon as these things were done, Lao Wang led six Eight Immortals here, all of whom were acquaintances, tall guys, thin monkeys, and so on.

I met with them, told them the details of the funeral, and asked them to carry the coffin to the hall for burial, and they agreed.

Subsequently, Lao Wang and his group carried the coffin to the hall and went to decorate the mourning hall. I led the stammerer up to the third floor, ready to wipe the corpse.

On our side in Hengyang, wiping the corpse is an indispensable procedure for every funeral. However, each village has its own set of customs for the erasure of the corpse, just like the Horse Walking Village, the village's requirement for the erasure of the corpse is not only to take a bath for the deceased, but also to put on makeup for the deceased.

When I came to the third floor, I didn't hesitate to let the little boss and the little girl kneel at the head of the deceased's bed, and the little girl asked me why I knelt.

I touched the little girl's hair and said, "Brother is doing the Dharma for your father, and I ask the gods in heaven to protect him, and you should kneel down and thank the gods." ”

She nodded thoughtfully and asked me curiously, "Will Brother Wukong come down to help Dad?" And will Uncle Bajie come down? ”

Hearing this, I couldn't cry or laugh, the child's mind was really wild, pinched her nose, and said: "They will all come down, you should kneel on the ground and burn some yellow paper for them, otherwise, they will not save your father with their hearts!" ”

She nodded obediently, closed her eyes slightly, said a few words, kowtowed a few more times to the head of the bed, and kept throwing yellow paper into the porcelain basin, for fear that if there was less yellow paper, those gods would not do their best.

Seeing her movements, I felt a little bitter in my heart, is it really good to lie to her like this? Take a few deep breaths, wave away the bad emotions in your mind, look stunned, and lift the quilt covering the deceased.

Immediately after, I was stunned and burst into a foul language, Made, how can this be?

I saw that the deceased's face was covered with cyan corpse spots, and a strange liquid flowed out of the corners of his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, and the liquid was indescribably strange, saying that it was blood, but the color was blue, saying that it was not blood, but there was a strong smell of blood.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but gasp, reached out and touched the liquid, sticky, put it in front of my nose and smelled it, in addition to the smell of blood, there was also a faint smell of corpses.

"Brother Jiu... This... This... What's going on? He stammered.

As soon as his voice came out, the little boss looked up at the deceased, didn't say a word, stood up, smashed my left cheek with a fist, and scolded angrily: "Nine boys, I take you as a brother, you... You... He really used witchcraft to harm my uncle. ”