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After breakfast, the ugly Taoist got into his own thatched house, Xiao Laodao looked at the thatched house and said coldly: "Let's wait for him for an hour to see what tricks he can play!" ”

In a blink of an eye, an hour passed, and there was no movement in the thatched hut, and the ugly Taoist did not come out, and at this time, the rain was even smaller. After waiting for a while, just when everyone was already impatient, suddenly, there was an inexplicable thunder in the sky, followed by the rainbow light of the whole thatched house.

The master and a few people were stunned for a moment, and before they could understand what was going on, they saw that the rainbow light suddenly brightened, emitting a colorful brilliance, followed by the rainbow light quickly extending from the thatched house to the sky, reaching the sky, and in an instant, a colorful light band appeared in the sky.

Rainbow? The grandfather became more and more stunned, and then saw that the whole thatched house burst out with dazzling colorful light, which was not only like a miracle, but also like the source of the rainbow in the sky......

The rainbow lasted for a bag of cigarettes in the air, and suddenly, it disappeared, and at the same time, the thatched hut was full of color, returning to its original dilapidated and calm.

The grandfather and a few people were immersed in shock at this time and couldn't extricate themselves, and after a long time, they came back to their senses, looked at each other, and looked at each other!

After a long while, Xiao Laodao suddenly laughed, "This ugly Taoist priest is really good at playing, what kind of spell is this?" With that, Xiao Laodao walked to the door of the thatched house and shouted: "Brother Dao, okay, no, an hour has already passed, if you are not well, we will leave!" ”

shouted, stopped for a while, there was no movement in the thatched house, Xiao Laodao raised his hand and pushed the door, and the door slowly opened inside, but it was actually hidden.

Xiao Laodao glanced inside, walked in quickly, the master didn't understand what was going on, walked to the door and looked inside, and saw the ugly Taoist sitting cross-legged on a square stool, in front of the square stool, is a simple and dilapidated wooden table, the workmanship is very rough, like the ugly Taoist himself nailed.

At this time, Xiao Laodao stood next to the wooden table, looking at the wooden table, it seemed that there was something on it, the master approached the room and looked at the table, and saw six yellow talismans on the wooden table, next to the yellow talisman, there was a piece of straw paper, and on the straw paper, there were a few lines of small characters written on it.

Xiao Laodao stretched out his hand and picked up the straw paper, and after reading it, he handed it to the grandfather, who took a look at it in his hand and saw that it was written: The original cultivation came to the Tao to cultivate the fate, and the coming day was long.

I see?

The master looked at the ugly Taoist again, and he was actually sitting down......

Xiao Laodao asked my grandfather, "Brother, you drink the most ink among us, tell me, what does it mean?" ”

The master read the words on the straw paper again, and felt a little obscure, and he didn't know much about it, so he had to say to Xiao Laodao according to his understanding: "The meaning above probably says...... He cultivated the Tao and cultivated some fate with us, and wanted us to bury his body on the south mountain of the village......"

"What?" Xiao Laodao's eyes suddenly widened, "Grandma's, we have to bury him, come all the way...... We, we are digging graves and opening coffins, not digging up anti-burial corpses! ”

The master ignored Xiao Laodao's words, and then said: "Come to Japan for a long time, maybe it means that we will have a chance to meet him in the future......

Xiao Laodao waved his hand when he heard this, "The ghost just wants to meet him again!" ”

The master said again: "This is still a Tibetan poem, and the first word of each sentence is ......"

Xiao Laodao waved his hand again, "Okay, okay, don't say it." Xiao Laodao looked at the corpse of the ugly Taoist who was seated, and said to the corpse unhappily: "I said that you old fellow, you will not die sooner or later, and asked us to wait for you for an hour, but you died here, on purpose, right?" ”

The master said: "Brother Xiao, no one is here, so don't worry about him." The master turned his head to the old man next to him and said, "Uncle, just bother you on the opposite side of the South Mountain, find a cave for this Taoist master." ”

The old man nodded when he heard this, Xiao Laodao sighed hatefully, "Forget it, death is great, I'll go to Nanshan with my brother, a few of you, find the people in their village, inform them, if we bury him like this, the people in their village will not be happy!" ”

The master then asked, "What should I do with these six yellow talismans on the table?" ”

Xiao Laodao looked at the yellow talisman, looked at the master and a few people, and said, "This talisman should be reserved for us, one for each person, put it away." ”

When the master heard this, he subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at the ghost monkey, "Six talismans, but there are seven of us." ”

Xiao Laodao reacted very quickly and said: "Can a monkey be considered a human, this Taoist priest may have already seen that the monkey is not a human, take it, since the people are already dead, I don't think he can play any tricks!" ”

Xiao Laodao and the old man left together, and the grandfather and the others went door to door to inform the people in the village, but to the surprise of the grandfather, when these villagers heard that the ugly Taoist was dead, they immediately wailed, crying more sad than the death of their father.

