The funeral of the shaman's grandmother was held in the daytime the next day, because the grandmother had helped countless people over the years, and when she heard the news of her death, the people in the villages were almost empty, and they were crowded out of the gate. Uncle Ershen also rushed back from other places, crying and crying on his grandmother's coffin, but he couldn't come up with it. On the contrary, Baozi was calm, and it was inconvenient for him to show his body as a soul, so he commanded Huahua to follow the Manchu funeral regulations and arrange his grandmother's funeral.

Huahua arranged for the uncle of the two gods to put on a white shroud for the shaman's grandmother, cover the face with white paper, and tie the feet with white thread, which was the Manchu way to prevent the corpse from mutating. But these practices have evolved to modern times, has become a kind of etiquette, after the completion of the operation, loaded into the camphor wood nanmu double wooden longevity wood contributed by the Baijiatun longevity shop, because the soul of the grandmother has been taken by the sedan chair, so the practice of three days of mortuary is omitted, and the strong man is sent to seal the coffin with a big rivet.

It took a lot of lips and tongues to find the coffin bearer for the grandmother, not that people are not willing to do it, but they are willing to do too much, Huahua has been selected several times, and the best of the best to find eight young people with good conduct and strong figures, the figure is generally well-proportioned, and the waist is tied with white silk, shouting the number to lift the longevity and slowly go out. Uncle Ershen played, Huahua held a box of grandma's favorite objects during her lifetime, and the ancient music Yangge team in the village also played a role, playing and singing in the forefront, although it was much worse than the style of the honor guard of the underworld army last night, but it was a rare true love in the world. Looking back, there was a long line of people who followed, and the vanguard had already arrived at the land of the saints, and the tail of the team had not yet left the village.

Grandma was wise and personally surveyed her burial place a year ago, she did not compete with the world for feng shui treasures, but chose to find a grass pit overlooking Dafang Town on a shady hillside as the location of her tomb. An iron furnace is pierced on a Daoguang Tongbao, and the red silk on the iron ring at the end of the furnace is waving in the wind. Baozi knows very well that the shaman grandma is the best at finding dragon points and points can be used in feng shui, where is the auspicious position she knows better than anyone else, this old man does not take advantage of people during his lifetime, and he does not rob treasures after death, and his character can be seen.

"Where good people are buried, where is good feng shui" Baozi read slowly, and whispered to Huahua, "Let them dig it"

Huahua asked, "Which eight-character is gold, can break the ground" The three middle-aged men responded to the call, grabbed the shovel first, and dug it up silently, Huahua scolded a few young descendants, "How to let the elders dig, you should go." ”

"This" a few juniors scratched their heads and said, "These few, these few, are all owed to grandma when they were exercising, and they came here in the middle of the night after hearing the news, who persuaded and who was in a hurry." It's okay, they're all golden. ”

Baozi looked at the backs of a few old rickets and sighed lightly, "May there be no more dumping and persecution in the world." ”

A few people worked hard, and in less than half an hour, the grave was dug, and the uncle of the two gods jumped off the tomb, measured the depth, and felt that it was okay, so he commanded everyone to fall into the coffin. Everyone waved shovels to fill the soil, and the grandmother's life supplies were lit there, and the raging fire carried the crisp sound of peeling off, and all the evidence of this person in the world had been destroyed. The villagers successively pulled horses, cattle, sheep and dogs, whipped with whips, jumped over from the grave, this is the unique custom of the Manchu people "cooking rice", originally the Manchu nobles died to kill cattle and horses to burn the funeral, and then was stopped by Nurhachi on the grounds of luxury, only let the brazier be lit, and the horse and the dog can be passed once. This custom has been preserved, and the villagers' will is to send some livestock to their grandmother in order to live a prosperous life in the underworld.

Baozi knows what the underworld is like, and he doesn't need these burials at all, but people still have to give them the opportunity to express their goodwill, so they don't stop it, but they just look at the new soil of grandma's grave, and they are infinitely sad in their hearts.

Suddenly, Baozi felt the wind surging behind him, couldn't it be that grandma was still alive?

