As soon as he finished saying this, the senior brother's complexion changed, he glared at me fiercely, and yelled: "Crow's mouth, what are you talking about? Then Wei Dezhen's man and her children are already sleeping in the coffin, how could the candle go out? , Hurry up to incite one's three big mouths to apologize."
While talking, the brother quickly picked up the paper clothes and put it in the coffin, and then covered the coffin very quickly, and kept saying good things to the coffin, saying that the child is not sensible, and he is talking nonsense. I hope you Elders have a lot of things and don't care about children.
I really didn't understand the meaning of brother's words, but I didn't dare to refuse him, so I hurried to the coffin and lightly fanned my three big mouths.
I just finished fanning on my side, the senior came over with a calm face, grabbed my arm and pulled into the hall. I asked him what he was doing. He glared at me, meaning he told me not to talk.
As soon as I entered the hall, the senior brother pulled me to the front of the coffin, raised his hand and threw three loud slaps on my face. The strength in his palm was so great that I was dizzy and turned like a steel plate. general.
"Kneel down!" The senior brother said with a heavy tone.
I was clutching my hot cheeks, my legs softened, and knelt down. I didn't dare to ask the reason, I heard the brother sternly said: "Kow!"
I said, kowtow three heads reluctantly, and got ready to get up. The senior slammed my shoulder and said sharply: "When the candle burns out, you will get up again."
I became more suspicious, and kept muttering in my heart, I didn't do anything wrong, I just asked what should I do if the candle goes out
The brother should have seen my doubts and didn't speak at the side. Instead, he picked up a small piece of wood chips and wrote a line on the muddy ground. When he saw it, he wrote that the candle under the coffin represents the eyes of the dead. Once extinguished, it means that the deceased will be blind in his next life.
Looking at this word, I immediately understood that for a long time, I was cursing the deceased to be blind in the next life. Knowing the truth, I wish I could slap myself a few times, and hurriedly slapped the coffin again.
Who would have thought that when I was just making a joke on my side, the candle suddenly swayed a few times, and it faintly tended to go out, scaring me to call senior brother quickly.
The brother also noticed that situation, his face became extremely dignified, and he said solemnly to the coffin: "My brother is just getting started. There are many things that I don't understand. I hope you will always look at the face of Grandpa Master. To divide the thin noodles, three catties of yellow paper will be burned in the future to compensate for the mistake of losing the word today."
As soon as the voice fell, the candle went out without warning, it was so evil, as if someone was blowing it out at the side of the candle.
As the candle went out, I felt my head heavy, and immediately afterwards, I smelled a very strong rancid smell, like the rotten smell of dead fishes and cats, which was disgusting.
"Okay..." I murmured, before the smelly word was spoken, my head buzzed, as if someone came with a hammer on the back of my head, and my body was slammed into the ground in a daze, with no limbs. I stopped convulsing, trying to call for help, but found that my throat seemed to be pinched with my hands, and I couldn't make a sound at all.
This scene frightened my senior brother’s face drastically. He hugged me in his arms, pinched me hard, and said in a deep voice: "You are always an ancestor, why bother with a child. It can't be true."
At this moment, Wei Dezhen ran over in a hurry, and when she saw me lying in her arms, she asked her what was wrong. She didn't answer her question, but asked her back. She trembled and said, she Just now at home, the mosquito net of the police swayed inexplicably, and then she saw an adult sleeping in the police with six children in a trance.
Hearing this, the brother probably thought of something, stood up, and cursed at Wei Dezhen, "You dead lady, you said that you can't beat the kind of coffin. Now that you beat that kind of coffin, weird things will happen. If it were my brother There is something wrong, how can you tell me to tell the master."
When Wei Dezhen heard it, she was also scared. She said she didn’t say a word for a long time. Finally, in the sharp eyes of the senior, she suffocated a word, "I...I thought that kind of coffin would only be folded. If you lose my blessing, how do you know that it will harm your younger brother."
The brother ignored him and picked me up and was about to leave. Then Wei Dezhen grabbed him and asked me where he was going. The brother's complexion tightened, and he took out a piece of nanmu from his pocket and handed it to Wei Dezhen, "That kind of coffin has already been beaten. When it comes out, the ritual has been done for you. In the past, this piece of nanmu will give you self-defense. For the rest, you ask for more blessings, and I can't help you."
After saying this, the senior brother walked out without turning his head, and Wei Dezhen yelled from behind, "Master Wang, you haven't got your tools yet."
The brother stopped and didn’t speak. He hurried back to the coffin shop in the town with my back. The journey from Wei Dezhen’s village back to the town was a bit far away. In order to get a shortcut, the brother did not take the main road, but drove the mountain road with my back. .
Those who have lived in the countryside know that every mountain road usually has a grave head, but the brother seems not afraid at all. He just folded a cypress branch and hung it behind his neck, as if he was afraid that I would meet a ghost or something, he stuffed it in my hand. The two cypress branches rushed on the road, and said in their mouths, "Master Patriarch is on the top, the disciples are down, and there are two people on the road in the middle. I hope Master Patriarch will protect you.
That's it, the brother chanted and hurried on his back.
I didn’t encounter anything along the way. At that time, although my consciousness was extremely weak on the back of my senior, I could clearly feel what was behind him, especially the hands on the neck seemed to be pinched tighter and tighter. My whole face has changed color.
When we returned to the coffin shop, it was already three o'clock in the middle of the night, and my entire face was already green. When the brother saw the situation, he didn’t hesitate at all. He immediately laid me flat under the coffin, and put the ancestor master. The statue of God was placed next to me, and finally some cylindrical willows were placed around.
Speaking of this cylindrical willow, it looks like tree stumps about 30 centimeters in diameter. Some strange runes are carved on the surface of the stumps. Those runes are crimson red and twisted, and most laymen will definitely see it. I don't understand, I also learned later that this kind of rune is a kind of "ji" (ji) unique to the ghost, and it is complementary to the language of the ghost of the craftsman.
In general, when ghosts use the gongshi liyu with the blessing of the Zhiwen, it can achieve the effect of twice the success. However, the gongshiliyu and the Zhiwen have a drawback, which is not passed down in text records, but with The pattern passed down by word of mouth. .
Due to the age, when passing word of mouth, people who are subject to teaching have limited comprehension. Many essences are gradually forgotten from generation to generation, and passed down to the present. The remaining essence is only the percentage passed by the ancestors. one.
The engineer's words are better, after all, they are some spells, and it is not difficult to remember them. Zhewen is different. It is a rune in itself, but it needs to be passed down orally. This has led to the fact that Zhewen has been passed down to the present and has been lost frequently.
Just like my brother, he is quite proficient in Gongshi’s language, but he hasn’t reached the entry level in the use of Yiwen. Even the Yiwen he put next to me would still be given to him by the master. Otherwise, With his skills, he can never draw such urgent texts.
After placing the willow stumps, the brother walked to my side, reached out and probed my forehead, opened my eyes and looked at it, his expression condensed, and finally stopped his eyes on the black nail of my right index finger, as if thinking about something. Finally, I found two chopsticks that I usually use for eating to clamp my right index finger, and then tied the chopsticks with a rubber band, so that the two chopsticks clamped my index finger tightly.
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