"Can you still talk to the?" I pushed Gu Chan aside and scolded, "Dad is dead!" You don't understand, I killed my father! ”

"Why aren't you sad at all? Can you still mutter out a bunch of unseemable words, I said you're still not human? ”

"Death is death!" Gu Chan shouted: "Isn't it good to be a ghost when you die, why do you want to break your heart?" ”

"Besides, you let me speak human words one by one, Bai Chengzu, I'm a ghost, where can I speak human words?"

No way! God knows how I got such a tiger thing, now I just want to tear myself apart and feel more comfortable!

The Bai family is surprisingly simple when they die, there is no spiritual shed, no coffin.

There was no filial piety, no mourning, nothing seemed to have happened.

The next night, Qiaoqiao brought some red cloth and wrapped it around my forehead and waist.

I'm like a wooden man, stupid at the mercy of ingenuity.

The ghost and the yellow blind man got a large basket, put the rotten meat that his father and the big steamed bun incarnated into the basket, and carried it to his grandfather's house.

Grandpa reached out and groped for the head of the bed, only to hear "squeak quack!" Grandpa's secret room was revealed.

Everything in the secret room was the same, grandpa bypassed the altar and jar on the ground, walked to the opposite wall, put his palm against the wall and gently pasted it, and the wall slowly turned in.

A vertical strip of red silk cloth, more than two meters high and one and a half meters wide, is densely covered with large black characters.

Under the silk cloth is a bowl of fragrant rice, and the incense ashes on the ground are filled with incense sticks.

Grandpa stood there and stared at it for a long time, then turned around and waved his hand to signal the ghosts to put Dad down.

"Get on your knees!" With a soft shout, Grandpa took the lead and knelt down at the red silk cloth.

"This is the ancestral genealogy of the ancestors of the Bai family, all the people of the Bai family will be included in this tablet after death, and your father is already the twenty-eighth."

Grandpa wiped his tears and said, "Originally, this position was mine, but I didn't think about Qishan but wanted to leave." ”

"It's good to go, save yourself all day of the fuss and always want to be a hands-off shopkeeper, this time I finally got my wish, and the hand-shaking shopkeeper was done, and I went with the woman I liked."

lit a pillar of incense, inserted it in the fragrant rice bowl, kowtowed to the ancestor's tablet, and muttered: "The ancestors of the Bai family in the past dynasties, my son Qishan will accompany you today." ”

"When I was alive, I was suppressed by my old man, and I didn't live a day of life that I wanted to live, this is the life of the descendants of the Bai family!"

"Today's child is gone, leaving behind the ancestors who are not going to be better, and I hope the ancestors will take care of it to protect the continuation of our Bai family's incense!" After saying that, Grandpa finally howled and cried.

With trembling hands, he wrote his father's name on the red silk cloth, and his grandfather collapsed to the ground.

I looked at the name of my father, who had not yet dried the ink, and felt my heart feel stuffy, "Poof! He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground...

After completing the family tree for Dad, he walked out of Grandpa's room.

Grandpa waved his hand, motioned for Ghost Su to put Dad down, turned around and waved at me, and entered the hall.

The hall was red, covered with red silk cloth everywhere, and rows of red candles were lit!

Grandpa knelt in front of Zi Ling'er's portrait and lit a pillar of incense.

There was a burst of "Ding Bang The voice sounded, and the red smoke rose from the yin wooden coffin draped in red silk.

The coffin lid slowly floated up, and a big red coffin emerged from inside, and more than a dozen little red people were carrying it below.

Followed by a small band, blowing and playing is not lively!

Seeing this group of villains, carrying the red coffin and floating into the yard, a few villains stepped forward and threw their father directly into the coffin, blowing and beating and folding back, and disappeared into the yin wooden coffin in a blink of an eye!

Watching the red smoke dissipate, "Ding Bang!" The voice was gone, the coffin lid was closed again, and I woke up to the smell, and my father was completely gone!

Dad is gone, and Grandpa seems to be getting a lot older, basically doesn't speak, and he doesn't even bother to open the door.

The ghost lady hadn't looked at her since that day, and I didn't dare to go to her house, after all, my father died because of me!

