I remember that last time, a fellow was punished for eating beef by mistake and was punished for kneeling.

A normal pillar of incense burned for two hours before it ended.

It seems that it is still the Master's grace, and it is out of kindness that we will punish us slightly.

After kneeling and incense, the two of them came to Master's room and apologized to Master for their resignation.

The senior brother also recounted that he was going to deal with the zongzi today, and hoped that the junior brother Sankun would accompany him. Master agreed.

Senior Brother Sanji stayed to recuperate.

Sankun and I embarked on a journey, and before leaving, my junior brother proposed to bring my apprentice Shan Heng with him, first, to give him a chance to learn, and secondly, to serve tea and pour water.

The destination of this departure is thousands of miles away in Fujian.

Notes to Ranking Officials:

The character school of the Tao is divided into the following forty characters:

Guarding the way and benevolence, the whole truth is restored to Taihe,

Zhicheng Xuan Yudian, Zhongzheng plays Jinke,

Chong Han Tong Yuanyun, Gao Hong Ding Da Luo,

The three mountains are more and more prosperous, and the sea of blessings is flooding.

From the ancestor Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling to the master Luo Zi generation is the 66th generation, and we are the 67th generation of disciples, and the Shanzi generation is the 68th generation of disciples.

Sankun's junior brother is funny and humorous, so he can't help but laugh along the way, and he doesn't feel that the road is far away.

Along the road, at 6 o'clock in the afternoon, arrived at Fujian Jinjiang Airport.

The driver greeted by Mr. Yang was already waiting at the airport. It was just a sign for pick-up, but it was taken down by the driver.

The three of us looked for a while, and it was not until we had walked that we saw that there was a sign held upside down that read: Sanyao Dao Chief.

The junior brother quipped: Senior brother, you see, he means that the Sanyao Dao has grown!

I had to smile bitterly, and secretly laughed in my heart that this driver was too inattentive to details. But after thinking about it, what Sankun said is not unreasonable.

When pasting the Spring Festival couplets, the word blessing is often pasted upside down, implying that the blessing has arrived. It seems that this driver is also a wise man, and he knows how to play such a wise dumb riddle.

Nothing to say all the way.

By the end of Mr. Yang's banquet and the accommodation arrangements were stopped, it was the end of the hour. It's nearly 1 a.m.

During the banquet, Mr. Yang gave a general explanation of the situation.

Mr. Yang's real name is Yang Long, born in 1976, and his zodiac is a dragon.

It turned out that the cause of this time was the death of Mr. Yang's grandfather, and strange things happened when he came out, first of all, the rope that carried the coffin was always broken for no reason, so that the best time was missed. The second is that the housekeeper who presided over the funeral seemed to be possessed by the old man, so that he talked nonsense and could not be at peace for several days.

It turned out that it wasn't the zombies, it was just the undead, but I saw Shan Heng volunteering: "Master will leave this matter to me to deal with."

Although Shan Heng has not been in the Tao for a long time, he is diligent and studious, and his Taoism is diligent.

This kind of trivial matter is more than enough for him to deal with.

I readily agreed.

In the early morning of the second day, a group of three people came to Yang's house. I saw a pitch-black coffin parked in the middle of the courtyard. The perimeter of the coffin is covered with paper symbols painted with various cinnabar paintings. Sankun and I almost laughed out loud when we saw this Zhang Lingrune.

These talismans were painted by some so-called I Ching masters. There is no seal, no mantra blessing, just a piece of paper full of red letters. It's useless.

Everyone in the courtyard had solemn expressions, obviously this laughter was out of place, so the two of them held back.

Shan Heng stepped forward at this time, urging the golden light spell, and the spells together, the spirit talismans pasted on the coffin fell one after another, and when the cinnabar talisman fell and slackened, Shan Heng started the spell while pasting the nine phoenix broken pictures one by one according to the direction of the nine stars. After pasting, pinch up the nine-character mantra, take a step according to "those who are fighting in the front of the army are all moving forward in array", and after going around the coffin for a week, light a stick of incense and insert it into the bowl in front of the coffin.

A set of processes down, crisp and neat, without stagnation. It seems that there is no shortage of effort in normal times.

When the incense has burned out, Shan Heng said to Mr. Yang: The spirit is finished, and the coffin can be lifted.

So the young and strong men in the family stepped forward one after another, tied the thumb-thick coffin rope tightly, and prepared to lift it out.

I saw that at this time, a python with a thick bowl mouth appeared out of nowhere at the door, and it was displayed at the door.

The descendants were suddenly frightened.

Shan Heng suddenly lost his six gods, and he didn't know which process went wrong. Blink an eye at me and Sankun.

I was about to answer, but I saw Sankun rushing forward. Said: Slow!

"When you come out of the coffin and see the snake, there must be something strange! The people in the courtyard quickly avoided it!"

Hearing the words of Daoist Sankun, four of the eight young men who carried the coffin silently lowered their poles and got into the house.

I raised my eyes and saw that Mr. Yang himself had quietly entered the inner room.

And at this moment, there was a burst of noise in the coffin, as if someone was stomping his feet inside!

"Blow up the corpse!" I don't know who shouted, and the courtyard was suddenly in chaos. Some ran out, others drilled into the inner room. Suddenly, only me, Sankun, and Shanheng were left in the courtyard.

At this time, there were still voices in the coffin. In addition to the sound of stomping, the sound of help was faintly heard.

I went into the back room to find Yang Long and asked him to open the coffin.

First, it was early in the morning, and the ghosts should not be at this time, and second, the movement inside sounded like a living person asking for help!

When everyone in the room heard this, they all looked at Yang Long.

As a last resort, I had to gather everyone and reopen the coffin.

At the moment of opening, everyone was shocked to find that there were two people in the coffin!

A woman is unkempt and crawls out of it!

As soon as the woman came out of the coffin, the snake at the door suddenly disappeared.

I saw the woman crawling out, screaming for help, obviously extremely frightened.

Everyone looked at it, and it turned out to be Cuicui, the second daughter of the funeral housekeeper.

Cuicui's mother was hiding in the house today, and when she saw it at this moment, she hurriedly came out and pulled her daughter and asked, "You are not in the county school, why are you in the coffin?

As soon as Cuicui saw her mother, she shouted, "Mom!" and fainted.