My master is invincible

Chapter 85
Under our watchful eyes, the string of firecrackers was set off 'quietly', and all of us breathed a sigh of relief. For the matter of moving the grave, it is required to be in place step by step, and no mistakes can be made in one step.

"Dig!" Qingxuanzi yelled at the Eight Immortals. After hearing this, the Eight Immortals dug down the grave with their hoes up. Fatty Guo only dug a few hoes and was already sweating profusely. After a few glances, those innocent eyes seemed to say, "Ninth brother, I can't dig anymore."

I just ignored his eyes. If this guy doesn’t do some manual labor, his body will only grow and grow more. I ignored him and knelt on the grave with my father. Every 7 minutes, I kowtowed to the Eight Immortals, which means Thank them for moving their ancestors to a new home.Why every 7 minutes?Because seven has the same pronunciation, digging a grave is called a grave on our side.

Grandpa’s grave was buried very shallow, and the soil was relatively loose. It took about 40 minutes to reveal a model of the coffin lid. Because it was a long time ago, the coffin lid was rotten and some white maggots were wriggling on it. Kind of disgusting.

Seeing this situation, Qingxuanzi let out a loud growl, "Show the coffin, stop the hoe, filial son and filial grandson get up and thank you!"

I stood up with my father, knelt for a long time, my feet were a little numb, I took out nine red envelopes from my pocket, gave one to each of the Eight Immortals, and sent another to Qingxuanzi, his red envelopes were better than those of the Eight Immortals. It is customary to be thicker.

According to my thinking, it is the Eight Immortals who really do coolies, and there should be more red envelopes, but Qingxuanzi is a technical job, and ordinary people can't do it. Many, it can be seen that learning a technology is very important.

After I gave out the red envelopes, my father gave the Eight Immortals and Qingxuanzi a pack of white sand worth ten yuan each. It is worth mentioning that the smoke from the grave is better than the smoke from other times. Our family moved the grave this time. , All I bought were Baisha for five yuan. When the grave was erected, the old scholar asked us to buy a good cigarette, saying that it was to show my grandpa that the children and grandchildren attached great importance to the grave.

After handing out the red envelopes and cigarettes, we thanked the Eight Immortals and Qingxuanzi, burned some yellow paper next to Grandpa's grave, and prepared to raise the coffin.

Qingxuanzi took a look at us, gave up, and said: "The ground-breaking ceremony has been completed, and the coffin will not come out until after noon. Let's have lunch first, and carry the new coffin here by the way, and then pick the 'dragon body'." (Dragon body is jargon, but it is actually a corpse)

"Why?" I asked him suspiciously.

"Break ground at 12:45, and the yang energy at noon can be used to dissipate the evil energy of the grave. Now that the evil energy has dissipated, only the dragon body is left." Qingxuanzi explained: "If you pick the dragon body now, the noon yang energy will burn you." The dragon body is not good for future generations."

After hearing this, I finally understood what was going on, and I felt like I was gaining knowledge, but Taoist priests and our Eight Immortals had some differences, so I couldn't ask further, so I led a group of people back home.

Some people say that the rich have distant relatives in the deep mountains, and the poor have no one to ask them in the downtown area. This is not true when applied to our family. Our family is poor. However, this time, seven or eight relatives came to move the grave and gave some gift money for the banquet. Of course, this has an inseparable relationship with my father's usual behavior.

As soon as we got home, Lang Gao had asked the head chef to prepare the banquets. Counting them in detail, there were five tables, one of which was placed in the main room, and the other four were placed on a flat area in front of the main room.

After Lang Gao saw me, he pulled me aside, and said in a bit of embarrassment: "Chen Baxian, it's not easy to arrange this banquet!"

I asked him why, and he said: "Accordingly speaking, there is nothing wrong with the eight immortals sitting in the main room, but Qingxuanzi is famous, and he is Mr. Yin and Yang who moved the grave, so it is not appropriate for him to sit in the table." .”

This problem is really difficult, the meal in the morning is just to invite the Eight Immortals to eat with a group of people, it can be regarded as a meal among friends.This meal at noon is a regular meal, and it needs to be cooked according to etiquette, otherwise it is easy to offend people and cause troubles.

If you follow the etiquette, you will definitely offend Daoist Qingxuanzi. In the future, Liangzi will take over. Don't look at Qingxuanzi's relationship with his father. If there is a mistake in the banquet arrangement, he will immediately turn his back on him. Everyone understands that This truth.

Although it was just a meal, there were too many things involved in it, so I asked him, "How are the other banquets arranged?"

"Your relatives and helpers are sitting on the ground, and some people from your village are also arranged on the ground. There are names on the banquet, so there should be no confusion." Lang Gao said.

"Is there a seat for our family?" I asked.

"Originally there was a table for your family, but your father said no relatives would come. I calculated the number of people and arranged five tables, but now seven or eight relatives came, and they happened to occupy that table. You and your father and those Ms. Qiao, I'm afraid I have to eat standing up!" Lang Gao looked at the main room and explained.

Originally, I wanted to let Qingxuanzi sit at the table with our family, but now we don’t even have a seat for ourselves. Now, it’s really difficult. Qingxuanzi's temper will not go.

"Do you have any ideas?" I put my hope on Lang Gao. This kind of work of arranging banquets is really not done by humans. If you are not careful, you will offend others. At that time, not only the host will blame you, but even those who People who come to the banquet will also blame them, so it is not so easy to be a Zhike.

"You are the leader of the Eight Immortals, can you give up your position to Daoist Qingxuanzi?" Lang Gao said cautiously.

"No, the Eight Immortals must sit in the main seat. This is not negotiable. We must think of another way!" I flatly rejected Lang Gao's idea. I am an Eight Immortals myself, and I understand the importance of that position to the Eight Immortals.

"The only way is to let the old scholar, you and your family accompany Qingxuanzi, find a place to eat, and you can borrow tables and stools from other people's homes. I am afraid that there are not many dishes, but there is an old scholar who is nearly a hundred years old. , Qingxuanzi should have no objection." Lang Gao thought for a while and said.

I thought about it for a while, and felt that this was reasonable, but I was a little bit wronged by the old scholar. However, the old scholar usually doesn't stick to these things. It shouldn't be a big problem to discuss it with him, and it would be good to give him some compensation afterwards.

"Okay, let's do this!" I nodded to Lang Gao, and he turned and left, presumably to arrange a banquet.

I lit a cigarette and walked slowly towards the main room. I met some relatives and greeted them. As soon as I approached the main room, I saw the Eight Immortals and Qingxuanzi standing at the door. No one entered the main room. They saw After I came, I was obviously stunned, and my face was a little unnatural.

(End of this chapter)