The funeral procession went four times in a row, and the last one was Zhou Qingsong's house. Zhou Qingsong wore linen and filial piety, holding a posthumous photo to guide the way, and I also followed the funeral procession.

Because this family was the last coffin, it was already dusk when it was sent to the cemetery on the hill. When he arrived at the cemetery, he saw the dug soil pit, Zhou Qingsong couldn't hold back any longer, and he cried, and tears kept flowing down his nose.

Brother Wednesday on the side stepped forward to comfort him, patted him on the shoulder, and pulled him aside. As the host of the ceremony, the man with the sword on credit turned around the side of the grave three times with a peachwood sword, pointing at the pit with the peachwood sword in his hand, and reciting the earth-breaking mantra in his mouth.

"There are three strange suns, moons and stars in the sky, and the ghosts and gods are terrifying; When the fierce god sees me bowing his head and worshipping, he does not stop walking on the evil side;

Twenty-eight nights listen to my orders, and six dings and six jia follow my line; The general of Jiuniu broke the ground and repelled the fierce gods;

I am ordered by Taishang Laojun, Jiutian Xuannu, and Yang Gong's ancestor. The gods are as urgent as the law! ”

After the incantation, the man took a few steps back and asked the eight immortals to carry the coffin over and prepare for burial.

But unexpectedly, the two coffin bearers who were walking in front had just arrived at the grave, and they didn't know what they saw, 'Ah! There was a loud cry, and the two of them staggered back as if frightened.

If you don't pay attention, the coffin can barely be lifted and falls to the ground.

Fortunately, the man with the knife on credit was on the side, and Xiao Dangjia didn't just know how to watch the excitement, at the critical moment, he lifted one left and one right and stabilized the coffin.

I hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

As I asked, I looked into the grave. It's okay not to look at it, but it scares me when I see it.

I saw that in the burial pit that was still clean just now, I don't know where blood came out! In just a few breaths, the stench and pungent blood water had almost filled half of the grave.

The scene is weird, and the smell of blood is pungent, which is really enough to make ordinary people's hearts tremble.

The man with the knife also knew what happened in the burial pit, his brows furrowed, and he said with a slight reproach: "Miscalculation, it seems that other ancients have been buried here before." Now the pit is full of blood, and it is unwilling to have a new person buried. ”

"Hmph, what's this? I'm going to get him out. Master Xiao snorted coldly, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he wanted to go down and 'find out' the troublemaker, "Dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of the judge, I don't want to live!" ”

The man with the knife stopped him and said, "Don't do this, it's my fault in this matter first." Choosing a tomb, forgetting to take into account the ancients, now people are embarrassed, we come to the hard one, and the etiquette is not in line. ”

"What then? Fill this place in and bury it in another place? I asked.

The man shook his head and said, "That's not necessary, the old ancestor has also encountered this situation, leaving us the younger generations of yin and yang with a lot of ways to solve the problem." ”

As he spoke, the man turned around, waited for the peachwood sword, and grabbed the big rooster he had brought all the way into his hand.

According to local customs, a large rooster called a soul-attracting chicken is brought to the funeral, which can prevent the soul of the deceased from getting lost. In some places, the chickens are left in the grave for burial, and in some places, the chickens are taken back to be taken care of, not killed or sold, and raised well.

But the man had another use, and the rooster fluttered and struggled to break free. The man on credit cut off the rooster's head and threw the bloody body into the grave.

The rising blood suddenly stopped, and then slowly began to whirl, as if there was a big hole underneath, and quickly faded.

Seeing this scene, the villagers' hanging hearts finally let go, and they angrily praised the person who had the ability to write a knife.

The man squatted down and grabbed a handful of loess from the edge of the grave, and began to scatter it carefully along the edge of the grave, reciting words in his mouth: "

The true dragon treasure cave occupies a wide area, and the purple gold coffin is buried in the ground.

The sages left feng shui land, and the tomb was placed in Wolong Beach.

The descendants of Jiri'an Tomb are noble, and the blessing and longevity come for two weeks.

The dead are blessed with new guests, and Penglai Wonderland goes to return to the Yuan.

There are often dragon guards in the courtyard, and the rain and dew nourish its waves.

The golden bird is accompanied by the breeze, and the jade rabbit auspicious clouds protect the purple luan.

