There is a gentle slope at the foot of Guitou Mountain, where the view is wide from south to north, and here is the tomb land formed spontaneously in Zhongwang Village. Mr. Feng Shui said that the land under the Guitou Mountain is the best choice for the upper and lower houses.

There are about 300 relatives of the Yang family plus villagers who watch the excitement, not because the Yang family has a wide range of connections, but in recent years, there are few such customs of yin marriage in the village, and everyone also wants to open their eyes.

Ke Chuanxu and Xu Xiaoxian were mixed in the funeral procession.

Originally, Ke Chuanxu didn't want to get involved in Yang Dapang's funeral and yin marriage, he felt that this was a farce, and if he got involved, he would definitely get into trouble.

There is a saying that the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, Xu Xiaoxian's appearance changed his original intention, the little fairy was frightened, and regarded him, a little god, as the backbone, and took one step at a time, making him feel comfortable and couldn't stop......

Ke Chuanxu has seen such beautiful cuties on TV, but it is rare to see them in real life. In Zhongwang Village and even the whole township, I can't find such a girl who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world.

He looked down at his dress, and then at the beautiful Xu Xiaoxian, and suddenly felt 100% ashamed of himself...... However, his special skills are enough to support his self-confidence.

The cold Xu Xiaoxian seemed to have found a long-lost confidant and whispered to him along the way.

Suddenly, the funeral procession stopped, and there was a panic ahead...... Then there was a cry.

Xu Xiaoxian said: "Why did you stop?" ”

Ke Chuanxu grabbed her milky white down jacket: "Follow me to the front to have a look." ”

The huge coffin fell to the ground, and the eight coffin bearers looked at each other, holding wooden sticks broken in two!

Yang Dapang's parents cried into tears, and the reason is not difficult to understand: at the time of the funeral, the coffin cannot fall to the ground. That is to say, the coffin bearer can be replaced when he is tired, but the coffin must not be placed on the ground, which is the most taboo thing.

Ke Chuanxu looked at the wooden stick that was broken into two in their hands, and suddenly realized that the wooden stick of the coffin bearer was broken when he was about to enter the cemetery! The four wooden sticks were broken in unison! It's incredible! He noticed a little black-red blood oozing from the bottom of the coffin......

Ke Chuanxu gasped, and the Tai Chi Bagua Mirror on his chest began to heat up again.

Xu Xiaoxian wiped her tears and comforted her aunt.

The supreme old man's face was ugly, he took out a red rune paper from the wide gossip fairy clothes, and took out a handful of cinnabar powder from the backpack with his right hand and sprinkled it on the coffin! Suddenly, I saw this cinnabar powder fluttering in the air, instantly forming a barrier, which lasted for a long time!

"Open your eyes in front of the Yama Palace, but you are sad to achieve marriage! Bless the newlyweds in the world of bliss, happy events and longevity......"

Wu Shang Lao Dao read the words, and the peach wood sword in his hand drew a beautiful arc, leading the talisman paper to stick on the head of the coffin.

Ke Chuanxu couldn't help it: "Master Wu......"

Wushang Daoist was stunned for a moment, and saw a big boy standing in front of him.

"What's the matter?"

"Yang Dapang is my childhood friend, I don't want you to treat him like this!"

The Taoist smiled slightly: "What do children know?" His parents asked me to do a wedding for him. Move! Don't disturb the ceremony of the newlyweds entering the cave room! ”

"Hehe, put away your set! It's just a matter of you deceiving a layman these two times, don't show off your Taoism in front of me! ”

Wu Shang Lao Dao looked up and down at the sloppy young man standing in front of him: "What's your name?" How dare you disturb the Poor Dojo!

"Master Wushang, may I ask which sect of Taoism you come from?"

"Is this something that a child should know?"

