As the sound of mourning sounded, something strange happened.

The black rooster, which was originally dying, seemed to be possessed by something, kicked violently with both paws, trying to break free from his hands, and a very strange sound occurred in his mouth, "Cluck, cluck, cluck,"

When I saw this, I was overjoyed, and I quickly recited a few verses, and then tied one of the black rooster's paws with a red rope and threw it into the tomb.

Since the tomb was a bit deep, I couldn't see what was going on inside, so I found a flashlight and shone it downward, and I saw that the black rooster was crawling on the east side of the tomb first, and there was no movement.

"Brother Jiu, what are you doing here?" He stammered as he stood beside me and asked.

I kept my eyes on the situation inside the tomb, and said lightly: "I asked you to leave a breath of the black rooster before, and the purpose was to let it leave footprints in the four directions of the tomb. ”

He was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Leave footprints?" ”

I nodded and said, "There are some things, I don't know the principle, I know that there is such a method in the Burial Sutra, which can make the tomb and the coffin of the nine sons have some connection, and derive the infinite qi." ”

He didn't understand very well, so he answered a short sentence and didn't speak again, while I stared at the black rooster in the tomb.

After waiting for about three or four minutes, the black rooster moved, and first stood up, flapped its wings, and jumped against the wall to the south.

Immediately afterwards, I jumped in the west and north directions, I thought the process would be very smooth, who knows, the black rooster suddenly stopped, and his body fell to the ground, a pair of claws shook a few times intentionally or unintentionally, looking at the posture, it was dying.

"Keep jumping!" I was a little anxious and couldn't help but mutter. This can't be helped, according to the funeral scriptures, the black rooster must leave footprints in the four directions of the southeast, northwest and northwest, otherwise, it will be regarded as invalid.

And now, the black rooster only jumped in three directions, only the east one did not jump. This east, according to Feng Shui, is the vitality of the entire tomb, and it is the most important.

"Brother Jiu, why did the black rooster stop?" Stammering glanced at the tomb and asked suspiciously, "Didn't you dance very well just now?" ”

I shook my head, said I didn't know, and glanced at the eight sons of the Lu family, who knelt in front of the coffin of the nine sons and wept, right?

"Cry louder!" I shouted at the eight sons of the Lu family with a calm face.

When they heard me shouting like this, their cries became a little louder, especially the fourth and fifth children of the Lu family, and they even couldn't help but pat a few times in the coffin of the nine sons, crying and saying, "Daddy! Children are not filial! ”

Strangely, as soon as this sound came out, the black rooster seemed to have strength, shook its wings, stood up again, claws in the tomb a few times, and struggled to jump in the direction of the east, due to excessive force, the black rooster hit the east wall of the tomb, and a pair of paws landed just east of the tomb.

Some people say that rituals such as worshipping God are just a kind of spiritual sustenance, nothing more than a peace of mind.

However, the last jump of the black rooster was like a resurrection, obviously a dying rooster, and it was only after the last jump that it died.

Some things are just so weird that I can't explain them at all, and I can't explain them at all, and if I have to explain them, I can only say three words, I don't know.

Then, I pulled the black rooster out and reached out to probe the throat of the chicken, where the chicken's blood clotted into a blood clot, apparently dead for a long time.

I didn't say anything more about this, and handed it to the stammer to dig a pit and bury the. It is worth mentioning that since then, I don't know why, every time I see the chicken on the dinner table, I feel a little sick to my stomach for some reason.

After doing this ceremony, the eight sons of the Lu family came over and handed me a red envelope and a pack of cigarettes each.

I pinched it, the eight brothers should have discussed, each red envelope is about six or seven hundred yuan, and the cigarettes are our Hunan 23 yuan a pack of Furong King.

I didn't say anything polite to them, I took the cigarette and the red envelope, stuffed it in my pocket, and said an auspicious word to each of them, which was a blessing.

"Chen Baxian!" The fourth elder of the Lu family called me and said, "You said earlier that after doing this ceremony, there is a way to prove that the cracks in the coffin of the nine sons have been blocked, I don't know..."

I nodded, found three pillars of incense, lit them, inserted them next to the cracks, and made three more sticks.

It is strange to say, there was a slight southeast wind in Taihang Mountain at that time, but the smoke from the burning fragrance was very strange, and when the smoke was about to approach the Jiuzi coffin with the wind, it seemed to be blocked by something, and immediately drifted in another direction.

When the eighth son of the Lu family saw this scene, his face was overjoyed, and without saying a word, he knelt down in my direction and said, "Thank you so much." ”

I stopped, helped them up, and said: "You don't need to thank me, if it weren't for the unity of your eight brothers, the Nine Sons Coffin would not have derived the Qi of Wuji, all of this is your credit, I just did some rituals, and I hope that you eight brothers, don't forget the original intention of the old hero, brothers together." ”

"Remember the legacy!" The eight sons of the Lu family said such a sentence in unison.

Subsequently, we began to discuss the coffin of the nine sons upside down into the tomb, because Mrs. Lu had greeted her, the dragonfly dotted water, we could only point it, we didn't dare to be careless, found a few tree poles, built a bracket on the top of the tomb, and made a pulley with a log on the bracket, and then tied a dragon rope to the tail of the coffin.

To do all this, I measured the dragon veins of the tomb with a Ding Lan ruler, the position of the dragon veins is a little high, in the center of the tomb, according to the words of the burial scriptures, the coffin of the nine sons must be buried on the dragon veins of the round hole.

If this is the case, the coffin of the nine sons cannot be completely placed in the tomb, and a small half of the coffin must be exposed.

I told this statement to the eight sons of the Lu family.

After they heard this, the eldest of the Lu family took a cigarette for me, lit it for me, and said, "Chen Baxian, it's unlucky to let my father's dragon coffin be exposed, right?" Is there any other way? ”

I thought for a moment and said, "It's not that the coffin is completely exposed, it's just that the grave is piled higher, and the higher the grave, the position of the tombstone should be raised accordingly." ”

"How tall?" The sixth elder of the Lu family asked in a deep voice.

I glanced at the tomb and then at the tombstone, which was about two meters high, sixty centimeters wide, and thirteen or fourteen centimeters thick.

Not to mention, the tombstone made by Jiang Ye is really first-class, not to mention that the carved font is strong and powerful, concave and convex, just on the stone of this tombstone, it is not a strange stone, at least I have never seen such a good stone in my life.

Of course, this is the saying of the coin, in fact, I don't know how the stone is, I know that the stone is very comfortable to the touch, there is a faint warmth.