I waved my hand and said, "It's not a big deal, the thing you dug up just now is the protector of your village, it's fine."

"Protector"? Father Yang asked suspiciously.

I nodded and said, "Yes, Protector, he has taken care of the village in the past few years."

When Father Yang heard this, he immediately said, "No wonder, thank you for protecting God, thank you for protecting God."

At the end, Father Yang folded his hands and bowed to the sky three times, I smiled slightly and said, "Now it's a few teams of gongs and drums, Uncle Yang."

"Uh, four teams". Father Yang glanced at the mourning hall and said.

I nodded and said, "Invite a band to come, this young man doesn't like to listen to gongs and drums, or invite the band to have fun, the scenery of this life must also be beautiful."

Father Yang was stunned for a moment and said, "Is it a band, but, but what are the current bands?"

I heard what Father Yang meant, and said, "Let's just invite the band, don't worry about this."

"Ah, this, this is not good, little brother, you have done a lot of things for our family, and we are not a rich family, so we can't come up with money to repay you."

I shook my head and said, "It's okay, it's my own volition, there are some things that I can't say, I'm afraid you will be nervous and scared, so you just listen to me, invite a band, and I'll pay for it."

Father Yang's face was a little embarrassed, and he thought for a few minutes before he nodded reluctantly, but the next second, Father Yang said again: "No, little brother, I feel that this is not good, we are not related to each other, you still help us like this, this is already our blessing, and now we have to pay for the band, I feel unreasonable."

"Hey, what a big deal, Uncle Yang, you see I call you uncle, what's the point of inviting a band, right, and who is not spending money on it, these teams of gongs and drums also cost a lot of money, right? So don't worry, you just contact the band, don't worry about the rest, just think about it for Evian, let her be happy and go happily."

Father Yang lowered his head again, and after a few more minutes, he said, "Then, okay, I'll get in touch."

I smiled lightly and nodded, "Okay, then we'll go in first, and we'll have to work overtime in the evening."

Father Yang was stunned for a moment and said: "Little brother, don't be like this, go to bed early, really, if you are like this, I will really feel bad in my heart, and I feel that I owe you too much."

I waved my hand and said, "You think too much Uncle Yang, what I said about overtime is that we have to deal with the ghost cha who sent Evian at night, in this case, the ghost cha will be better to Evian, that is, bribe the ghost cha".

"What? The ghost is bad, the little brother is really fake, then, will Evian suffer, I watch the ghosts on TV are very fierce." Father Yang showed an anxious expression, I smiled and said: "TV is TV, don't worry, we will do it."

Father Yang nodded and said, "Please, please."

"Let's go, let's go in, you rest early, and you'll have to go to the well tomorrow."

Father Yang said yes, and then we walked into the mourning hall, and when it was twelve o'clock, all the gong and drum makers put down the guys who were eating, drank water, and knocked melon seeds, and then walked upstairs to the sleeping place that Father Yang arranged for them, so I said that the money of the gong and drum makers is still very easy to make, and they usually get off work until twelve o'clock, and then wait for the night to sit overnight, and make a few hundred yuan, you say whether it is very profitable, maybe in the city, these hundreds of dollars are nothing to show off, but in the countryside, You can't underestimate this, and the gong and drum maker sometimes runs this house tonight, which one to run tomorrow night, earns a few hundred yuan a day, and doesn't there be living expenses in a month?

In the dead of night, only the small speaker on the table was slowly transmitting Buddhist music, Li Muyang sat next to me at this time, while tinkering with the instruments brought by the gong and drum maker, yawning and saying: "You say, how to beat this thing to have a sense of rhythm."

I turned my head to look at him and said, "You, you can't do it, you don't have any musical cells, and you still want to beat out the rhythm."

Li Muyang glanced at me and said, "You can do it, you can come."

"Na, this is what you said, don't blame me for losing face."

After speaking, I took the drum to my side, and several guards next to me looked at us suspiciously, one of the boys, about the third or second year of junior high school, saw us so late, and wanted to beat the drum and said directly: "This person is asleep, what are you still beating, what time is it now."

I was stunned, and a woman next to me patted him directly and said: "You kid shut up, but Mr. Geography has to be respected, he has a reason for what he does, and it's so late, it's just to knock to be lively, who told you that knocking is not allowed, what do you know, I'm sorry, sir, my son is still young, he hasn't experienced these things."

I shook my head with a small wooden stick that beat the drum, and said, "It's okay, normal people will say that, but little brother, your mother is right, it's not good if this kind of white thing is quiet, it has to be lively, so that the dead will feel that the family still cares about her."

The other four or five people who were guarding the spirit nodded, all of them agreed with my words, the little boy was deflated for a while, and played with his mobile phone, I glanced at Li Muyang and Lao Dai and said, "Li Muyang, will you fight this thing."

I pointed to the gong, Li Muyang was stunned, and said: "Didn't you just say that I don't have music cells, those old generations passed away before, I have seen and touched it, but I haven't knocked it."

"What the hell, you have this custom over there." I asked, slightly surprised.

"Yes, how could it not be". Li Muyang nodded, I also nodded, and said, "Then, let's have a while?" I always wear you to play the cymbal".

When Lao Dai heard this, he was also stunned and said, "I don't know, but I've seen it."

"It's okay, I'll teach you, after my drum hits to six rings, you will follow it, Li Muyang, your little gong, as long as my drum doesn't stop, don't stop, I stop everything, Lao Dai, you too, three beats, you understand it."

Li Muyang and Lao Dai listened carefully to my words with a serious look, nodded, and then I smiled and knocked it directly, Lao Dai and Li Muyang looked at the drum in my hand seriously, and the small gong and cymbal in my hand also followed me and kept playing, and the relatives and friends who were guarding the spirit on the other side were stunned.

We knocked for more than a minute, and found that the cooperation was not bad, and it generally sounded similar to the gongs and drums struck by those masters, I moved my muscles and bones, and drew a semicircle on the drum with a drumstick, and then beat it, and sang in my mouth: "Both of them are holding hands, send you to the dragon gate, the tears are yes wang ye wang, go down Oh ~ I shouted you to go slowly."

The words fell, Li Muyang and Lao Dai also added the sound of the small gong and the cymbal, this scene stunned the people on the other side, and even the boy who was playing with the mobile phone came over curiously, and the gong and drum master upstairs heard the movement downstairs, and also walked down and stood next to us to watch.

I smiled at the corner of my mouth, knocked on the edge of the drum, made a clattering sound and sang: "I'll send you to the field of the dam, I'll be three in March~, those two people are thinner and thinner, it's hard to distinguish the mountain, and the crows are all screaming."

The words fell, and the three musical instruments were matched together, and the gong and drum maker next to us looked at us lively, and from time to time praised us to the peers next to us.

After beating for more than ten minutes, the lyrics I had learned were basically finished, everyone gave a thumbs up, and their mouths were also boasting, I put the drum aside and said: "Master, I'm sorry, I'm arguing with you, you can see if this drum has been broken by me, and I can't see it as a layman."

The master who played the drums laughed and said: "Where are you a layman, you sing the send-off songs, and the drums are beaten so well, are you still a layman, don't make fun of me, and you are also the Mr. Geography invited by this boss, we have been doing white things for more than ten years, and it is the first time to see such a young Mr. Geography, but age is not a problem, the most important thing is that your ability does surprise us a little, not only the geography can be seen, but the gongs and drums will also be struck, and several of us feel a little ashamed".