Chapter 631: Wind Burial (41)

The yellow building listened to my roar, and didn't speak, a pair of eyes swept back and forth over me.

After waiting for about a minute, he finally spoke, he said: "Little brother, things in the world, look at the world, maybe those people in your mouth live chic in this life, and maybe they will fall into the animal path in the next life, everything, you can't just look at the surface." Besides, we can't deny a large number of people because of a small group of people, and it may be good for you to look down on everything. ”

"Benefits?" I sneered, "The good thing is that the good people can't go into the ground, but the bad people live in high-rise buildings, is this what you call the benefits?" ”

He sighed, with a bitter expression on his face, and said, "Everything has a cause and an effect, and your wife must have a reason for her death. ”

Hearing him say this, I found that I was a little out of shape, so I said sorry to him, didn't speak again, and my brain was thinking, maybe this is society, or perhaps, the world itself is unfair, just like a saying in our hometown, 'a mother has two sons, a water bowl is uneven', which means that a mother has two attitudes towards her two sons, no matter how a bowl of water is served, the water in it will not remain on a parallel line.

At this point, I didn't say anything more, but burned some yellow paper at the tomb, and filled it up.

Do this well, the sky is already bright. During this period, the Yellow House helped me fill in the tomb, and occasionally enlightened me a few words, roughly, there are too many injustices in this society, we must learn to be indifferent, we must learn to accept, otherwise, we will not be able to survive in this society, if you want to make a living, you will do the eight immortals. I asked him what he considered to be good at, and he said that when he was at his best, he would leave those bad people with no place to bury when they died.

At that time, I didn't know what he meant. It wasn't until later that I knew that doing a good job in an industry could really make those wicked people die without a place to be buried, and now I think about it, it was his words that made my outlook on life change, and it was his words that made me look down on a lot of things in the next nine years, but the respect for traditional customs and respect for the dead has never changed.

"Little brother, the tomb is full, what are your plans?" The Huang Lou put down the hoe in his hand and handed me a cigarette.

I took the cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and said two words, "Wind burial!" ”

He was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect me to change so quickly, so he said, "Figured it out? ”

I nodded and explained, "Maybe your words are right, there is no fairness in this world itself, as an ordinary person, all you can do is obey the destiny of heaven." ”

He patted me on the shoulder and said, "It's best if you think like this, but not everything is like this, it depends on what you think, after all, everyone's mission in life is different." Some people are busy all their lives just to have a house of their own in the big city, some people are just to let their families live a good life, and some people eat and drink all their lives and play the world. ”

As he spoke, he walked up to me and said in a deep voice: "In many lives, it depends on what kind of life you want, you always remember one sentence, no matter how much the world changes, don't forget the original heart at the beginning, let your kind, sincere, and persistent heart be applied to the line of the Eight Immortals, don't forget the original intention, you have to always." ”

I hummed, and I felt that this yellow building seemed to be particularly attentive to me. To be honest, I suspected that he was my master, but when I thought that the master saved his family of nine, he didn't say anything about me.

Later, we chatted again, and he not only taught me some knowledge of the Eight Immortals, but also taught me a lot of social experience, which made me, a hairy boy who had just come out of society, benefit a lot.

After chatting for about half an hour, it was already dawn, and the Huang Lou took out his mobile phone to look at the time, and said, "It's half past six, you should prepare for the funeral." ”

I nodded and asked him, "Wind burial, is there anything that needs to be paid attention to?" ”

He was stunned for a moment and said, "This, I don't know very well, I heard that it seems to be no different from ordinary funerals, but it is different when it is buried." ”

I know what he means, the so-called wind burial, in the funeral is indeed no different from ordinary funeral, except that when the burial is done, there is no need to use a tomb, but to use a different way to bury the coffin of the deceased.

At that moment, I asked him again, "Is there anything worth noting about the funeral?" ”

He thought for a while and said: "I saw that you put the paper figures of Wang Lingguan and Marshal Ma on the left and right sides of the coffin, presumably you are planning to use the scattered spirit to save the woman in the coffin at the funeral. And then.... ”

After listening to his words, my heart was relieved, and the scattered spirits he said were exactly the same as the scattered spirits I knew, without the slightest difference, which made me greatly relieved, and I said thank you to him, and invited him to join the funeral, and I will pay you his salary.

I thought he would agree, but who knows, he smiled at me, and said: "The country has national laws, there are rules, as the head of the troupe, I can't participate in the funeral ceremony casually, you need to do it yourself." In addition, the scattered spirit is different from other rituals, it must be beaten by the deceased's closest person to the first magic weapon, if you use an outsider to beat the first magic weapon, I am afraid that the effect is not good, and even lead to the whole scattered spirit, in my opinion, the deceased is your wife, and it is most appropriate for you to beat the first magic weapon, by the way, did you buy the magic weapon? If you don't buy it, I still have three at home, and I can have someone send it to you. ”

I shook my head and told him that I had bought the artifact a long time ago.

He said a word, and asked me to pay attention to the funeral as much as possible, and then save Wang Chuyao without disturbing the deceased. After I was dispersed, I remembered to burn yellow paper for the deceased to make amends, and asked me to find a safe place for Mengke at noon, and the advice he gave was the best near the Millennium Pine.

I thanked him, and without stopping at the tomb, I hurried towards the mourning hall without stopping, and as for the Yellow Building, he walked in the other direction, presumably home.

Soon, I returned to the mourning hall, Chen Tiannan and those middle-aged men were still sleeping, Lang Gao was offering incense in front of the table, I called him, "Wuguan, you haven't forgotten the magic weapon you bought that day, right?" ”

He turned his head to look at me, and said, "I haven't forgotten, I've already bought three, and I heard the boss who bought the magic weapon say that these three magic weapons have been opened, and I don't know if the boss is bragging?" ”