Out of the territory of the river god, the funeral flower took me back to the ninth master's house, on the way, I held back a question, every time I wanted to ask her, x

As soon as I got home, I couldn't wait to speak, but suddenly I realized that although I had all the questions in my stomach, I didn't know which question to start with.

I'm in a mess now, and I'm told to sort it out before I ask her.

Moreover, she answered me up to three questions!

The first question that came to my mind was about the identity of the demon.

The river god was in his cave and told me that the demon was Zhang San. But I don't know who Zhang San is.

So my first question was, "Who is Zhang San?" ”

Unexpectedly, Fuhua shook her head and said, "I don't know either!" ”

Listening to her answer, I almost rolled my eyes and fainted!

"Sister Funeral Flower, the second question, what is under the big locust tree?"

Hearing this question, Fuhua squinted, and was silent for a while before saying, "We have one door, two paths, three mountains, and six major forces, and we are guarding one thing together. As for what exactly, I don't know exactly either! However, the Ninth Master warned me that I must not let it be born, otherwise it will be a catastrophe!! ”

I asked, "What are one gate, two paths, and three mountains?" ”

Funeral Flower Road: "That is the six hidden forces, among them, one is the Tianji Gate, they have been inherited for a hundred years, follow Zhuge Kongming as the ancestor, a single generation of transmission, you can spy on the heavenly machine, and you can count the number of human lives." However, this door is easy not to be born, and generally does not participate in the intrigue between the world! ”

"And the two paths, one is the white way ghost doctor, and the other ghost doctor is the one that does not cure the living, but only the ghosts!" Those who are not close to immortals cannot be doctors. Those who are not close to the Buddha are not allowed to practice medicine. The knife in our hands has only one mission, and that is to save lives..."These two sentences are often on their lips. ”

"As for the underworld in the two realms, they are Gu Dao, they are good at concealing and poisoning Gu Dao... And the three mountains, respectively, are Maoshan Mountain, Burial Mountain, Ghost Mountain, among them, Maoshan painting charms, ghost mountain raising ghosts, burial mountain, it is more miscellaneous, learn everything, but nothing is the most refined! ”

"Okay, now that you've asked all three questions, next, it's time for us to prepare for the funeral of the Ninth Master!"

……

Another day passed, and the Ninth Master was completely out of breath.

At this time, Zhang Qingqing came to me.

When Zhang Qingqing saw me for the first time, she hurriedly asked, "Yan Huohuo, how is it?" The Ninth Master is back, can he help us stop this demon game now? ”

I shook my head bitterly and told her about the ninth master.

When she knew that Jiu Ye would not live long, she rolled her eyes and almost fainted. I asked her again: "By the way, Mr. Zhang, can't you get out of this coffin village?" ”

Zhang Qingqing sighed and said sadly: "I can't get out, it's still the same as before, I walked for several hours, and I walked around the entrance of the village." ”

In this regard, I had no choice, but replied: "Teacher Zhang, why don't you take your classmates to live in the temple first, I will hold a funeral for the ninth master in the next few days, and after I have guarded the first seven for the ninth master, I will invite the funeral flower sister to come over, and when the time comes, we will discuss the matter of the devil." ”

"Well, that's all there is to it. Don't be too sad, let's mourn and change. ”

After she left, Funeral Flower and I began to work on the funeral of the Ninth Master.

I'm going to invite Uncle Changshou and let him preside over the white affairs of the Ninth Master.

Before his death, the ninth master presided over white affairs for many people, but after he died, he didn't expect that only a few people came.

Even, in order to get together the eight immortals who carried the coffin for the ninth master, I knelt at the door of someone else for several hours! But that's it, people still don't agree, and in the end, the funeral flower said that the eight immortals who carried the coffin to the ninth master, one person could get five thousand yuan, and for the sake of money, those people agreed.

In the whole white matter, there are only long-lived uncles, me, funeral flowers, eight immortals, and a few old people who miss old loves.

On the day of the funeral, it was still drizzling in the sky, and the whole atmosphere was extremely depressing.

I was wearing a filial piety robe, kneeling in front of the coffin of the ninth master, looking at the few people in the entire ancestral hall, and my heart swelled with an indescribable sadness.

This world, why is human nature so indifferent? At the beginning, when the ninth master was alive, he had a favor to almost every family in the coffin village. And now, he is dead, and these people don't even come to give him a ride.

"The time has come, let's go......"

Uncle Changsheng sighed, patted me on the shoulder, greeted the Eight Immortals, and then we began to send the Ninth Master on the road.

