Sun Erzhuang felt a bit embarrassed and said, "Sir, you have already helped so much. How dare I bother you further..."
Hearing this, Xu Qing's smile became even more kind, "I am the Funeral Master you invited. These are all my duties, nothing worth mentioning."
"But now, if we are to bury the donkey, one coffin won't be enough. It just so happens that I have a new coffin here..."
After finalizing the burial arrangements for the donkey, Xu Qing immediately began to gather and sew together the donkey hide and meat. He also re-stitched the damaged coffin.
After finishing all this, Xu Qing placed the donkey's body into the coffin and took the donkey cart back to the Mountain Lord Temple as a burial accompaniment.
Using the Feng Shui divination method, Xu Qing found a satisfactory burial plot behind the temple. He then buried the coffin containing the donkey and the accompanying donkey cart together.
In front of the newly erected grave, the donkey rope was mourning.