"Young Master Coffin, don't be too sad!" Wenbao said: "You also saw the scene of picking up my father that day. ”

"The people of the Bai family are different from others when they die, I estimate that the people of the Bai family will not die at all, how can they still get married when they die."

"Your father is gone, you should take the Bai family's big beam as a serious matter, so that grandpa will not be so sad!"

"What's the pick?" I asked, "The water of the Bai family is too deep, I'm afraid I don't have that ability!" ”

"You will have that ability, and when you get married, you will know everything about the Bai family." Grandpa opened the door and entered the house and said, "Follow me out, I heard that there is a goddess in the village." ”

A man and a woman, both middle-aged, the woman's body is fat, short like a floor jar, up and down as thick, if you fall to the ground, you don't know the size of the head.

The man is tall and thin, so thin that his little buttocks are clamped, and his small waist can be shaken by the wind!

Surrounded by the villagers, under the willow tree on the edge of the big pit, it is vernacular!

"It's just that Qishan hasn't been rushed after leaving, so let's take these two mourning things!" Grandpa suddenly said something, startling me and Wenbao.

"You guys go and see the fun, I'll go back first." After saying that, Grandpa turned around and went back.

"What do you mean?" Wen Bao pulled me and asked in a low voice, "Why do you hear that your grandfather is going to drag these two people to your father's funeral?" ”

"What do you mean by rushing, Wenbao, do you understand?" I asked.

"No, I just feel like what your grandfather said is not a good thing." Wen Bao muttered: "I estimate that your father is dead, your grandfather is furious, and he may kill a few cushions!" ”

"Death to the side!" I pushed Wenbao away and scolded, "Why do you speak? I will say a few words, but I will not say to roll the calf for me! ”

"Which eye of yours saw my Bai family pulling someone on his back?"

"Look at it, you're in a hurry again!" Wen Bao smiled and said, "Okay, good! I didn't say okay. ”

"I said you two dancers, why are we here for this pimple? Who invited this, why don't you get it back? ”

"Who is this, it's so crooked! On the land of the old Bai family, he dared to invite other gods to come. ”

"Everyone's gone! Don't look at the excitement, it's not that you're wet, and it's not good to shake it off when you look back. ”

When I turned around and saw me and Wenbao, the villagers scattered in a hurry, and they were all gone...

"Where did you come from? Let's go. I said, "The Bai family's water is not something you can wade. ”

The woman in the earth tank rolled her eyes and glanced at me fiercely, ignoring my stubble at all!

"It's over!" Wen Bao muttered: "This persuasion is alive, he still prefers to rush to a dead end, the coffin young master, I will go together, and she will know that she is wrong when the time comes!" ”

As he was talking, he saw a person coming over from a distance, it was the dead Ermaozi and his father.

Just thinking about stepping forward to say hello, Ermaozi and his father walked up to the goddess, nodded and walked home with the goddess and the goddess.

"No, what are you doing with this Ermao father, why did you invite a goddess?" Wen Bao muttered in confusion.

"No matter what he wants to do, I have to think of a way to get rid of these two people." I picked up Wenbao and followed him to Ermaozi's house.

A rice bowl, filled with a bowl full of millet seeds, was placed on the table.

A chair, a box of sandalwood, and a few old man's tickets with a face value of ten yuan pressed under the rice bowl.

Seeing me and Wenbao coming in, Ermaozi's face was cold, as if he had seen an enemy.

I didn't care, I pulled Wenbao and sat on the kang of Ermaozi's house with a big grin.

The woman in the earth tank pouted her head and pulled it out of her pocket, and there were a lot of lines, including the Wenwang drum, the horse king's whip, and the waist bell for the mountain.

Put the rattle bell on the body, and the woman in the tank noisily brought a basin of water and cleaned her hands first.

lit a bouquet of sandalwood, bowed three times to the fragrant rice bowl, and the big fat ass sat on the chair.

With his eyes closed, his hands were thrown back and forth, and the flesh on his face trembled, like a worm crawling inside.

The tall and thin old soldier looked at it, with a Wenwang drum in one hand and a horse whip in the other, "Knock knock!" And he knocked on it.

The woman's body began to become restless, and she became a...