The place they were going to was a small village about 30 miles away from Hong Village, and one of the most remote villages in the whole of An County, which was also given a very interesting name because of its high terrain: Cheng Sendai.

Lu Qingli had been here six or seven years ago, it was a small village, before and after the sum of only a dozen or so families, in the early years there was still a bit of popularity, these years because the traffic is really inconvenient, girls from other villages are not uncommon to marry in, more and more people began to plan to migrate or are migrating.

The surname "Ding" is the only surname in this village, and the rest of these people are almost all relatives of the family, and I learned from the introduction on the road that the dead person is called Ding Li, who is thirty-two years old this Chinese New Year's Eve, and is the cousin of this middle-aged man.

The mountain road was already difficult to walk, and it was drizzling again on this day, and Yu Qingli followed the man for almost half an hour, only to feel that his legs were sore, and he thought in his heart that this deal must be worth the price.

When the two of them officially entered the village, it was already afternoon, and they saw a family in the village with smoke in front of them, presumably the owner of the trip.

After being introduced, several elders of the family handed cigarettes to Lu Qingli and poured him tea, only asking this mage from the town to do a good job.

Lu Qingli naturally enjoyed the feeling of being held, squinting his eyes and holding the compass around the front and back of the Ding family's house three times, in the expectant eyes of the group of old men, he opened his mouth and said: "Your mountain, there was originally a dragon prince who lived, but I didn't want to be caught by this Ding Li, and eighty percent was killed, so this attracted the curse of God." ”

Seeing the old men looking at each other, Lu Qingli continued: "Don't believe it? Then let me ask you, does he fish a lot? ”

"How do you know he's fishing?" An old man asked timidly.

Yu Qingli thought to himself: Isn't this nonsense, didn't they tell me that he was killed by fishing, and besides, there are still fishing rods and fish baskets next to the house?

He pretended to play with the compass in his hand again, and continued: "You don't care how I know, I just ask you if he has caught any special fish recently? ”

Several old men looked at each other, then entered the house and pulled out a crying woman, and said to Yu Qingli: "This is his daughter-in-law, let her tell you." After muttering in the woman's ear for a while, the woman said, "There are no special fish, they are all raised in the reservoir." ”

Yu Qingli's face changed, and Zhengse asked loudly: "Think about it, what kind of fish did he catch?" ”

The woman was startled by his sudden voice, and said hesitantly: "These are some common fish, crucian carp, bream, carp, and some small cocked mouths. ”

Yu Qingli suddenly slapped the table, startling the onlookers again, "You, you, you dare to let him take any fish home, do you know that there are dragons in this mountain?" What is the son of the dragon? It's a carp! This Ding Li is because he got the son of the Dragon Lord back and ate it, which is so bad, it's just ......"

"Just what?" An old man asked, stretching his neck.

Yu Qingli sighed and said slowly: "It's just that I'm afraid that one life is not enough, and that Dragon Lord will calm his anger." ”

As soon as these words came out, the group of elderly people outside the house all gasped, "Then you should quickly think of a way." ”

This is actually his usual trick, first scare and scare and then pretend to be profound to rescue, "This is not allowed to say that it is naturally my business, come on, you go down the mountain to Hongcun first and invite these people up, I can't handle this matter alone." As he spoke, he reported the names of his partners one by one, and the head of the village immediately sent someone down the mountain to invite them.

When I entered the house, I saw that the man was still sleeping on the door panel, saying that the coffin was still being prepared. The dead man's face was covered with a piece of yellow papyrus, and he couldn't see it, and Yu Qingli didn't plan to open it to take a look, he had to hurry up and rest first. But although he just scratched it, he felt that this person was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and he wanted to lift the yellow paper several times but stopped, not because he didn't want to, but because he was a little afraid in his heart.

Yu Qingli shook his head vigorously, thinking: I have never seen any kind of dead person, and besides, I came to do good things for you.

