As the old woman got up with the funeral, the funeral people also shouted loudly, and it could be seen that the little girl who showed a stupid smile was a little scared at this time, and the hand on the stretcher couldn't help but retract, but before she could retract her hand, the old woman's hand grabbed her little hand again and pressed her little hand on the edge of the stretcher. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Slowly, the young men carrying the stretcher, painted on their faces, began to walk forward again, this time taking care of the old woman and the little girl, and walked very slowly, again at the rhythm of six steps forward and one step back, towards the funeral platform built at the entrance of the suspension bridge.

It didn't take long for several people to finally carry the stretcher to the front of the burial table. This is said to be a burial platform, but it is actually a temporary altar made of several large flat stones, and the altar is placed on the top of the cliff next to the suspension bridge, and it only takes a few people to push this altar to the bottom of the cliff.

In front of the stone were incense burners, and a number of offerings, which were quite cold, some shriveled fruit, and a few yellowed nests.

A couple of young men carrying the stretcher carried the straw mat on which the body of the deceased had been wrapped on the stretcher and laid it on its side, with its head facing the direction of the setting sun and its feet facing the drawbridge. After all this was done, they hurried out of the burial platform and retreated into the crowd of mourners.

Next, the old woman took the hand of the little girl in red and walked to the funeral platform step by step.

"Well, stand up and sit with your grandfather."

The old woman pointed to the stone burial platform where the body of the deceased was lying, patted the little girl in red beside her, and said softly.

The little girl didn't react. Just raised his head and looked at the old woman beside him.

"Go ahead. Go to your grandpa......"

The old woman shook her head. He closed his eyes and didn't want to look at the little girl again, so he reached forward and pushed the little girl towards the funeral table.

Seeing this, the little girl tilted her head, put her finger in her mouth and sucked it again, laughed stupidly a few times, nodded at the old woman, turned around and climbed up to the burial platform herself. Sitting next to the straw mat with his grandfather's body rolled, he grinned at everyone.

"Crazy child resents girl......"

The old woman slowly opened her eyes, and just as she saw the little girl looking at her with a foolish smile, she couldn't help but shake her head and moan.

"Respectfully, the goddess will do it!"

At this time, the funeral procession below shouted out a sentence in unison, and the ceremony of wild burial could be regarded as the beginning of this respectful invitation.

The old woman folded her hands and bent slightly in the direction of the funeral table, and followed closely, and behind her, a middle-aged couple collapsed to the ground, howling and crying while constantly shouting their daughter, daughter.

Several people immediately gathered around the couple. He supported and prevented the couple from going to the altar.

In fact, Wang Yang and they had already seen it. The couple themselves were pretentious, they wailed loudly, but there was no sadness on their faces at all, not even tears fell. And those who gathered around them to support and stop them were in the way, and it didn't take much effort at all.

The old woman ignored the couple behind her, and muttered something silently in her mouth, and then her voice suddenly became louder, and Wang Yang and they could barely hear a few of the words:

"Born of me as a seal, return to heaven; Wang I am shoulder to shoulder, and the soul is in the township; Slaves accompany, heaven and earth are the same; After the release of blessings, bless my fellow people; Evil to get rid of evil, please go on the road......"

As the old woman chanted about the funeral sacrifice, her hands grabbed something from a cloth bag that Shen Shen was carrying, and waved it upward.

Wow!

As the old woman raised her hand and waved it, a burst of blue fire rose along the edge of her palm, and with this firelight, green smoke rose in front of the old woman, reaching into the sky.

After a few successions, the old woman's side was already covered with green smoke, and some blue flames that had not yet burned out continued to burn in the air, like ghost fires. At the same time, the eagles and birds in the mountains that were supposed to rest with the sun setting took off one after another, setting off a large shadow, hovering over the mouth of the suspension bridge, refusing to disperse, and even some birds and birds landed on the funeral platform in front of the old woman one after another, hiding from the little girl in red who was smiling stupidly, quietly watching the funeral people.

The little girl did not cry, nor did she resist, she sat beside the straw mat on the stone, and smirked, and the eagles and birds that landed on the stone one after another did not make any sound, and walked back and forth quietly.

This scene makes people feel incredible.

The funeral crowd couldn't help but kneel on the ground and bow to the goddess.

After reading the memorial and funeral text, the old woman beckoned.

Seeing the old woman recruiting, the four burly men carrying the soul-attracting flags stood at the four corners of the altar again, put their hands on the edge of the stone platform, and the four people seemed to have made preparations, waiting for the order to push the altar to the bottom of the cliff.

Although the cliffs here are not as steep as the other peaks, if a little girl of half the age is pushed down like this, there is absolutely no chance of survival.

"Wang Yang, find a way to save this little girl!"

Chu Yu couldn't stand it anymore, but Wang Yang didn't make any moves, seeing that the goddess was about to order the funeral platform to be pushed off the cliff, she couldn't help but take a step forward, wanting to go over in person to prevent this tragedy from happening.

But before she could walk over, she was first stopped by Master Xing'an.

"Chu Yu, don't be impulsive first!"

Wang Yang was focusing on thinking about how to rescue the little girl who was buried with him just now, and he didn't notice Chu Yu for a while, and was scared, but fortunately she was stopped by Master Xing'an, in order to prevent Chu Yu from being impulsive again, he hurriedly said. Previously, he just asked these people about the situation, but he didn't get any good faces, if Chu Yu recklessly stopped their funeral like this, I am afraid that it will cause strong dissatisfaction among this group of people, and the consequences will definitely be very serious.

"Amitabha, please believe in the old monk, this little benefactor's life is unfinished, and he will not die here today."

On the contrary, Master Xing'an was very calm, and he had long seen that it was impossible for this little girl to die here.

"What can the master do?"

Chu Yu hurriedly asked, she thought that Master Xing'an had already paid attention to his calmness, who would have expected, Master Xing'an shook his head and looked at Wang Yang, who was still contemplative.

"Look at the fortune telling, Wang Jushi may not be as good as the old monk, but if you talk about Xuanmen Feng Shui, the old monk is far inferior to Wang Jushi, this funeral has been a folk custom since ancient times, if you want to prevent its living people from being buried together, you need to start with Feng Shui metaphysics, Wang Jushi, have you thought of a way?" (To be continued.) )