Upon seeing the situation, I was a little dazed. I only felt a cold air from the soles of my feet hitting my forehead, and that cold air eroded every cell in my body, causing my speech to begin to knot, and tremblingly said, "Master ...Brother, brother..., the plank..."
When the brother heard it, he glanced down at the wooden plank, his original face was still indifferent, his brows frowned, and for a moment, he smiled indifferently, "It's nothing, it's just a normal reaction."
"How could it be a normal reaction?" I breathed in a hurry and said quickly.
He glared at me and said, "Kids, don't worry about so much, stand there and don't move."
While talking, he put down the plane in his hand and walked towards the innermost part of the hall. There was an altar inside, on which there was a pair of unlit red wax, an incense cup and various households in the village. Ancestor spirit card.
The brother walked over, first lit the candle, and then took out the three pillars of fragrance, and put it in the incense cup upside down. His mouth was plausible, "Heaven is open, the earth is open, the day is good, the emperor's descendants, build a high hall, and the evil spirit abdicates. , The evil spirit is hidden, and at this time the longevity is established, and the generations are prosperous."
When he said this, the senior brother's voice was loud and unusual, his words were like thunder, and his speech was extremely fast.
After he finished reciting these words, I didn’t know whether it was my illusion or what was going on. A cool breeze blew past the hall where there was no wind, and floated straight from my side towards the hall. At the same time, There was a dog barking in the village, and the dog barking was particularly harsh, and many villagers who barked came out.
"Brother..." I took the courage and walked towards the senior.
"Why?" He glared at me.
I said, "Did there just now..."
Before I could finish, his expression sank, "Don't talk nonsense, just watch it quietly, and then talk and knock your teeth."
Okay, I'm also drunk. What kind of broken brother, don't you ask more if you don't understand it? I ask you this way without letting me talk. Many times, I wonder if the brother is nervous.
But then again, the brother told me what happened later.
He said that usually the coffin beating must be carried out in the hall, because the hall is taken care of by the ancestors. If you do not break the coffin in the hall, you can only hang the portrait of the ancestor Luban there, saying that it can hold some dirty things.
And everything that brother had encountered before was because the coffin was quite special. To put it bluntly, it was a taboo of hitting the coffin. The ancestors in the hall did not want to care about it. This attracted some dirty things. The special mantra of workmanship is similar to the Taoist mantra, but it is different from the Taoist mantra.
According to my brother, this mantra is called Gongshiliyu. If Chinese metaphysics is divided into five techniques, namely mountain, medicine, life, divination, and physiognomy, and this Gongshiliyu is the sixth technique, it can be summarized as words, and this Gongshili language covers a wide range of areas. The bread here covers the five elements of yin and yang, geomantic omen, cemetery and so on.
It is also the existence of the language of the craftsman that distinguishes us ghosts from carpenters. To put it more popularly, a carpenter who understands the language of the craftsman can be called a ghost.
Pulling away, get back to business.
When I heard this, I didn’t dare to speak any more, so I found a stool and was about to sit down and watch the brother hit the coffin. Where did I know, the brother said, “Senior brother is standing and the brother is sitting. Do you think this is plausible?”
I very much suspected that the brother was deliberately unable to get along with me, but he dared not say anything, so he had to stand next to the brother and found that he continued to play the coffin board. What made me wonder is that the original coffin board had been dyed. After the blood color, I don't know when it actually changed back to the original white paper color.
I wanted to ask the brother, but I didn’t dare to ask. Who would have thought that the brother didn’t ask me when he saw me. He glared at me and his tone sank, "Chuanzi, what's the matter with you, this coffin board has changed color, why don’t you ask? Le, if you are like this, you can only fight a lifetime coffin like me in this life."
I...I...I'm really speechless.
I had no choice but to endure my grievances and asked timidly, "Brother, the color of the coffin board has changed back."
It’s okay not to ask. At this question, brother’s face suddenly sank, and he was ready to look for me. Fortunately, Wei Dezhen happened to give me and brother sugar and boiling water. To say that my brother, this person is also the one who saw him. , His face immediately became serious, and he said: "Brother, this coffin board has changed color, because this coffin has violated a taboo, which caused the surrounding ghosts to come to the door. Don’t look at the senior brother’s easy solution just now. In fact, Senior Brother has sacrificed his own Yangshoule for many years!"
Frankly speaking, I really believed it at that time. It wasn't until later that I really understood that where he sacrificed his life, it was just a waste of energy. The reason for saying this was to provoke Wei Dezhen and make Wei Dezhen feel owed to him.
Knowing the truth, I really want to say four words to my brother, politely.
When Wei Dezhen heard what brother said, the original two bowls of boiled water were one for each person, but the result was obvious. Both bowls of boiled water were given to him by brother. Wei Dezhen gave him a long comforting word. I got goose bumps. Straight up.
In the next time, Wei Dezhen probably worried about her brother, staying in the hall, saying that she watched the brother hit the coffin, and in order to show his craft in Wei Dezhen, the brother played the coffin very fast, it only took one afternoon. Time, the outline of a coffin came out.
What I don’t understand is that the coffin that the brother has played has only five sides. The whole coffin is cone-shaped. The front part is very large, and the back part is as thin as the head of a chopstick. I asked the brother what kind of coffin it is. He only said four words, that kind of coffin.
In the evening of the same day, the brother said that that kind of coffin must be driven out within a day, which means that we have to work overtime at night. Strictly speaking, the brother has to work overtime, and I don’t know what my brother is thinking. He seems to be willing to work overtime. , Just after dinner, led me to the hall.
On the way, he said to me: "Chuanzi, remember that waiting is the most important time to hit the coffin. You have to watch it carefully. I will only teach this time. If you can learn well, it depends on yourself."
With a hum, I followed my senior and walked to the hall. At this time, the hall had pulled a wire from the side room. At the end of the wire was a 100-watt light bulb, which was hung at the entrance of the hall with a wooden support to illuminate the hall. Bright and shining.
As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the hall, the senior brother grabbed me and said quietly: "The situation at night is a bit special. Just stand at the door. Remember, no matter what happens in the hall, don't come in."
I asked him the reason, and he said: "Why do you ask so much, watch it carefully, and learn with your heart."
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