My name is Ling Sen, and I have been an orphan since I was a child, and I depend on my grandfather for my life. After my grandfather passed away, I became the sole heir of Lao Ling's shop, and I was also the last successor of the profession of 'Soul Suppressor' passed down from generation to generation of the Lao Ling family.

Shortly after my grandfather passed away, I didn't want to engage in this obscure profession, but under the bitter pleading of the Jin family who came thirty miles away, I remembered my grandfather's instructions before his death, and I couldn't withstand the instigation of my friend Xiao Liuzi, who opened the trousers, and drove to the Jin family.

Town spirit master is a name for the people who specialize in helping the villagers with funerals in the countryside in this area of the south of the Yangtze River.

I've always hated it, and I've always felt that it was too unlucky. Grandpa also beat me up for this, saying that my child knows a fart, people can't be arrogant, and those who do his job are all virtuous.

My grandfather often sighed before his death, saying that my father was unwilling to take over his mantle because he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, so he died unexpectedly a few months after I was born.

Since I was sensible, every time my grandfather went out to handle funerals, he always had to take me with him, hoping that I could take over Lao Ling's shop after his death and become the successor of the spirit master, it is said that this can save my life and continue the incense of the Lao Ling family.

As for why I have to be a soul master to live, this reason Grandpa has never been able to explain, but he just reprimanded me with a straight face and said that this is an ancestral teaching.

In the miserable sound of suona, as soon as I stepped into the gate of the Jin family, I clearly felt that in the cry like killing a pig, there was a strong sense of fear from the relatives of the deceased.

Boss Jin was covered with a large white cloth, and his head was north and feet south lying on a temporarily dismantled door panel.

Seeing me enter the mourning hall, the Jin family stopped crying a few times, and there was a dead silence in the mourning hall for a while.

I put a pillar of incense in front of the statue of Boss Jin, arched my hands, muttered a few words in my mouth according to the method taught by my grandfather, and turned around and came to the door panel of the soul.

Although I have been known for my courage among my friends since I was a child, I still feel a little uneasy when I think of what Xiao Liuzi said when I face Boss Jin's body and think of what Xiao Liuzi said.

Xiao Liuzi is a little friend who grew up with me, and now he is a criminal policeman. Early in the morning, Xiao Liuzi called me and said that our famous local tyrant Jin boss had accidentally drowned.

When he told me, I hadn't gotten up yet, and I wasn't interested in his news at all, and even scolded Xiao Liuzi angrily on the phone, suspecting that he was encouraging me to take over my grandfather's work and go to Jin's house to take over the business.

According to Xiao Liuzi, Boss Jin accidentally drowned while accompanying guests to the lake in the scenic area he had invested heavily to develop. At that time, there were five people on the boat in the scenic area, and the other four people suddenly heard a miserable scream from Boss Jin and fell out of the boat at once.

Several people were frightened and hurriedly fished Boss Jin out of the lake. It stands to reason that Boss Jin fell into the lake and was rescued, and it was not a minute before he drowned, but Boss Jin died on the spot.

After receiving the alarm, Xiao Liuzi followed the captain of the criminal police to the scenic spot under development, and after learning about the situation, he felt incredible.

But the Jin family did not agree to the autopsy of Boss Jin, and there were four witnesses at the scene, all of whom could prove that Boss Jin did not die in a criminal case, so the police had to make a conclusion about accidental drowning and left.

According to the customs of our side, we must invite a famous soul calmer to come in order to suppress the evil spirit and let Boss Jin settle in peace.

Although there are still many people in the countryside who are engaged in this business, in terms of reputation, no one is as big as my grandfather. After my grandfather died, the villagers thought that I had the true inheritance of my grandfather, and the wealthy Jin family naturally thought of me.

Xiao Liuzi said very strangely on the phone, which had aroused my curiosity, coupled with my grandfather's deathbed entrustment, of course, more importantly, the thick pile of banknotes brought by the Jin family, I actually agreed to the request of the Jin family by magic.

I took the Wuliangye handed by the Jin family, opened it and took a sip, and gently lifted the white cloth on Boss Jin's corpse.

The moment I lifted the shroud, the afterglow of my eyes swept to the people in the mourning hall, and they all turned their heads and did not dare to look.

Boss Jin's eyes widened, as if there was something terrifying on the ceiling. Palpitatingly, the muscles on his face were twisted, and his mouth, though crooked, was still incredibly wide.

I secretly wondered in my heart, didn't I say that Boss Jin was drowned? But seeing that his stomach was flat, he didn't pour water into it like a drowning person at all.

Is his horrible face suggesting to me that he was scared to death before he fell into the water?

I finally understood the reason why Boss Jin's family was afraid, and they spent a lot of money to invite me to come, just to ask me to do something to suppress the evil spirit.

I was familiar with the set that my grandfather used to teach, and when I saw the scene in front of me, I was not so panicked. I took a breath and reached for the yellow cloth bag that my grandfather had left behind.

"Suppress the corpse and ......," I let out a long shout, reaching out to his mouth.

It is said that when the warlord Sun Dianying of the Republic of China blew up Cixi's Dongling, he pried open the lid of Cixi's coffin and saw that Cixi was as peaceful as if she was alive although she was dead, thanks to a huge night pearl in Cixi's mouth when she was buried.

When Sun Dianying ordered someone to pull out the night pearl from Cixi's mouth, Cixi's body immediately decomposed. Therefore, when rich people are buried, they will follow the example of the Queen Mother of the West and stuff beads into the mouth of the deceased to play a role in calming the corpse and fixing the face.

Poor people, can't even open the pot, naturally they won't be so particular, but they will also go to the temple to ask for a Buddha bead, which will be stuffed into the mouth of the deceased after chanting a mantra by the spirit master.

Just as my hand was about to press on Boss Jin's mouth, I didn't expect him to suddenly show two rows of Bai Sensen's teeth and bite my fingers.

I went out with my grandfather to help with funerals, and I had never seen anything like this. Although I was shocked in my heart, in a hurry, I actually quickly stuffed the prepared beads into Boss Jin's wide mouth, and slapped him in the face.

A few sounds of 'clicking' came, and Boss Jin's mouth closed, and the originally crooked face also made me slap back to normal.

Boss Jin is so rich, who am I not pitting him? The Jin family gave me a large deposit, and asked me to choose a good pure gold bead for Boss Jin to suppress the corpse, but I think this is equivalent to burying a large sum of money to the dead, what a pity.

Anyway, according to the rules of the soul master, when the spirit master is stuffing the corpse beads in the town, everyone is not allowed to look at them, otherwise they will provoke evil spirits, and after stuffing the corpse beads, no one dares to look at the deceased disrespectfully, so I did a little trick in the yellow burden passed down by my grandfather.

This book was first published in Reading Books