Seeing Butcher Wu stunned there, I was a little angry, we eight immortals pulled the pig one by one, he still had time to shout at the ghost, and at that moment, he shouted at him: "Shout P, hurry up and help pull the pig." ”

As soon as the words fell, the pig didn't know if it was startled by my voice, and a pair of hind legs moved humanely, and a particularly strange scream came out of its mouth, and rushed towards me again.

Made, as soon as I saw this posture, I dared to stop, and immediately rushed in the other direction.

As soon as my feet moved, a strange thing happened, and there was blood flowing out of the pig's eye sockets, and what was even more incredible was that with the blood, the pig fell to the ground with a 'bang', and a pair of quail egg-sized eyes rolled out, just at my feet.

This scene frightened my jaw stiffened, and a pair of legs trembled involuntarily, what's the matter, how could the pig's eyes fall off, this is not in accordance with the laws of nature at all.

I was stunned for about seven or eight seconds, and suddenly remembered that the female beggar's eyes had been kicked in my trouser pocket, and after coming out of the culvert, there were so many tedious things that I had forgotten about it.

Thinking of this, I involuntarily touched my trouser pocket, no, I looked down and saw that my pants had changed. Made, if she loses a pair of female beggar's eyes, it is estimated that something will happen.

Immediately, I hurriedly shouted at Lao Wang: "Lao Wang, where are the pants I wore that day?" ”

"Which day?" Lao Wang wondered.

"The pants you wore when you came out of the culvert!" I asked somewhat incoherently.

He thought for a moment and said. "Well... Good... Like thrown! ”

"Where?" I ran up to the king with a lunge and grabbed him tightly by the shoulders with both hands.

"Over there!" He stretched out his hand and pointed not far away, and said, "Jiu Yanzi, what the hell are you doing, that pig can't be killed, are you still in the mood to care about a pair of torn pants?" ”

I didn't speak, but looked at the place where he was pointed, not far from the hall, and there was a lot of firewood next to it, and the trousers I had worn were hanging from the side of it.

Seeing the pants, I breathed a sigh of relief, immediately ran over, reached out and touched the trouser pocket, fortunately, the female beggar a pair of eyes are still in the trouser pocket, I dare not be careless, quickly ripped off a piece of cloth, the strange thing is that when by the river, the pair of eyeballs stuck together, and now, the pair of eyeballs are separated, there is no stickiness around it.

I didn't think about it so much, so I wrapped up my eyeballs, and was about to go back to the hall to ask Wen Xue to put the female beggar's eyeballs back, when Lao Wang ran over and said, "Jiu Yanzi, what are you messing with, what are you doing with the pig?" ”

I was stunned, I was going to kill this pig and worship God with pig blood, but now this pig's blood is flowing in the sunning grain, and there is nothing to worship God, what can I do?

Seeing that I didn't speak, the old king glanced at me strangely, and then glanced in the direction of Sunguping, lowered his voice, and said: "Jiu Yanzi, I heard the old class say that the butcher will not live for three years if he goes down with a knife and does not kill the pig, shall we tell the butcher Wu about this?" ”

I thought for a moment, sighed, and said, "Tell him!" ”

"Are you sure?" Lao Wang said.

I was stunned for a moment, so I asked him, "What?" Is there something wrong? ”

He nodded, "Of course it's not proper, you have also seen the temperament of Butcher Wu, if you tell him, this funeral will be turned upside down by him." ”

"And what do you mean?" I was thinking about what to do with pig blood, and I didn't care about the Wu butcher. After all, there are too many folklore, as the elders of the older generation in our village often say that they saw something auspicious when they were young. And now, not to mention the auspicious rain from the sky, even the rainbow rarely appears.

"Don't tell him yet, after the funeral, let Daoist Qingxuanzi calculate a hexagram for him." Lao Wang said.

I hummed, this is the only way for now, otherwise, I'm afraid it will really be as Lao Wang said, and the funeral will not be able to continue.

