The old man in the living room looked at the sky, it was already the second watch, the yin energy began to win, the yang energy gradually weakened, and said to the eight men in the courtyard: "The time is up, now start to raise the coffin, I still have something to explain before the coffin."

When the eight men heard this, they nodded and walked in, and the old man said softly: "When carrying the coffin, the coffin should be three feet off the ground, and the process should be stable, and it should be carried to the burial place in one breath, and it should not fall to the ground halfway, and in addition, it is necessary to respect the deceased, not to be disrespectful to the deceased, not to speak, and not to vent on the coffin."

The old man's words are indeed very reasonable, they are all some precautions and taboos when carrying the coffin, and the eight men have no opinions, so they all walked to the shelf of the coffin and were ready to pick up the coffin at any time. [Full text reading]

At this time, Lao Dao arched his body to Old Man Liu: "Father can get up the coffin when he sees him off."

Old Man Liu's face was like earth, his eyes were red, his originally healthy body seemed to have become old in a day, his spirit was completely gone, his eyes were full of sorrow and death, he picked up a bowl of water on the table and drank it gently, and then slammed the bowl on the ground, making a bang, and shattered to the ground.

After doing this, Old Man Liu slowly walked to the side of the coffin, stretched out his fist and gently knocked on the coffin three times, the front one was slightly lighter, and the back two were slightly urgent and slightly heavier, which meant that the deceased would rest in peace and be reincarnated as soon as possible

"Lift the coffin," Lao Dao looked at the eight men and suddenly shouted.

The eight men reacted and skillfully put the shelf on their shoulders, bent their knees and squatted and then began to work slowly, the posture was very sufficient, but something strange happened, the coffin did not move at all, and the coffin did not move without moving the eight big men to use the strength of breastfeeding

Eight strong men couldn't lift a thin coffin, this strange thing frightened them, if it weren't for the scruples of the villagers, it is estimated that they would have left, at this moment the big black horse that had been lying on the roof suddenly meowed, slammed down from the foundation, and stood in the yard and grinned in the living room

"What's wrong with Xiaofei" Da Zhuang only felt a cool air hitting his body, and couldn't help leaning towards me, and said softly.

I frowned and said lightly: "This widow Liu is estimated to have died unjustly, and she doesn't want to leave."

Lao Dao glanced at the black horse in the courtyard, his face was dark, he took out an ancient coin from his arms and added it to the middle of his index finger, and there were words in his mouth, and then quickly popped out, like a lightning bolt bounced towards the roof above the coffin, only to listen to a snort, as if something had been hit

Lao Dao couldn't help touching the sweat on his face, and breathed a sigh of relief, at this time, the old man Liu, who had been stunned next to him, suddenly became angry, stepped forward and kicked the coffin, and asked angrily: "Why, you don't want to leave, you did such a shameful thing, I don't have your daughter, I don't want to see you, hurry up and let me go"

The corners of Old Man Liu's eyes were full of running water, and the two children also cried, and a gust of wind blew, and the wind seemed to be mixed with the sound of whimpering.

I don't know if it was the old ancient coins that played a role, or the angry shouts of Old Man Liu played a role, anyway, the coffin could be lifted in the next moment, but it seemed to be very heavy, and the eight big men carried it very hard, with a red face and a thick neck.

"What happened to Xiao Fei just now, why can't eight people lift that thin coffin," Da Zhuang asked.

I was silent for a moment, and then said: "After death, if people have grievances, do not want to leave or have fatigue, coupled with improper handling, there will generally be this phenomenon of not being able to lift the coffin, this is called sinking coffins, it is not people who are sinking, but the grievances, resentment is not discharged, and sooner or later something will happen."

After a pause, I continued: "Usually in this case, the soul of the deceased will be directly above the coffin, looking at his own corpse, looking at the person he is nostalgic for, which is why the old Taoist always thinks that the ancient coin pops up above the coffin, which is just to drive away the soul of Widow Liu."

"Then if you can carry it away now, will it be fine?" Da Zhuang continued to ask.

I nodded, and shook my head again: "There may be nothing left, there may still be something, if there is something, it is a big thing"

The eight men slowly carried the coffin around the living room, and the original coffin head became the coffin tail, that is, the corpse's feet were in front and the head was behind, which meant that the deceased would take a look at the home again, but there was another layer of meaning, the feet were outside, and the head was inside, that is, if you go out, don't come back, yin and yang are separated

After turning around, Lao Dao walked in front and shook the bell, chanting incantations in his mouth, the two children were scattering paper money, and Old Man Liu did not follow, and the white-haired person sent the black-haired person was filthy, so there were relatives and friends instead.

I asked my father to go back first, and then I and Da Zhuang followed not far away, there was no light in the night in the mountain village, there were no stars and no moon tonight, only two lanterns in front of a faint light source, the wind gusted, the spirit flag swayed and made a clanging sound, and from time to time it was mixed with the roars of wild beasts in the mountains, plus the cries of the two children, it was even more eerie and terrifying.

The eight men walked very slowly and steadily, and at that moment suddenly there was a sound of pedaling, like the sound of a hammer hitting the bedboard, which seemed so abrupt and clear in the quiet night.

The sudden sound made the footsteps of the eight men carrying the coffin stagnate slightly, you look at me, I look at you, they are all a little scared, Da Zhuang was about to ask me where the voice came from, the voice came again, this time it was more urgent and louder, and the eight men stopped directly, because they felt that the sound was coming from the coffin

"Xiao Fei, it's not like you're going to cheat the corpse," Da Zhuang asked a little nervously.

"No, it's just that the resentment is too strong, this time the burial is not expected to go so smoothly, the cause of Widow Liu's death is definitely not simple," I said lightly.

The old man who was walking in the front naturally heard the voice, as if he had expected it a long time ago, and he didn't look back, and said directly: "Leave him alone, keep walking, you can't stop, and you can't go back, otherwise there will be a big disaster."

When the eight men heard this, they could only muster up their courage and continue to walk forward, which is strange to say, after walking a few steps, the sound disappeared, and there was no more situation in the back, which was very smooth

It's just that my brows are getting more and more wrinkled, looking at the direction of this advance, I have been close to the place of the dead man's ditch, how can your sister bury it so far, why should I bury the land in my own house near the dead man's ditch, isn't this looking for death, when my grandfather was born, he repeatedly told me that I must not be buried in the dead man's ditch, otherwise there will be a disaster~ Good search basket color, you can read the following chapters as soon as possible