When Mr. Fan heard what I said, he nodded, and said, "Looking at the weather and time, if nothing happens, the old man dares to conclude that the soul of the deceased should be detained by the ghost." ”

I thought about it for a moment, and perhaps, as Mr. Fan said, the soul of the deceased was imprisoned by the ghost. There is no way, the deceased was mixed with black before his death, and he was burdened with three homicides, so it is very possible to say that after his death, he was detained by ghosts. After all, since ancient times, there has been a saying that yang debts are repaid by yin.

So, I asked Mr. Fan, "If you are detained, will you redeem the soul of the dead according to the custom of the past?" ”

He nodded, walked to Shen Jun's coffin with a calm face, glanced inside, frowned, and said, "The corpse has decomposed, and there is a lot of corpse water in it, it is best to find some plastic film to wrap the coffin." ”

I understood what he meant, he was worried that the coffin would flow out of the mountain tomorrow, so I nodded at him and asked my sister-in-law for some plastic film to put in the hall.

Later, we looked at the coffin of mother and child, and the mother and child were lying in the coffin quite peacefully, and the body was faintly stinking, but it was not decomposing, which made me breathe a sigh of relief.

In the next period of time, we began to be busy with the funeral things for tomorrow, but fortunately, we had enough preparations in advance, so we didn't consume much time when we got busy.

It was about 8 p.m., and we had everything we needed, and we had a hurried dinner, and we gathered around the offering table again to talk.

To tell the truth, after so many funerals, it is an idle funeral, and I have been sitting at the offering table for seven consecutive days to play mourning, to put it mildly, my ass is about to sit out of the cocoon.

On this night, there were a lot of people around the offering table, including the six Eight Immortals brought by Lao Wang, and the Eight Immortals who came to dig the tomb later, plus some women from Walker Village, the number was about 40.

stayed at the offering table for about ten minutes, during which no one spoke, with a sad face, even Qing Xuanzi, who has always been strict with people, was like this, occasionally sighing.

"Jiu Yanzi, Mr. Fan, Daoist Qing Xuanzi, can you be sure that the soul of the deceased has really been detained by the ghost?" Lao Wang couldn't stand this atmosphere and asked.

I was about to speak, but Mr. Fan spoke first, and he said, "It should be!" Qing Xuanzi on the side also nodded and said, "I'm afraid that's the case." ”

Lao Wang glanced at me with puzzled eyes and asked, "Nine Guys, do you think so too?" ”

I nodded and said, "This is the only way to explain the strange things that happened to this funeral." ”

When he heard me say this, he was silent for a while, took out a cigarette, gave one to each of us, and said in a deep voice: "Then will it be dangerous to redeem the soul tomorrow?" ”

"There should be no danger, it depends on what kind of attitude the ghost has towards the deceased, it is best to redeem the soul of the deceased, if not, I have to give up!" Qing Xuanzi said a truthful word.

Hearing this, I was a little anxious, this funeral will be like this, a large part of the reason is that I, if I can't even redeem the soul of the deceased, I should really be ashamed of the deceased.

At that moment, I immediately said: "If we don't redeem the soul of the deceased, isn't this funeral in vain, wasting so much manpower and financial resources just to bury the body of the deceased in the ground?" ”

"That's true, but we have to do what we can, and we can't force it, once we attract the dislike of the ghost, we people will also be unlucky." Qing Xuanzi glanced at me and said, "Xiao Jiu, you must put away your stubbornness." ”

I wanted to say something, but seeing that their faces were not right, I suppressed the words, but there was a little more obsession in my heart, no matter what, I had to redeem the soul of the dead, which was owed to him, and I had to pay it back.

Thinking of this, I stood up, shook my somewhat numb legs, and asked Lao Wang what time it was, and he said, just after the child, is it going to seal the coffin?

I nodded, and called a few eight immortals who had good physical strength to prepare to seal the coffin, because Shen Jun had no relatives at all, and there were no descendants, this coffin sealing ceremony was simple and fatal, just put a thin bed of children and grandchildren in the coffin, and riveted five shou nails, three on the left, one on the right, and one riveted into the middle line of the coffin's head.

Compared with Shen Jun's desolation, the mother-son coffin was thicker, and the walking horse village scraped together some money and bought a few beds of okay children and grandchildren. As for the reason, according to the woman in Yanma Village, before Shen Jun's daughter-in-law was not crazy, she was okay with the people in the same village, but Shen Jun was different, she either scolded or beat the people in the same village, and no one was willing to pool money to buy things.

Some people will definitely say, since the villagers of Walker Village are so unwilling to see Shen Jun, why do so many people come to help him with his funeral?

The reason is very simple, on our side in Hengyang, as long as it is from the same village, no matter what grievances there are in life, once it dies, the descendants are unable to bear the funeral, and the village will raise money to do the funeral and send the deceased to the mountain.

The children and grandchildren who are put in the coffin are different from the funeral, which is determined according to the behavior of the deceased during his lifetime, some of the deceased were kind people during his lifetime, and the villagers may be kind enough to send them and add some funeral goods.

Sometimes, I have to say that customs are like this, there is a human side, and there is also a bad habit. However, people, that's it, have been living in contradictions and dying in contradictions.

Subsequently, I put the children and grandchildren sent by Walker Village into the mother-son coffin, and I was about to completely close the coffin lid, Mr. Fan on the side pulled me and said: "Xiao Jiu, the little girl has already looked for you once, the old man is worried that she will look for you in the future, it is better to put a pig-killing knife on her corpse, one can calm her evil spirit, and the other is also for your future consideration, after all, the living are more important than the dead." ”

As soon as I heard this, my face sank suddenly, and I said: "Mr. Fan, you also eat the food of the dead, you should know what it means to be buried with a pig-killing knife, she is only six years old, how can you put forward such an opinion." ”

"Of course, the old man knows what it means to be buried with a pig-killing knife, and this is also a helpless move, once the little girl finds you again, I am afraid that it will be when you die. Xiao Jiu, the old man advises you, don't insist on this matter. He took a few puffs and said.

"Huh!" I sneered and said, "Putting in the pig-killing knife is to completely cut off the little girl's afterlife, how can you make me agree?" ”

"It's... The old man is also for your own good, you just need to think about it. Mr. Fan was slightly stunned and muttered: "With the same stinky temper as your master, he regards the deceased as more important than his own life, which is really unrelenting." ”