After the yellow-clothed Taoist finished reading, he took out an iron sword from the sword box on his back, knocked on a clay jar prepared in advance in front of the coffin, and knocked it three times in a row, but the clay jar did not crack. I think it's weird, the general funeral is broken by the filial son and grandson, how can an outsider, and a Taoist priest split the jar with a sword? In addition, before the funeral, the clay pot will also prepare a crack in advance to avoid the clay pot from breaking. How can it not be split?

Seeing that the clay pot did not crack, the yellow-clothed Taoist called the deceased's family and said to the deceased's family: "The deceased has something on his mind and refuses to leave, see if there are any people you want to see, you take turns to persuade them!" This may go. Otherwise, even if it is a funeral, it will be haunted and disturb the clansmen. ”

When I saw all this in front of me, I faintly felt that something was wrong in my heart, and Yan Pianqian said on the side: "This is not right. "I, who don't know much about the process of handling people's affairs, feel that it's wrong, let alone Yan Pianqian, who has been a warlock for a long time.

So Yan Pianqian and I continued to wait and see what happened. After about half an hour, the family of the deceased reluctantly opened the coffin, said goodbye to the body of the deceased, and said many words. Seeing this, some relatives and friends of the deceased began to whisper on the sidelines.

The yellow-clothed Taoist saw that the jar was not broken, and his face was obviously a little impatient. I saw him pinch a sword trick, bite his middle finger, drip a few drops of blood on the iron sword, and then light the clay jar in front of him, shouting a mantra, the clay jar was finally broken. I vaguely felt that it was very inappropriate to do this, but let me say it, and I can't say it.

Yan Pianqian said on the side: "This method will leave a curse for the deceased's family. "I was about to go up to the man in yellow clothes. but was pulled by him. Yan Pianqian continued: "Taoists practice rituals, and we warlocks generally have to avoid them. You can't get closer. Besides, look over there. He stuck his finger out and pointed across the street from the street. I followed his point and saw an old Taoist priest in a blue robe silently watching everything in front of me.

It turned out that a Taoist priest was watching. The old Taoist priest also noticed that we were looking at him, and after glancing at us, his eyes turned to stare at the yellow-clothed Taoist again. There was a glint of disdain in his eyes.

The yellow-clothed Taoist also saw the old Taoist priest across the road. The funeral procession had already begun to march in tears, but he stared at the old Taoist priest across the road, and the two of them did not salute each other or say a word.

The yellow-clothed Taoist shook off his dust, carried it with his left arm, and went with the team.

The old Taoist priest watched the funeral procession disappear in front of his eyes, turned his head to stare at me, gave me a blank look, picked up an empty plastic drink bottle from the ground, and turned to leave.

Yan Pianqian said on the side: "In less than seven days, this family will definitely bleed the light, and some people in the family will die with it." Let's go. ”

I tugged at his sleeve.

Yan Pianqian turned around and put a hat on his bald head that he didn't know when he bought it. Looking into my eyes, "What are you going to do?" I'm not going. As I've said, you can't interfere with Taoist rituals. "Because of the experience just now, Yan Pianqian is already a little afraid of me.

I tugged at him again