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Ding Ermiao had no choice, so he shook his spirits and continued to do the dojo, ringing the bell and singing.

Suddenly, with a casual glance, he found that Gu Qinglan and Ji Xiaoxiao were staring at him, with a little smile on the corner of his mouth. It must be their own death, a bit like the virtue of the dancing god, so it caused them to laugh.

looked back, but saw that Wan Junming kneeling at the end of the crowd, also looking like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

"You have a lot of fun listening to me singing Lotus Fall, don't you?" Ding Ermiao's mind moved, and he said secretly, wait for you to look good.

In the sound of tight and loose bells, Ding Ermiao continued to die.

"A glass of wine, praise, in the past, Peng Zu had a high life, but now it is not in vain, he is 800 years old, and he will inevitably run away from life and death. Life and death are empty, and they will never be traced, unless they are painted on paper. Dedicate a glass of wine to the soul of the dead and send it to the heavenly palace.

Two cups of wine, praise, three emperors and five emperors have high merits, and now they are not in vain, and the masters of the mountains and rivers are inevitably running away from life and death. Life and death are resting, a dream is paid to Zhuang Zhou, and it is difficult to keep the pile of gold and jade. Dedicate two glasses of wine to the soul and send it to the mound.

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Three glasses of wine, praise, Kong Xueyan is talented, and now he is not in vain, and his life is thirty-two, and he will inevitably run away from life and death. A wave of life and death, the soul is broken in Nanke, and the cuckoo cries blood and laments. Dedicate three glasses of wine to the soul of the deceased and send Da Luo ......"

Every time he sang a paragraph, the filial nephew would toast another glass of wine.

Ding Ermiao looked at the child, kneeling for more than two hours, it was hard enough, so he waved at Mr. Geography and motioned for him to let the child retreat.

Then, Ding Ermiao pointed with his hand and asked Wan Junming to kneel in front.

"...... me?" Wan Junming was surprised and pointed to his nose and asked.

It stands to reason that he is a distant relative, and he belongs to the role of soy sauce in the funeral procession, toasting and worshipping, how can it be his turn?

Ding Ermiao nodded, looking solemn.

"Come on!" Mr. Geography also came to urge.

Wan Junming had no choice but to get up and walk forward and kneel down in front of the spiritual seat.

Seeing Wan Junming kneeling, Ding Ermiao continued to ring the bell and sang:

"The peony is gorgeous, the flower is not red for a thousand days, and the person is dignified, how can there be a hundred years of life? Qingluan Ming, white crane dance, the sun and the moon are the same as the present and the ancient, the boy on the horizon comes to welcome, and drinks three cups of Dengzi Mansion ....... The first dedication is finished, and the second dedication should be done. ”

Mr. Geography pointed on the side and said to Wan Junming: "Pour the wine quickly, toast!" ”

In front of everyone's eyes, Wan Junming didn't dare not listen, so he had to kneel on the ground, pour a glass of wine, and then pour it on the ground.

"The bright moon is in the sky, there is also a round and a shortage, life in the world, it is inevitable to die and live, and the change of life and death, such as the reincarnation of the sun and the moon. Paying tribute to the dead, pouring wine and offering ......"

Wan Junming poured wine again and toasted.

Ding Ermiao continued to ring the bell and sang: "A glass of fragrant wine and singing, what has happened in the past and present? The red sun is sinking in the west, and there are many tears in the sunset. First take a cup of wine, drink it widely, and fill it with a full cup. Pour three offerings of wine before the spirit......"

In the bell of Dangdangdang, Wan Junming toasted for the third time, thinking in his heart, after this toast, there should be no business of his own, right?

Who knew that Ding Ermiao shook the bell and opened his mouth again:

"A divine, a dream of yellow sorghum, where are the three emperors and five emperors? Peng Zu has a long life span of 800, and Yan Hui returns to Xianxiang in 48. Ganluo was the prime minister in the twelve, and the prince was eighty and met the king of Wen. The sea has been boiling several times, the mulberry field has changed several times, and there is a circle of faith and knowledge. Life and death are fateful, and wealth is in the sky. Ancient and modern things are the same, and there is no need to regret Jiuquan. Before preparing for the good fruit and offering the soul, there is no way to talk about a thousand words. May all requests be fulfilled, and burn money and paper before the Spirit......"

