I glanced up at Lang Gao and explained: "The so-called soul chopping, this is the ancient saying, using a kitchen knife to cut the soul flag, which means that the soul of the deceased disappears between heaven and earth, because the soul chopping is against the heavens, it will attract the harassment of the surrounding lonely souls and wild ghosts, and the Nine Dragons jade belt must be tied around the waist, so that you can get a little royal gas and suppress the lonely souls and wild ghosts around you." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

He thought for a moment and asked, "Brother Jiu, do you mean whose soul are they going to cut down?" ”

"It should be Grandma Ewha Girl!"

After saying this, he was puzzled, that Fu Guohua benchmarked filial piety, everything he did was to let his mother and Old Man Fu be together for the rest of his life, but now he is using the ritual of cutting souls, what is going on? Don't... Are they planning to make Grandma Ewha disappear between heaven and earth first, and then bury their bodies together for generations?

If that's the case, then it's too vicious, completely perverted, the soul is scattered, and the bones are together, who thought of this idea?

At this point, I thought about it, and Na Lang Gao said: "Brother Jiu, let's watch it first!" What if..."

I understand what he means, he is afraid that if it is not a soul cut, I rush over, not only can I not help the deceased, but I will put myself in danger, but, in front of this situation, I don't care so much, in case the real soul is cut, once this ritual is completed, the deceased can really become the dead, and there is no afterlife to say.

Made, I stood up and slammed out, Na Lang Gao wanted to catch up, I made a gesture to him, meaning to let him squat in the pen now, if something happened to me, he could help.

Na Lang Gao was stunned for a moment, finally nodded, and gave me another look, meaning to let me be careful.

I hummed and walked straight to the hall.

Before I arrived at the door of the hall, I saw that the lid of Old Man Fu's coffin was lifted open a thin slit, about half a fist in size, and I could vaguely see that there were shiny white bones inside, diffusing a bone-chilling cold, and below the coffin were four round wooden stakes, on which a dragon was depicted, lifelike.

Next to the coffin is a wooden shelf, strictly a meat stand. Because, I found that the corpse on the wooden shelf, the left arm and right leg have been removed, the fracture is sealed with adhesive tape, and the adhesive paper is pasted with two yellow/color talismans, perhaps because the corpse began to rot, there is a very strange smell around the corpse, that smell has an indescribable, unclear feeling, as long as you smell it, the whole person is dizzy.

Made, I cursed secretly, these brutes really did something to the corpse, I don't seem to understand, they treat the corpse like this, and they are not afraid of being struck by the thunder.

At that moment, I immediately rushed towards the hall, the group of people knelt on the ground and were very attentive, no one noticed my arrival, I was also on fire, glanced around, and found that there was a crockpot not far away, which seemed to contain some white ash, without any hesitation, I picked up the earthen pot and slammed it on the door of the hall.

According to what we say, smashing the clay pot has the meaning of breaking inside, but as long as the white ash is filled inside, there is the meaning of destruction inside.

I was also in a hurry at that time, and I didn't think about it that much at all, when I heard a loud 'bang', the sound of a crockpot hitting the ground.

In an instant, the whole hall was white, and those who knelt on the ground had some white lime on their heads, and at first glance, they thought that they had a white cloth on their heads.

"Chen Jiu, are you crazy?"

The first to react was Fu Hao, who glared at me with angry eyes.

I was stunned for a moment and explained: "Boss Fu, they are defiling the bones of Old Man Fu, how can you agree!" ”

What puzzled me was that Fu Hao's reaction was so strange, as if he hadn't heard my words, but said something inexplicable, he said: "Chen Jiu, hurry up and get out of Lao Tzu, otherwise, don't blame us for being unkind to you." ”

We? It is these two words that make me have another view of Fu Hao, he has become a group of people with Fu Guohua?

No, according to the normal situation, he should have fallen out with Fu Guohua, after all, Fu Guohua wants to demolish his grandfather's bones, as a direct descendant, who can accept this kind of thing?

At that moment, I stared at him for a while, and then shouted: "Boss Fu, you are sober, they... They're slashing souls, as long as..."

"Enough, Chen Jiu!" Fu Guohua on the side suddenly spoke, his voice was very loud, and it shook my eardrums with pain, "I let you go before, just because I used to be your senior brother, if you insist on making trouble again, don't blame me Fu Guohua for turning his face and being ruthless." ”

After speaking, the dozens of people kneeling on the ground stood up in unison, dozens of pairs of eyes staring at me, as if if they would tear me apart directly if I didn't agree, and strangely, the woman standing at the front didn't pay attention to this scene, but continued to be busy with the matter at hand.

Seeing this, I swept over everyone one by one, and I don't know why, I always felt that Fu Hao seemed to be different from usual, especially his eyes, giving people a hollow feeling, I tentatively shouted Boss Fu, that Fu Hao ignored me, and his eyes were still the same as before, empty and godless.

"Chen Jiu, have you made enough trouble?" That Fu Guohua called me coldly.

I ignored him, and my eyes kept stopping at Fu Hao. Made, what the hell is going on with this Fu Hao, his eyes used to give people a sharp and sharp edge, but now they are so empty and godless, if you want to say that there is no reason in the middle, I don't believe it.

When Fu Guohua saw me staring at Fu Hao, his face turned cold, turned his head and muttered a few words to the woman, and then stared at me viciously, and said: "Chen Jiu, my master told you to get out as soon as possible, if you delay the hour, don't blame us for turning our faces and being ruthless." ”

Hearing this, I felt like I had been struck by lightning, and I was numb from head to toe, master, he just called the woman to call master? In other words, that woman is also my master? I couldn't believe all this in front of me, since I entered the coffin carrying industry, I have been thinking all the time, what is the sacredness of my master, to my imagination, my master is actually a middle-aged woman, and she is still doing such an inhumane thing as cutting souls.

I can't accept all this in front of me, in my imagination, the master is definitely a master of the world, he looks down on the red dust, retreats to the deep mountains and old forests, or has been hiding in the dark, quietly watching me. Once upon a time, I imagined the appearance of my master, with a crane-haired face, a blue robe, and a white beard on his chin, or a sickly, wrinkled face, and the appearance of a dying tree.

However, no matter what the image of the master is, he is definitely a good person in my heart, a really good person.