The sound of the coffin landing made the people around him jump a step in shock, a dead silence, all looking at the dark coffin in the middle, and the people who carried the coffin looked at the scene in front of them in a daze.

But I saw a hint of panic in everyone's eyes.

The coffin fell to the ground, which is definitely taboo in our place, after the average person dies in the coffin, the coffin can not touch the ground, and it has always been cushioned with a stool at home.

After the coffin is lifted, it must go to the burial place before the coffin can fall to the ground, and there can be no mistakes in the middle.

And there is another way of saying that if the coffin lands halfway, then it must be buried where it lands.

But now that my grandfather is in this situation, he has just arrived at the door of the hall, so he can't just bury him in this place, right?

My dad and Mr. Liang walked to the coffin together, and they looked at each other, but I saw the same expression on their faces.

Dignified, dignified is not like words.

The surrounding villagers also began to talk about it, not to mention this situation here, we have never heard of it, and this is obviously a bit abnormal, so many people are talking about it, it is my grandfather who is making trouble.

I saw Mr. Liang take a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, everyone, it is estimated that this coffin has been carried for a long time, first carry the coffin in, it will not work today, tomorrow will be on the mountain!" ”

Mr. Liang spoke, and everyone hurriedly gathered around the coffin and carried the coffin together, but the next moment, I saw that everyone's faces became a little ugly.

"Mr. Liang, this coffin can't be lifted!"

An exclamation came, and I chuckled in my heart, the coffin can't be lifted? Didn't you just get better? But when I looked at my grandfather's coffin again, I found that my grandfather's coffin was filled with a lot of black gas.

Mr. Liang's brows furrowed instantly, walked to the side of the coffin, and put his hand on the coffin.

At the moment when Mr. Liang's hand was on the coffin, I saw Mr. Liang's face change, but it soon became normal.

Then Mr. Liang said, "Come, I'll carry it with you." ”

The moment Mr. Liang finished speaking, he put his two hands under his grandfather's coffin, and at this time, I was shocked to find that the black gas around my grandfather's coffin had converged a lot and drilled into the coffin.

At this moment, Mr. Liang said to my father, "Li Zhen, go and separate the earth and qi." ”

My dad was slightly stunned, then nodded hurriedly, and then my dad asked me to put my grandfather's spiritual position and go with him to help.

Although I didn't understand, I followed my dad into the house, only to see my dad fetch a basin of water and let me follow him with eight bowls.

We went straight to the hall and I saw my dad pour the water into the bowl and put it at the foot of a stool, one with four legs.

There were two stools for placing the coffin, a total of eight bowls, and the bowls contained water, and the feet of the stools were placed in the bowls, soaked in water.

I'm a little surprised, this is the air? But what does it do?

After finishing it, my father motioned to Mr. Liang, and at this time, Mr. Liang beckoned everyone to carry the coffin again, and Mr. Liang fell with a soft drink.

Grandpa's coffin was lifted again, and the coffin was placed on the stool again, looking at the bowl under the stool, I was a little worried, the weight of the coffin is not light, what should I do if this bowl is broken?

But as the coffin was put up, I found that the eight bowls had not moved at all. Not even the water in the bowl stirred in the slightest, let alone the bowl shattered.

Got everything, it was already dark, the day when Grandpa went up the mountain was in the afternoon, but now it's dark, and Mr. Liang told everyone to go back tonight.

This time, everyone didn't hesitate at all, I know that the matter of grandpa's coffin falling to the ground must have an impact in everyone's hearts.

And with these things that happened, I also roughly guessed that this Mr. Liang is a tailor on the surface, but his real ability is probably stronger than many Mr. Yin and Yang.

When everyone left, I heard Mr. Liang say to my dad in a deep voice, "No way, it's still cloudy." ”

My dad pondered for a while before he said to Mr. Liang, "Do what you have to do!" ”

Mr. Liang nodded, and at this time Mr. Liang looked at me and said, "One or two, you go to my house and bring me something." ”

Hearing this, my whole body trembled slightly, and I instinctively wanted to refuse, this big night, tell me to get it?

I hurriedly asked Mr. Liang, is it okay for him to get it himself? Besides, he went by himself, so he didn't have to look for it, and it saved time, and I didn't know where to go.

"I went to your grandfather's place, will you deal with it? You boy, don't I tell you where you go? Hurry up, I'm in a hurry to use it here! ”

Mr. Liang glanced at me angrily, and immediately said to me.

I didn't have anything to answer, and my dad comforted me, saying that I was so big, what was there to be afraid of running around, and told me to go and come back quickly.

In the end, I couldn't help it, now in a special period, I was afraid that I would have to be hard, Mr. Liang gave me the key, told Ling where the place I was looking was, and then I set off with a flashlight.

Along the way, I remembered in my mind what Mr. Liang told me, no matter what I encountered on the road, or someone called me, I couldn't turn back and walk with my head buried.

So that there will be no mistakes, I feel that I am walking on the road, the hand holding the flashlight is a little trembling, it was a June day, but I inexplicably feel a little chill on my body.

And I don't know if it's psychological, I keep feeling something blowing on the back of my neck.

I've heard old people say that this is the case, the ghost blows the lamp, but it's just a trap, attract yourself to blow out the yang fire on your shoulder.

This is even more impossible to turn back, I walked and walked, and actually began to trot, uncle, I can't wait to fly to Mr. Liang's house all of a sudden.

It was an ordeal, but when it finally came, I couldn't wait to take out the key, open the door and enter the room, and the moment the door was slammed shut, I let out a long breath.

Before I knew it, my head was covered with cold sweat. I feel like I've been walking for a long time, and I want to take a good break.

However, thinking that Mr. Liang said that he was in a hurry to use something, I hurriedly walked to his room, ready to find what he said.

I rushed into Mr. Liang's room and began to follow his description, inside a drawer next to the bed, and when I opened it, I saw a box.

I held the box, and it felt a little heavy, and there was a slight sound, which sounded like iron. The main thing is that I should have looked at the box for some years, and the appearance is a little badly worn.

I didn't pay much attention to this, and I was in a hurry to send it to Mr. Liang. You can't delay things at home.

But the moment I took a step, I quickly stopped, and my eyes were fixed on a corner of the room, where there was an incense case, and a portrait hung on the incense case, as if it was a Taoist priest.

But what I focused on was under the incense case, there seemed to be two small scarecrows, and the two scarecrows were holding hands, which looked inexplicably a little weird, and they were wearing the same strange clothes.

I wondered how Mr. Liang, a tailor, still had this thing in this room? Looking at my heart, there is some inexplicable infiltration, but the strong curiosity in my heart can't be suppressed.

In order to see more clearly, I slowly moved towards the incense table, but when I walked in, my brow furrowed.

If Mr. Liang himself also knows some skills of Mr. Yin and Yang, then enshrined a portrait of a Taoist priest is nothing, but these two villains seem a little weird.

And the reason why I noticed it was because I noticed that the two strange clothes that these two little people were wearing were familiar to me.

I frowned and recalled, and the next moment, a storm broke out in my whole heart, and the whole person pointed at the scarecrow somewhat uncontrollably.

The strange clothes worn by this scarecrow turned out to be a miniature version of the shroud, and I remember this shroud very deeply.

Isn't it the weird shroud that my grandfather gave me before? Now, it's still wearing it on my grandfather's body.