Parade half a circle, put down the paper boat, burn the customs documents, go up to the heavens, and tell the nine shadows.

Turning back into the mourning booth, the ritual proceeded in an orderly manner, and Li Chong's parents returned to the coffin and continued to keep vigil.

The day passed quickly, and night fell.

He did the ritual for a day and a night, and although he had a break in the middle, he couldn't resist the sleepiness.

So, they were divided into two groups, one group of people lying on a bench and resting wrapped in their coats, and the other group of people continued to beat gongs and drums and recite sutras.

And Li Chong and his wife sat next to the coffin and dozed off again and again, Yan Xiaoying walked over and let them into the room to rest, and he temporarily kept a wake for their place, but the husband and wife were unwilling to say anything, and finally had no choice but to give up.

Because the second master slept in Lao Fei's room, now the four of them have gathered in my room.

I offered incense to Jingmei's tablet as usual, and then when I was about to cut my palm and feed it to the ghost boy in the mountain whip, Yan Xiaoying stopped me and said, "You can feed the ghost boy blood twice a month, and you don't need to be so frequent." Otherwise, if you have such frequent bloodletting, no one will be able to stand it. ”

I nodded, put away the knife, as Yan Xiaoying said, although there is not much bloodletting every time, but after a few days, my hands are covered with wounds, and I really can't stand it.

"I'm afraid something will happen tonight, we have to be prepared, especially Tianyan yourself!" Yan Xiaoying was silent for a while, and suddenly said to me.

"He's alive, what can happen?" Old Fat asked beside him.

Yan Xiaoying frowned and explained: "Tianyan was asked for his life by black and white impermanence some time ago, and at noon today, the second master burned Li Guofeng's customs clearance documents, and after knowing it, he will definitely send an envoy to take away Li Guofeng's soul and bring it to the underworld for trial." I'm afraid that the messenger of the underworld will take away Tianyan's soul with him, after all, the fact that he was born by his life has already alarmed the judge of the underworld. ”

Yan Xiaoying's heart is as delicate as silk, she doesn't remind her, I really can't think of this thing.

At the beginning, black and white impermanence came to hook my soul twice, and once I was rescued by Yan Xiaoying and hid in the coffin shop. Another time, Black and White Impermanence was directly scared away by Jingmei.

Now, I am not in the coffin shop, and I don't have Jingmei's protection, if I encounter them again, I am afraid that my life will not be saved.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little anxious and asked, "What should I do then?" How can we escape their temptation? ”

"The so-called black and white impermanence is just a code name, they are just a status symbol, and the real black and white impermanence is unimaginably strong. The only thing we encountered before was the soul seducer in our area, and in terms of strength, it was not as good as ordinary Yin soldiers. However, the soul chain they hold in their hands is the nemesis of all souls, and even those who are stronger than them will be taken away. ”

Yan Xiaoying said very reasonably, there are people dying every day and every night in the world, if there are only two soul seducers in the underworld, black and white, it will definitely be too busy.

"Fortunately, there is a soul lock coffin made by my grandmother, Tianyan will sleep in the black coffin tonight, don't come out when you hear any movement, and bring the mountain whip into the black coffin."

Yan Xiaoying said as she looked at the black coffin under the bed that Old Lady Yan gave to my old man decades ago and said, "This black coffin was carefully made by my grandmother, and the living person is lying in it, even if the soul envoy does not open the lid of the coffin, he will not be able to sense your existence. ”

I listened to Yan Xiaoying's words, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Fortunately, the old man didn't throw away the black coffin at the beginning, and now it finally comes in handy, but it's a pity that it ...... The old man hadn't yet been lying down, but I, as a grandson, had to try the coffin for him. ”

Time is of the essence, and the Soul Messenger may appear anytime and anywhere.

I took the mountain whip and, according to what Yan Xiaoying said, slept in the black coffin, the lid of the coffin was not completely closed, leaving a gap for ventilation.

The inside of the black coffin was cramped, and it was difficult to turn over, and this feeling reminded me of the wooden box that was locked up behind the statue of the Heavenly Master by the Evergreen Daoist.

Depressed feelings, making people feel restless.

I adjusted my breathing, and at first I heard the voices of Lao Fei and Yan Xiaoying outside, but then gradually these voices disappeared.

Through the gap, you can see Yan Xiaoying and Lao Fei talking, but you can't hear their voices, this feeling is as if your ears are sealed by something.

After more than an hour, sleepiness swept over my body, and I lay in the black coffin and fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long I slept, but suddenly I heard footsteps outside the house, and the footsteps were very clear, and I woke up and looked out through the gap.

The next moment, I saw two strange figures appear in the room, one of them was dressed in white, the other was dressed in black, and the chains in their hands jingled.

"Strange? Where did this Li Guofeng's soul go? Why can't I sense it? The cold voice seemed to come from the land of the Nine Shadows.

"It is impossible for the newborn Yin Soul to escape the perception of you and me, and now I can't sense it, there are only two possibilities, one is that his soul has been collected by the Great Psychic Person, and the other is that he has lost his soul and does not exist in the world."

The two soul messengers who entered the room walked towards the black coffin where I was lying as they spoke.

I wondered if it was because of this black coffin, that I heard the footsteps of them walking, which was really incredible.

More importantly, what they talked about.

Li Guofeng's soul is gone!

Generally speaking, the soul of a person who has just died should not be too far away from his body, otherwise his soul will be scattered. But now, the soul envoy couldn't sense Li Guofeng's soul.