After such self-comfort, he lit a long cotton lamp under the door panel, and then set up a suggestion case on the table, and the case was greeted with three meat and three vegetables, a bowl of half-raw rice, and a half-raw egg on top of the rice. This kind of opening statement is almost the same way as Cha Wenbin, after all, the form of this thing is greater than the effect, and anyone will be able to watch it a few more times.

Taking advantage of the time when the others didn't come, he quickly found a place at the door to close for a while, but he was tired tonight.

Because it was a rainy day, it was getting dark a little earlier than usual, and a few old people who had been muttering about how to go out to report the news had not yet returned.

Under normal circumstances, they would have arrived an hour ago, but it was getting dark. Because of the lack of manpower, Lu Qingli had to wait, but he didn't expect to wait until the evening. I couldn't wait any longer, so the village sent a few people down the mountain to take a look, and it took a while for someone to come back and report: "The road down the mountain has collapsed, no wonder they can't get in." ”

The roads in the mountainous areas are all sheep's intestine trails, and the mountains are built along the water, and it is easiest to release this kind of geological disaster, which is to organize people to rush to repair, and it takes at least two days to work, which means that these two days will all count on Yu Qingli alone.

What Lu Qingli did in this line of work was three points by ability, and seven points by fooling, he had never taken over the work alone, and tonight he was forced to a dead end. Otherwise, if you want to support the bold and starve the cowardly, this guy will be cross-hearted: Okay, I'll do it alone, and I won't have to share the money with them.

Lu Qingli said to the crowd of people around him: "I think so, since I am here, then I will take care of this matter, you can rest assured, I will definitely help you solve this matter." ”

So saying, he opened the box, and when the contents were revealed, the people began to chatter. The robe, the wooden sword, the bell, the incense paper, pen and ink, none of them are in the story, and people suddenly have a little more respect for this legendary master.

Yu Qingli is dressed in a Taoist robe, coupled with many years of dojo career, it really looks like that at first glance.

He was sitting down with a few white linen cloths, also called filial piety cloths. The people present were divided into several rows according to their seniority, the elders stood on one side first, and each of the peers received a piece of filial piety cloth, which just covered the back of the neck after tying the head; Each of the children is also a piece of filial piety, which has to be dragged all the way to the buttocks, and a thin belt is issued, and the length of the younger generation is immediately to the waist.

After these preparations, he found a bamboo flat that is commonly used in rural areas to dry things, sprinkled a circular pattern with rice in the bamboo flat, and then used chopsticks to draw an "s" in the middle of the rice, which happened to be divided into a yin and yang pattern. Then he took out a bag from the box, and the bag was full of copper coins, a group of six copper coins, a total of eight groups, and placed them in the eight directions of the yin and yang diagram according to the gossip pattern, which just formed a complete gossip diagram.

This hand alone attracted the old people who were watching to nod their heads, and Yu Qingli glanced at it and knew in his heart, it was not difficult to paste this group of people!

Then he took out a few small cards from his pocket, each of which had the names of various gods written on them, and these small cards were inserted into the bowl containing the rice according to the position of the five elements, and then placed around the bamboo flat.

After finishing the work, he called Ding Li's son, asked the child to hold five long incense sticks, and taught him to insert them in the bowl. Children are not sensible, and adults can do whatever they want. Just when the child finished putting on the last incense, a gust of wind suddenly blew into the open door, which was not small, but coincidentally, the wind did not blow down anything, but it blew off the paper covering Ding Li's face......

The scene suddenly became panicked, and the invited master had to pretend to be calm and said: "This is because he was moved by the child's filial piety, and he wants to see the child again." With that, Lu Qingli picked up the child and walked to the side of the dead man who was lying, and when he walked over, he almost threw the child out of his hand.

This person is clearly the person who went into his store to buy ingots in the afternoon!

Why? Although the man had been wearing a hat in the afternoon, there was a scar about a centimeter on his chin, and now this scar was growing on the chin of the dead body in front of him!