Chapter 170: A Thousand People Sent to the Funeral

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

"Knock...... Knock ......"

The death knell in the temple was sounded a total of eight times.

The sound of the bell formed by the superposition of eight times in turn can be transmitted over a radius of more than ten miles.

This beating of the death knell is a custom of the Wu family from ancient times to the present.

The middle temple worships their ancestor of the Wu family and the ancestor of Liu Bowen.

Because it belongs to the circle of yin people, this bell has become the meaning of ringing the death knell.

And now the eight tones are already the highest courtesy of the Wu family, except for the patriarch of the family, no one can ring eight times.

And nine times, only the ancestor Liu Bowen deserves to have!

Although I don't know what the scene is like out there now.

But I know that the news of Old Man Wu's death will be transmitted quickly in a fission way.

Three days later, when Old Man Wu goes out of the funeral, there will inevitably be a scene of Dai Xiao on the ninth street and thousands of people at the funeral.

The uncle was the first to arrive, he was wearing a Mao suit, a white hat on his head, and he wore linen and filial piety, and knelt directly in the courtyard with a poof.

"Dad, why are you so troubled......"

The uncle cried a handful of snot and tears, and was finally sat on a low chair by the servants of the Wu family.

Leng Yue sat cross-legged on top of the coffin like that, and I stood aside, and the fat man squatted on the ground and kept burning paper money into the brazier.

As for Leng Yueru's waist tag of the Nine Dragons Secret Guard of Coffin Mountain, it is hung at the head of the coffin, so that people who come to worship can recognize Leng Yueru's identity at a glance.

This avoids a lot of unnecessary troubles.

These are all because most people in the feng shui circle have more respect for the Coffin Mountain faction, and they all recognize the status of the Coffin Mountain faction.

In their eyes, it is nothing more than a false name, and there are few people in the Coffin Mountain faction, and it is not certain whether they can intersect in this life.

However, there are also a small number of professions in the Yin circle who do not accept the Coffin Mountain faction, or do not recognize the Coffin Mountain faction.

They believe that their craft is unique and unique, and they don't need the Taibao to build a coffin.

There is no need for the Nine Dragons to guard the coffin, but often the result of this is that various incidents occur frequently, and the end is very miserable.

On the first day, almost everyone in the Wu family came, but the third uncle and Wu Gang didn't even show their faces.

When I saw my second uncle again, it was the day after the mortuary.

He was as if he had returned from Africa, and his whole body was tanned and shiny.

When he walked into the courtyard and saw the coffin in front of me, he was obviously stunned for a moment, but finally knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the coffin three times.

In the end, he sat on the side with red eyes, no matter who came to mourn, he couldn't enter the living room for half a step, this is the rule we set.

Since Old Man Wu dares to say this, he must want us to deal with all the related matters.

So no matter how unconvinced outsiders are, we have already started, and no one can make trouble, otherwise it will be a big taboo.

When the mourners gradually changed from the Wu family to people of various professions, the second uncle frowned and said, "What about the third child?" ”

"At this time, shouldn't his son come out as the heir of the Wu family?"

The second uncle's voice was very loud, and there was full of resentment in his words.

I don't know who told the second uncle what happened that day, but finally the second uncle looked at me, then closed his mouth and whispered to the uncle who was also sitting next to him.

But the uncle just nodded and rarely spoke, looking like he was still angry with the second uncle because of the fat man's affairs.

I didn't see Wu Gang from beginning to end, and I don't know if he was dead.

But he shouldn't be dead, because as long as it is the Wu family, the death story must ring the death knell, which is a respect for the ancestor.

The third uncle came on the third day, and his whole condition was very bad.

When I saw Leng Yueru with a veil and me standing next to the coffin, the anger in my whole body suddenly exploded.

"Little rabbit, you dare to pretend to be a ghost......

The third uncle gritted his teeth and said, and actually picked up a bright pig-killing knife from his back.

That state is obviously going to see blood in front of Old Man Wu's mourning hall.

"Third child, what are you doing?"

The second uncle stood up in time and yelled at the third uncle.

But who knew that the third uncle slashed towards the second uncle regardless of it.

The people around all gasped, but how could the third uncle be the opponent of the second uncle.

I saw the second uncle with a high whip leg and kicked off the kitchen knife in the third uncle's hand.

Then a thirty-six-way small grab directly buckled the third uncle's wrist.

Finally, one foot clicked on the knee joint of the third uncle, and the third uncle knelt in response.

"At this time, what about your temperament?"

The second uncle pressed the third uncle's head heavily in the courtyard, kowtowing to Old Man Wu's coffin.

After finishing the matter, he let go of the third uncle's hand and said behind him: "Pull the third uncle down, don't be embarrassed here!" ”

In the end, the second uncle clasped his fists with both hands, and said to the people in the circle of yin people who came to mourn around: "The family is unfortunate, the family is unfortunate, I hope that all Taoist friends, don't be surprised, the condolence ceremony continues, and the time will come to the funeral!" ”

The second uncle's whole action was smooth, without the slightest flaw from beginning to end, giving people a general's style.

Because there were so many people who came to mourn, the entire Wu family manor was already overcrowded.

In the end, there was really no way to wrap up all the hotels that could be wrapped around to receive the people from the yin circle who came to see them off.

In the last period of the funeral, six people at the helm of the Nine Gates came.

Chen Ye of the Southern Sect, Xumei Zhenren of the Maoshan Sect, and the four major families of the Northeast Horse Immortal are all here.

What's more, even the monks of Wutai Mountain and the Tibetan lamas have sent representatives.

At this moment, I seemed to see the scene when I first came to my house to question my grandfather, but there were definitely not as many people who went to my grandfather at that time.

That's because my grandfather only had contact with people like Mr. Wu, so there were a lot fewer people.

But every one who is released is a character who can make the entire Yin circle tremble.

When everyone had arrived, I said in a deep voice, "The hour has come, ...... to go!" ”

Simple, clean, neat, a few words represent a chain of commands.

At this point, my task was almost complete, when the professional coffin bearer lifted the coffin.

Leng Yueru jumped off the coffin just now, but the Nine Dragons waist card was still hanging on it, and it could not be taken off until the time of the burial.

The person who led the coffin in front of me asked the second uncle to ask Chen Ye, the person in charge of the southern sect's wick, to open the way.

He is a master of the Southern School, and he is as famous as Old Man Wu.

He is also the holder of the ancient 'divine object' white lamp, plus the wick, with him to guide the way, what he does will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.

Along the way, Leng Yueru and I guarded both sides of the eight-armed Nezha coffin on both sides of the coffin in case of accidents.

When we came out of the Wu family compound, I found out what is called the scene of Dai Xiao on the ninth street, the funeral scene of thousands of people.

From the beginning of our departure, until we arrived at the Jiaolong Mountain Range near the Bajiao Mountain, as long as we passed through the streets, there were all people wearing linen and wearing filial piety.

Even some people who were inconvenient to show their faces sent secretaries and assistants to send wreaths to mourn.

It is enough to see the status and influence of the Wu family in the entire Sijiu City!

The reason why the Jiaolong Mountain Range near Bajiao Mountain was chosen was because this place had been chosen as early as when the Wu family took root here.

Everyone knows that there is a dragon under the Sijiu City, even if they are trapped by the locked dragon well, there will be endless resentment after death, and it must be suppressed by the feng shui master's propylene qi.

And this has become the place where the ancestral grave of the Wu family is located.

I looked at the sky, took out my compass and pointed it at the sun's position, and finally stood in a fixed position.

"Design, put down the coffin, and worship the mourners............"