Just when I was stunned, the senior guy pushed me and said, "Chen Baxian, why are you still stunned, what are you doing now?" Do you continue to print seven according to Mr. Fan's wishes, or find a way to connect the right arm of the paper man? ”

I stopped at him, didn't speak, walked straight to the coffin of the deceased, made three waves, and said in a loud voice: "There is a law of the yang in life, and there is a law in the underworld in death. ”

As I spoke, I scooped up some yellow paper, rubbed it on the spirit flag, lit it, divided it into three piles, and while burning, I said: "The deceased has paid the price for his actions before his death, and if the three continue to make trouble, it is no wonder that the three of them will use the three true fires to make the three disappear from the world completely." ”

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere around him suddenly changed, the air became a little fresh, and a very peculiar sound faintly came, listening closely, it was a bit like the screams of the deceased when he died.

Hearing this voice, I was happy in my heart, it was really those three murders that led to a series of strange things, no wonder these days, I have always felt that something is wrong, and I can't say what is wrong, after a long time, the source of the strange thing lies in the three murders.

In this way, I found that my cup was very thorough, and I actually used nine years of qi to transport away Lu Yaodong's soul. Made, if this is left in normal times, at most, it is to ask the Taoist priest to do a Taoist thing to invite Lu Yaodong's soul away, and now...

I really want to die, all of this is just because of those three murders, if I had noticed those three murders earlier, this funeral would not have happened so many strange things, maybe the deceased has already been buried in the ground, and there is no need to put it in the hall for so long, causing the body to decompose and not be human.

Huh, sometimes think about it, things in the world are like this, just like being a human being, from birth to adulthood, living in a mess, when you are old, looking back, you find that you don't know how to live this life at all, you are already old.

At that time, I was at a chaotic age, pursuing funeral etiquette and satisfying the wishes of the deceased, completely unaware that the reason why the funeral would happen was not the reason of the deceased itself, but some external factors.

For example, from the beginning to the end, I didn't think about the three murders of the deceased at all, but I kept looking for what the deceased needed and what style of funeral to satisfy the deceased, so that the soul of the deceased could be smoothly sent to the underworld.

Some people say that the saplings look forward to growing into towering trees, and the young eagles yearn for soaring eagles, and I, like those plants and animals, aspire to become a coffin bearer like Wang Muyang, take a piece of my own degree plate, and spread the funeral I respect to the whole province and even the whole country, so that each deceased can have a funeral of their own will after death, instead of sending the corpse to the stove to become a stack of white ash because of some external factors.

At that moment, I felt like I had grown a lot, at least mentally more mature than before. No, as soon as I found out that the reason for this funeral was the murder of those three people, I immediately asked the senior guy to put three piles of tribute next to the coffin, and asked the eight immortals on the side to go to Walker Village to carry some candle ingots over, and divide them into three piles and burn them to the three unknown souls.

After arranging these things, I suddenly remembered the seven days of the previous seal, when it was raining all the time, and the spirits of the deceased were imprisoned in the underworld by demons, according to our customs.

And now it seems that the souls of the deceased are not imprisoned by the ghosts, but the three souls.

At that moment, I ran to Qing Xuanzi and told him about the situation, asking him if he had any Taoist skills that could save the soul of the deceased.

He glanced up at me, continued to sing the night song, and did not speak, but stretched out his finger and pointed to the coffin, then to the paper figures, and finally to Mr. Fan.

I didn't understand what he meant, but I began to speculate about what he meant, thinking that he was singing a night song at this time, and it must be inconvenient to speak.

After thinking about it for a while, I finally decided that he should let me continue to print seven, as for whether the soul of the deceased can be released, it depends on whether the seal seven can be successfully printed.

I told Qing Xuanzi what I was thinking.

After hearing this, he nodded, looked at the sky, and waved his hand at me again, meaning that I should hurry up and seal seven.

I didn't stay too long in front of him, so I walked to the coffin, finished my waist three times in the coffin, said a lot of good things, and made a promise, saying that I would ask the Taoist priest to do a Taoist thing for the three souls afterwards, so as to help them go down to the underworld as soon as possible and enjoy the normal numerological reincarnation.

After doing this, I returned to the paper man again, as the so-called, the wicked have their own evil retribution, this Shen Jun did a lot of evil during his lifetime, and those paper people's broken arms can also be regarded as retribution, not that ordinary people like me can change, all I can do is to try to do a good job in this seal seven.

So, I waved the spirit flag a few times, and recited a sentence, Eryin Southern Bingding fire, descendants rich and rich, and then ignited the paper man and paper to tie the house, as for the broken right arm, I thought about it for a while, and finally lit the fire.

This time the fire was particularly smooth, there was not even a little deviation, and after about a while, the paper man and the paper house burned clean.

Seeing this situation, the big stone in my heart finally fell, and the previous guess should be completely correct.

After that, I continued to make three seals, which went well, and the fourth, fifth, and sixth seals were still very smooth, which made everyone present breathe a sigh of relief, and even Mr. Fan threw a satisfied look at me.

Next, there is the most important part of the whole Seal Seven, which is the Seventh Seal. This seventh seal is a great deal of detail, first of all, to determine whether the soul of the deceased has been returned to the coffin, secondly, to determine whether the paper bundles burned in front of it are valid, and finally to determine whether the wish of the deceased has not been fulfilled.

To tell you the truth, I don't have any faith in the seventh seal, for three reasons, one is that the deceased did a lot of evil in his life, and his soul will be returned to the coffin, and he will definitely go through the judgment of the devil, which is said to be extremely strict, and I don't know what the specific strict law is, but I know that the person who dies in the seventh day of the first month is not blessed in itself.

Second, to prove whether the previously burned paper tie is effective, it depends on whether it will be windy at the time of the seventh seal. According to folklore, the wind blowing at this time was the yin wind generated by the imps sent to fetch the paper figures and the paper houses.

Third, the unfulfilled wish of the deceased, this is the bottom of the riddle, I never said anything to him before the deceased died, how do I know what wish he has. Besides, the only little boss who was familiar with the deceased didn't know where he was, which made me feel sorry for the deceased's wishes.

Combining these three points, I didn't dare to take the seventh seal lightly, so I kept standing in front of the last pile of paper products in a daze, and my mind kept thinking about how the seventh seal should start, and how to make the whole seventh seal perfect.