As the car got closer and closer to Changhegou, I could gradually see some familiar scenes.

Changhegou is not too far from Taiqing Village, and it is a nearby village. In the lower reaches of the Mullet River, the weather has been a bit dry in recent years, and the course of the Mullet River has also shrunk a lot.

When the car arrived at the station, Yang Haoran led us to the village. The courtyard of Li Qiu's house was pasted with white paper and hung with white cloth, and some people were crying and mourning, which sounded very miserable.

The white lantern hung on the door frame, swaying back and forth by a gust of wind.

Yang Haoran walked in first to explain our intention. He said that I was the Heavenly Master he had invited, so that they could see Li Qiu again through the conjuring spirits, and talk to Li Qiu for the last time.

Li Qiu's parents are thoughtful and should agree.

Soon Yang Haoran walked out, followed by a middle-aged woman with tears on her face. As soon as she came out, she looked around, then her eyes fell on me, and then she frowned a little uncertainly and said, "Xiao Hao, the Heavenly Master you said... Is this little classmate?"

"Yes, the boy's surname is Lin. I immediately took over the conversation and said to the woman, "That, I'm sorry about Ah Qiu, we are good friends of Xiao Hao, and we often play with Ah Qiu." Since you live in Changhegou, you want to have heard of Lin Dazhu from Taiqing Village, right? He is my grandfather. ”

I brought out the name of my old man, my grandfather didn't dare to say that he was the most powerful Taoist priest in the ten miles and eight towns, but he was definitely the most famous one.

Sure enough, when the woman heard this, she first nodded in agreement, and then said, "It turned out to be Lin Tianshi's grandson, can you really let me talk to Ah Qiu?"

"You can give it a try, although the kid's Dao technique is slight, but he will still try his best. I looked at the hope in the woman's eyes and said thoughtfully.

Li Qiu's mother agreed, perhaps because of the guilt caused by not being able to be by her daughter's side as a mother, and the strong longing for her daughter, the conversation process was very smooth.

Entering the courtyard, the main house is pasted with white paper, and paper figures, wreaths and other things are placed.

And Li Qiu's body was not put into the hall, but another spiritual shed was erected in the courtyard and a black cloth was pulled. There was a mahogany coffin below, the lid of the coffin was not covered, and Li Qiu, who had been dressed in clean clothes, was lying quietly inside.

The air was slightly cold, with a chill that was very different from the cold. From the moment I walked into the hospital, I could feel that something was not quite right, I frowned slightly, and subconsciously discerned the layout of the room Feng Shui.

The house is narrow in front and wide at the back, with two snakes entrenched in front of the door, and a low hill behind it, and the shadow casts it, and the sunlight may be less than six hours.

This house is a bit cloudy, if it is according to the division in the "Staying Land Stargazing Law", this house belongs to the inferior grade in the yang house, and the people who live here are overwhelmed by the top clouds, and the luck will not be much better.

Just as I was walking around the courtyard and judging the feng shui pattern, suddenly a loud noise came from the side of the spirit shed. I hurriedly looked back and found that the bamboo pole in the corner of the mourning shed was actually broken, and the coffin collapsed with a bang, almost smashing Yang Haoran who went to incense.

"Are you alright?" I hurried over, my nose wrinkled, and I smelled a slight stench.

At this time, the people who came to help lifted the spirit shed with all hands and feet to help Yang Haoran pull it out from under the shed, and some people felt puzzled and asked the master why he built a spirit shed outside and didn't put the girl in the hall.

Because we don't say that the deceased can't enter the house, generally the old man dies or the young man dies, and the body will be put in the main house for three days, and then buried three days later.

I thought it was strange when I entered the courtyard, but because the feng shui bureau here attracted my attention more, and I was an outsider, I didn't ask about it.

Now the person who asked was from the same village, and Li Qiu's mother replied that when they came back yesterday, they met a Taoist priest on the way. As soon as the Taoist priest opened his mouth, he said Li Qiu's death and birthday, and explained to them that they must build a shed outside, stop the mortuary for three days, and bury Li Qiu after dissipating the corpse qi before Li Qiu can be reincarnated.