"Oops... Oops......"

The eight immortals shouted, and everyone worked together.

But at this time, everyone was shocked to find that under the joint efforts of the eight immortals to carry the coffin, the coffin did not move at all!

"What's going on? You eight immortals, are you eating ghost food and not doing things? Uncle Changsheng looked at the eight immortals and said coldly.

The Eight Immortals all blushed, and among them, the first one roared, "Brothers, do it again!" Don't disgrace our eight immortals! ”

"Oops, oops..."

The eight immortals once again worked together to lift the coffin, and this time, it was still the same as the last time, and the coffin was still unmoving.

At this time, we all know that it is not that the Eight Immortals eat ghost food and do not do anything, but because there are 'ghosts' in this coffin.

"Uncle, it's not that our eight immortals don't make a contribution, but this coffin is too heavy for us to lift."

As he spoke, the eight immortals stepped forward and took out the deposit, and the eldest of them said to me: "Huohuo, we will return this money to you as it is." We won't carry this coffin either! ”

When I heard this, my heart was in a great hurry.

I hurriedly stepped forward to keep them, but they were determined to leave, and I finally gritted my teeth and decided to add two thousand yuan to each of the eight of them.

The Eight Immortals nodded hesitantly and said let's try again.

This time, I replaced one of the Eight Immortals and stepped forward myself, and then, along with seven other Eight Immortals, stepped forward to carry the coffin.

"Oops, oops......"

We shouted loudly together, and then we carried the coffin together.

"Click..."

Unexpectedly, this time the coffin was successfully lifted.

Seeing this, Uncle Changsheng's frowning brows also relaxed, and then shouted 'go'.

Now, we're really on the road.

After we got on the road, we passed through the doors of some villagers in the coffin village, and they all burned ghost incense, and many people stood at the door, looking at us.

After we were far away, they followed us from afar.

The sadness in my heart couldn't help but become a little stronger.

These people, they don't even wear mourning clothes, where are they here to send the funeral, it's clear, it's to watch the excitement!!

The most hateful thing is that there are a few villagers who are still wearing big red robes, pointing and pointing, talking and laughing. At this moment, if I wasn't carrying the coffin for the ninth master, maybe I would have stepped forward and beat those people severely.

Along the way, I didn't say a word, and at this time in the sky, it was pouring down, but this heavy rain could not extinguish the sadness in my heart.

At that moment, thinking of the ninth master's voice and smile, and thinking of the ninth master's teachings to me in the past, my eyes were red and red as if they had been smeared with chili peppers. The two eyeballs inside were covered with a thick layer of moisture.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but that's just not to the sad place...

At that moment, carrying the coffin, I couldn't help but shed two lines of tears!!

"Eight immortals, in the next journey, you have to cross a river, under your feet, you must take root, don't slide the master on your shoulders down!"

Uncle Changsheng struck a gong in front of him, shouted loudly, and then led us eight immortals across the river in front of us.

This river, about ten meters wide, is the only way to send the ninth master to the mountain.

The long-lived uncle first picked up his trousers and stepped into the river.

Then, our eight immortals didn't even lift their trousers, and directly carried the coffin of the ninth master and stepped on it.

But before he had taken a few steps, one of the Eight Immortals shouted, "Oh no, the coffin has become heavier again!" ”

That's right, at this time, the coffin on the shoulder really became a lot heavier.

But now, even if the coffin becomes heavier, the coffin can't be put down, otherwise, if the coffin gets into the water, won't it wet the 'immortal body' of the ninth master? That's a no-no!

I yelled, "Eight Immortals hold on!" Carry the ninth master across the river, and I will add red envelopes to everyone again!! ”

The Eight Immortals also gritted their teeth, even if the coffin became heavier, they still walked forward.

Although it is extremely difficult to go now, when it comes to this part, naturally no one will give up.

But in this way, in the small river, there was a large school of fish and shrimp, swarming towards us.

Then, the group of fish and shrimp began to hit our submerged calves in the water.

Along the way, we trampled a lot of fish and shrimp to death wherever we passed. But this is not over, those fish and shrimp actually jumped out of the water and hit the coffin of the ninth master.

"Bump, bump, bump..."

That kind of impact is a collision with life. Often, a fish dies immediately after hitting the coffin board once, but just like that, there are still a large number of fish coming forward one after another.

It took more than ten minutes for us to cross this short 10-meter river.

As soon as the river was crossed, the weight of the coffin was reduced again.

But then, what stands in our way is even more tricky than the river......