Suddenly, the whole village, men, women and children, rushed to the Taoist temple where the ugly Taoist people lived, presided over by several old people in the village, the villagers put on brand new Taoist clothes for the ugly Taoist people, and several villagers did not know where to carry a thin-skinned coffin.

When Xiao Laodao and the old begger came back from Nanshan, many villagers had already buried the ugly Taoist into the coffin, and a mourning shed was erected in front of the Taoist temple, and all the young people and children in the village knelt in front of the mourning shed and wept.

This meeting confused Xiao Laodao and the old begger, Xiao Laodao found my grandfather and asked what was going on. At this time, the master and a few people were standing in the distance of the spirit shed, and they couldn't get in front of them at all, and they were about to become visitors.

The master said to Xiao Laodao that after informing more people in their village, it will be like this, and the village, regardless of men, women, and children, are crying for the Taoist.

When Xiao Laodao heard this, he looked at the villagers and said, "This Taoist priest seems to have accumulated great virtues......

Subsequently, Xiao Laodao found the old people who presided over the funeral and talked to a few old people, and the villagers found out that there were still a few people in my grandfather.

Seeing that Xiao Laodao was also wearing a Taoist robe, several old men immediately looked at each other differently, and asked Xiao Laodao very politely, where did the Taoist chief come from and what was the matter?

Xiao Laodao saw that the wind had a very strong ability to make the rudder, and immediately showed a sad face, gave a few old people a look, and sighed: "This is my senior brother in the coffin, a few days ago, I was summoned by my senior brother, and he will be feathered and ascended to immortal in a few days, I came to see him off." ”

When several old men heard this, they immediately stood in awe of Xiao Laodao, "You, you are Daoist Wu's junior brother?" ”

Xiao Lao Dao nodded, "Exactly." ”

A villager next to him suddenly shouted: "No, I remember that yesterday you were still buying dry food in the village, saying that you were passing by here." ”

When Xiao Laodao heard this, he glanced at the villager, and said without changing his face: "Senior brother won't let me reveal my identity, if I tell you that I am Daoist Wu's junior brother and buy dry food from you, will you still be willing to accept money?" ”

The villagers were choked up, "I, I'll go home and get the money back for you." With that, the villagers turned around and were about to leave.

Xiao Laodao hurriedly stopped him, "This incense master, no need, if you return the money to me, my senior brother is only afraid that he will die without turning a blind eye......"

When the villagers heard this, their eyes suddenly turned red, and they shouted: "Wu Dao is a good man......" The villagers cried, and as soon as he cried, many villagers next to him cried again.

Xiao Laodao looked at the many wailing villagers, raised his hand and pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes, and the master saw from the side that he was actually wiping a cold sweat.

Immediately, Xiao Laodao bowed to several old people again and said, "Before my senior brother feathers, I left a letter and asked a few incense masters to look at it. As he spoke, Xiao Laodao looked at the master and stretched out his hand, the master was stunned for a moment, and then took out the straw paper left by the ugly Taoist from his body.

One of the old men seemed to know how to read, took the straw paper and looked at it, but he didn't seem to understand, and after returning the straw paper to Xiao Laodao, he asked cautiously: "Dare to ask Dao Chief, this and this letter left by Daoist Wu...... What do you mean? ”

Xiao Laodao's face suddenly showed a smile of successful tricks, except for the master, no one else could see it at all, Xiao Laodao said on the ground: "This letter says that he has cultivated all his life, his merits are complete, and he will ...... after his death. I just want to be buried on the hill south of your village. ”

The old man seemed a little surprised when he heard this, but he didn't object, and several old men nodded one after another, "Okay, let's go to Mr. Feng Shui and find a good cave for the Taoist in Nanshan!" ”

"No need!" When Xiao Laodao heard this, he hurriedly stopped them, "Poor Dao has already found a good cave for senior brother in Nanshan, you just need to find some people to beat the grave pit, and choose an auspicious day for the funeral." ”

When several old people heard this, they were in awe of Xiao Laodao again, and said yes again and again, without the slightest suspicion of the grandfather.

At this time, the master understood that Xiao Lao Dao was in such a big circle, and he said that he was the junior brother of the ugly Taoist, and his purpose was to let the villagers bury the ugly Taoist on Nanshan.

Next, it is to dig a grave pit for the ugly Taoist and do a funeral, and when there is no one around, Xiao Laodao mutters and scolds: What is this called, I am a grave stealer, and I have done funerals for people all day long! As soon as he turned his face and saw those villagers, Xiao Laodao still had to pretend to be sad and detached, and he felt really embarrassed for him.

The funeral of the ugly Taoist has been held for three days, Xiao Laodao claims to be the junior brother of the ugly Taoist, of course, it is impossible to leave in advance, and he is guarding the spirit, and he is leading the villagers to kowtow and worship, and basically do what a filial son should do, but the taste in Xiao Laodao's heart can be imagined.