Today is an important day for the Ren family to remove the coffin and rebury the deceased.
Early in the morning, Uncle Jiu, his three disciples and all the servants of the Ren family gathered in the Ren family villa.
Soon, the group set off.
Except for Ren Fa and Ren Tingting who were riding in sedan chairs, the other servants of the Ren family and Uncle Jiu and his three disciples who were accompanying them were all holding various things used for ancestor worship, rituals, hoes, steel chisels, etc. in their hands.
After leaving Renjia Town and entering the mountains, it took more than an hour to cross mountains and ridges.
At noon, everyone finally arrived at a cemetery on a high mountain.
The servants set up the altar, placed the offerings on it, lit the incense and candles, inserted them into the incense burner, and offered sacrifice to Mr. Ren.
"Uncle Jiu, the Feng Shui master back then said this is a good spot."
After getting off the sedan chair, Ren Fa came to Uncle Jiu and said proudly.
Uncle Jiu, who had been nonchalant at first, was stunned when he saw the grave. "It's indeed a good grave. This grave is called the Dragonfly Point. It's 34 feet long, so only 4 feet can be used. It's 13 feet wide, so only 3 feet can be buried. So the coffin can't be buried flat. It has to be buried in a proper way. Am I right?"
Ren Fa gave a thumbs up: "Great, Uncle Jiu!"
At this time, Wencai came over and asked, "Master, what is a French burial? Is it a French funeral?"
Bang!
Uncle Jiu raised his hand and knocked Wencai on the forehead, saying angrily, "Stop talking too much! I told you not to study hard and instead embarrass yourself here."
Qiu Sheng, who was standing by, saw Wencai being beaten and immediately felt gloating.
"Uncle Jiu, we've already paid our respects. Can we start digging?" a servant came over and asked.
"Okay, that's enough." Uncle Jiu nodded and went to the tomb with everyone to wait.
After the servants received the confirmation from Uncle Jiu about the groundbreaking, they all stepped forward. First, they took away the incense burner in front of the tomb and put it aside. Then two of them worked together to pick up the tombstone and threw it on the ground beside them. The rest of the people used the tools in their hands to dig, shovel, and plan, and shovel all the soil in the tomb aside.
Qiu Sheng asked doubtfully, "Master, what exactly is a Dharma burial?"
Uncle Jiu walked up to Ren Fa with his hands behind his back and said, "The so-called legal burial means burying the body upright. Am I right?"
Ren Fa nodded and said, "Yes, the Feng Shui master said that if the ancestors were buried upright, the descendants would definitely be great."
Uncle Jiu looked at Ren Fa with a half-smile and asked, "Does it work?"
Ren Fa shook his head and said helplessly: "In the past twenty years, our Ren family's business has been getting worse and worse. I don't know why?"
"I think that Feng Shui master has a grudge against your Ren family." Uncle Jiu revealed the secret and said.
"Is there a grudge?" Ren Fa said doubtfully. He didn't understand what Uncle Jiu meant by that.
"Did the old man have any grudge against him when he was alive?"
Uncle Jiu pointed out that, logically speaking, other Feng Shui masters who received money from the host family would naturally do their best to find a Feng Shui treasure land for the host family to bless the host family's descendants. Their lives should become more and more prosperous, and it is impossible for them to get worse and worse.
Ren Fa got the advice from his uncle and suddenly realized the truth. He said, "This piece of land originally belonged to a Feng Shui master. My father knew it was a good place for a burial site, so he bought it with money."
Uncle Jiu stared at Ren Fa and asked, "It was only bribery, was there any coercion?"
"Hehe." Ren Fa laughed twice awkwardly and didn't say anything.
"I think he must have been intimidating you, otherwise he would never have hurt you and asked you to cover the entire dragonfly spot with cement."
Uncle Jiu turned around with a flick of his sleeves, pointing at Old Master Ren's grave and said indignantly.
"What should we do?" Ren Fa asked curiously.
"It should be covered with snowflakes. That's called a dragonfly skimming the water. The coffin can't even touch the water, so how can it be called a dragonfly skimming the water? He still has a conscience, asking you to move the coffin and bury it in twenty years. He'll ruin half your life, but not your whole life, your one generation, but not your eighteen generations."
Uncle Jiu said angrily, but since twenty years had passed, there was nothing he could do.
"Uncle Jiu, I saw the coffin!"
Suddenly, a few people digging in front shouted towards this side.
Uncle Jiu, Ren Fa and others hurried to the tomb, looked into it, and found that one end of the coffin was exposed from the soil.
As the pulley assembly tied the coffin with a rope, ten servants worked together to lift the coffin up. Two people came over, put a rope around the coffin, and pulled it. The people on the other side slowly loosened the rope, and with their help, the coffin was placed flat on the ground.
Uncle Jiu said to the servants, "Untie them and remove the nails."
"Okay, Uncle Jiu." The man holding the steel chisel responded and pried open the coffin lid.
Uncle Jiu turned around and said to Ren Fa, Ren Tingting, Wencai, Qiu Sheng and the others, "Today is the day when Ren Gong will see the light of day again. Anyone aged 36, 22, 35, or 48, whose zodiac signs are Rooster or Ox, please turn away."
All those present who met the avoidance conditions turned around and avoided the situation.
Uncle Jiu continued, "The evasion is complete, open the coffin."
The four servants beside the coffin picked up the coffin lid and put it aside.
quack...
Just as a few workers approached the coffin, the cries of countless crows were suddenly heard around them. Then, hundreds and thousands of black crows flew out from the dense forest and flew away quickly into the distance.
Seeing this scene, Uncle Jiu's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he quickly walked to the side of the coffin.
A thick black evil aura emerged from the coffin, and they saw that the corpse in the coffin really showed no signs of decay.
Ren Fa and Ren Tingting suddenly became fragile. After pretending to cry for a few words, there was nothing they could do. This was the process. It had been twenty years. How could they cry anymore?
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