Subsequently, I talked a few more words with Lao Wang, when it came to pig blood, Lao Wang asked me if I could use chicken blood instead, I pondered for a while, the difference between pig blood and chicken blood is not very big, the main thing is that now to kill pigs, if you don't use pig blood to worship God, it is a little disrespectful.

We discussed it and finally decided to go and see the pig and see if we could find some pig blood.

As the two of us walked, we talked a few words casually, all of which were some homely trivialities.

When we came to the grain flat again, the butcher Wu was carrying a pot of boiling water to scald the pig, and I hurriedly stopped him and asked him, "Can you get some blood on the pig to worship God?" ”

He put down the kettle and glanced at me, and said angrily: "You think this pig is a blood bank, all have shed so much blood, where is there blood for you to worship." ”

"Can you try another cut?" I'm in a hurry.

"Boy, are you trying to kill me? Which butcher have you seen kill a pig with two knives? He pushed me and said, "Get your funeral, don't get in the way here, in case you revive this pig, Lao Tzu will kill you." ”

I know what he means, according to folklore, once the butcher kills a pig with two knives, the second knife is equivalent to stabbing himself, and in the butcher's line, it is most taboo to use two knives.

Thinking of this, I didn't want to say anything to him, so I planned to use Lao Wang's method to replace pig blood with chicken blood.

Who knows, when the old king listened to Butcher Wu's words, he suddenly became angry, and said angrily: "Butcher Wu, what do you mean by what you said later?" I can't kill the pig myself, put the responsibility on the nine guys, and I'm not afraid to make my peers laugh off their big teeth? ”

"You... You one-eyed dragon, which eye do you see that I can't kill the pig, obviously because of this kid, you didn't see the pig and waited until he came? Butcher Wu was obviously stunned for a moment and retorted.

"Do you know in your heart that Lao Tzu rarely theorizes with you!" Lao Wang said disdainfully, then took a knife from the side of the Wu butcher, and muttered: "You can't use the second knife, I'll come." ”

"One-eyed dragon, you dare!" The Wu butcher was a little angry, his face was hideous, and he snatched the pig-killing knife, and said: "You dare to use a knife on this pig, Lao Tzu no longer cares about this funeral, and this pig is also tossed by you." ”

As he spoke, he began to pack up the tools for killing pigs, and saw that the posture was really going to leave, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I grabbed Butcher Wu's arm and said, "Lao Wang is playing with you, let's not want pig blood, replace it with chicken blood." ”

After speaking, I gave Lao Wang a look, meaning to ask him to admit his mistake to Butcher Wu.

Lao Wang snorted coldly, ignored me, and read a bunch of words in his mouth, which roughly meant that after the funeral, he would go to the town and shout with a high-voltage loudspeaker that butcher Wu could not kill pigs.

Listening to this, I have some doubts in my heart, why is this old Wang a little abnormal, usually he respects professional ethics, not only the coffin carrying industry, but also other industries, he also maintains enough respect, why today?

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, he threw a puzzled look at Lao Wang, he didn't speak, just pointed at the pig with his finger, and stretched out three fingers and raised it.

Seeing this, I realized that Lao Wang should have done this on purpose, with the purpose of disturbing Butcher Wu and forcing him to admit that it was he who couldn't kill the pig, not me.

At this point, I looked at Lao Wang gratefully, since I entered the industry, no matter what I do, Lao Wang has taken a lot of care for me, just take this time, he did this, it can be said that it is completely for me.

The old dynasty I stopped, ignored me, and began to repeat the words in my mouth, after the funeral, buy a high-voltage horn and go to the town to shout that Wu Butcher can't kill the pig.

The big concept was chattered three or four times, and the butcher Wu couldn't stand it, picked up the pig-killing knife, smashed it on the ground, and said angrily: "One-eyed dragon, you TM are endless, even if Lao Tzu can't kill it, it's in the way of you?" ”

Lao Wang ignored him, took out a cigarette, squatted down, lit it, took a few deep breaths, and began to mutter those words again.

