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In this kind of torment, after a long time, it seemed like a century, and suddenly, Yang Dalong shouted at me, "Third brother, it's twelve o'clock." ”

I hummed, and immediately slapped the kitchen knife in my hand on the human skin coffin, and there was a clang.

When the voice landed, I raised my voice and shouted: "Buried in Ronghua Pool, living in the rich and noble gate for a long time, the soul belongs to the Buddha, and the eternal virtue still exists." ”

After shouting this, I took a kitchen knife and slapped the human skin coffin six more times, plus the previous one for a total of seven times.

This beat of seven, in the words of the Eight Immortals, is to beat seven, and the same tone is crowded, implying that the dead are not welcome in the yang world, let the dead stay in the underworld, and don't come out to blame and harm people.

Generally, when the coffin is opened, it will only be patted, which means that the evil breath of the coffin will be patted off.

However, at the moment, this human skin coffin is different from ordinary coffins, so I took seven shots.

The Eight King Kongs seemed to see my intentions, staring at me with a pair of eyes, and they didn't speak, but the leader looked at me with a hint of expectation.

I didn't know what he was expecting, and I didn't have time to think about his thoughts, so I immediately lifted the rooster in my hand, turned the head of the human skin coffin three times to the left, then to the right three times, and finally pulled the on the neck with a kitchen knife.

I don't know if the kitchen knife is too blunt, or what's going on, if the knife goes down, the chicken is stunned and doesn't bleed.

I sighed in my heart, I had been worried that there would be an accident when the coffin was opened, but I didn't expect that there would be an accident at this time, I turned my head to look at Yang Dalong, and I saw that his mouth was trembling, probably because I saw that the situation was wrong.

My heart is ruthless, according to this situation, even if this person's skin coffin is cold outside for a night, the evil breath is still very heavy, and I can't care about it so much, I pulled it a few times hard, and the result is the same as before, I was stunned and did not bleed, and the most strange thing is that the was in my hand, as if I was confused by something, neither flapping its wings nor singing.

This scene frightened those people's faces pale, and no one dared to open their voices, and they all looked at me.

"Third brother, this... This..."Then Yang Dalong walked up to me and asked.

I thought about it for a while, but I couldn't answer, so I asked him to find a willow chopping board, and he asked me what I was looking for a chopping board, and I said, kill chickens.

Yang Dalong didn't say a word, and immediately turned around and ran towards the village.

After a while, he came over with a willow chopping board in his hand.

I took the willow chopping board from his hand and circled the coffin three times, saying good things as I went.

After three laps, I put the willow wood cutting board in front of the coffin, and finally pressed the on the cutting board, held a kitchen knife, and cut it according to the's head.

The knife fell, only a bang was heard, and the head of the chicken immediately separated from the chicken.

Suddenly, the chicken blood popped out, drenching me with chicken blood.

The reason why I cut off the heads of chickens is because all the corpses in this cemetery have no heads, to put it bluntly, they are all headless corpses, and I wonder that the headless corpses should correspond to the headless chickens, and only in this way can we comply with the rules of this cemetery.

"Second brother, take the bowl!" I didn't care about the chicken blood on my body, and shouted at Yang Dalong.

That Yang Dalong is also a character, in the face of this situation, he was not afraid, picked up the bowl and handed it to me.

I took the bowl and filled it with a bowl full of chicken blood, and some heat came out of the chicken blood.

According to the usual rules, this chicken blood should be the first time to respect the heavens, respect the earth, and finally respect the dead, considering that the human skin coffin is too heavy, I don't dare to follow the usual way, pick up the chicken blood, make three knots towards the east, and then sprinkle some chicken blood, and then make three kneades towards the west, sprinkle some chicken blood.

The last tribute to the dead, I didn't do it, but took a bite of chicken blood.

"Three... Brother, what are you doing here? "When Yang Dalong saw me drinking chicken blood, his mouth trembled.

I explained: "The chicken blood is yang, I am afraid that the evil qi that will open the coffin will rush to us, and it is best for everyone to take a mouthful of chicken blood, so as not to get caught in the evil when the time comes." ”

As I spoke, I handed him the blood.

Yang Dalong was stunned, probably scared, stunned but didn't dare to answer, and the whole scene calmed down all of a sudden.

What I didn't expect was that just as Yang Dalong was stunned, the leading Eight King Kongs came over, took the chicken blood bowl from my hand, took a sip of it, and said, "Chen Jiu, I believe in you." ”

When I heard this, I looked at the person in surprise, according to my original thoughts, our Eight Immortals and the Eight King Kongs are not right, and it is not possible to say that they will be very red when they meet, but at least they will find me a little pleasure, but what I didn't expect is that this person will be the first to drink chicken blood.

I said a few words to him gratefully, roughly saying that he knew the general and the serious.

He smiled and said, "I don't have any other skills in Liu Wenxuan, I still have this eyesight, I believe you won't harm us." ”

As he spoke, Liu Wenxuan handed the chicken blood towards some of the other Eight King Kongs.

After those Eight King Kongs drank the chicken blood, there was probably less than two-thirds of the chicken blood left, and I said to Yang Dalong, "Second brother, I..."

Before I finished speaking, Yang Dalong took a sip of the chicken blood bowl, then frowned, and asked me: "Third brother, do those relatives of my family want to drink?" ”

I hummed and said, "It's better to drink some, and by the way, when the coffin is opened, they don't look back!" Remember! ”

Soon, Yang Dalong walked towards his relatives with a chicken blood bowl, and the Eight King Kongs were guarding the side of the human skin coffin, because of the chicken blood just now, Liu Wenxuan and I were not as restrained as before, and occasionally said a few words, all about the human skin coffin.

He asked me, "Chen Jiu, after opening the human skin coffin, what are you going to do with this coffin?" ”

I said, "Burn it!" ”

He thought for a moment, "It's not bad to burn it, after all, the inner layer of this human skin coffin must be inlaid with some human skin, if it is burned directly, will it affect the feng shui of the cemetery?" ”

I understand what he means, most of the human skin used in ordinary human skin coffins are peeled off from other deceased, to put it bluntly, it looks like burning human skin coffins, but in fact it is burning another corpse.

Once the corpse is involved, the burning of the coffin will definitely require some rituals.

At the moment, I said, "In your opinion, what should I do?" ”

He smiled, "Parents who have been exposed to the skin of the body will naturally hold some ceremonies, and finally bury the human skin coffin in the tomb and erect a wordless monument!" ”

As soon as I heard it, I immediately wondered, if I remember correctly, this side is mainly cremation, and listening to the meaning of Liu Wenxuan, it seems that he attaches more importance to entering the earth for peace, so I asked him: "Are you not afraid that some people will look at you unpleasantly?" ”

I am alluding to Wang Muyang, after all, Wang Muyang is the helmsman in the north, and he usually has his eyes and ears for large and small funerals. (To be continued.) )