Novel: On the way to the funeral, the coffin suddenly becomes heavier, and I fall into the river with the coffin

Thinking of the car, I remembered wong Tai Sin's lady's motorcycle again, and asked, "Did you give him wong Tai Sin's car?" ”

"Yes, I met him halfway to the hospital, he took the car, and then I went to the hospital to find you, and you took me back to the village, and you didn't say a word to me along the way." Ma Jialiang said.

According to Ma Jialiang, Wong Tai Sin didn't go to the hospital at all!

that...... Who was Wong Tai Sin who jumped out of my body in the hospital?

There were two more mes just now, and now there are two Wong Tai Sin again?

What the hell is going on with this TM?

"Brother Chun, are you all right?" Ma Jialiang saw that my face was different, so he asked me.

"Oh no, it's okay, I don't have much rest these days." I shook my head, not daring to tell Ma Jialiang about this. First, if he lied, it would be absolutely unwise to poke him at this time. If he hadn't lied, he wouldn't have believed it if he had said it.

"Lean!" I scolded secretly, feeling that my psychology was a little dark, and even from playing from small to large hair, I began to doubt.

"Oh yes, tell you, Hong Qingsheng's wife closed her eyes, and this time she is finally fine." At this time, Ma Jialiang smiled and said to me, with a relaxed face, he was also frightened not lightly by the events of that day.

I was stunned and asked what was going on.

"Over there, the one in the leather coat, the timber boss in our village, he read a passage of scripture that he didn't know anything about, and then with a wipe of his hand, Hong Qingsheng's wife closed her eyes, much more reliable than Huang Daxian." Ma Jialiang said, at the end of the day, he said angrily: "I see that Wong Tai Sin is a fake goods, and his ability is not good, and the people in our village are afraid." ”

I looked in the direction he was pointing, and sure enough, I found a middle-aged man in a leather coat, with a Chinese character face, looking quite cold, and was sitting in the upper guest seat at the moment, accompanied by the village chief Ma Yongde and several village elders.

He seemed to be aware, and also turned his head to look at me, looking at each other, I instinctively turned my head, I don't know how, his gaze actually made me feel faintly faint, like the feeling of copying homework when I was in school and being discovered by the teacher.

I was very strange in my heart, in those years of college, all kinds of people have seen, never felt this way, what am I imagining? He didn't owe him money or steal his stuff.

However, after Ma Jialiang said this, I really have some impression of this person.

Hongcun is located deep in the mountains, there is nothing else here, the timber resources are still very good, and there is a state-run forest farm in the county. This man has a timber warehouse in our village, and occasionally he will find people in the village to help cut or transport timber, which is also a good place for the villagers to earn extra money when they are idle.

It is strange that this man occasionally appears in the village, each time wearing a leather coat, no one knows what his name is, many people in the village call him leather clothing boss, or fashionable called leather clothing guest.

I had seen him a few times when I was playing in his timber warehouse as a child, a very cold man, who rarely spoke, sometimes came alone, and occasionally brought a driver and drove a pickup truck.

I never expected that this leather-clad guest, who had been in contact with the village for many years but was very strange, was actually proficient in white things, and even Wong Tai Sin couldn't figure it out, and he had done it.

Anyway, Hong Qingsheng's wife closed her eyes, which is a good thing, finally there is no need to ask Wong Tai Sin anymore, and when the burial is over, maybe these messy things will be gone.

"By the way, Hong Qingsheng's mother-in-law was buried at noon." Ma Jialiang said to me.

"So fast?"

I was surprised that, according to the funeral rules here, the deceased would not be buried until the day after he died, and the coffin would be stopped for three days before he was buried.

Hong Qingsheng's wife only closed her eyes in the morning, that is, today is officially buried, before Wong Tai Sin's is not counted, because she did not close her eyes.

Buried as soon as he was buried, Hongcun has never had this rule.

Ma Jia nodded brightly and said, "Yes, it was Boss Pi who said that Hong Qingsheng's mother-in-law died ominously and should be buried as soon as possible." ”

I nodded, and I couldn't say anything, since he had the ability to make Hong Qingsheng's wife close her eyes, then it was right to listen to him.

