"The house in front should be Hao Mengzhun's home, right? ”

Ma Xiaoling shook her head, she really didn't expect that the excitement that the two old men in the small restaurant were talking about was this kind of activity.

"If you beat gongs and drums like this, or at night, aren't you afraid of people complaining?"

Li Sichen was also stunned, but soon frowned, because he heard something wrong: "These gongs and drums, why do they sound like a funeral?"

"Funeral?" Ma Xiaoling was shocked when she heard this, thinking of Ma Wu's loss of soul, and blurted out: "Could it be that Hao Mengzhun was also attacked?

Li Sichen's face immediately sank, although this situation was also in his guess, but he didn't want it to happen. After sighing, he said, "Let's go over and have a look." ”

Ma Xiaoling nodded, and soon drove the car to the door of the house where the gongs and drums were beating.

After getting out of the car, the two looked inside the door, and sure enough, they saw a group of people wearing linen and filial piety, kneeling in the courtyard. Under the eaves next to it, several men wearing Taoist uniforms were beating gongs and drums.

In the center of the courtyard, a Taoist priest holding a peachwood sword and a soul-attracting bell is chanting in the Shu dialect with the rhythm of gongs and drums: "The sky is empty, the earth is empty, life is insignificant; the sun is empty, the moon is empty, who is the merit of the east rising and the west falling; the gold is also empty, the silver is also empty, and he has been in his hands after death; the wife is also empty, the son is also empty, and the Huangquan Road does not meet; the right is also empty, the name is also empty, and the wilderness is a ...... in the blink of an eye."

After singing a few words, he quickly danced the peachwood sword and the soul-attracting bell, and commanded the people kneeling on the ground: "Filial sons and grandsons, build a bridge!"

A few people dressed in linen and filial piety immediately stood up, and under the command of the Taoist priest, they built a simple Nai He bridge with benches and pine branches. Immediately, the Taoist priest shouted loudly: "The soul crosses the Nai He Bridge!"

Seeing this scene, Li Sichen and Ma Xiaoling were sure that someone had indeed passed away here. I just don't know if the person who died is the Hao Mengzhun they are looking for.

At the door of the house, in addition to Li Sichen and Ma Xiaoling, there were also a few neighbors standing. Li Sichen leaned in and asked an aunt in her fifties, "Auntie, may I ask, who has passed away?"

When the aunt saw that the person who called her aunt was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with red lips and white teeth, she immediately laughed happily and said, "Ouch, whose child is this......?"

After saying a few irrelevant words, she finally got back to the topic: "The person who passed away was Hao Mengzhun, hey, it's a pity, Hao Mengzhun is not only a famous feng shui gentleman in our town, but also a good doctor." Many people in our town grew up taking his medicine. If he goes, he will have a headache and brain fever in the future, but he can only run to the hospital. ”

The person who passed away is really Hao Mengzhun!

Although Li Sichen had been mentally prepared, after hearing the news, he couldn't help but sigh.

Immediately, he asked again: "Auntie, I heard that Grandpa Hao's body has always been very strong, why did he die suddenly?"

The aunt sighed: "Isn't it? We were still talking about it just now, Hao Mengzhun has always insisted on exercising, and he has never stopped for decades, and his body is not inferior to that of young people in their twenties and thirties." But just yesterday, he suddenly fell to the ground, and Hao's family rushed him to the hospital, but he died halfway through. I heard that he died of myocardial infarction, but I haven't heard of Hao Mengzhun having this problem before......"

Myocardial?

Li Sichen and Ma Xiaoling glanced at each other, and became more and more sure that Hao Mengzhun's death was not simple, and nine times out of ten it was related to the person who attacked Ma Wu. Even if it's not that man, it's his accomplice!

"Teacher, what now?" Ma Xiaoling asked in a low voice.

Hao Mengzhun is already dead, and they are equivalent to running for nothing, Li Sichen is a little unwilling to do this, after thinking about it, he said: "Wrap a white matter gift seal, let's go in and see how Hao Mengzhun died." ”

He wanted to start with the cause of Hao Mengzhun's death and see if he could find some clues.

"Good. Ma Xiaoling naturally obeyed Li Sichen's orders. She quickly went to find a white matter gift envelope, stuffed some money into it, and then followed Li Sichen into the Hao family's mansion, and put the gift envelope on the desk of the Hao family, who was responsible for receiving the gift.

The Hao family looked at Li Sichen and Ma Xiaoling, felt very angry, and asked, "Who are the two of you?"

Li Sichen replied: "We once received help from Grandpa Hao, and when we heard that he had passed away, we came to mourn. ”

When Hao Mengzhun was alive, he not only told fortunes and looked at feng shui, but also treated diseases everywhere, and there were many people who had received his favors. Therefore, after listening to Li Sichen's words, the Hao family did not doubt it at all, but felt that the two were very friendly, and their attitude suddenly improved a lot: "Let's leave a name for the two of you, and hang up the psychic together later." ”

Behind the table, there are several bamboo poles, each of which has a lot of white paper hanging on it, on which are written the names of the people who come to pay their respects and give gifts.

These bamboo poles and white paper, after the ceremony, will be burned in front of the hall, so that the deceased knows who came to pay tribute when he died.

After Li Sichen and Ma Xiaoling left their names, they took the incense and paper money handed by each other, and went to the hall to mourn Hao Mengzhun.

Inside the hall, Hao Mengzhun was lying on the ground wearing a shroud, surrounded by wreaths and wreaths. At the entrance of the hall, there is an incense burner, which is already filled with incense from those who have come to mourn.

Li Sichen inserted the incense into the incense burner and immediately bowed. In this process, his eyes have been looking at Hao Mengzhun's body. Suddenly, his eyebrows furrowed, and his expression changed slightly.

"What's the matter, teacher, have you found anything?" Ma Xiaoling had been paying attention to Li Sichen, and when she saw that his expression had changed, she hurriedly asked.

"Hao Mengzhun is not dead, he is still alive!" Li Sichen whispered.

Ma Xiaoling was shocked when she heard this, and almost screamed. Although she reacted in time and deliberately lowered her voice, her tone was still full of shock and disbelief: "How is it possible?" Hao Mengzhun's chest did not rise and fall, which showed that he was indeed out of breath and heartbeat. At the same time, his body has been completely ossified, and corpse spots have appeared on his hands...... All this means that he is dead, how can he still be alive?"

"That's right, all kinds of manifestations on Hao Mengzhun are all signs that appear after death. But you look at his eyebrows, his life is still alive and has not dispersed. This shows that he is only in a state of suspended animation, not a real death!" Li Sichen's tone was very affirmative.