Baozi suddenly got up and turned his head to see Lu Guang standing behind him, staring at him with gloomy eyes. Seeing Baozi looking back at himself, Lu Guang immediately closed his eyes and looked at the grave sluggishly. Yes, if he is a person, how can he see himself who is intentionally invisible?

Huahua was a little surprised by Lu Guang's appearance, Lu Guang in front of him looked sad, he was wearing a beige windbreaker, a black forward hat, and a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in both hands. Everyone looked at this handsome offspring, and some of the half-aged who were in a hurry couldn't help but move their minds and talked about it.

Lu Guang put Bai Ju in front of his grandmother's tomb and bowed deeply three times, "Grandma, I said that I wanted to see you, but I didn't see you, so you drove the crane west, blame me for delaying too much." Baozi laughed in his heart, "I saw you earlier, I took you in earlier, can you still jump up to now?" ”

Cabbage Flower's expression became complicated when she looked at Lu Guang, and after the bun was mentioned, she also found that Lu Guang's eyes were different from those of a living person. Baozi quietly pinched Huahua, and Huahua felt that she was stunned, so let's say something, "Inside, thank you, Brother Lu, you have a heart." ”

"Let's mourn" Lu Guang took off his forward hat and walked in front of Huahua, and a burst of inspiring cologne smell came to his nose. Cabbage Flower was not as obsessed with the smell of his body as she used to, and instead she lightly blocked her nose with her finger.

"Uncomfortable?" Lu Guang's voice was deep and magnetic. Baozi knew that Lu Guang could see himself, so he didn't hide, he stood beside Huahua with his arms in his arms, and looked at Lu Guang coldly.

Lu Guang didn't know if he really couldn't see the buns, or if he regarded the buns as nothing, and his eyes didn't leave Huahua at all, "Huahua, I'm not going to leave these days, let's help you take care of it here."

"No need Brother Lu, there's nothing to cook, it's all over."

"Presumably the old man is gone, you are very sad, and it will only add to your troubles when you return home, why don't you go to where I ....."

"No" Cabbage Flower flatly refused, and felt that she was doing too abruptly, "I mean, there are still a lot of things at home"

"It's okay, anyway, you have the key to my house, I'm always welcome. "Lu Guang put on his hat, separated the crowd, and walked towards the black car.

"Do you have the keys to his house?" The bun sourly paused

"I'll tell you later" Cabbage Flower sighed, two men who like themselves stood together, one looked at the other and flirted, what is this called.

"Flowey, you need to talk to him about me."

"Baozi, you also think that my relationship should be taken advantage of, right?" Cabbage Flower looked at the bun coldly

"At least it played a little positive" Baozi was surprised by his own answer! It's not what he's saying, it's someone else!

Cabbage still asked coldly, "Excuse me, did you give me this answer from Bao Ziqiang, or did your great God give it to me?" ”

"At least it's the right choice for you." Baozi wanted to pump his mouth, how could he talk to Huahua like this.

"Then please tell me what to do?" Cabbage Flower looked at the bun, her eyes revealing disappointment.

"Go back to Lu Han and find out his whereabouts."

"Do you bear it? Watching me go to Lu Han's house? ”

"I won't hesitate" The bun is about to collapse, and after he has a powerful energy, the god in his body seems to be able to control himself more conveniently.

The cabbage flower gently wiped a tear from the corner of her eye and turned to leave.

Looking at Huahua's mature and tall back, Baozi's eyes moistened. A voice echoed in his body, "Bao Ziqiang, let me tell you, I can only manipulate your voice when we agree." ”

"I don't think so," Baozi used silent brain waves to express her protest against the god Houji.

"All you can control is your intellect and consciousness, and what I can control is your entire subconscious. Your subconscious has begun to reject her. You like Roland. ”

"Nonsense! I want Flowey! ”

"Hmph, I also tell you, even Roland will be sacrificed by you when necessary."

"Get out!"

"I advise you not to talk like this to God. Under your Terran patriarchal system, a woman is nothing more than a match. If you want to achieve great things, you can't stick to the love of your children. ”

"It's you who want to make big things happen, not me!"

"Really? Then let's watch slowly" The voice disappeared, and the bun was already furious.