Ke Chuanxu carelessly took off the Tai Chi Bagua Mirror from his neck, and the Wushang Taoist was stunned: "You, you...... Where did these things come from? ”

Ke Chuanxu smiled and put the Tai Chi Bagua Mirror on his neck again: "How did the treasure passed down by the family teacher steal it?" It seems that Master Wushang recognizes this treasure. ”

"Yes, this gossip mirror is the ancestor's belongings, how can you not recognize it?"

Ke Chuanxu nodded: "This is very clear, the Xuanzhen Daoist of Longhu Mountain is my master, since you call him the ancestor, I am your uncle." ”

Wu Shang Lao Dao's face flushed: "You dare to take advantage of me?" My master has set up another sect in Maoshan, and I have only one side relationship with my master. ”

Ke Chuanxu spread his hands: "No way, the seniority is here, you have to call me uncle." Don't you feel that today's marriage is very turbulent? From Qi Lianpo coming to disturb the dojo, to the village chief to stop it, and finally to the cemetery, the coffin bearer's pole was broken again...... Could it all be a coincidence? ”

"Of course it was an accident...... As the saying goes, the coffin of the funeral does not fall to the ground, and I am doing what is doing to bless the souls of the husband and wife to rest in peace. ”

Ke Chuanxu said contemptuously: "You still dare to call yourself a disciple of Maoshan? This peachwood sword in your hand should be able to feel the abnormality! Open your hands and let me see! ”

Wushang Lao Dao clutched the peachwood sword tightly: "After you finish reading the spell, it won't work." Let's step aside and wait for me to finish the rituals. ”

Ke Chuanxu walked closer and vigorously broke the old man's fingers, only to see a few blood marks on the handle of the peachwood sword!

Ke Chuanxu said in a low voice: "It's too despicable to control this peachwood sword with your own blood!" ”

Lao Dao shuddered: "How do you know?" ”

Ke Chuanxu squinted his eyes: "You know better than me in your heart, it's just that you pretend to be a ghost to cheat money!" ”

Wushang Lao Dao looked at the master of ceremonies with a pleading eye: "Where is the poor boy, hurry up and take it away for me!"

The master of ceremonies immediately instructed several strong men under his command to push Ke Chuanxu to the back of the team.

Xu Xiaoxian ran over nervously: "You're not injured, are you?" ”

"Alas! You shouldn't be nosy today, how nice it is to bask in the sun at home! I had a showdown with Lao Dao, and in terms of generation, he was my nephew. Afraid that I would delay his good deeds and drive me out. Sooner or later, the old man will lose his conscience and burn himself! ”

The master of ceremonies hurriedly rescued the scene and snatched the broken wooden stick from the coffin bearer's hand: "The wooden sticks are all bad, go get a new one!" ”

Half an hour later, the coffin bearers lifted the coffin again, and finally reached its destination, where the big red coffin stopped in front of a large earthen pit that had been dug and sat north and facing south.

The master of ceremonies holds a red cinnabar pen and points it on the eyes of the paper cow paper horse and the two servants who are easy to use and use, which is called the finishing touch.

The big red coffin was slowly lowered into the dug pit.

Yang Dapang's parents cried bitterly, and the master of ceremonies hurriedly supported the big fat father and comforted: "Your son is doing a happy event, don't cry, tears falling at the wedding scene are very unlucky!" ”

Only then did the couple stop their grief and hold back.

Xu Xiaoxian asked quietly: "Brother Xu, there is a problem with my cousin's burial in the yin marriage, what should I do in the future?" She was nervous and didn't know what to say.

"See the blood coming out of the coffin?"

"See, whose blood is that?"

"Based on the time of death and the color of the blood, it should be Ma Liuqing's. The cause of Ma Liuqing's death is very strange, if he is buried with your cousin, then your cousin Yang Da Fat's soul will be disturbed! ”

"Hurry up and think of a way!"

Ke Chuanxu stared at Xu Xiaoxian's handsome face: "There is a way, can you cooperate with me?" ”