First line of life

Chapter 4

The sound of the coffin falling to the ground made the people around jump a step in shock. There was a dead silence, and everyone looked at the dark coffin in the middle, and the people who carried the coffin stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

But I could see a trace of panic in everyone's eyes.

It is absolutely taboo in our place for the coffin to fall to the ground. After most people die in the coffin, the coffin cannot touch the ground. They always use stools to cushion it at home.

After raising the coffin, you must go to the place of burial before the coffin falls to the ground. There can be no mistakes during this process.

And there is another saying, that is, if the coffin lands halfway, it must be buried where it landed.

But now that my grandfather is in this situation, as soon as he arrives at the door of the main room, he can't just bury him here, right?
My dad and Mr. Liang walked to the side of the coffin together. They looked at each other, but I saw the same expression on their faces.

Dim, dignified outrageous.

The surrounding villagers also began to talk about it. Let alone this kind of situation, we have never heard of it. This is obviously abnormal, so many people are talking about it, it is my grandfather who is doing it.

I saw Mr. Liang took a deep breath and said: "Everyone, don't worry, it may take a long time to lift the coffin. Let's carry the coffin in first. It won't work today. Let's go up the mountain tomorrow!"

When Mr. Liang spoke, everyone quickly gathered around the coffin and carried it together, but the next moment, I saw that everyone's expressions became a little ugly.

"Mr. Liang, this coffin can't be lifted!"

There was an exclamation, and my heart skipped a beat. Can't the coffin be lifted?Wasn't it fine just now?But when I looked at grandpa's coffin again, I found that there was a lot of black air on grandpa's coffin.

And Mr. Liang frowned instantly, walked to the side of the coffin, and put his hands on the coffin.

The moment Mr. Liang put his hand on the coffin, I saw Mr. Liang's face change, but it soon became normal.

Then Mr. Liang said, "Come on, I'll carry it with you."

The moment Mr. Liang finished speaking, he placed his hands under Grandpa's coffin, but at this moment, I was horrified to find that the black air around Grandpa's coffin subsided a lot, and got inside the coffin.

At this moment, Mr. Liang said to my dad: "Li Zhen, go and separate the air from the earth."

My dad was slightly taken aback, then nodded quickly, and then my dad asked me to put my grandpa's coffin away, and go help him, I was a little puzzled when I heard that, what do you mean by separating the air from the earth?

Although I didn't understand, I still followed my dad into the house. My dad fetched a basin of water and asked me to follow him with eight bowls.

We went directly to the main room, and I saw my dad pour water into the bowl, and then put it under the feet of the stool, a stool with four feet.

There are two stools for the coffin, and there are eight bowls in total. The bowls are filled with clean water, and the stool feet are placed in the bowls and soaked in clean water.

I was a little surprised in my heart, is this the air of being separated from the earth?But what is the use of this?
After it was done, my dad signaled Mr. Liang, and now Mr. Liang called everyone to lift the coffin again, and then he let Mr. Liang down with a soft drink.

Grandpa's coffin was lifted up again, and the coffin was placed on the stool again. Looking at the bowl under the stool, I was a little worried. The weight of the coffin is not light. What if the bowl is broken?
But as the coffin was put on, I found that the eight bowls did not move at all.Even the water in the bowl didn't stir at all, let alone the bowl shattered.

After doing everything in a hurry, it was already dark. It was afternoon when grandpa went up the mountain, but now it was dark, and Mr. Liang ordered everyone to go back tonight.

This time, everyone didn't hesitate at all. I know that the matter of grandpa's coffin falling to the ground must have an impact on everyone's hearts.

And with these things that happened, I roughly guessed that this Mr. Liang is a tailor on the surface, but his real ability is probably better than many Mr. Yin and Yang.

After everyone left, I heard Mr. Liang say to my dad in a deep voice: "I can't help it, it's still cloudy."

My dad pondered for a long time before saying to Mr. Liang: "Just do what you want!"

Mr. Liang nodded. At this time, Mr. Liang looked at me and said, "One or two, go to my room and bring me something."

Hearing this, my whole body trembled slightly, and I instinctively refused. Tell me to get it this late at night?

I quickly asked Mr. Liang, can he get it by himself?Besides, if he goes by himself, he doesn't have to look for it, which saves time. I don't know where it is yet.

"I went to your grandfather's place and you deal with it? You kid, don't I tell you where it is? Hurry up, it's in a hurry to use it here!"

Mr. Liang glanced at me angrily, and immediately said to me.

I didn't have anything to answer, and my dad also comforted me, saying that I am so old, there is nothing to be afraid of running around, and told me to go and come back quickly.

In the end, I had no other choice. In this special period, I was afraid that I would have to go hard. Mr. Liang gave me the key and told Ling where the place I was looking for was, and then I set off with a flashlight.

Along the way, I firmly remembered what Mr. Liang told me, no matter what I encounter on the road, or someone calls me, I can't turn back and walk with my head buried.

In this way, there will be no troubles. I feel that I am walking on the road, and the hand holding the flashlight is a little trembling. It was originally a day in June, but I feel a little cold inexplicably.

And I don't know if it's a psychological effect, I keep feeling something blowing on the back of my neck.

I heard the old people say this kind of situation, the ghost blows the lamp, but it is just a trap, attract yourself and blow out the yang fire on your shoulders.

This is even more impossible to turn back, I was walking, and I started to trot, sir, I wish I could fly to Mr. Liang's house in no time.

It was a torment, but it finally arrived. I couldn't wait to take out the key, opened the door and entered the room. The moment the door closed with a bang, I let out a long breath.

Before I knew it, my forehead was covered with cold sweat.I feel that I have walked for a long time on that part of the road just now, and I want to take a good rest for a while.

But thinking that Mr. Liang said that he was in a hurry to use things, I hurried towards his room, ready to find what he said.

I rushed into Mr. Liang's room, and according to what he said, it was in a drawer next to the bed. After I opened it, I saw a box.

I held the box, feeling a little heavy, and there was a slight sound, which sounded like iron to me.The most important thing is that I think the box should be a few years old, and the appearance is a little worn out.

I didn't pay too much attention to these, and rushed to send them to Mr. Liang.Don't delay things at home.

But the moment I took a step, I stopped quickly and stared at the corner of the room, where there was an incense table with a portrait hanging on it, which seemed to be a Taoist priest.

But what I paid attention to was the bottom of the incense table, where there seemed to be two small scarecrows, and the two scarecrows were holding hands, which seemed inexplicably weird, and they were wearing the same strange clothes.

I wonder why Mr. Liang, a tailor, still has this thing in his room?Looking at it, my heart was inexplicably infiltrating, but the strong curiosity in my heart couldn't be restrained.

In order to be able to see more clearly, I slowly moved towards the incense table, and when I walked in, my brows were tightly wrinkled.

If Mr. Liang himself has some skills of Mr. Yin and Yang, then it is nothing to enshrine a portrait of a Taoist priest, but these two little people seem a little weird.

And the reason I noticed it was because I found the two weird clothes on these two little people familiar to me.

I frowned and thought about it, and the next moment, my whole heart was full of turmoil, and I pointed at the scarecrow uncontrollably.

This, the weird clothes worn by the scarecrow turned out to be a shrunken shroud, and I have a particularly deep memory of this shroud.

Isn't it the weird shroud that my grandfather gave me before?Now, it is still being worn on Grandpa's body.

(End of this chapter)