According to the funeral custom, the coffin is carried out from the house, and it must be placed at the entrance of the village for a while, and the mourning woman will take the filial son and grandson and relatives around the coffin a few times, and then let Bingye do a dojo.

When I knelt on the ground, my second uncle pulled the corner of my clothes and handed me a strange costume.

"Ah Yang, take off your filial piety clothes and put on this!"

I thought it was a costume that Xiaosun had to wear, but when I changed into it, I found that there was something different!

This is not filial piety at all, this is a robe for singing a big opera.

"Second uncle, what is this for?" I asked, frowning.

"It's for your life." The second uncle replied.

Survival?

When I was confused, there was a sound of "dong dong dong" in the noise.

All eyes were on the coffin.

I looked up and saw that the coffin was shaking, and the ink fountain traces that adhered to the surface of the coffin gave off a faint glow.

"North, South, South, North!"

Lu Qingzhen ran into the crowd as soon as possible and led his four apprentices to surround the coffin.

"Tie up the immortal rope!"

Lu Qingzhen gave an order, and his four apprentices took out the golden hemp rope around their waists, wrapped the coffin, and pulled it in four directions, trying to calm the coffin.

But the coffin shook even more, and the surrounding villagers subconsciously stepped back.

I looked at the second uncle and waited for the second uncle to make a move.

The second uncle took out a piece of talisman paper and pasted it on me, whispering a spell.

"Between yin and yang, the nine layers of hell, the gods and earth spirits, appear quickly, Zhong Kui subdued the demon, and he is as urgent as the law!"

A warm current poured from my chest to the top of my head, and I suddenly stood up as if I had been beaten with chicken blood.

Lu Qingzhen looked back at me, his face full of surprise.

The second uncle pulled me to the coffin, carried me on top of the coffin, and let me sit on top of the coffin.

Although my whole body is hot and I have rune paper on my body, I still have consciousness, and I am not controlled by my second uncle.

"Wang Tianhong, it turns out that you have been prepared!"

Lu Qingzhen gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to show it.

The second uncle smiled slightly, and did not pay attention to Lu Qingzhen, but gave Bingye a look.

"Lift the coffin!"

Under Bingye's shouting, the Eight Immortals once again carried the dragon stick on their shoulders, and added my weight, and slowly walked towards the entrance of the village.

I'm curious about where my grandfather is buried, and judging from the route, it's a bit familiar.

When I came to a remote path, I realized that it was the evil mountain I had been to the day before yesterday.

That is, the hill where hundreds of urn coffins are placed.

It was one o'clock in the morning, and the crowd stopped moving at the foot of the mountain.

"The women go back to the village, the men go up the mountain, remember, keep quiet during the mountain, don't look around, everyone has to wear linen and filial piety, the incense in the hand can not be broken, and when it is burned, light a new one, and you can throw away everything until the coffin is buried."

Grandpa's funeral is different from others, and all kinds of special treatment.

This send-off, to say the least, there were hundreds of people up the mountain.

Because carrying the coffin up the mountain is a physical job, plus I still have to sit on the coffin, it is not difficult for eight people to carry three or four hundred catties, the difficulty is that the steep hillside will fall down if you are not careful, and the coffin cannot land, and it is unlucky to land.

Therefore, the number of Eight Immortals carrying the coffin was expanded to 16 people, and there was another group of 16 people as reserve personnel.

At this time, Bingye and his father had already begun to go up the mountain.

The second uncle trotted up to me and handed me a yellow oil-paper umbrella.

"Ah Yang, wait until you hold up the umbrella, wait for the dirty things you see may not be the same as what you saw the day before yesterday, don't be nervous and don't be afraid, they are all here to protect you."

What the second uncle said made me very confused, but I still nodded as if I didn't understand.

"No one can turn back, only you can turn back."

In order to let me relax, the second uncle did not forget to tell me.

Under the force of 16 people, the coffin has been lifted, and I opened the yellow oil-paper umbrella according to the request of the second uncle.

After looking at it, I found out that it was a magic weapon.

The oil-paper umbrella is a gossip, and this thing is used to ward off evil spirits.

All the male villagers also obeyed Bingye's instructions, wearing linen and filial piety, holding Zen incense, and following the funeral procession towards the mountain.

I blinked my eyelids as a wisp of wind blew by, and suddenly I noticed various figures around the woods in the mountains.

I saw children before, but this time it was very different.

These people were dressed in the clothes of the ancient yamen trappers, and a large knife pinned to their waists, and they hid behind every tree to peep at me.

I couldn't help but glance back, and found that Lu Qingzhen and his four apprentices were stranded at the foot of the mountain, and did not go up the mountain with them.

Taking a closer look, Lu Qingzhen was blocked by two unknown people, one black and one white.

The two of them, black and white, are tall and feel two meters tall.

"Xiaoyang, what are you looking at?" One of the bearers of the coffin asked me.

"I didn't ...... Nothing. I had no intention of answering.

At this time, the two black and white people at the foot of the mountain slowly turned around, and I finally saw their true faces!

The two of them wore top hats, their faces were pale, but they had a sinister smile on their faces.

The white top hat has four characters written on it: Fortune at first sight.

The white top hat also has four words: the world is peaceful.

Black and white impermanence!