As we were talking, the village chief, Ma Yongde, came over and said, "Xiao Chun, when you carry the coffin into the mountain later, you will bow your head." ”

I swallowed the spit, instinctively wanted to refuse, is really afraid, do not want to have any relationship with the Hong Qingsheng family, today if it is not to find Ma Jialiang, I am not ready to come here, did not expect this, was arrested Zhuang Ding.

Lifting the white flag is to guide the souls of the dead, walking in front of the coffin. As the old saying goes: the white flag is one move, and the living avoid it.

This matter is so tight that most people are reluctant to do it.

But before I could speak, Ma Yongde said, "This is what Boss Pi personally explained, so you should bear more responsibility and go with Jia Liang." ”

As soon as I listened, my heart began to beat the drums.

What did the leather coat man want me to go?

Ma Yongde said and then turned away, I opened my mouth, in the end did not say the words of refusal, one is really do not know how to refuse, these days what happened to them is too bizarre, even nonsense, say out there is no one to believe.

Second, I have a stubborn belief in evil, no matter how I have never offended Hong Qingsheng's family, in order to save his children, I also worked hard, and completely offended Gao Mingchang.

Sending the Buddha to the west, I will guide you to the burial, it is another merit, if it is true as Wong Tai Sin said, I was worried about something in the village, and that thing is the wronged soul of Hong Qingsheng's wife, then I should also let go.

Whatever you want, you have to tell a right or wrong, right or wrong, right?

If you want to find an enemy, go to Gao Mingchang.

In short, for various reasons, I still went on this trip.

Hong Qingsheng's wife nailed the coffin on time at ten o'clock, using the kind of thumb-thick coffin nails, listening to Ma Jialiang said that it was brought by the leather clother, in addition, the coffin was also tied with three horizontal and two vertical ink threads, and did not know what role it played, and had never seen this done in previous funerals.

The coffin was raised at eleven o'clock on time, and the coffin was carried by the eight immortals, and Ma Jialiang and the two descendants of the Chen family walked in the front with a white flag.

Since Hong Qingsheng's family did not have any relatives, Hong Qingsheng and Hong Xiaoyun were mentally abnormal, so the funeral procession seemed a little thin, and there were only twenty or thirty people in total. The leather jacket also came, walking at the back of the line, with a cold and expressionless face.

I am a little strange, although this leather jacket has a lot of intersection with the village, but I have never seen him have even a little bit of enthusiasm and kindness for the people in the village, why does he not only take care of the Affairs of the Hong family, but also personally deliver the coffin?

Was he purely well-intentioned, or was there something else?

I thought about it, and I couldn't help but shake my head, during this time I experienced more and more strange things, and I became more and more suspicious.

The cemetery of Hong Qingsheng's wife was selected in the back mountain, and there is a mountain road three or four miles away from the village, and there is a section of road in the middle to pass through a hanging road near the water, which is not easy to walk. The front is very stable, the eight immortals are several villages composed of professional households, also known as coffin lifters, foot strength has nothing to say, experience is also very sophisticated.

But just when I was about to reach the section of the cliff road near the water, an accident occurred.

The originally clear sky actually darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was obviously the rhythm of a storm coming.

Such weather changes are also very common in summer and Japan, but at this time, many people's faces have changed, especially Chen Jiutong, the head of the Eight Immortals, his face suddenly became solemn, and he whispered to me: "Xiao Chun, speed up the journey." ”

Chen Jiutong is also a native of Hongcun, making coffins and helping people carry coffins for a living, and the coffin of Hong Qingsheng's wife is what he built, and he is a craftsman.

"Okay, Uncle Jiu." I nodded, and saw that his face was solemn, and his heart was hanging.

Although Chen Jiutong could not do anything, and carrying the coffin was also a hard worker, these people carried more coffins, and naturally saw a lot.

I quickened my pace, and followed closely behind, and the entire funeral procession was nearly doubled at once, and those eight immortals were worthy of eating this line of food, and they walked on the undulating mountain road like flat, and did not fall at all.

Walking to the water side of the road, this road on the right side of the mountain, the left side of the river, the difference between the road and the river is several meters, the road surface is not too wide, only enough for the eight immortals to carry the coffin will pass, a careless left of the four eight immortals may be squeezed into the raging river.

At this point, the team had to slow down again.

At this time, Ma Jialiang's voice suddenly came from behind me: "There will be an accident later, don't help." ”

"What?"