Mr. Geography hurriedly handed the paper money to Wan Junming and pointed: "Burn paper, burn paper." ”

Wan Junming had no choice but to take the paper money and throw it in the brazier one by one.

"Erdian wine, Mengzhuang Zhou, which one can live for hundreds of years? The water flows eastward under the sunset bridge, and the persuasion of the monarch is not forced. Since ancient times, the country is still the same, and the clouds are sad and hateful. Where is the Shi Pavilion? Where does Liang Wangyuan exist? The vicissitudes of life have changed to the old Jiangcun, and it was in vain to settle down in the past. A pot of turbid wine, drunk and long. The general conclusion of his life's career is to seek the path of life. Before preparing the shortbread for the soul, there is no way to talk about a thousand words. May the entry and exit be safe, and burn money and paper before the spirit......"

Wan Junming knelt stiffly, but he didn't dare to get up, and continued to burn paper with Ding Ermiao's command.

"Three liquors, Mengnanke, 100 years old have passed in a flash. The two rounds of the sun and the moon are as fast as a shuttle, jumping out of the sea of bitterness and leaving love. Reciting the holy name and reciting the golden branch, a thousand sins will be consumed. Before preparing for the incense tea and offering the soul, there is no way to talk about a thousand words. But I pray that my wish can be fulfilled, and burn money and paper in front of the spirit......"

Dangdangdang......

Ding Ermiao tortured Wan Junming while paying attention to the situation on the tablet.

After such a long time of chanting and chanting mantras, toasting and offering tea, the tablet gradually stopped trembling, and it seemed that the great achievement was in sight.

Hearing Ding Ermiao's interesting and rhyming singing, the room was silent, and everyone listened attentively. Gu Qinglan and Ji Xiaoxiao were even more energetic, and they also came forward to listen to Ding Ermiao continue to sing.

"A white cloud floats outside the sky, and the fairy family went to the peach yesterday. In the morning and dusk, there was no trace, and I suddenly heard the firmament thinking about it. A tea, a dream of Huangliang, how often is life? Yan returned to Xianxiang in four or eight years, since ancient times, the three emperors and the five emperors are inevitably impermanent. ”

Mr. Geography came to point out Wan Junming again, and said, "Offer tea, offer tea!" ”

Wan Junming almost collapsed, holding the ground with one hand and pouring tea with the other, eager to splash the tea in his hand on Ding Ermiao's face.

"A round of red sun sinks westward, and the sky vibrates with voices. I didn't feel that Caiyun was born, and he went to Pengying with the fairy. Erdian tea, Mengzhuang Zhou, how many autumns is life? The water flows eastward under the sunset bridge, and there are idle flowers and wild grasses everywhere, always floating ......"

"Tea again, tea again!" Mr. Geography is here again.

Wan Junming poured another cup of tea and poured it on the ground.

"Yesterday, the Havoc was refined, and white flowers bloomed under the Winter Moon Mountain. There is no shop on the road to the underworld, and the soul lays three cups of tea. Sandian tea, Mengnanke, how much is life? The two rounds of the sun and the moon are as fast as a shuttle, the mulberry field is changing, and the time is ......"

This time, Wan Junming mastered the rhythm, and without waiting for Mr. Geography's guidance, he poured a cup of tea and poured it on the ground.

Then, Wan Junming straightened his waist and whispered to Mr. Geographic, "I...... Urgency, I need to go to the toilet! ”

Mr. Geography didn't dare to call the shots, and looked at Ding Ermiao.

Ding Ermiao glared at Wan Junming and said, "Kneel down, don't talk nonsense!" Without waiting for Wan Junming to speak, Ding Ermiao shook the bell again and continued to overtake the undead.

Singing on his lips, Ding Ermiao was smiling evilly in his heart. This Wan Junming, he didn't arch when he gave him cabbage, and today I want him to know that it is powerful. Just took this opportunity to have a communiqué personal vendetta and suffocate him to pee his pants!