The front side shines on the dragon's whisker water, and the back side leans on the tiger to climb the mountain.

The dragon's whiskers flow well, and the tiger climbs the mountain.

The dead become Buddhas in the West, and fortune is the head of the world. ”

While chanting the mantra, he sprinkled the loess in the burial pit, and when he finished reciting, the loess in his hand was gone, and the blood and water in the burial pit disappeared cleanly, leaving no trace of blood and blood, as if it had never appeared.

"Alright, let's bury it." The man on credit turned around and pointed.

The Eight Immortals who carried the coffin settled down, and gently put the coffin into the burial pit in fear.

The coffin was put into the burial pit, and the person with the knife took the plate containing the grains from Zhou Youcheng's hand, and sprinkled the grains into the burial pit to protect the peace, which was also the last step before sealing the soil.

I watched quietly, and to be honest, it was the first time I had participated in such a formal funeral.

The man with the knife on credit is like sprinkling loess before, and as he walks, he scatters and recites a mantra in his mouth:

"I invite the maid of the Nine Heavens Palace: Give the five grains, the descendants will be blessed, and the descendants will be rich.

One gives five grains to the East, and the children and grandchildren will eat Tianlu from generation to generation.

Second, send the five grains to the south of the fire, and the descendants will be rich and rich.

Three to send five grains to the west Gengxin gold, children and grandchildren rich and rich ten thousand gold.

Four send five grains to the king of the north, and the descendants will be rich and noble from generation to generation.

Five to send five grains in the center of the Wu has been on the top, and the descendants of Shou Yuan have become Peng Zu. ”

After scattering the five grains and chanting, the person with the knife on credit stepped aside, and the relatives of this family stepped forward to say their final goodbyes.

Zhou Youcheng's mother couldn't cry, crying with tears. The teenage Zhou Youcheng knelt on the edge of the burial pit, knocked his head to the coffin a few times, and solemnly and sadly promised: "Dad, go with peace of mind, my son will definitely avenge you!" ”

The man on credit nodded at me, I took a deep breath, stepped forward and patted Zhou Youcheng on the shoulder, helped him up and patted him, and handed him an iron lift: "Don't be too sad, send your father for the last ride." ”

Our custom here is that if there are children, the children of the deceased fill the first handful of soil.

Zhou Youcheng wiped his tears, took the iron, shoveled a shovel of loess, and covered the coffin. The rest of the relatives and friends stepped forward one after another, shoveling soil and filling the grave.

Seeing a low tomb take shape, my heart suddenly felt a little trance, a little melancholy.

I've seen a lot of death. Lonely souls and wild ghosts, I have seen many ordinary people, but such a close contact with the word 'death' made me suddenly have a new understanding of death.

A low grave separates life from death.

A funeral is the process of getting the living to accept the death of the deceased, a ritual of saying goodbye. Since then, life and death have been vast, and there is no intersection.

The soil was filled and the tombstone was erected. The man with the knife on credit held the carpenter Tan, stepped forward, and read loudly: "Impressive, the sun rises in the east."

I am in the grave now, and I will always be auspicious.

The golden snake returns to the cave, and the jade rat returns to the warehouse.

The golden toad entered the cave and returned to Yongkang.

Take back the feng shui, the scenery of ten thousand years.

The evil is far away, and do not bring disaster.

Make a fortune and make a fortune, and everything will be prosperous forever! ”

This is the grave mantra, and after reciting it, the person with the sword put away the peachwood sword, bowed to the grave, and then turned around.

At this point, he had done all that he had to do. Leaving the relatives to put white flags and pay tribute, the rest of the people went home, and the sky was already completely dark.

Halfway through, I was discussing with the knife man about cleaning up the fish essence in the reservoir tomorrow, and the village chief's brother Wednesday came and said that the village chief's family had prepared a meal, so we waited for the two of us to go over and eat.

As soon as Brother Wednesday came over, I couldn't help pinching my nose, good guy, the smell of is enough to choke my nose.

"Brother Wednesday, have you found all the things you are looking for?"

Brother Wednesday patted his chest and said, "Oh, how can I give the wrong thing you explained?" Rest assured, it's all right! I brought all the from that factory, picked up five kilograms, and put it in the yard of my house! ”

"Okay." I nodded, "Ming'er, let's find a way to kill that scourge!" ”