Chapter 51: The Pungent Smoke of the Coffin

The vehicle drove for about an hour before finally arriving in Wolong. According to www.biquge.info Mrs. Mo's requirements and Boss Liu's situation, there is no feng shui at all in the site of the new tomb, as long as it is not a dead hole, the tomb is also repaired in the simplest way, and there is no previous luxury at all.

After the hearse master carried the coffin and the body down and placed them side by side next to the tomb, the eighth uncle took out the magic tools and tools and began to do the so-called coffin ceremony. To put it bluntly, it is actually a formality, Liu Chongtian's soul was sealed, and his spirit was scattered, leaving a potentially dangerous stinky skin bag empty, what else is there to invite? If it weren't for the fact that this matter couldn't be said, it didn't matter if Liu Chongtian moved his grave or not.

No one can understand the words in the eighth uncle's mouth, and I don't know if he is reading it randomly or still doing it seriously, anyway, after reading it for a full quarter of an hour, the eighth uncle took out a bottle of silver-white granules from his sleeve and said it in his mouth.

"Liu Chongtian, you have broken your golden life and have nothing to do with gold and silver, but today you turn into a ghost and want to be reincarnated, you will inevitably need gold and silver to take care of the yin, so I will pave the way for you to break silver and ensure your reincarnation."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Eight opened the bottle in his hand, this silver particle must be very valuable, otherwise Uncle Eight would not have to be so careful, as if he was afraid of missing a little outside the coffin. This silver particle silver is very good-looking, and I don't know what metal it is, but I don't think it's real silver, otherwise Uncle Eight wouldn't be so careful at the price of sterling silver.

The "broken silver" is finely sprinkled on the bottom of the coffin, and the silver shines in the sun, which is very luxurious. After doing all this, it is time for the final step of the coffin ceremony.

"Please be buried."

This kind of rough work does not need to be done by the eighth uncle, and the hearse craftsman quickly carried Boss Liu into the coffin with the shroud.

"Relatives kneel."

Mrs. Mo knelt in front of the coffin, and the relatives should have been crying at this time, but anyway, Liu Chongtian had no soul, and the eighth uncle didn't bother to care so much.

"Buckle!" The so-called buckle is the meaning of the seal, which must be buckled by the coffin craftsman. The relatives had to put the axe wrapped in a red cloth next to the coffin, and the red cloth had to put some money in it, which was a reward for the craftsman.

The small gold place is small, so the craftsmen often wear many hats, which is completely different from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, where the burial industry is developed. The two masters who delivered the coffin were the coffin maker, the hearse driver, and the coffin bearer, so it was the hearse driver who was responsible for the buckle link. A master grabbed an axe and took out a shou nail, ready to wait for the eighth uncle to shout the mantra of sealing the coffin.

"One nail and more money!"

The red axe slammed, and I don't know if it was because the wood was poor or the craftsman had a special buckle technique, and half of the nail was lost as soon as the axe went down, and then the axe completely nailed it in.

July and a half like fantasy, plus Liu Chongtian was so restless before, it is inevitable to think about whether there will be something wrong with this buckle link? Like breaking the coffin or something. But this kind of thing shouldn't happen, Liu Chongtian is gone after all, what else can the corpse do?

"Two nails of blessing from heaven!"

Another shou nail was nailed into the coffin, and it was safe and sound, and he was relieved in the middle of July. A total of four nails have to be deducted, the deceased male is one on the left and one on the right, and the left side of the coffin head is nailed to swallow the mouth, even if the money is deducted, according to the speed of sealing the coffin, even if Liu Chongtian can still deceive the corpse, it is too late to deceive.

"Three nails and three yuan and the first early!"

However, it was at this time that the accident happened!

As soon as the eighth uncle finished shouting the mantra, the craftsman didn't even have time to nail the nails, and a puff of white smoke floated out along the cracks of the coffin! Everyone's face changed! This Boss Liu is too capable of tossing! First the corpse, then the angry ghost, and then the ghost! Now that the coffin has finally been sealed, can you still toss things out?!

What will it be this time? Become a demon or become a demon? A pungent and unpleasant smell quickly spread, mixed with a hint of stench, but no one knew what was really happening inside the coffin.

"Hurry up and buckle!" The eighth uncle also panicked, and hurriedly urged the craftsman who was stunned because of the white smoke, and was dissatisfied that this craftsman was too amateurish. In Jiangsu and Zhejiang, after the coffin sealer saw something strange in the coffin, he would only fasten the nail more quickly, how could he be stunned? In fact, it's no wonder that there are craftsmen, how many people are there in Xiaojin County? They can only take a few jobs a year, right?

Only then did the craftsman react, and hurriedly drove the nail into it with two axes, but the nail was not completely dead, and the eighth uncle couldn't wait to finish the last sentence.

"Four nails of descendants are all over the street pavilion! Fast! Hurry up and bury it after the buckle! It's too late! ”

The craftsmen also panicked when they heard this, they had also witnessed the deception of corpses and hauntings before, if it wasn't for the coffin money, they would have driven away a long time ago, how could they have stayed until now. Uncle Eight's urging, with a flick of his wrist, he didn't hit the last main nail! made a crooked peach shape, and what was even more ridiculous was that he forgot to hang up the money in his mouth.

But Uncle Eight didn't say anything, it was definitely not appropriate to pull out the main nail and re-hit it at this time, and except for a few experts present, everyone else didn't know about swallowing money, even if they knew that they would find a reason to fool around afterwards.

"The descendants of all generations will be rich, the heavenly officials will bless, and the earth will be healthy! Bury! Fast! At the end of the eighth uncle's reading, he was a little incoherent, and the craftsman hurriedly picked up the coffin, lifted the white smoke and put it into the dug grave, which was not far from the craftsman dared to carry it. But fortunately, nothing happened to the coffin except for white smoke.

"Fortunately, I applied three layers of old corpse oil, otherwise it would have been troublesome this time." Watching the grave gradually being buried, the eighth uncle sighed with a sense of innocence.

"Excuse me, Master, what's wrong with my dead ghosts?" Mrs. Mo looked at the eighth uncle who was wiping his sweat, and stepped forward to ask, it is impossible to say that she is really not afraid of ghosts.

"I don't know, I think Boss Liu is still unwilling to worry about his lover and illegitimate child, but buried in this barren place of feng shui, even if he has the ability to go to heaven in the future, he will not want to turn the sky upside down."

When the eighth uncle talked about his lover, a fierceness flashed in Mrs. Mo's eyes, but then when she heard the second half of the sentence, she sneered.

"Thanks to the master this time, otherwise there will be a problem, you are a dead ghost and a real toss, and you will not stop tossing and dying if you are alive, he never dared to do it against me before, and he didn't think that he would want to kill me for a cheap woman, and he deserved it."

July and a half didn't listen to the conversation between the two, but carefully smelled the smell in the air, frowned and pondered something, looking at the fascinated appearance and the fight that the seventh brother had when he was making paper, it seems that the men related to seven are men who are easy to focus.

At this time, a thick palm suddenly put on the shoulders of Qifen and a half, and Qiqi and a half were suddenly full of excitement! A chill quickly spread all over the body, as if most of the yang energy had been drained in an instant! A thought came to me spontaneously, and the ghost patted his shoulder! At this time, the demon pestle is still in the bag behind him, and he is afraid that the other shoulder will have to be patted by the ghost!