"In this way, you are indeed older than Granny Wu." Daddy said.

Situ Zi smiled slightly.

"You've been secretly following Granny Wu, right?" Daddy asked. If it weren't for that, he shouldn't have been present at Granny Wu's funeral. Granny Wu was not a very famous person during her lifetime, and it was impossible for the news of her death to spread to the outside world all at once. There is only one possibility, that is, he is secretly paying attention to Granny Wu in a hidden corner.

Situ Zi did not hide it, and nodded generously.

"Looks like you still have affection for her. Why not come to her while she's alive? Why don't you wait until she's dead to come and see her? Daddy asked.

Situ Zi sighed and said, "Since she told you about me, then you should know that I am a person who uses the method of yin harvesting to prolong my life." I'm going to keep changing women, how can I bother her? She is different, she picks another woman, she can find a good man to live in peace. ”

"But she didn't."

Situ Zi was silent.

At this moment, Xie Xiaomi came to the mourning hall.

When Situ Zi saw Xie Xiaomi, his eyes were stunned, as if he had seen something strange.

Xie Xiaomi was stared at by him for a long time, a little embarrassed, approached his father and asked, "Ma Xiucai, who is he?" ”

Grandpa asked rhetorically, "How did you find here?" ”

Xie Xiaoxiao said: "I arrived at your house, and I heard Luo Buzhai say that you came here, so I came over." How? Not welcome? ”

Grandpa said: "It's still not suitable for you to show your face casually outside." Grandpa coughed lightly, stood up and pulled Xie Xiaomi out, and said in a low voice: "Do you know, the person you asked just now is specialized in yin picking." No one has more yin energy in their body than you, so you have to be careful. ”

Xie Xiaomi frowned and said, "No wonder he kept staring at me just now." ”

"I'm just amazed at how well you look." A voice sounded coldly behind Grandpa and Xie Xiaomi.

Turning his head, Grandpa found that Situ Zi was already behind him, and he didn't know when he suddenly walked so close, and there was no footsteps at all. If you want to talk about cat foot kung fu, this is cat foot kung fu, quietly.

Situ Zi bowed respectfully to Xie Xiaomi, his voice was not high but sonorous: "Grandma! ”

Xie Xiaoxiao glanced at her father and said with a smile: "I didn't expect him to call me grandma too." ”

Situ Zi said with a smile: "Although I used to be a Taoist priest, I have no other strengths except for this Yin Picking Technique and Cat's Foot Kung Fu, but because I know a little about Yin and Yang, I often provoke evil spirits and ghosts." I knew that if I couldn't get along with them, I would ask for hardship, so if I saw someone who was stronger than me, I called my uncle, and when I saw someone more powerful, I called me grandma, to show respect and show that I didn't have trouble with them. If you see some little ghosts and monsters that can be eliminated with a raise of your hand, you will call your nephew, and you will increase your ambition slightly. ”

Grandpa was surprised: "What a coincidence! I have a friend named Luo Buzhai, and he uses this way to distinguish the ranks of the chaotic gods. ”

"Ma Xiucai, this is not a coincidence. After I left the Taoist temple, I was often harassed by little ghosts and monsters, and I was so annoyed that I couldn't concentrate on learning my master's yin picking technique. Later, I met a friend who traveled the rivers and lakes, and he taught me this trick, telling me to bow down when I met a powerful person, call someone an uncle and grandmother, and call a nephew if I don't meet a good person. I tried his method, and it worked. Maybe the friend who went to the rivers and lakes and your friend surnamed Luo are the same people. ”

"I see." Daddy said.

Granny Wu's funeral was held for seven days and seven nights. She had no children or grandchildren, so she invited a woman who specially cried for mourning to come to the mourning hall to cry and increase the sad atmosphere. Fortunately, Granny Wu left a lot of savings during her lifetime, and the seven-day and seven-night funeral did not look shabby at all. Before, it was my grandfather who helped preside, and Situ Zi came to preside.

In these seven days, Situ Zi and his grandfather talked a lot about their respective insights and exchanged ideas with each other.

However, what Situ Zi is good at is naturally the means of seducing women, followed by the technique of room. Most of his life experience is this.

Grandpa thought to himself, his methods were all small skills in front of the shell sachet. But fortunately, the shell sachet is not in the hands of such people.

Situ Zi said that the best woman in his heart was Granny Wu back then. Although he has experienced many women in the back, many of them are more beautiful and charming than Granny Wu, and have a better figure than her, but in his eyes, they are all medicines that prolong life. He said that the ancient poem said that "removing Wushan is not a cloud", but he sighed that "removing Wu's is medicine".

After learning that his grandfather could calculate, Situ Zi was very interested. He said that he had learned to calculate when he was in the Taoist temple, and he thought that he was more accurate, and he wanted to compete with his grandfather.

Grandpa promised to compete if he had the opportunity in the future to see who was more accurate.

On the seventh day of Granny Wu's funeral, Grandpa and Situ Zi walked around the place where Granny Wu used to walk with the Taoist priests and fellow villagers, and the woman pretending to be Granny Wu's daughter held Granny Wu's spirit card, and the Eight King Kongs carried the coffin. I'm about to go up the mountain for the burial, so I'm going to let her walk in a familiar place one last time today as a memory.

