Chapter 15 Yizhuang is demolished
I nodded, and it was. This thing mainly depends on fate, sometimes you may walk around the whole willow forest, and you can't find the right material to make a coffin stick.
"Ye Fei, your luck is better, there is a willow soul in the coffin, which is innate. As long as you can nourish well, it will bring you a lot of help in the future! A smile appeared on the master's face, and then he looked at Qin Yi next to him: "As for you, you don't have to care too much, no matter how good the material of the coffin stick is, it is just an innate qualification." If this person is not successful in learning, then no matter how good the coffin stick is, it will be just a waste stick in his hands! ”
Qin Yi nodded and didn't say anything more.
"When you rest today, you can think carefully about what kind of coffin stick you want. You can also draw your own shape! I'll do my best to satisfy you! The master said lightly.
While we were talking, Adin walked up, looked at the master and asked, "Master, the branches have been polished." It's time to worship the heavens! ”
The master stood up and replied, "I see." Come with me, you two! ”
Speaking, it leads us directly to the back hall. This is the usual place where the master rests. The costume is also very mysterious, with a somewhat dark and eerie taste.
In this back hall, stand the branches of two willow trees.
I could recognize that one of them was mine. Old and strong, strong! And there was a strange fluctuation on it, similar to the smell of the coffin stick in the master's hand.
"Get on your knees!" The master walked to the incense case, gently lit three sticks of incense, turned around to look at us, and scolded us sharply!
My heart was shocked, I didn't dare to be careless, plopped, and knelt directly on the ground. And the junior brother also knelt there quietly.
The two of us raised our heads, looked at the master, looked at the branches.
The incense in the master's hand burned slowly, and wisps of smoke and dust gradually emitted out. The three incense sticks were inserted into the incense burner by the master, and then turned around again.
"Inherit the blue sky at the top, and connect the thick soil with the bottom!" The master's voice was clear and crisp, as if he had endless middle energy: "Yu today is the body of the coffin master, playing all the abilities, and the two disciples enter my door wall." Take the willow god two sections, to nourish the soul of the coffin stick, since then, as a daily companion, to nourish the spirit! Cause and effect of each other, between heaven and earth! ”
After finishing speaking, the master let out a long breath.
Turning around again, he glanced at us: "Three bows!" ”
My brother and I didn't dare to go against it, so we knelt there, leaned forward, and bowed gently. After the prayer is repeated three times. We straightened up and quietly looked at the master in front of us.
"Nine knocks!"
The so-called nine prostrations are in fact one kneeling and three prostrations three times in a row.
My junior brother and I hurriedly got up, straightened our clothes, knelt there gently, and then bowed three times. Then get up again!
After repeating it three times. The two of us are back on our feet!
The master nodded, seemingly very satisfied: "It's done, it's been a busy day today, and you should go and rest." Just don't get tired! ”
"It's the master!" I let out a sigh of relief and left the back hall with my junior brother.
The junior brother is silent, so he doesn't talk often. I was about to say hello to him, but my brother left without saying a word.
I shrugged my shoulders and returned to my room with some reluctance, just pushing the door open when I sensed something was wrong. Because I found that Liu Lingtong on the table had disappeared! My heart was shocked, what is going on?
I hurriedly searched everywhere, but it was only in the next few moments that my mind gradually settled down.
Liu Lingtong was not stolen, but lay quietly on my bed. It's still covered with a quilt! It seems to feel a little cold, but it's right, the weather has entered late autumn, and Liu Lingtong's body is only wrapped in a layer of red cloth, which does look a little thin.
I sat on the edge of the bed and glanced at Liu Lingtong: "Isn't it a little cold?" ”
Liu Lingtong didn't speak, but I could feel his gaze on me. There was no hostility in his eyes. I didn't think much about it, but went to fetch a basin of water, and after a little washing, I lay down on the bed quietly, but I did leave a large empty space for Liu Lingtong.
Although I said that I slept all day today, the afternoon and evening efforts also tossed me enough.
In addition, the body was a little weak, so after a yawn. Straight into the dreamland!
In my sleep, it was as if there was a cute porcelain doll looking at me all the time, squatting next to my bed. Although the scene was a little weird, I didn't feel the slightest fear. There is a small expectation in my heart, looking forward to this cute porcelain doll growing up quickly!
In fact, I also want to know, what kind of growth can this Liu Lingtong go to in the end?
The next morning, I woke up from my dream. hurriedly put on his shoes, too late to do the morning class, just like this Yizhuang ran.
The master was sitting in the courtyard, and Adin wanted to stop me.
The master waved his hand: "Let him go!" ”
I ran all the way to the outskirts of Yizhuang. More than a dozen workers, with sledgehammers in their hands, smashed into the wall of Yizhuang. The things in Yizhuang have been emptied, naturally they are not afraid of disturbing the ghosts and gods, some of them have been collected by the master, and as for some of the coffins stored in Yizhuang, this is the villagers spontaneously raised funds and pulled them to the mountain for burial. Of course, the size of the burial is not too big, but after all, it has been buried in the ground.
Yizhuang did not hold out for long in the hands of a dozen workers and collapsed with a bang.
I sighed, feeling as if I had been relied on for so many years as if I had been destroyed. In his eyes, he couldn't help but burst into tears! There is an indescribable discomfort, as if a stone has been pressed in my heart, and I want to breathe, but I can't breathe.
Yizhuang was soon almost demolished.
The rest of the people were there to deal with the masonry, beams, and timber.
I opened my mouth to say something. But when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say, so he shook his head helplessly and turned around.
I found the master standing behind me.
"Touching the scene?" The master looked at me and asked.
I nodded, still speechless.
The master seemed to understand my current feelings, and after a pause, he continued: "There are some things that you will have to experience sooner or later, even if you hide now, they will happen in the future!" People have to move forward after all! ”
I was silent, not feeling much better, just nodding my head again.
The master's face showed a trace of embarrassment, and after a sigh: "I'm not very good at persuading people, so you can adjust your mood yourself." Once you're done, hurry back and get back! Today's morning class hasn't been done yet! ”
After saying that, the master walked towards the mountain.
I had some doubts in my heart: "Master, where are you going?" ”
The master turned his head: "Go and see your godfather." ”
I paused there, hesitating, but lifted my heel anyway. I don't know why I suddenly want to go to my godfather's grave to worship today, maybe it's because Yizhuang is no longer there, and I can find evidence that I once lived, only my godfather.
When the master saw me following him, he didn't say anything.
The two of us made it all the way to the mountain. I saw my godfather's grave from afar, but strangely. In front of my godfather's grave stood a woman dressed in black, with a black umbrella in her hand and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child in her right hand, who looked like a young girl.
The master stopped and looked at it from a distance.
As if thinking of something, he shook his head slightly. Then continue to walk forward.
I think it's a little weird, since my godfather died, all kinds of strange things have happened. And it seems that everything is inextricably linked to the death of the godfather!
"Coming back?" The master seemed to know the woman in front of him, and opened his mouth to ask.
The woman glanced at the master and did not answer, but continued to turn around and look at the godfather's grave, in front of which there were some tributes and burned paper money!