To be honest, I can't stand Lao Wang, is this a live scoundrel, or a righteous one.

Even I can't stand it, let alone Butcher Wu, he walked in front of Lao Wang with an arrow, didn't say a word, immediately bent over, and said: "Uncle Wang, Prince Wang, I'm afraid of you, don't talk about it anymore, just let me kill the pig!" ”

As soon as he heard this, Lao Wang smiled with satisfaction, stood up, patted the butcher on the shoulder, and said: "Knowing mistakes can improve Mo Dayan, when you kill pigs in the future, remember to stab the knife deeper, don't embarrass the butcher." ”

After speaking, I beckoned to the old dynasty, "Let's go!" ”

I frowned, and didn't walk towards Lao Wang, I was vaguely uneasy in my heart, after returning from the town, Lao Wang became a little abnormal, whether it was speaking or demeanor, it was a little different from before, especially when talking about Wen Xue, he seemed to be anxious to see me married, what was going on? How did Lao Wang become like this?

Seeing that I didn't move, Lao Wang urged again: "Nine guys, what are you in a daze, the funeral is still waiting for you!" ”

I came back to my senses, nodded sneeringly, and walked after him towards the hall. On the way, I asked Lao Wang if he had encountered anything in the town, and he said that he had met my parents in the town.

Listening to this, I feel a little relieved, if it is really as Lao Wang said, all this can be said. But, for some reason, I always felt that he was not telling the truth, but that he was hiding something from me.

After a while, the two of us came to the door of the hall, and there were six or seven women standing at the door, blocking the situation in the hall, and I asked them why, and they said that Wen Xue was wiping the body inside, and it was blasphemous for the man to see the body of the female beggar.

Seeing them say this, I didn't continue to ask, but leaned on the outer wall of the hall, took out a cigarette, took a few puffs, and felt a lot of emotion in my heart, this funeral was really tiring, hard work, almost lost my life, but there was no money to make, and I had to pay for it.

If this is rested on the ordinary Eight Immortals, no one is willing to do this, and I am willing to do it. Whew, maybe everyone comes to this world with a different mission, I'm just unlucky, I take on the mission of sending people into the earth for peace, or maybe I owe something to the coffin bearer in my last life!

For a long time, I thought that since I entered the coffin carrying industry, I have not done anything against my conscience, and I have always done things in accordance with professional ethics. However, my luck was bad to die, first I was beaten at the funeral, then my eyebrows were cut, then my fingers were severed, and now I am completely deaf in my left ear.

On the other hand, those eight immortals who violate professional ethics are like Chen Papi in Liuyang Town, but their group of eight immortals eat and drink spicy food, and live a very moist life, wanting wind and rain.

And our group of eight immortals, one by one, live with a tight belt of pants, and the one with a slightly better family background is Lao Wang, who just built a red brick house, which is far worse than Chen Papi's group of eight immortals.

I have wondered more than once if we have done something wrong, or that we should not have held a funeral according to the rites at all, but should learn from Chen Papi and them, learn to go to the master's house, learn to blackmail the master's house, and learn to look at money in everything.

I believe that as long as our group of eight immortals follow the funeral routine of Chen Papi, we will be able to build a two-story small western-style building in less than three years, and we will have spare money to buy new clothes and pants for our children.

However, knowing that 'wealth' is at our fingertips, we have a conscience to do funerals, carry coffins, and have always adhered to the professional ethics of coffin bearers.

Thinking of this, I smiled bitterly, this may be my fate! After smoking several cigarettes in a row, his tongue was numb, and he was about to stand up when he saw the women standing at the door walking away.

As the women walked away, I glanced up into the hall, and Wen Xue walked out with a frown, and when she saw me, she asked, "Where are the eyes?" ”

I hurriedly took out my eyeballs and handed them to her, asking, "Are you done?" ”

She glanced at me, nodded, and said, "I'll leave the rest to you." ”