At three o'clock in the morning, the funeral scene opened, and as soon as the play was sung, the coffin was carried directly into the compound, and a cadre of relatives of the Zhou family stood on the left and right sides, sometimes hiding their faces and crying softly.

Shen Shuyi hid in the corner behind the stage and looked around the courtyard a few times, but still didn't find Zhou Jingchen. How can my father not come to his son's funeral? Moreover, Zhou Jingchen has always respected his father, and there is no need to say that it is weird, but the Zhou family has the same face, as if he should not appear.

There is also one way to explain it, that is, Zhou Jingchen suddenly fell seriously ill and couldn't even get out of bed, the Zhou family is such a big business, there must be a lot of people who covet the position of the head of the family, how many people wish that the serious young master of eight hundred suddenly can't do it, and he can take the position. This makes sense, but it's really far-fetched, the person he saw a few days ago was fine, and suddenly became seriously ill, who would believe it?

At the front on the right is Mrs. Zhou, and she is the only one sitting in the courtyard, looking at her son's coffin, her face is extremely calm, and her eyes are slightly cloudy and radiant, Shen Shuyi suddenly felt in her heart that this meeting should be deliberately arranged by Mrs. Zhou, who can block the mouth of the people, except for this old lady who has experienced three generations of family heads?

But the intention of this is really confusing, Zhou Jingchen's participation in the funeral is not only reasonable, but also a matter that must appear in a reasonable way, why did the old lady hide people at this time?

At this time, it is irrational to rush out to find someone, if you want to find it, it is better to wait for the funeral of the Zhou family, there are only people left in the house, even if you are caught for a while, it will not be a big deal.

There is no hurry to plan like this, although Shen Shuyi sings well in Peking Opera and Kunqu Opera, he has never been able to play puppet shows, and his senior brother is the best puppet show in this area, so this play is also extremely rare, if it weren't for the Zhou family inviting the best for face, he really wouldn't have had a chance to watch a show.

A complete puppet show took nearly two hours, and when Shen Shuyi was tired of standing, he secretly moved a small bench to sit and watch in the background, and no one noticed until his senior brother stepped down at about five o'clock in the morning.

After the funeral scene is the time of the spirit, everyone in the courtyard should cry and cry, and everyone who should be busy is busy. Shen Shuyi put the bench back and stood in a no-man's corner and watched silently.

After hearing the shout of "Spirit", the young people of the eight clans worked together to lift the black Nanmu coffin, and walked out step by step, there were a few subordinates who led the way and scattered paper money in front of them, and the rest of the Zhou family followed behind, but Mrs. Zhou walked out of the courtyard behind the entire mighty team.

If you are not in the team of sending spirits, you will naturally not be sending spirits, Shen Shuyi's eyes lit up, and it happened that several people in the courtyard were scattered, and he secretly ran through the hall to follow.

The old lady followed the procession to the gate of the compound, and the procession gradually moved away, but she really did not follow, but was carried by a girl beside her, and looked at the direction of the hearse at the door for a long time. The death of a husband and a mourning of a child, this taste cannot be felt by imagination, and it is precisely because of this that Mrs. Zhou can do anything at this point.

After standing for a long time, the girl seemed to persuade several times, but the old lady refused to move, until the Tao butler ran over and whispered a few words, and the old lady immediately turned around and walked back to the courtyard with close steps.

Steward Tao is a deaf and clear-eyed character, Shen Shuyi didn't dare to follow too closely, and was afraid of losing it in the compound, so he followed fearfully for a quarter of an hour, and saw the old lady enter a side courtyard of the Zhou family.

Naturally, he couldn't go through the gate, so he quietly went around the back of the house and climbed over the wall to enter, the yard seemed to have been idle, and there were many sacks of lime on the side of the house, and he could just hide behind and watch the strange scene in the courtyard from the cracks.

There was a chair in the courtyard, and there was a person tied to the chair, just looking at the back, he knew that it was Zhou Jingchen, who had never appeared. Opposite Zhou Jingchen stood a man in a robe, with a fierce aura in his eyes, which could be clearly felt from afar. Shen Shuyi had a bad premonition in vain when he saw it, this person was different from ordinary charlatans, he should have some real talents, and looking at this posture, it was obvious that Mrs. Zhou was invited to solve the ghost seal for Zhou Jingchen.

Is it a good thing, at least not a bad thing, but he felt that something was wrong that could not be said, maybe this person's face was really vicious, or the black sky with white silk hanging everywhere was too cloudy, in short, it didn't seem like something good would happen in such a scene.

After Mrs. Zhou entered the house, the person in the courtyard asked her hello, and the old lady smiled faintly: "I'm tired of Mr. Cui." As he spoke, he handed the red paper with the eight characters of his birthday written in advance to Cui Xianrong.

Cui Xianrong opened it and glanced at it, and thanked him again: "The old lady trusts me so much, the young master will definitely do his best in the future, I will attract the evil obstacle in a while, if there is a vision, please don't panic." ”

Mrs. Zhou immediately waved her hand to let Hui Ran and Steward Tao out, and said, "Sir, even if you do it, what are you afraid of at my age?" ”

Between these few words, Zhou Jingchen, who was tied to the chair, suddenly struggled, and it turned out that Young Master Zhou's mouth was also blocked, no wonder there was no movement. Mrs. Zhou didn't look at Zhou Jingchen, Cui Xianrong ignored it, raised her hand and took out a pile of paper money from her waist bag, which was thrown all over the sky, there was no wind in the courtyard, and the round pieces flew in the air for a while before they all fell to the ground.

