There are a lot of people at the entrance of the village, the tables are lined up for more than 100 meters, there are more than 20 sheets, and in the open space on the side, there are four large pots and more than a dozen small pots, which are cooking.

The rural flowing water table pays attention to eight cold and eight heat, chicken and fish elbow meat, rice and noodle cake soup, and before it arrived, Anliang smelled the pungent aroma, and eight or nine chefs in the open space were picking up cold and hot dishes there, so it was not lively.

Some of the hot and cold dishes with four meat and four vegetables have been put on the table, and most of the people are already sitting in front of the table, smoking cigarettes, drinking and chatting.

The flowing water banquet of the white event is a little different from the flowing water banquet of the happy event, and the tobacco and alcohol on the flowing water banquet of the happy event are all the tobacco and wine that the host family likes, and they can be taken home.

But the white thing is different, the tobacco and alcohol on each table are limited, not because the main family picks the door, but because the tobacco and alcohol in the white thing belong to Bai Xi, and it will be backlash when brought home, so basically no one will choose to take it home.

And the dishes are also exquisite, An Liang has also heard of some, happy event dishes, except for the dishes that must be served in bowls, the rest are all plated, and the white dishes are basically bowls, some dishes are not easy to clip, and some wide-mouth bowls will be used, similar to plates, but slightly different.

Because the bowl has the same sound as the bowl, and the whole village pays attention to the bowl instead of the couplet, although An Liang feels that it is not necessary, but it follows the local customs, and it has no impact anyway.

"The village chief is here!"

Before Zhang Changhe walked to the flowing water seat, someone saw him and immediately shouted, and the villagers also turned their heads and greeted the village chief.

The master who does white things, listening to Zhang Xingbang, is called Zhang Shugen's house, and at this moment, he is also a person in charge, and he warmly invited Zhang Changhe to the master's house.

Zhang Changhe can't refuse, as the village head, he goes to the main house of Bai Shi, the main family will have face, and the old man who died will go more smoothly.

"Uncle Xingbang!"

"Grandpa Xingbang."

There are many juniors shouting at Zhang Xingbang, it seems that Zhang Xingbang is really popular in Zhangjia Village, and the sacrificial wine also has an indispensable job in the village, which is to preside over white affairs.

Therefore, every household is indispensable to deal with Zhang Xingbang, and Zhang Xingbang is usually a good person, and he is also a village cadre in the village, and he is quite loved by the villagers.

"Hey, haha, stinky boy, go eat."

"Isn't this a kid from the Ergen family, so big."

Zhang Xingbang smiled and touched the heads of those juniors, and it could be seen that he liked these children very much.

An Liang followed behind Zhang Xingbang and passed from this flowing water seat, although the villagers had never seen An Liang and looked at it twice, but after all, the people brought by Zhang Xingbang also smiled politely.

"Xiaoliang, come with me to see the white master's house, I make sacrificial wine, I have to preside over the white thing, and it just so happens that Xiaoyou also came to point out to me, haha."

Zhang Xingbang smiled, he has been making sacrificial wine all his life, and he has no chance to become a Taoist child, there is a real Taoist boy here, of course, he has to ask for advice.

"Don't dare, hehe, Uncle Xingbang, I don't understand the white process at all, I have to learn more from you."

An Liang smiled, he had no experience in doing white things, Mao didn't understand, and it wasn't enough to be ugly.

Zhang Xingbang also smiled slightly, took out two white paper flowers from his pocket, handed one to An Liang, and pinned the other to his chest.

Seeing this, An Liang also hung the white paper flower on his chest, which was to express his respect for the master's family, so he followed Zhang Xingbang into the courtyard of the master's house.

At this moment, a large shed was erected in the courtyard, and the shed hung the portrait of the deceased old man, and a pair of elegiac couplets, and in the shed was a bed, and the bed was covered with a shou cloth, on which was the body of the deceased old man, and a stack of paper money was placed in a circle around the corpse.

There was a circle of family members wearing linen and filial piety, and the villagers lined up to salute the dead old man and give paper money.

"Uncle Xingbang."

A middle-aged man sitting outside the shed took it up, with white filial piety, and came out to greet Zhang Xingbang.

"Hmm."

Zhang Xingbang nodded, walked to the body, and bowed, he is the host of the white affair, and there is no need to send paper money.

Seeing this, An Liang also walked to the body and bowed, he is an outsider, so it is okay to bow, unlike the juniors in the village who still need to kowtow.

"Hmmm?!!"

After bowing, An Liang was about to look for the stupid pillar, but the moment he looked up, he suddenly saw something strange about the remains in the shed.

Normal corpses have no muscle control over their hands and feet, and will tilt to both sides, even if someone deliberately regulates the body, they will not have their feet straight to the sky, and they will also tilt some angles.

Moreover, as a student of the Department of Forensic Medicine, I am extremely sensitive to the state of the corpse, and after the death of a normal corpse, the stomach will continue to breed biogas, which will expand the stomach.

But it wasn't so fast, I heard Zhang Xingbang say that the old man died last night, and it was only less than a day, and his stomach was so big.

Even if the custom of the village is to cover the stomach of the deceased with a layer of filial piety, it is not so outrageous, it is like a pregnant woman who is about to give birth.

"The Pupil of Heavenly Vision!"

An Liang, who noticed that something was wrong, did not hesitate, his eyes suddenly shone slightly, and he looked at the corpse.

I saw that the body exuded a faint red evil aura, and there was also a relatively strong resentment, stuck in the throat of the corpse.

An Liang also saw that the body was unexpectedly showing a strange black gray, and inside the swollen abdomen, there was a blurred black gas.

"Zombies?!"

An Liang has seen Liu Banxian who has been refined into an evil zombie, and the state of this corpse is too similar to Liu Banxian, but this evil spirit and resentment are far inferior to Liu Banxian.

According to An Liang's estimate, under normal circumstances, this corpse will most likely not be transformed, but if it is buried, it is estimated that it will affect the luck of the descendants of this family for decades.

However, An Liang still walked up to Zhang Xingbang and said in a low voice: "Uncle Xingbang, this corpse has a lot of grievances, be careful of the corpse." ”

When Zhang Xingbang heard this, he also glanced at An Liang in surprise, and he also found that there was something wrong with this corpse, but he deliberately observed it for a long time before he noticed that the corpse was a little abnormal, and he tested it with Yangmu before he realized that something was wrong.

This young man was so far away, and when the body was still covered with filial piety, he could see at a glance that something was wrong with the corpse, which made Zhang Xingbang a little surprised.

"Well, I also found out that something was wrong, this Zhang Root is a good person, but he married a brutal wife, and he is not very good to his father, it is estimated that there will be resentment after death, I will find a way to resolve his resentment."

Zhang Xingbang sighed, the cemeteries in their village are all together, if this is buried, it is estimated that it will affect the feng shui pattern of half of the village, and it must be dealt with.