When he walked to the bridge of the old river, the Taoist priest at the front stopped and said that he would recite the Sutra of Death on the bridge. The Sutra of Persuasion of the Dead is a scripture that advises the deceased not to linger in the world anymore and set foot on the Huangquan Road with peace of mind. After the death of many people, they are nostalgic for all kinds of things in the world and are reluctant to set foot on Huangquan Road. However, if Yang Shou has not set foot on the Huangquan Road at the end of his life, the souls of the dead are easy to get lost in the world and become wandering spirits or ghosts. Therefore, Taoist priests will recite the Sutra of Death on this day to drive the souls of the deceased on the road.

On this day, Xie Xiaomi came again, stayed at Ma's house first, and saw that the mighty funeral procession had walked near the old river, so she came out of Ma's house to join in the fun, chattering in front of her father. She had never been involved in a funeral, so she felt that everything was fresh.

Grandpa saw that the Taoist priest had set up a small table and spread a red cloth on the table, so he said to Xie Xiaomi: "Don't make trouble, you listen to the Taoist priest's ten cups of wine to persuade the dead, this is the focus of the funeral." ”

Xie Xiaomi immediately closed his mouth and went to listen to the Taoist priest chanting.

The Taoist priest prepared a pot of wine in advance, poured a full cup first, poured it into the old river from the bridge, and read: "A cup of wine is full of pouring, I advise the deceased to leave early, and do not suffer at home." Go to Jiangdong with nothing to do, ten peach blossoms and nine trees are red, and one day the wind rises, the flowers fall and the branches are empty, the flowers are still going to be sent in spring, people can not be resurrected after death, the dead are gone like lights out, and there is no trace of the west sky. ”

The Taoist priest sifted another glass of wine, poured it into the old river, and read: "Two cups of wine are full of sifting, and the dead will not come back, and they will go up to the Eight Immortals in front." The dumb man can talk after eating, the blind man can open his eyes after eating, the bald man eats the long hair, the cripple eats the fast walk, and the dead eat the fragrant wine, so they are not at ease and at ease. ”

Xie Xiaoxiao couldn't help but ask his father: "Is there really a fine wine from Baxiantai?" Can the dumb man speak after drinking it, and the blind man can see? ”

Grandpa nodded and said: "After death, people re-enter reincarnation, and they will no longer be blind or dumb in the next life, so they will definitely be able to see and speak before reincarnation." If the dumb man is still dumb in the next life, and the blind man is still blind, then he must have done something evil that will never be recovered. ”

When Grandpa spoke, the Taoist priest poured the third glass of wine, still sprinkled it into the river, and then read: "Three cups of fine wine are full of sifting, and the dead cry tears and mourn, and the front has arrived at Wangxiangtai." Looking up at the stage, seeing the children and grandchildren crying and mourning, he turned around and worshiped Yan Jun, and the king of Hades did not let go of the dead, and called the children and grandchildren not to cry, and relatives and friends not to mourn, burn more money and paper, and have money to open the way. After reading it, the Taoist priest grabbed a handful of paper money and raised it up, and landed in the river on the bridge, like the autumn wind hitting the fallen leaves.

In the fourth cup of wine, the Taoist priest read: "Four cups of fine wine pour two pairs, the dead will not return to their hometown, and they will come to the tea selling post in front." An old man who sells tea on the gang, often sells ecstasy soup, the dead drink the ecstasy soup, and can't find where the road in the yang world is, and the dead people arrive at the ghost gate, and the headless ghost blocks the road, persuading people not to do evil in the world, so as not to entangle the unjust ghosts. ”

Xie Xiaomi asked, "This is Meng Po soup, right?" ”

Grandpa nodded: "After drinking Meng Po soup, you will forget the things of your previous life, and you will not be able to find your way back to the yang world." In addition to this Meng Po soup, people are reincarnated and have the mystery of the womb, because they have to stay in the mother's womb for ten months and become a new adult, during which they will also forget many things about their past lives that Meng Po soup cannot eliminate. ”

Xie Xiaomi said: "If you can't find your way to the yang world, you will definitely panic, right?" I don't want to forget the things of this life, and if I get there, I must not drink Meng Po soup. ”

Grandpa educated Xie Xiaoxiao like a child: "Where you want to not drink, you can not drink!" ”

"I'm going to find a way to deal with Meng Po Tang from today onwards." Xie Xiaomi pouted like a child and said.

The Taoist priest poured the fifth, sixth, and seventh cups of wine one after another, poured them out separately, and read: "The five cups of wine are full, and the dead are crying tears, and they come to the hungry dog village in front." Hungry dog out of the hungry dog village, grinning and chasing the soul, the mouth is bloody, the teeth are sharp like steel nails, a pair of eyes are like copper bells, the dead man sees the heart is also cold, he takes out the dog cake in his arms, and gently throws it in the middle of the road, the hungry dog sees the cake and goes to eat, and the dead man escapes. ”

"Six glasses of wine, pour six lamps, the dead will not return, and the front comes to Jiandao Mountain. Those who do good go up to the knife mountain, the golden boy and the jade girl will lead you, the evil person goes up the knife mountain, the bull head and the horse face forward, and the bottom pokes on the tip of the knife, and the whole body is full of holes. ”

"Seven glasses of wine were poured, and the dead cried so much that they couldn't dry their tears, and they arrived at Poqian Mountain in front. Don't make a hole in the money, don't come and don't round the outside, don't use the money, throw it all in the broken money mountain, good money hit the sub-pole, break the money to break the money mountain, relatives and friends send a plate entanglement, no silver money is sad. ”

Xie Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing when she heard this, grabbed her father's arm and said, "Listen, the inside is not round outside, doesn't it mean that the living people don't do the paper money well?" ”