The father's voice sounded as careless as telling the cook to chop vegetables, without ups and downs, without emotion, without the pity that humans deserve. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The butchers weighed the money bags, then pulled out the kitchen knives they carried from behind their waists, gripped the greasy wooden handles, and approached the corpses on the stage.

All these pictures are clearly depicted in the mind one by one through the narration of the male corpse;

He said that when the butchers cut off the arms of the corpses, the cloudy dark yellow corpse oil ran down the legs of the table like a pile of melted wax;

He also said that the butchers took a lot of effort to chop his legs, and in the end, his hands were so tired that he could barely grasp the kitchen knife, and the blood of the corpse had coagulated, and the flow was almost black.

The parents and brothers of the deceased watched coldly, only occasionally twitching the corners of their eyebrows and occasionally bouncing their cheeks, showing the disgust and coldness in their hearts.

The soul of the corpse floated in the air, looking at it painfully, what made him uncomfortable was not the destruction of his own body, what really hurt him was the indifference of his family, but unfortunately he couldn't shed tears as a ghost, otherwise it would definitely make this ancestral hall a downpour of tears.

After finishing the homework, the panting butcher was sent away, and the Taoist priest started to sew the animal limbs on the corpse, and there were words in his mouth.

"The black-haired mule hoof on the left arm is rich and rich and rich every year; the yellow dog on the right arm plows the soil and claws, and there are many children and grandchildren, and the generations live long; the red spotted boar leg on the left foot has a stable family foundation and cannot be invaded by foreign thieves; the snow-white goat's hoof on the right foot, whoever damages the Chong family must first hurt himself, and whoever harms the Chong family must die violently first!"

The Taoist priest is skillful, and the mantra and the ritual on the hand end at the same time.

He looked at the top and bottom of the Chong family, "Old lady, two young masters, this corpse form I spliced is called." Since ancient times, some people have raised ghosts in their homes to absorb blessings, and some people worship the gods to avoid disasters, but this corpse has rarely been pondered, they do not understand the mystery; 。 ”

His gaze became even more gloomy, and he added in a low voice: "You must remember that you must not spread this matter, the world is jealous, if someone destroys this 'holy body of the Golden Body', you will have to bear the consequences, and once the coffin is in the ground, I will no longer care." ”

Zhiguo's father asked: "My son's burial in this form will not affect his soul and rush to reincarnation, right? Although he is not filial, he is always my son, and I, as a father, still hope that he will have the opportunity to be reincarnated as a human in the future." ”

The Taoist priest sneered while putting on the red Taoist robe, "The matter of the undead, don't ask about the living, there is no benefit." ”

These words cut off Zhiguo's father's thoughts, "What the Taoist chief said is reasonable, I only care about the future of the Chong family, and I don't have to care about the dead anymore." ”

"Master Chong, please ask your subordinates to carry the coffin to the door of the ancestral hall, and then send them away, do not leave any idle people, etc., let your two sons carry this 'holy body of the body' into the coffin, the whole process can not be seen by outsiders, so as not to cause gossip, after the 'holy body and golden body' is placed, I will personally hammer the nail and seal the coffin, madam, please go find a large bundle of white and clean bandages, as for the two young masters, can you find me some pen, ink, paper, inkstone and cinnabar paint?"

Everyone ran errands for this Taoist priest, leaving him alone in the ancestral hall.

The Taoist priest glanced at the beam of the house and met the soul of Zhiguo;

The corner of the Taoist priest's mouth leaked a cold smile, and Zhiguo was startled, it turned out that the Taoist priest could see him, and always knew that Zhiguo was watching from above.

Zhiguo opened his mouth and asked, "Which sect are you a Taoist priest?"

"You don't have to. ”

"Did you recommend yourself, or did my father invite you?"

"About four or five years ago, Master Chong got acquainted with me through a certain feng shui gentleman, he occasionally invited me to the teahouse for tea, I told him some things about the secret art of Xuanmen, he was very interested, especially obsessed with the art of raising corpses, but there was no corpse at home worthy of support, today you died of martyrdom, just to meet his wishes, the front foot carried you into the ancestral hall, and the back foot sent someone to call me to come over to cast a spell, and promised me a lot of benefits. ”

After hearing this, Zhiguo's heart was like ashes, in his father's heart, he was a tool from beginning to end, living only to pass on the lineage, and he had to continue to use him when he died.

"You get my corpse, whatever you want, anyway, the body will rot sooner or later, no matter how much I cherish it, it won't help, I want to ask you, why do you want to bring me back to my soul?"

"Hmph......," the Taoist priest laughed, "it's better to wait for your father to come back and let him tell you in person." ”

In less than five minutes, Zhiguo's father turned back and told the Taoist priest that the coffin was ready.

Then, the lady and her sons also appeared, holding bandages and the four treasures of the study, respectively, and placed them on the sacred table behind the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest put his hands behind his back and said: "Master Chong, I will confirm with you the last procedure, my spell can only take effect if the 'Holy Body Golden Body' remains fresh, once the golden body rots, all the spells put into it will fail, and the benefits of attracting wealth and longevity, having many children and grandchildren must be in vain, and the embalming of chemicals will be maintained for ten years at most." ”

"No, at least let the corpse, no, let the 'Holy Communion Golden Body' remain intact for five hundred years, so that our Chongjia can enjoy endless well-being. ”

"Master Chong has lofty aspirations, but this requirement is not excessive, I can achieve it, then use chemicals to embalm, use spells to embalm. ”

Zhiguo's father's eyes flashed with excitement, "Dao Chief, please tell me in detail, whatever you need, I can prepare it for you." ”

"The thing I want is very simple, that is, women, the more beautiful the better. ”

"Women?"

"Of course, it's not for me, those who practice Xuanmen spells have to abstain, so I'm not close to women, this 'Holy Body Golden Body' has to collect women's yin qi every year to nourish, and it can be preserved forever. ”

As he spoke, he walked to the table, rolled up his sleeves, took the pen stained with cinnabar ink, and drew red talismans on the white bandages.

Zhiguo's father asked anxiously: "If you collect yin qi, Dao Chief, you should say it quickly!"

"In the most direct and easiest way, copulation. ”

Zhiguo's father twisted his eyebrows, "How...... Proceed?"

"Every year today, at the time of the third watch, the ghost of Zhiguo will come out of the coffin by himself, and do something happy with the selected woman, after he indulges in love, the woman's yin will naturally be attached to his soul, and before dawn, his soul will return to the coffin, and the yin will be dispersed into the 'holy body golden body', and the golden body will be fully nourished, and it will not rot and stink. ”