Chapter 451

The body had been sent to Tian Yuqiao's house. Wang almost looked at it and didn't want to see it again. Then he asked the little guy to find his two uncles and cousins, and asked someone to help put shroud on the body inside.

Zhao kept comforting his daughter. Even Wang's two sister-in-law did not dare to see Tian Dahe's body after seeing Wang's situation.

Wang Decheng and Wang Dehai made great efforts to change the shroud of the man who was badly disassembled.

After the lid of the coffin was nailed on, they breathed a sigh.

"Oh, my God, this little brother-in-law is really too much. He made the corpse of the river look like this."

"All this is to find out the cause of my brother-in-law's death, so we can't blame others. It's not time to blame anyone for this. Now my sister is so sad. Now we'd better hurry to arrange the burial of the river."

The next morning, old monk huikong dressed very formally and took a large group of young monks. This is the first time that the monks in Nanshan Temple solemnly went down the mountain in neat monk clothes, so there were more people following up to watch the excitement.

"Amitabha, I've figured it out. It's best to be buried at noon today. Now let's spend time with almsgiver Tian. Please avoid idlers." huikong said solemnly.

A group of young monks dressed in apricot yellow robes, led by Yuanji and Yuantong, knocked on wooden fish respectively, and kept turning around the coffin with words in their mouth.

At this time, Tian Yuqiao and Tian Yutang were always around the front of the brazier, constantly burning paper money. The gate of the yard has been closed, completely blocking the eyes of the villagers from the outside.

"Master huikong, thank you for helping me to cross the river. Thank you." Wang said gratefully.

Although master huikong didn't get Tian Yuqiao's express, he was an old man and could calculate. If the little girl's father is really stimulated to death by the villagers, with the girl's temper, can't he make chickens fly and dogs jump? How could she be so peaceful here to do a funeral for her father?

Tian Yuqiao found that huikong always looked at herself secretly. She didn't bother to pay attention to it. She still pretended to cry there.

The little guy really opened his throat and was so surprised that the birds nearby retreated into the mountains.

The sun soon climbed over people's heads. Huikong saw that the time was almost over, which stopped the little monks from chanting scriptures.

"Amitabha, get promoted and get rich!"

With the old monk's slogan, those villagers who were ashamed of Tian Dahe spontaneously came to help carry the coffin. At this time, as a filial son, the little guy walked in front with a sad face under the soul sail.

Wang Decheng also caught a big cock over there, which can be regarded as a guide for Tian Dahe. Of course, these are Zhao's arrangements. She still understands them better.

He soon came to the cemetery on the mountain, which was on the hillside of the mountain that Tian Yuqiao's family had just got.

Many people are easy to handle. Some villagers who haven't had time to grab the coffin are in a hurry. But when carrying the coffin, they couldn't stop halfway, so those people directly replaced the first batch of people one by one.

In this way, several groups of people changed along the way, and finally reached the destination.

The big pit there was very deep. Tian Yuqiao estimated that if it was deeper, it would almost be able to draw water. She also proposed to dig the deep pit and said that it was far lifted and buried.

Naturally, the pit was written by Da Bai, and everyone was a little silly at this time, because the rope they brought was not long enough. You can't throw the coffin directly into the pit, can you?

"Wow, no, even if you want to bury deeply, you can't bury people two or three feet underground?"

"It's better to bury it deeper. Just now I heard little master Yuanji say that the river died miserably this time. Even master huikong said that he was afraid that he would haunt. So bury it deeper to prevent the innocent souls of the river from running out to settle accounts with us."

"Oh, don't scare me. I'm so bold these days that my heart can't stand it."

"I don't think it's a big deal. After all, we helped carry the coffin. We did our part. I hope the river doesn't blame us. We didn't mean to."

"Yes, if it's true, his sister-in-law is still fooling around outside. If she hadn't bullied her sister-in-law all day and didn't do anything at home, how would we know that there was an injured person in Dahe's daughter-in-law's house?"

"Let's hurry to help find the rope. It's better to bury it deeper."

Fortunately, some people were mining on the mountain, so some ropes and the like were randomly discarded nearby, so we quickly found some broken ropes.

The village head took some people with him. Everyone picked the rope. After sorting it out, it was tied up. It felt like it was almost long enough. Then everyone tied the coffin and prepared to bury it.

Because the pit was too deep, we had to temporarily build two crank wheels on the edge of the pit. Tie the rope on both sides and roll it down.

It was an hour later when the coffin was put into the pit.

Then everyone began to dig and fill in. The pit was too deep and it was hard to ask Da Bai to come and help in broad daylight. This made the villagers who had not grabbed the coffin alive, one by one, sharpened their heads and began shovel spades.

"Come on, you have helped carry the coffin today. You must give us a chance to atone."

"Yes, you can't deceive people too much. Let's apologize to the river."

The village head finally decided: "OK, let everyone come and help, since everyone is so enthusiastic."

Wang Shi was burning paper with his two children. After all, huikong was still doing things. Huang Banxian has come to help now. After all, Taoism also has a lot of research on transcendence.

"Girl, now there are two experts to help the river. I think he will be able to ascend blissful early. Don't be too sad. After all, there are two children to pull." Zhao comforted.

Wang still dared not look up. At this time, she was not really crying, but choked to tears by the smoke. However, in Zhao's view, his daughter was very sad.