Li Qiu's parents were also believed by his set of rhetoric, so after returning to their hometown, they set up a spiritual shed after discussion.

I listened in the crowd and frowned. Of course, what I care about is the 'Taoist priest' that Li Qiu's mother said, no matter the timing or place, it is inevitably too coincidental to appear, but... Why did you park Li Qiu's body outside?

Generally speaking, the body of a person after death is not suitable for sunlight.

The theory of the Heavenly Master Tao believes that the sky belongs to the yang, the earth belongs to the yin, the sun is the yang, and the corpse is the yin, and exposure to the sun will only damage the corpse.

Moreover, from a scientific point of view, sun exposure can only increase the decay of the corpse.

There is only one situation in which the corpse needs to bask in the sun, that is, the old corpse that has been buried underground for thousands of years will not rot or rot after absorbing the yin qi of the earth's leylines.

Thinking of this, I wanted to squeeze through the crowd to see Li Qiu in the coffin.

But now the crowd is a little chaotic, and they are all helping to rebuild the funeral shed, and I am too embarrassed to add to the chaos, so I just gave up.

"Why did the spirit shed collapse suddenly?" I walked up to Yang Haoran and asked, he was not injured, but his forehead was smashed by a bamboo pole.

Yang Haoran sat on the side and said with a wry smile: "I don't know, I just wanted to give Ah Qiu a stick of incense, and the result... Lin, could it be Ah Qiu's ghost?"

"I don't look like it, and even if her ghost comes back, why do you have nothing to do?" I glanced at Chen Muqing as I spoke, and Chen Muqing shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't see anything.

Chen Muqing's yin and yang eyes can see a lot of things that ordinary people can't see, since he hasn't seen them, it shouldn't be a ghost.

But... Then again, where did that slight stench come from?

There is nothing to say about helping at Li Qiu's house, seeing the sun sinking in the west and the night falling. Li Qiu's parents entertained relatives, friends, and villagers who came to help for dinner, and people left in twos and threes, and many people sighed that Li Qiu was a good girl, who died too early and too unjustly, and there was no hurdle in life that could not be overcome, so why commit suicide?

Yang Haoran didn't know if it was because he was in a bad mood, or what, he also poured himself wine at the dinner table, and when he was dismissed, he blushed like Guan Gong.

The whole person was swaying when he walked, and he didn't take a few steps before he leaned against the wall and threw up.

I shook my head and looked up at the sky to determine the time and celestial phenomena. After all, this is the first time I have done the ritual of conjuring spirits, and I have to cooperate with the next day.

But when I looked up, I couldn't help but be taken aback. I saw the falling stars of the North Gate Division hanging high in the treetops, the starlight was reddish, and the clouds were glowing with blood.

What's going on?

At this moment, Yang Haoran suddenly shouted, and then several villagers who had not left all screamed, and suddenly it was noisy as if they were about to tear apart the night.

I hurriedly looked back, and what I saw made my pupils shrink sharply.

The lights were dim, and the white paper money was blown by the wind, as if it were snowing around the coffin.

And red from the coffin, Li Qiu's body slowly sat up, opened her blood-red eyes, slowly turned her head, and walked out of the coffin.

Plop, plop!

Everyone present subconsciously held their breath, no one dared to pant and move loudly, and almost all of them could hear their own faster and faster heartbeat.

Li Qiu's body had no corpse spots, it was pale and terrible in the night, his eyes were bloodshot, and after looking around the courtyard, he reached out and picked up a shroud that was placed on the table.

Then, silently, she dressed herself. One by one, one by one, one by one, in the whole process, everyone in the yard seemed to be petrified into clay sculptures, and the timid ones even peed a crotch.

Li Qiu put on his shroud, looked around the courtyard again, and then walked back to his coffin with stiff movements and lay down again.

There was no sound, only the yin wind blew, blowing goosebumps all over people's bodies.

I don't know who called out first, and then all the villagers fled as if they had broken the ban. In the blink of an eye, there were only five people, including me, Chen Muqing, Yang Haoran who vomited all over the ground, and Li Qiu's parents who were paralyzed with fright.

"Corpse Dressing..." I muttered softly, "In the end... What's going on?"