This made me think of the white orchid, and I thought to myself: "Is the legend true, the white orchid can really suck souls?" Li Guofeng's soul was sucked away by Bai Youlan? ”

"This matter is strange, if you don't hook his soul back, it will be difficult for you and me to deal with each other, I didn't catch the kid who was born by his life last time, you and I have made a big mistake."

"That kid has someone to shelter, it's hard to snatch his soul with our strength, and last time we had to intercede for us with the Judge of the Patrol Sun."

"Anyway, we have already reported the situation, we can't deal with that woman, and the above will naturally send corresponding people to deal with it, it's not you and me who should be in charge."

"Now let's show up and ask the old boy sleeping next door, he has some Taoism, maybe he can know why!"

……

They spoke, turned abruptly, and disappeared from the room in the blink of an eye.

I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when I saw them disappear, and just as they approached the black coffin, my heart was about to rise to my throat.

Lying in the black coffin, I clung to the mountain whip, and I don't know how long it took for the coffin to be suddenly opened. I was frightened, and I looked up just in time to see Yan Xiaoying.

"Alright, they're gone." Yan Xiaoying smiled and said, "The soul locking coffin made by Grandma is really useful. ”

I took a deep breath of fresh air, got up from the coffin, and glanced at the old fat lying on the bed and snoring.

"Didn't you two fall asleep just now?" I looked at Yan Xiaoying and Lin Miao who was standing behind her.

"How could we possibly fall asleep with a little trick?"

"And you all heard their previous conversation?"

Yan Xiaoying nodded and said, "I heard it, in fact, I have long found out that Li Guofeng's soul is not there. ”

"It's supposed to be that flower!" Lin Miao said in a deep voice.

"I don't know how Li Guodong's investigation is progressing now?" Closing the lid of the coffin, I sat on it and took a cigarette from my old fat trouser pocket and took a deep breath.

Yan Xiaoying watched me smoke from the side, frowned for a while, and said dissatisfiedly: "When did you learn to smoke?" ”

"I've always been!" I replied casually: "When I was in elementary school, I stole the old man's dry tobacco and smoked, but in the last few years, I have smoked less, but with this smoker by my side, my addiction to smoking seems to have returned." ”

"Smoke less, smoking is not good for your health!" Yan Xiaoying said coldly.

I sneered: "Xiaoying, why did you become my mother, and you have to take care of such a trivial matter?" It's not like your old personality! ”

Yan Xiaoying glanced at me and snorted, "I'm for your good, and besides, it's not a trivial matter." ”

I laughed, had the intention to tease her, took a deep breath, learned from the old fat, swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog: "Life must be happy, Lao Tzu can do whatever he wants, many of the constraints and shackles in the world are brought by himself, it is too tiring to live like this!" ”

Yan Xiaoying looked at me without saying a word, and then turned around and walked out of the room with a cold face.

Watching her slam the door and walk out, I spread my hands, looked at Lin Miao on the side and asked, "Am I doing this a little too much?" ”

"I don't know!"

Lin Miao clasped her hands and replied lightly.

I sighed and snuffed out the cigarette butt in my hand, feeling a little upset.

Then Lin Miao and I walked out of the room and came to the bottom of the spirit shed, and found that the mutters who were doing the Dharma were lying on the benches one by one and fell asleep.

In front of the big red coffin, Li Chong and his wife were also dozing.

In front of Li Guofeng's tablet, the candle flame burns faintly, and the light is uncertain.

The incense was almost burned out, and seeing that it was about to be extinguished, I walked quickly, replaced two candles, put on a stick of incense, and folded my hands in worship.

The next morning, the service continued.

It lasted for a day and a night, until more than eight o'clock in the morning, and finally it was time for the funeral, but fortunately there were no other changes during the period.

Burning paper houses, paper figures, and the clothes of their sons brought by Li Chong and his wife were burned next to the embankment, and the big red coffin was draped with clan cloth flags.

The four strong men tied wooden poles to the coffin, and some of the mumblers packed up their things and went down the mountain. Only the second master is left, and there is another old man who plays the flute.

There is no gong and drum sound, and the lonely flute is tactful and melodious, with a deep sadness, echoing in the mountains, making the listener weep and the listener sad.

I don't know if the heavens were also touched, the mountain was shrouded in a thick fog, and the whole world was groggy, and soon after it began to drizzle.

The second master and the other person opened the way in front with the sound of a flute, and as the four strong men shouted, the whole red coffin was lifted.

The weight of the coffin itself plus the weight of the corpse was nearly more than 300 catties, and four men who were not tall carried the heavy coffin towards the new grave with their shoulders that were not too wide.

Li Chong and his wife wore linen and filial piety, followed closely behind, crying, and the air seemed to carry a sad atmosphere.

The rain was getting heavier.

Because the road had been repaired, the renovated soil had not yet been solid, and it was stirred by the rain at this time, wet and slippery, and the four people carrying the coffin had to be careful.

The coffin has been raised, and it must not fall to the ground until it reaches its destination.

The mumbler has the rules of the murmurer, and the strong guy also has the taboo of the herbal.

After several days of sleepless sleep, coupled with excessive grief, Li Guofeng's mother finally couldn't hold on and fainted.

People's willpower and perseverance are limited, and there is no way, so we have to adjust temporarily.

Lao Fei is responsible for holding Li Guofeng's god tablet and photos, which he chose by himself, because there is a black umbrella to shelter from the wind and rain with the god tablet, although it has been spring, but the rain falling is still cold and biting.

Li Chong helped his wife back.

In fact, according to the rules, the first handful of soil to bury the coffin should be the relatives of the deceased.

But the rules are made by men, and in any case, their son is dead, and the living are always more important than the dead.

The team walked into the dense forest, trampled on the hideous, slippery soil, and continued on its way......