After the dust settled, Cui Xianrong untied a long object after himself, and after unfolding it, there was a black and red flag, which Shen Shuyi was very familiar with, and it was the spirit flag.

Cui Xianrong held the spirit flag in his left hand and raised it, and the two fingers of his right hand clamped the red paper with Mrs. Zhou's birthday eight characters, his lips moved, and Shen Shuyi couldn't hear what he was reading, and then shouted: "Evil barrier, come out to see people!" ”

Seeing that this posture is indeed an ordinary way to summon ghosts, but Shen Shuyi is a little suspicious, the last thing left in the past is Wei Zhen, a female ghost, after so long, she must have given up the opportunity to be reincarnated as a human a long time ago, can such a resentful evil ghost be recruited so easily?

It turned out that he was thinking too much, Cui Xianrong drank it but casually shook the flag twice, and suddenly a gust of wind swirled in the courtyard, and the white paper money everywhere was rolled up in the air, slowly gathering into a ball around the spirit flag.

Mrs. Zhou and Zhou Jingchen may not be able to see anything greasy, but Shen Shuyi is different, his natural yin and yang eyes, the wind-like thing can be seen clearly, and his body may still be blurry, but the distorted grimace is extremely clear. When he saw it, he was startled, half afraid of the ghost, half afraid that the ghost would pay attention to him, what should he do if he shook it out for a while?

There was a ball of paper money flying in the air, and Mrs. Zhou was not stupid, she naturally knew that it was the soul of the deceased, she looked up for a while, and said coldly: "Wei Zhen, you really don't give up!" ”

The wind whined, mixed with the woman's terrible voice, and the unjust soul cried out: "I will not let you go, you will all pay for my life......"

is so cloudy, all old lines, Shen Shuyi was a little disappointed in her heart, Mrs. Zhou was also silent for a long time, and then said: "Don't you remember what you said yourself?" The people who hurt you are all dead, only you are not dead, my husband, my son, all died because of your anger, and now you still want to harm my grandchildren, even if you fight for this old life, I will not spare you! ”

The unjust ghost spun around for another week, and the wind became more violent, and he laughed sharply: "You are too naïve, I have eaten a lot of little ghosts over the years, how can a stinky Taoist priest stop me?" Don't say it's your grandson, I've cursed the Zhou family for generations! ”

Mrs. Zhou's face was still calm, and she said: "It was Ai Jing who killed your son back then, what does it have to do with the Zhou family?" Those collateral of the Zhou family, you can kill them at will, but you don't want to let me go, at my age, maybe I will become a wild ghost if I die tomorrow, and I am afraid that you will not succeed? ”

The wind in the courtyard is getting stronger and stronger, Shen Shuyi feels pain on his face, and he doesn't know if it's because of the relationship in the periphery, the three people in the middle of the courtyard seem to be much calmer.

The unjust soul said: "Ai Jing is dead, you can't run, I won't kill you, I want you to taste the taste of losing your husband and child, and the loneliness I have wandered alone in the world all these years." ”

After she finished calling, Mrs. Zhou looked at her coldly and stopped talking, Cui Xianrong took a step forward, and the soul flag in his hand was shocked, and the unjust soul immediately became half shorter, and said coldly: "There is a soul suppression tripod on Longhu Mountain, and the strength in it is an evil thing like you, and accepting you is also a great merit for me." ”

After speaking, the red paper disappeared with a flick of his right hand, and Cui Xianrong took out a bronze ruler from his waist bag, which was cast with many complicated lines, and it was also a famous magic weapon in the Taoist cultivation industry-Fuxi ruler, and it was also the most ruthless whipping soul thing.

As soon as this ruler came out, the unjust ghost seemed to be afraid of urgency, and the wind was tighter, but it couldn't break through the control of the spirit flag, and it was stalemate for a long time, and the thing seemed to want to break the net, and suddenly opened its mouth and rushed towards Zhou Jingchen.

Shen Shuyi's heart jumped, this time it was not unpleasant, normal people would think that she would pick the most hated Mrs. Zhou, but she didn't expect that she wanted to take down Zhou Jingchen, who couldn't even run, first. Bickering is bickering, he and Zhou Jingchen have also been friends for more than ten years, and he subconsciously plucked his heart when he saw this scene.

The unjust ghost went quickly, but Cui Xianrong was not in a hurry, a smile overflowed coldly on his lips, and he said, "Don't you know what you want to do?" ”

Before the words fell, the ghost seemed to have bitten Zhou Jingchen's neck, but as soon as he touched it, the ghost suddenly let out a terrible scream, flashed away in an instant, hovering in mid-air for a long time, and the shout was deafening.

Shen Shuyi covered his ears and looked at it carefully, and said in his heart This Taoist priest is very strategic, I am afraid that he knew that the unjust soul would be ruthless to Zhou Jingchen, so he simply made a bait and performed a spell on him, and when the unjust ghost touched it, it hurt himself.