As soon as I found out that the Fire Dragon Pure Yang Sword had been stolen, I first called Lang Gao, and he gave me a very direct answer, saying that he would go to the police station to report the case. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I didn't agree, the main reason is that the Fire Dragon Pure Yang Sword is not like an outsider, but someone from inside our Eight Immortal Palace.

At this point, a person's name came to my mind, Han Jingui.

Without any hesitation, I immediately dialed Han Jingui's phone, rang for a long time and no one answered, and I made eight or nine calls in a row, but no one answered.

Until the tenth call, a woman's voice came, the voice was very magnetic, and said, "Xiao Jiu! Lao Gui went to Shanghe Village and forgot to bring his mobile phone, what are you looking for him? ”

I thought about it for a moment, casually said that it was okay, and hung up the phone in a hurry.

After hanging up the phone, I sat on the bed in a daze with my scabbard in my arms, Made, who stole my sword while I was not at home?

To say that this Fire Dragon Pure Yang Sword, in the hands of ordinary people, it is estimated to be an antique, with a market price of more than 300,000 yuan, but in the hands of our Eight Immortals, it is a priceless treasure, I remember Han Jingui told me that life can be lost, and the Fire Dragon Pure Yang Sword must not be lost.

Once the Fire Dragon Pure Yang Sword is lost, it will undoubtedly be a blasphemy against Lu Zu, and it will even affect the luck of the Eight Immortal Palace.

Made, I cursed secretly, if it was stolen by the Eight Immortals, it would be nothing more than peeking into the position of the Palace Master of the Eight Immortals, and if it was stolen by outsiders, it would be sold as an antique nine times out of ten. If it's really stolen by someone, and there is a vast sea of people, where can I find it!

For a while, I felt uncomfortable, and I flipped through it at home again, but I was very disappointed, the Fire Dragon Pure Yang Sword was really lost.

In desperation, I immediately ran to the neighbor next door and asked if they had noticed anyone with suspicious signs approaching my house, and the neighbor told me that not long after I left, there were indeed people approaching my house, as if there were more than a dozen people, and the leader was Han Jingui.

Hearing this, I was a little confused, could it be that Han Jingui stole the Fire Dragon Pure Yang Sword?

I thought about it for a while, if Han Jingui stole the Fire Dragon Pure Yang Sword, with his temperament, he should not be able to sell the sword. The reason is that during Han Jingui's tenure as the palace master, the Fire Dragon Pure Yang Sword has always been kept by him, and if he wanted to sell it, he would have sold it a long time ago, so there was no need to wait until now to sell it secretly.

Then, if he steals the sword now, it is very likely that he is forcing me to abdicate, to put it bluntly, he wants to be the palace master.

I sneered, didn't speak, said thank you to my neighbor's uncle, and rushed straight to Shanghe Village.

It was about 2 o'clock in the morning when I arrived at Shanghe Village.

There is only one word difference between Shanghe Village and Xiahe Village, but their economic conditions are very different, and the mud-brick houses, especially the hall houses, are crumbling, as if a heavy rain can wash away the halls. Sometimes I really want to say that a village has capable people, and it is still helpful to the whole village.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that some people who have money often like to invest in their hometown and build their hometown, which is a good atmosphere and worth promoting.

As soon as they entered the village, Lang Gao and the others seemed to be busy in the hall house to open the road tomorrow, while Song Guangliang's descendants sat on a flat in front of the hall house, as if they were arguing about something, and there were many people around the side, which should be some relatives of the deceased.

"No, you can't do that at a funeral! The cause of the father's death must be ascertained. ”

"Also check a hammer, it must be a few grams of dog Lai's death, arrest him and go to the official."

"What kind of society is it, and I still believe in that set of superstitions."

"If you don't believe in superstition, why do you do a funeral, just burn the corpse and finish it, and future generations will also have peace of mind."

Listening to their quarrels, I shook my head and smiled bitterly, saying that every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, which is not bad at all, and every family seems to be very harmonious, however, there are a few people who know the troubles of the family.

At that moment, I walked over to them.

When the men saw me coming, they immediately stopped arguing, and a young man in his early twenties came over. I have seen this young man, who was in the midst of the funeral in the Eight Immortals Palace, and when he entered the door, he said to me that he wanted me to handle the funeral.

"Chen Baxian, you are here!" The man shook my hand and stuffed me with a red envelope.

I stretched out my hand and pinched it, estimated to be two hundred yuan, and I was not polite, put away the red envelope, and asked him, "What are you?" ”

He smiled awkwardly and said, "This is not the place to talk, let's go home first." ”

I hummed and walked after him, followed by several people, all relatives of the deceased.

At this moment, Lang Gao seemed to notice that I was coming, and shouted, "Brother Jiu, are you here?" ”

I stopped and answered.

In less than a few seconds, Lang Gao ran out of the hall, first nodded at Song Guang to show etiquette, and then pulled me and said, "Brother Jiu, you come here, I have something to do with you." ”

I wanted to ask him something, but when I saw that Lang Gao's face was wrong, I had to smile apologetically at the master's house, let the master wait for a while, and then followed Lang Gao to a fairly remote place.

"Big brother, what can't you say in front of the master's family?" I asked, confused.

He thought for a moment, raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of the hall, and said, "Brother Jiu, there is a question that I have always wanted to ask you!" ”

"Huh?" I was stunned for a moment and motioned for him to continue.

He said, "Brother Jiu, what basis do you have for the deceased to open the way tomorrow?" ”

When he said this, Lang Gao's tone was a little weird.

This made me very puzzled, usually for funerals, as long as I say it, Lang Gao will do what I tell me, and now listening to his tone, it seems to be questioning me.

At that moment, I asked him, "Why do you say that?" ”

He didn't think about it, so he said: "Brother Jiu, when I came to Shanghe Village, someone stopped me and talked about the rules for the dead on the Qingming Festival, saying that Song Guangliang's death was a bit strange, and it was best to wait until the Qingming Festival was completely over before the funeral." ”

As soon as I heard this, I glanced at him in surprise, let the Qingming Festival be completely over? Too long, right? You must know that the Qingming Festival has always had the saying of three in the morning and seven in the evening, which means that the first three days and the next seven days of the Qingming Festival are considered the Qingming Festival.

If the Qingming Festival is really over, it will take at least five days to wait, and the corpse may already stink by then, and the funeral is the most taboo for the corpse to stink, especially in the case of Song Guangliang, the best way is to put the corpse into the ground as soon as possible, and the longer it is placed in the hall, the heavier the evil will be.

"No way!" I directly rejected Lang Gao's proposal.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Jiu, no, there is no way, that You Shusong doesn't know what means to use to persuade the main family, so that the main family agrees to start the funeral for the deceased on the seventh day after the Qingming Festival." ”

"Grass!" I cursed and said, "Isn't this nonsense?" If anything happens to the deceased, who is particularly responsible? (To be continued.) )