Everyone watched her slowly leave the mourning hall, Lin Yun'er always felt that her back was a little lonely, she turned to look at Ouyang Lan, but saw her eyebrows locked, as if she was thinking about something. Suddenly, she approached and whispered in Lin Yun'er's ear, "Shan'er, I always feel that this person is familiar, but it seems that this age is not quite right." ”

"Yes." Lin Yun'er agreed, "The painting in the princess's mansion." ”

"Yes!" Ouyang Lan screamed in surprise, but everyone who had just looked solemn turned their heads to look in her direction, Ouyang Lan couldn't help but step back, cleared her throat, and said stiffly, "Yes, I also express great grief for Huang Zhizhou's death, but that woman, who appeared so suddenly, and suddenly said those words, don't you want to ask clearly?" ”

Everyone turned their heads and glanced at Ouyang Lan secretly, but they didn't speak because of her identity, Yu came to kneel in front of the spirit with the support of Huang Qi and Huang Yi, today is the seventh day after Huang Bo's death, and it coincides with doing seven, and on the seventh day, Huang Bo's soul will go back to the house to take a look, and by the way, talk to his family.

Huang Yu was resting today, he had been standing aside solemnly, and he had never come back to his senses even when Huang Zhe called him. Huang Yu looked at Huang Zhe, "I don't know what the second brother just said?" ”

Huang Zhe paused, and stopped talking, "That guy said, he came back recently, why didn't he move at all?" ”

The guy he said was Mu Ling, Mu Ling's letter said that he had returned in recent days, and that was the last few days, but now it has been seven days, and Huang Bo's body has been returned, so why haven't I seen half of her figure.

Huang Yu wanted to agree to Huang Zhe's question, and then he saw the dusty Wen Yu, Wen Yu was wearing a red robe, with a string of big Buddha beads hanging around his neck, holding a Zen staff in his hand, followed by a Lang Jun, Lin Yun'er fixed his eyes, that Lang Jun was really the Lang Jun that Lin Yun'er saw in the Wen Yu courtyard that day, just because that Lang Jun had a terrifying flesh-colored mask on his face, which was particularly memorable.

Lang Jun held some things in his hand and looked at them roughly, as if asking Yu what he needed.

According to the custom of Da Rui, the deceased did seven and then asked the master to do the seven seven forty-nine days of the law, which can be buried, and the Huang Mansion is also prepared, seven days ago invited to visit Huang Liang of the Temple of Grace and Grace to ask the Yu master, Huang Liang and the monk Yu met when he was cured with the saint, so there are still some contacts, and the original Wen Yu Master had a lecture this month, the sage's original intention was to let Wen Yu preach in the Qinglong Temple as a national teacher, Wen Yu hurriedly used the practice just to shirk, That's why a dignified master came to the Yellow Mansion to do the 7749-day rituals.

Huang Yu stepped forward and bowed his hand, "Master." "My brother died unexpectedly, and he is still grieving, and he doesn't seem to want to entertain even the mage who does things for his eldest brother.

Wen Yu was not angry, just nodded slightly, and did not speak.

But in Lin Yun'er's image, this Mage Wenyu is a talker.

Ouyang Lan smiled and whispered in her ears, "Master Wen Yu went to see the Holy Lord a few days ago, and it seems that he lost the bet, so he won't be able to speak for the next half a month." ”

Lost a bet? Should I ask Master Yu if his childlike heart is still alive or is the saint deliberately tossing?

; The Lang Jun behind him stood up extremely politely, "Huang Shilang, what the mage means is that he also hopes that the Lang Lang will mourn and change." ”

Huang Yu was only stunned for a moment, and then smiled with relief, "Thank you, Master." ”

It's getting late, but everything in the Huang Mansion is extremely quiet, every servant and maid is focused on doing the work in hand, and the people who used to talk to each other in the past didn't say a word today, they all knew that the master of the family was not in a good mood, and during the funeral period, no one dared to talk nonsense. Provoke who is unhappy.

After a long time in the night, the Huangfu Lingtang placed a case on a high platform, Wen Yu sat on it and silently chanted to the West, and the mask Lang Jun was familiar with the things in his hands, waiting for Wen Yu to use, the candle was bright, the breeze caressed everyone's faces, Huang Qi and Huang Yi knelt in front of the spirit with their families, Huang Yi also had a nurse beside him, the nurse was holding a white swaddling baby in her arms, and the baby in the swaddling clothes was sleeping sweetly.

Huang Yu and Huang Zhe knelt aside with their respective families, although there was no need to wear linen and filial piety, but Huang Yu insisted that in addition to Huang Yu and Huang Zhe of the Wang family, Lin Yuner and Huang Hui were wearing linen and kneeling among them in filial piety clothes.

After the mask Lang Jun packed up all the things in his hand, he called softly to Wen Yu, Wen Yu opened his eyes shallowly, and climbed on his face with a clear smile in the folds, he nodded to the mask Lang Jun, and the mask Lang Jun waved the spirit battle in his hand into the air, the bell rang, and the scriptures were sung in his mouth.

No one knew the meaning of the scriptures, but everyone lowered their heads and listened very carefully, doing seven tonight, it is said that the dead will return to their souls today, although this matter is mostly a legend, but it is better to believe it.

Somehow, a servant hurriedly ran in from outside the door and whispered a few words in Huang Yu's ear, Huang Yu frowned and glanced in the direction of the Yu family, this matter seemed to be related to the Yu family, and Ouyang Lan, who was standing behind them, hooked his eyes and pulled the servant aside, and glanced at Yingge. Yingge smiled and whispered a few words in Huang Yu's ear, Huang Yu immediately looked at Ouyang Lan and nodded slightly.

After nodding, Ouyang Lan strode out of the mourning hall with Yingge.

Not long after Ouyang Lan walked out of the mourning hall, there was a black figure in the corner of the door, this black figure slowly moved towards them with the angle of the wind, the more courageous servant shook his body and did not move, and the less timid buried his face in his chest, hoping that the black shadow could not see them.

The actions of the servants finally attracted Huang Hui, who was kneeling in front of the mourning hall, he was looking up and panting, and glanced at the direction of the black shadow, and was so frightened that he sat aside, Lin Yun'er reached out to help him, but along the direction of his finger, she also saw the black shadow, and she had a feeling that the figure under the black shadow seemed familiar.

Huang Yu also noticed the changes in them, and also looked at the black shadow, his eyes were full of doubts, and when he saw the shadow of the black shadow on the ground, he suddenly realized that what was coming in front of him was not a soul or something, but a living person. And from this person's height and figure, he can accurately judge, I'm afraid that she is back.

Under the stunned or trembling gaze of everyone, the man in the black robe walked to Huang Bo's spirit, put his hands in front of his forehead, and performed a funeral ceremony on Huang Bo's spiritual position, she was a little choked, but her voice was very crisp, "Uncle, the child has come to see you." ”

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