After waiting for about seven or eight minutes, my physical strength recovered a lot, and I was about to go to the back of the hall, when I saw Lao Wang walking over with Qing Xuanzi in his arms, the Qing Xuanzi's face was pale, and even a little scary, and he was panting heavily.

I was stunned for a moment and asked him what was going on, but he didn't say anything, but went straight to the hall.

When we came to the hall, we sat down next to the offering table, and Qing Xuanzi, who had never smoked, asked me for a cigarette, and asked me to bring him a red envelope, saying that this Taoist service was done for me, and the red envelope could not be missing.

I didn't think much about it, so I asked Lao Wang for twelve yuan and stuffed it in a red envelope, handed it to the Qing Xuanzi, and asked, "Has the Taoist thing been successful?" ”

He took the red envelope, looked at it, and finally stuffed it into the gossip bag he carried, and sighed: "It's a success!" It's just that... That Lu Yaodong has a deep grudge against you, and in the next nine years, you will have problems with your body. Other things, or the previous sentence, a blank order, Wuhuang is far away from the middle palace, it is a big evil, money, don't count on these nine years, in addition, don't go over in the northwest, remember to remember. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Lao Wang, and said: "Brother Wang, in the meaning of the small way, it is best for you to stay by Xiao Jiu's side for the past nine years, after all, you have been a coffin bearer for decades, and you have accumulated a lot of yin virtue, with you by his side, maybe his fortune has a twist." ”

"Dao Chief!" I was a little anxious and asked, "Why do you have to follow Lao Wang with me, is there something wrong with the Tao?" ”

He shook his head and looked at me for a long time, but he didn't speak. Mr. Fan was like this before, and now Qing Xuanzi is like this, I really can't do anything about him.

The Qing Xuanzi stared at me for about five or six minutes before he opened his mouth and asked, "When the right thing is about to be completed, do you have unbearable abdominal pain?" ”

I nodded and quickly said, "Yes!" ”

"Hey! And so it was! After saying this, the Qing Xuanzi stood up, walked towards the altar in the hall, lit three pillars of incense there, recited a long list of incantations that I did not understand, and finally roared: "E! ”

I was even more puzzled when I watched this scene, wasn't the Tao done, what was he doing?

Just as he was about to step forward, an accident happened, and there was a strange putrid smell in the hall without warning, which was like the smell of a corpse when it was decomposing, and it was like the smell of silt, which was disgusting.

What's going on? I pinched my nose, and before I could think more, there was another gust of wind in the hall, and the wind was very strange, as if it was inexplicably excessive, and it made those papers whirring and whistling.

Made, what the hell is going on?

I walked up to Qing Xuanzi with an arrow and said angrily: "Dao Chief, what the hell are you doing, how can this be? ”

He frowned, stretched out his hand and pointed to Shen Jun's coffin, and said: "Everything in the world, there is a cause and there must be an effect, when he died, his body was not released, so that Lu Yaodong's soul took advantage of the loophole." Just now, Xiao Dao completely sent Lu Yaodong's soul to the underworld, and his corpse would naturally react somewhat, which was a normal phenomenon. ”

As soon as I heard this, I rushed towards Shen Jun's coffin, and glanced into the coffin by the faint light, and saw that Shen Jun's face was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye, first a pair of eyeballs slowly, slowly, bulging out, and then a layer of pale cyan on the cheeks, like liquid, and like particles excreted from the body, which looked particularly disgusting.

Seeing this, the cold hairs on my body exploded all of a sudden, and I subconsciously took two steps back. Qing Xuanzi seemed to have discovered the situation here, walked towards the coffin, glanced at the coffin lightly, and said: "Xiao Jiu, if the corpse is violated by ghosts, it will speed up and decay, this kind of thing, it will not be explained clearly for a while, for the sake of today, the only way to do this is to carry the coffin up the mountain as soon as possible and let the deceased enter the ground." ”

"Don't print seven?" I said in a deep voice.

"The seal must be sealed, otherwise, the soul of the dead will not be at peace." Saying that, the Qing Xuanzi looked up at the weather outside and muttered, "It's obviously sunny these days, how can it rain inexplicably." ”

Hearing him say this, I also wondered in my heart, this rain is indeed strange, and more importantly, I don't know when this rain will fall, according to the decomposition of the corpse, I am afraid that in less than a day, there will be corpse water flowing out.

Thinking of this, I reached out and probed into the coffin, the feeling of my hand was a little soft, this is the prelude to the decomposition of the corpse, it is not good, the corpse will decompose tomorrow morning, this is no way, Hengyang in May, even if it rains, the weather is sultry, sultry.

Subsequently, I told Lao Wang and Gao Lao about the situation inside the coffin, and after they heard it, they said that there was no choice but to let the body decompose. After all, the corpse of the deceased will decompose sooner or later, but Shen Jun decomposes faster than a normal corpse for some special reasons.

I didn't say anything about this, so I finished the coffin, and chatted with Lao Wang and them around the offering table, without saying a word. Since the corpses were decomposing quickly, we were not in high spirits chatting and spent most of our time smoking.

In the second half of the night, we were a little sleepy and took turns to rest on the offering table. In this way, I stayed up until about six o'clock the next morning, when the rain finally stopped, and the shadow of the sun could be faintly seen.

As soon as we saw this weather, all of us breathed a sigh of relief, thinking in our hearts that we could finally 'fix the soul' seal seven now, and we didn't care about the fatigue of our bodies, so we hurriedly cleaned up the rainwater on the Dharma field, and moved the paper ties in the hall to the Dharma field, and were preparing to 'fix the soul', and something unexpected happened to us.

That day, there were dark clouds rolling again, which made us all the eight immortals collectively scold. In desperation, I had to move those paper products back to the hall, and this time I came and went, the original vivid paper products became a little broken, and several paper people's arms even broke holes the size of several thumbs, revealing some bamboo strips.

Thankfully, it didn't rain when we moved the paper back to the hall, and it started pouring down again, as if someone was in control of the weather.

This puzzled all of us, even Mr. Fan has been talking there all the time, saying that he has lived for decades and has never seen such strange weather.

It rained for a day and a night. On the third day, the sky was just dawning, and like the second day, it was vaguely a sunny day, and when we moved the paper to the Dharma field, the sky broke and the dark clouds rolled, which made all of us unable to stand such a toy anymore, and scolded one after another.

It's okay not to scold, but this scolding, the rain in the sky is getting heavier and heavier, and it has been raining for a full day and a night.

On the fourth day, the weather was still like a congenital state, this time, we did not rush to move the paper products, but waited until half past ten in the morning, the sun hung in the sky, and we moved the paper products one after another.

To our madness, as soon as we set up the paperwork, the clouds rolled again, thunder and lightning, and we had to move the paperwork into the hall again.

It wasn't until half past five in the afternoon of the seventh day, the sky finally cleared, this time it was completely clear, and all of us almost didn't cry, Made, this day finally stopped playing with us.

Maybe we were a little too happy, no one took into account the time of the funeral, so they were about to move the paper products to the Dharma field, the old Mr. Fan shouted angrily, and stopped us, he said: "It's the seventh day to move, and if you want to move, you will move it to the tomb with the coffin tomorrow morning." ”

Hearing this, I suddenly came to my senses, asked the eight immortals to put down the paper products in hand, and asked Mr. Fan: "This seal seven has been delayed for seven days, does it mean that the soul of the deceased is detained in the underworld?" ”