Wan Junming's face turned blue, he knelt on the ground, his body swayed, and it seemed that he would fall down at any time.

Ding Ermiao recited the scriptures for another half an hour, looking at the tablet of the deceased, it was already a peaceful atmosphere. Looking at Wan Junming in front of him again, he really couldn't support it, so he sped up his speech and ended the death dojo.

"Say goodbye to the dead, Huatang will not meet again. Tonight is full of dojos, send the spirit to the South Palace. I have always summoned the undead, if you go, you will go, this time you don't have to hesitate, Langyuan Pengju has another day, this is not a place to stay souls! ——Taishang Sanqing, urgent as a law! ”

Dangdangdang......

After a few more bells, Ding Ermiao waved his hand and said, "The dojo is complete, everyone get up." ”

It was already dusk outside the door, and I spent hours in a dojo of death.

Wan Junming stood up on the ground as if he was amnesty. Who knew that he had been kneeling for a long time, his legs had already been numb, and as soon as he got up, he fell to the ground with a thud.

Mr. Geography smiled happily, commanded the main family, and said, "Now that there are no taboos, you can remove the mourning hall." Thank you so much for this master, otherwise it would be a big trouble today! ”

Ji Xiaoxiao also walked up, took Ding Ermiao's hand and said, "Ermiao, you sing so well." As far as your lyrics are concerned, if they are accompanied by music, they are guaranteed to sound better than pop songs. ”

Ding Ermiao was dizzy, crying and laughing. Gu Qinglan also pursed her lips and smiled.

The main family is happy with the noble son, and the undead are overcome, and a thousand thanks are inevitable. When the wine and food were served, Mr. Geography and the host family all stood up to toast and were respectful.

Mr. Geography held the cup and said, "Master Ding, you saved this child, why don't you give another name to the child." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, I also ask Master Ding to give the child a name." The host seconded the proposal.

"This child's life should not be extinguished, it is also a gift from God, so call it a gift from heaven." Ding Ermiao said. The main family's surname is Huang, Huang Tianci, this name is catchy and quite majestic.

So everyone was happy, and the guests and hosts dispersed happily. The host family gave a few thousand yuan, which is considered a thank you fee. But Ji Xiaoxiao saw that the Huang family was not rich, so she refused the money.

When I returned to Zhou Laifeng's house, it was already twelve o'clock at night.

Ding Ermiao released Miao Caigu and said, "You can go to Wan Junming's house, Gu Zixuan's side has already said okay, you can do it." ”

Miao Caigu blushed and nodded, and floated away.

Ding Ermiao was busy for a day, naturally hard, and he didn't wait for Miao Caigu's news, so he went to bed.

No words all night.

But early the next morning, Ding Ermiao was woken up by Lao Zhou.

"Brother Ding, Wan Junming from the front village, come to ask you for help. Would you like to check it out? ”

Coming so soon? Ding Ermiao smiled, dressed and washed, and then went downstairs.

When he came downstairs, when he saw Wan Junming's virtue, Ding Ermiao was taken aback!

This guy was originally white and tender, but overnight, he withered a lot, his face was yellow and thin, his eyes were deep-set, and his hair was messy like a chicken nest......

I'll go, Miao Caigu is too much, and she actually sucked people into people!

came with Wan Junming, as well as Wan Junming's parents, a family of three with a sad face and sighed.

As soon as they saw Ding Ermiao, they hurriedly walked over as if they had seen a savior, and said with a smile: "Hello Master Ding, we meet again." We are ......"

Ding Ermiao waved his hand and said, "I know, I know you." Aren't you relatives of the Huang family yesterday, I saw you at the Huang family yesterday. ”

"Yes, yes......" Wan Junming's father took out a cigarette and said with a smile: "Master Ding, we have a ghost in our family, I came to ask you to save my life." ”

"Huh? And what's going on? Ding Ermiao pretended to be surprised and said, "Don't worry, speak slowly, tell me about it." ”