An Lao Dao is a contemporary of my grandfather, it is said to be a professional Taoist, unlike my grandfather who is a monk halfway, but there is my grandfather around Ningjia Village, An Lao Dao is not very famous in this vicinity, but I heard my grandfather say that An Lao Dao's understanding of Yin and Yang Taoism is more proficient than him, and he is a great character, but now the development of science and technology is changing with each passing day, these old yellow calendars have long been thrown away by the younger generations, and few young descendants know the character of An Lao Dao.

It is a great honor that my grandfather has a good relationship with An Lao Dao, and I am one of the few juniors who know An Lao Dao.

When An Laodao heard my words, his eyes immediately widened, and he scolded: "You kid is really not big or small. I don't know how to respect my elders at all! Hey~ It's really not ancient! ”

I saw that he sighed so sincerely, I couldn't help but laugh, this An Lao Dao is a cynical old naughty character, talking to him seriously, but felt awkward, so he smiled: "An Lao Dao, how come I can meet you every time I go back to the countryside?" You're not stalking me, are you? ”

An Laodao opened the car door, pushed me inside, and said with a straight face: "Xiaoyang, have you grown hair?" I'm following you. If you go to inquire in these ten miles and eight towns, will I follow you? ”

Of course I know he's not going to follow me, he's got a bit of a reputation around here, wandering around, not knowing what to do? I said this just as a joke to relieve my boredom and sadness, and then, after chatting with An Laodao for a few more words, I learned that he was going to visit my grandfather for the last time, and suddenly sighed secretly.

An Laodao saw the sad expression on my face, and comforted me, the deceased is gone, Tianze definitely doesn't want me to be immersed in the sadness of the past, and I want to look forward. After all, my path has only just begun.

Ten minutes later, the black car stopped at the entrance of Ningjia Village, I got out of the car and paid, and walked towards the village with An Laodao.

As soon as we reached the entrance of the village, we saw a three-meter tree next to it. This is the feng shui tree in the village, bless the safety of the village, and there are prayer strips or objects hanging on it, but I saw that the wicker branches and leaves of the feng shui tree have turned a lot yellow, and on the ground, there are also some fallen strips of yellow leaves, so I frowned slightly.

At this time, An Laodao muttered beside him: "Hey~ The feng shui tree is also old!" ”

I wondered, I don't know why An Laodao uses the word 'also', I don't know what the purpose is? However, I was worried about my grandfather, so I urged An Lao Dao to hurry up, fortunately, although An Lao Dao is more than sixty years old, but the maintenance is very good, and the pace is vigorous to follow me, and soon came to the front of the old house, there is a wreath at the door, and there is mourning music inside, but more is the noise.

An Lao Dao and I hurriedly walked into the courtyard, and we saw my parents arguing with an old Taoist in a Taoist robe, surrounded by the villagers, chattering and arguing.

I was annoyed when I heard it, so I shouted loudly, told them to stop arguing, and frightened them, and looked back one after another, and found that it was me, a junior, and some of the elders whispered to blame me for not understanding the rules, and being so fierce with the elders, it is really unancient!

I didn't bother to pay attention to the crookedness of these elders, and immediately stepped forward to ask my father, what's going on?

Dad pointed to the old Taoist next to him and said, Qian Daochang urged him to hurry up and cover the coffin, so as not to delay the auspicious time for burial.

At this time, An Laodao suddenly asked: "I don't know Daoist Qian, what time are you talking about, what time is it?" ”

When Daoist Qian heard these somewhat cynical words, his face was cold, and when he turned his head to see that it was An Lao Dao, his face was a little gloomy, and he sneered: "It turned out to be you, An Lao Dao!" I heard that you are not small, so what time do you say is auspicious? ”

An Laodao smiled: "How dare I rob your business?" However, I advise you not to cover the coffin now, wait for half an hour, and then talk! ”

Qian Daochang snorted coldly, but he still pretended to pinch his fingers with his hand and calculated, nodded in agreement, and covered the coffin half an hour later.

I said a few words to my parents, and then I came to the mourning hall and saw a large black lacquered cypress coffin on several stools, the lid of the coffin was obliquely covered, not tightly covered, and there was a big gap.

I walked uncomfortably to the head of the coffin lid, and when I reached out, I saw my grandfather lying in the coffin.

His cheeks were covered by a white handkerchief, which made me feel even more uncomfortable, but I knew that it was a funeral custom.

When a person dies, his face is ugly, and the living are uncomfortable when he sees it.

There is also a kind of speech, which is more mysterious, that is, after death, although the three souls and seven spirits are scattered, there are still some residual soul consciousness in the human body, and when people look at the remains of the deceased, if they are too close, the yang energy in the mouth is easy to spray on the face of the deceased, which can easily cause the corpse to be deceived and frighten the living.

Of course, according to science, there is still a residual bioelectricity in the body of the deceased, which may naturally react to the corpse when it encounters yang energy. But whether it is said by ghosts and gods or by science, the final result of defrauding the corpse will make the living suffer, so funeral ceremonies have always avoided this aspect and must cover their faces.

Although I'm a policeman, I actually believe in some ghosts and gods, after all, since I was a child, I have been in contact with my grandfather in this regard, but I haven't seen ghosts and monsters.

I couldn't see my grandfather's remains, I felt very sorry, but when I saw my grandfather lying in it, the more I looked at it, the more uncomfortable it became, and finally the sadness came from it, sobbing in a low voice, An Laodao was also watching my grandfather's last face, and when he heard me sobbing softly, he stretched out his hand and patted me on the shoulder to comfort me.

Half an hour later, my mind had calmed down, and I heard Qian Daochang roar a few times, and then stretched out his hand to beckon me and my father to come over, and asked me to stand at the front of the coffin, holding the portrait of my grandfather, and my father was next to me.

However, An Laodao suddenly spoke up and shouted at Qian Dao Chang to stop, I turned around a little puzzled, and saw An Lao Dao walking in front of Qian Dao Chang, ignoring his ugly face, and whispered a few words in his ear, I couldn't hear what An Lao Dao said? But that Qian Daochang's face was ugly, I guess Qian Daochang complained in his heart that An Laodao wanted him to be ugly, but An Laodao said a few words in his ear, and then retreated by himself, not making Qian Daochang too ugly.

Qian Daochang's face was cloudy, and finally, when he looked up and saw that I was turning around, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to beckon me over, and whispered to me to hand over the portrait of my grandfather in my hand to my father.

I was very puzzled, I didn't move my steps, but frowned at this Qian Dao chief, according to the generation, I am the youngest, I should walk in front with the statue, this is called filial piety, let me hand over the portrait to my father, I don't want to do it in my heart, is this old road and An Lao Dao have a festival, so, now you want me to be difficult to see in front of the villagers and relatives?

I looked back at An Laodao, but I didn't expect him to nod as well.

I know that An Laodao has a deep knowledge of Taoism, so he must have calculated something? Although he was full of doubts and reluctance, he reluctantly came to his father and handed him the portrait.

Unexpectedly, my father breathed a long sigh of relief, and he whispered in my ear: "Your grandfather told me on his deathbed, saying that even if you want to send him, you can't go to the front." Fortunately, An Laodao seemed to know something, and said something to Qian Daochang. Otherwise, I really can't let you not go to the front in front of so many villagers and relatives. ”