I only heard the voice say, "Bitter." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At first, I thought I had heard it wrong, so I rubbed my ears vigorously, and yes, the voice was indeed saying, bitter.

I turned my head to look at Lang Gao and asked him if he had heard the voice, he was slightly stunned, and said in a deep voice: "Yes!" ”

I looked at the other people, and the answers they gave me were yes, which made my heart even more hanging, I took a few deep breaths, walked over there, and looked down, and found that the corpse's mouth didn't know when it actually opened, and the previous sound came from the corpse's mouth.

Made, is it a deceitful corpse?

Flashing this thought, my back was cold, and bean-sized sweat drops burst out, and Lang Gao next to me was about the same as me.

"Brother Jiu, what should I do?" Nalang asked in a high tremolo.

I thought about it for a while, and it was all like this, and the corpse must be brought out, otherwise, I was afraid that there would be an incident, so I nodded and said, "If the corpse is pounded out, I don't believe that it can be haunted in broad daylight." ”

With that, I walked towards Shui Qin, explained to her roughly, and then promised again and again that I would do my best to find the grave for Song Guangliang after getting the two corpses.

That Xiang Shuiqin was originally reluctant, and kept muttering to me that she wanted to find the grave for the deceased as soon as possible, until Kong San and his wife came back and knelt in front of her, and she reluctantly agreed.

This made me breathe a sigh of relief, and I asked if I had brought the three white papers.

Where did Kong San dare to stay, he immediately took out the white paper and stuffed it into my hand, I counted it a little, there were about a dozen, what made me depressed was that there was a red envelope in this white paper, I reached out and pinched it, it was very thick, it was estimated that there were about two thousand.

Looking at the red envelope, I asked Kong San, "What are you?" ”

"Huh!" He was stunned, smiled awkwardly, and said, "A little heart, I hope you don't dislike it!" ”

I don't understand what he means, this red envelope is the business of the master's family, what does it have to do with Kong San, and was about to speak, when Kong San immediately spoke: "That's the case, the cost of these two corpses is all on me." ”

As soon as I heard this, where would I be polite to him, and immediately put away the red envelope, Made, a cemetery has been resold several times, and it is light to take a red envelope from him.

Seeing me put away the red envelope, Kong San smiled and said, "Young man, after getting these two corpses, I want to ask you for a favor!" ”

"Not available!" I directly rejected his proposal, and began to tinker with the white paper in my hand, and Kong San didn't seem to be dead, while I was tinkering with the white paper, he kept muttering beside me, saying that I must do him a favor, and that if I didn't help him, his family would be doomed.

In this regard, I chose to ignore it, there is a saying, the cycle of heavenly principles, retribution is not happy, this is not wrong at all, that Kong San for money, stunned two families, if I help him, isn't it to help the abuse?

"Please, young man, help us!" Nakong San knelt down towards me, and his daughter-in-law followed me.

"Not available!" I'm still saying that.

"Brother Jiu!" Nalang shouted at me and whispered, "They both knelt down, if you have a way, help them!" ”

"Yes! Palace Master Chen, if you have a way, help them, and save people's lives to build a seventh-level floating slaughter. Xiang Shuiqin also helped to start saying good things.

I glanced at them, didn't speak, and continued to tinker with the white paper in my hand, intending to tie this white paper into a dark eight immortals, while Lang Gao and the others have been persuading me to help the three husbands and wives.

In the end, I really couldn't stand their persuasion, and said sharply: "Two families, there are ten people in total, just because they are greedy for money, and they kill the two families alive, big brother, how can you let me help them?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Na Lang Gao was stunned for a moment, and he didn't speak, but said to Shui Qin on the side, "Palace Master Chen, that's not what he said, the deceased is dead, should we consider the living people?" ”

I glared at her, "Heaven can still live if you do evil, but you can't live if you do it yourself!" ”

After saying this, I walked towards the tomb with the white paper, then squatted down, and continued to tinker with the white paper in my hand.

That Lang Gao walked up to me and wanted to open his mouth several times, but was stopped by my eyes, so he opened the topic, and he asked me: "Brother Jiu, how long will you be pierced by the Dark Eight Immortals?" ”

"Half an hour!" I replied casually.

"What is the role of the Dark Eight Immortals?" He asked again.