My heart twitched fiercely, and I inexplicably looked back at Ma Jialiang, and now what I am most afraid of hearing is the two words 'accident'.

"What what?" Ma Jialiang looked confused and said, "What's wrong?" ”

I glared at him and whispered to him, "What did you just say, what don't you want to help?" ”

"Me?" Ma Jialiang was inexplicable and said, "I... I didn't say anything. ”

"You didn't say anything?" I only felt a tingling in my scalp, Ma Jialiang didn't say anything, so who said that sentence just now?

"OK?!" I confirmed it again.

Ma Jialiang looked innocent and shook his head, "I really didn't speak just now." ”

I swallowed a mouthful of spit and my heart clucked, something was going to happen!

Ma Jialiang has not been good at lying since he was a child, and the look he just spoke does not look like he is lying.

I wanted to ask again, but I was interrupted by Chen Jiutong, whose tone was quite serious: "Xiao Chun, Jia Liang, you two are optimistic about the road, don't be blind." ”

I didn't dare to speak, and looked forward to look at the road, but just a few steps away, I heard a scream from behind: "Be careful! ”

"Hold on!"

I looked back again, but I saw that the coffin was crooked, and the person on the left of the eight immortals was actually half kneeling on the ground.

"Hurry up!" Chen Jiutong gave a low sigh.

"No, old brother, the coffin has sunk." One of the eight immortals is human.

"Suddenly it's getting heavier!"

"It's still getting worse, I can't stand it!"

"Think of a way!"

"Something is wrong with this coffin!"

The Eight Immortals were in a state of confusion, and the coffin was shaking, and it looked like it was about to fall to the ground.

"Resist, never let the coffin fall to the ground!" Chen Jiutong's face changed dramatically.

"Can't stand it!"

"How can it be so heavy?"

“……”

The coffin was tilting more and more, and it looked like it was about to fall into the river.

"Quick, come and help, carry the left!" Chen Jiutong was sweating profusely and hurriedly beckoned someone to come and help.

Without saying a word, I inserted the white flag into the soil and ran over, topped on the left side of the coffin, Ma Jialiang, as well as the two descendants of the Chen family and several men in the back also went up together.

Everyone tried hard together, but something strange happened, no matter how hard we tried, the coffin was uneven, still tilted, like a mountain pressed on it.

The right side of the coffin is still four eight immortals, carrying it easily, while the left side of the coffin is more than a dozen people, but they can't even carry it!

Such a trick made the people present anxious and afraid.

The coffin has not yet arrived at the cemetery on the coffin is a taboo for funeral, according to the rules of funeral history, the coffin can only fall once after the coffin, the coffin is absolutely not allowed to fall in the middle, otherwise there will be a big incident.

But what shocked us was that the strength coming from the shoulders was still increasing, and the hard work under the feet was getting stronger and fiercer, and it was almost impossible to bear it.

"This is a ghost coffin!" There were eight immortals screaming in horror.

"What to do?" Many people's faces turned white.

I was scared to suffocate, ghost pressed coffin?

Doesn't that mean that there are ghosts on the lid of the coffin on our shoulders?

As soon as I thought about this, my legs and stomach began to go limp.

"Resist!"

Just then, the leather coated man rushed up from behind, only to see him holding a bowl of half-cooked rice in his hand and suddenly clasping it on the ground, kneeling down three times, and inserting three unscored incense sticks next to the rice, and saying in his mouth:

"Dragon Kings of all the mountain gods, today's new soul road through the treasure land, did not borrow the road, many offenses, a bowl of grain is not a tribute, afterwards will certainly offer three animals blood food, please raise your hands!"

After saying this, he took out another piece of white ash and lit it, standing in front of the rice, and at this time there was no trace of wind, and the candle flickered a few times, burning steadily.

As the candle was lit, I felt the weight on my shoulders lighten, and the coffin was flattened at once.

"Whew!"

"Luckily!"

"Almost."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but before everyone could catch their breath, the candle suddenly "poofed" out without warning, turning into a trail of green smoke.

"Ghost blowing lights!"

Chen Jiutong's face suddenly lost its blood color.

The leather coat's hand also shook violently.

My scalp exploded, and before I could react, the coffin was crooked, and even the coffin was smashed into the river.

……