The sound of the coffin falling to the ground made the people around them jump in shock, and there was a silence. They all looked at the dark coffin in the middle. Everyone holding the coffin stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

But I saw a hint of panic in everyone's eyes.

The coffin fell to the ground, which is definitely a taboo for us. Most people cannot touch the coffin after they die and enter it. They always use stools to cushions at home.

After the coffin is lifted, you must go to the place where the coffin is buried before it can fall to the ground. There is no problem in the middle.

And there is another saying, that is, if the coffin lands on the ground halfway, it must be buried at the landing place.

But now my grandfather is in this situation. As soon as he arrived at the door of the main hall, he couldn’t just bury his grandfather here, right?

My dad and Mr. Liang walked to the side of the coffin together, and they looked at each other, but what I saw on their faces was the same expression.

Solemn, solemn and outrageous.

The surrounding villagers also began to talk about it. We have never heard of this situation before, let alone meet it, and this is obviously a bit abnormal, so many people are talking about it. It is my grandfather who is causing trouble.

I saw Mr. Liang take a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, everyone. I guess the coffin is being carried for a long time. I will carry the coffin in first. It's not possible today. I'll go up the mountain tomorrow!"

When Mr. Liang spoke, everyone hurriedly surrounded the coffin and carried the coffin together, but the next moment, I saw that everyone's faces became a little ugly.

"Mr. Liang, this coffin cannot be lifted!"

A scream came, and my heart skipped a beat. Can't lift the coffin? Wasn't it okay just now? But when I looked at my grandfather's coffin again, I found that there was a lot of black air everywhere on my grandfather's coffin.

Mr. Liang's brows frowned in an instant, walked to the side of the coffin, and put his hands on it.

Just as Mr. Liang put his hand on the coffin, I saw Mr. Liang's face change, but it quickly became normal.

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

The moment Mr. Liang finished speaking, he put his hands under his grandfather's coffin, but at this time I was shocked to find that the black air around his grandfather's coffin had actually restrained a lot and he crawled into the coffin.

At this moment, Mr. Liang said to my father: "Li Zhen, go and separate the earth's energy."

My dad was slightly stunned and nodded quickly. Then my dad asked me to put my grandfather's spiritual position and go with him to help. Hearing this, I was a little puzzled, what does it mean to separate the earth's energy?

Although I didn't understand, I still followed my dad into the house. I saw my dad fetching a basin of water and asked me to take eight bowls behind him.

We went straight to the main hall and I saw my dad pouring water into the bowl and put it at the foot of the stool, with a stool and four feet.

There are two stools for placing the coffin, with a total of eight bowls, with clear water in the bowl, and the feet of the stool are placed in the bowl and are soaked in clean water.

I was a little surprised. Is this the air between the ground? But what is the function of this?

After the work was done, my dad signaled to Mr. Liang. Now Mr. Liang called everyone to carry the coffin again and fell down with Mr. Liang's whisper.

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 was not light. What should I do if the bowl was broken?

But as the coffin was put on, I found that the eight bowls were not moving at all. Even the water in the bowl was not stirred at all, let alone the bowl was broken.

After doing everything, it was already dark. It was originally the afternoon when my grandfather went up the mountain. Now it was dark. Mr. Liang told everyone to go back tonight.

This time, everyone did not hesitate at all. I know that the landing of grandpa's coffin must have an impact on everyone's hearts.

As these things happened, I roughly guessed that Mr. Liang was a tailor on the surface, but his real skills were probably better than many Yin and Yang masters.

When everyone left, I heard Mr. Liang say to my father in a deep voice: "There is no way, it's still a dark place."

My dad pondered for a while before saying to Mr. Liang: "Just do what you should do!"

Mr. Liang nodded. At this time, Mr. Liang looked at me and said, "Yiliang, go to my house and bring me something."

Upon hearing this, my whole body trembled slightly, and I instinctively refused. I asked me to get it this night?

I quickly asked Mr. Liang, can he get it by himself? Besides, he doesn’t have to look for it by himself, and it saves time. I don’t know where I go.

"I went to your grandpa here, will you deal with it? You kid, can you tell you where you are? Go quickly, I'm in a hurry to use it!"

Mr. Liang looked at me angrily and immediately spoke to me.

I had no answer, and my dad comforted me, saying that I was so old, I was afraid of anything to be afraid of when I was on the road, and asked me to go and go back soon.

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

Along the way, I remembered what Mr. Liang told me in my mind that no matter what I encountered on the road or someone called me, I couldn’t turn around and walked with my head buried.

In this way, there will be no mistakes. I feel that my hands holding the flashlight are trembling. It was originally June, but I feel a little chilled inexplicably.

And I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but I always feel something blowing on the back of my neck.

I have heard the old people say this situation, ghosts blow the lights, but it is just a trap, attract yourself to blow out the yang fire on your shoulders.

This makes me even more unable to turn back. As I walked, I started trotting. It’s my uncle, I wish I could fly to Mr. Liang’s house all at once.

This was a torture, but it finally came. I couldn't wait to take out the key, open the door and enter the room. The moment I closed the door with a bang, I let out a long sigh.

Before I knew it, my forehead was covered with cold sweat. I felt like I had been walking for a long time and wanted to take a good rest.

But when Mr. Liang said he was anxious to use things, I hurriedly walked towards his room and prepared to find what he said.

I rushed into Mr. Liang's room and began to follow his words. In a drawer beside the bed, I really saw a box after opening it.

I held the box and felt a little heavy, and a slight sound came from it. I sounded a little like iron. The most important thing is that I looked at the box for a while and the appearance was a bit worn out.

I didn't care too much about this and was anxious to send it to Mr. Liang. I couldn't delay the family's affairs.

But as I stepped, I stopped quickly and stared at a corner of the room. There was an incense table, and there was a portrait hanging on the incense table, as if it was a Taoist priest.

But what I was concerned about was the bottom of the incense table, where there seemed to be two small scarecrows, and the two scarecrows were holding hands, which looked inexplicably strange. They were actually wearing an equally strange piece of clothing.

I was very puzzled by Mr. Liang, a tailor, why there is this thing in this room? I looked at me with inexplicable in my heart, but the rich curiosity in my heart could not be suppressed.

In order to see more clearly, I slowly moved towards the incense table, but when I walked in, my brows frowned.

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

And the reason I noticed was because I found that the two weird clothes these two little people were wearing were familiar to me.

I frowned and thought, and the next moment, a storm broke out in my heart, and I pointed at the scarecrow uncontrollably.

This, the strange clothes worn by the scarecrow were actually a smaller version of a shroud, and I remember this shroud very deeply.
Chapter completed!