I glanced at him, raised the fish drum in my hand, and said lightly: "The fish drum, the treasure held by Zhang Guolao, there is a saying among the coffin bearers, the fish drum frequently beats with Sanskrit sounds, and can divinate life; And Lu Dongbin's fire dragon pure yang sword, the sword is full of spiritual light, and it can suppress evil and exorcise demons; Han Xiangzi's flute, the purple flute blows a thousand waves of quiet, so that all things breed; He Xiangu's lotus, holding the lotus flower is not stained with dust, and can cultivate self-cultivation; The gourd of the iron canopy of Li, the gourd only has five blessings, which can help sentient beings; Han Zhongli's fan, gently shaking the small fan, can bring the dead back to life; Uncle Cao's jade plate, the jade plate is harmonious and clear, which can purify yin qi; Lan Caihe's flower basket, the flower basket contains no extraordinary products, and it can be widely known to the gods. ”

After saying this, I didn't pay attention to Lang Gao anymore, and the speed at hand couldn't help but speed up a little, after all, this dark eight immortals are not so easy to do, and now that it is close to evening, it must not be completely dark to make the two corpses before, once it is night, God knows if this corpse will change in vain.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Na Lang Gao suddenly jumped up, his tone was a little excited, and said, "Brother Jiu, you just said that Han Zhongli's fan can come back to life, is it true?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "This is a rumor, it shouldn't be true!" ”

I say this because after the incident of the Ten Thousand Towers, I look at the so-called immortality and resurrection very indifferently, and I feel that these things are legends, to put it bluntly, it is fooling people, just listen to it, and it should not be true.

As soon as the words fell, Lang Gao's face shrank suddenly, and said, "Since it's a legend, why do you still tie these things?" ”

I glared at him and said, "Legend is legend, etiquette is etiquette, besides, even if the Dark Eight Immortals are not as effective as the legend, at least it will have some effect, right?" ”

"Okay!" He sighed, walked over to me, and pushed me with his arm, "Brother Jiu, tell me something from your heart, you really don't plan to help the couple?" ”

I sneered and said, "Unless the sky falls, don't expect me to help them." ”

"Why?" He asked.

Instead of answering his question, I asked him, "If you catch a murderer, will you let him go because his family is dying?" ”

When Na Lang Gao heard me say this, he blurted out, "I must not let him go!" ”

I smiled, "By the same token, do you think I'll help them?" ”

After saying this, I don't want to continue to talk to Lang Gao, for me, the couple killed two families, which can be regarded as a good conscience, and now they deserve retribution.

At that moment, I asked Lang Gao to the side to look at the tomb for me, and I continued to tinker with the Dark Eight Immortals.

During the period when I was tinkering with the Dark Eight Immortals, the couple actually chatted with Xiang Shuiqin, and from time to time there would be a sigh, looking at the posture, they were quite familiar.

Getting the dark eight immortals, I looked up at the sky, the small half of the sun has been submerged on the top of the mountain, it should be almost dark, considering that the time is a little urgent, I don't dare to stay longer, immediately put the dark eight immortals in the eight directions of the tomb, and then light the three pillars of incense and insert it in front of the tomb.

After doing this, the couple came over with Xiang Shuiqin, perhaps because of the deceased in the tomb, the three of them didn't dare to get too close, stopped at a distance of one meter from the tomb, and asked Xiang Shuiqin: "Palace Master Chen, do you need us to do something?" ”

I turned my head to glance at her, shook my head, and without saying a word, began to erect a small altar in the tomb, on which were placed not the usual offerings, but three stones, and the Narang asked me why I placed the stones.

To be honest, I don't know why I put stones, it's just that the "Liuding Liujia Burial Sutra" says that the tomb is the best place to place stones for sacrifices.

I smiled bitterly, said I didn't know, wrapped the three stones with the white paper left earlier, and then asked Nakong San, "What are the names of these two deceased?" ”

After saying that, I was afraid that he would mistake the name of the deceased, so I added, "Remember, you must distinguish between the two deceased, don't confuse the names." ”

He was stunned for a moment, discussed with his daughter-in-law, and said, "The deceased above is called Wu Tian, and the deceased below is called Wang Yu." ”

"Are you sure?" I said in a deep voice.

He nodded, "yes, I can't mistake the name." ”

Hearing him say this, I breathed a sigh of relief, the reason why I care so much about the name is because the name of the deceased needs to be written on the stone, and when writing the name, you must follow the rule of the left hand, if you get the name wrong, it is easy to have an accident.

So, I wrote Wu Tian's name on the stone on the left, and then wrote Wang Yu's name on the stone on the right, and as for the stone in the middle, I wrote the name of Taishang Laojun, the purpose of which was to pray for Taishang Laojun to bless the two of them.

To do all this, I first washed my hands on the edge of the reservoir, which was regarded as a respect for Taishang Laojun, and then I tidied up the clothes on my body, bowed to the altar three times, and said loudly: "Today, there is a disciple Chen Jiu, who came to the grave by the order of the Son of Heaven, and I hope you will be more considerate." (PS: The coffin without a queen, the slogan of the party must be based on the order of the Son of Heaven.) ）

After shouting this, I looked stunned, lit three pillars of incense in my hand, circled around the altar three times, and then took the three sticks of incense towards the tomb, I don't know what's going on, just arrived at the edge of the tomb, I always feel that there seems to be something standing there on the altar.

Turning his head, there was no one else standing in that position except Lang Gao, it was really strange, how could this be? (To be continued.) )