When we were eating, the old man of the landlord knocked on the door and walked in, Yang Shujun wiped his oily mouth, and dragged the old man over to eat with us. The old man said that there was a cousin in his family who was over 90 years old who died, and tomorrow he would be happy and mourned, and he would hold a banquet, and invited the troupe to let us go over to be lively. I said in my heart, no wonder I haven't seen this old man for the past two days, it turns out that he is busy with funerals.

As soon as Yang Shujun heard that there was a banquet to eat, he agreed without saying a word, and Miss Bai and I looked at each other and smiled bitterly, so we didn't refuse. Early the next morning, the old man's son drove us out of the car in a farm car, and walked around the county town, and finally stopped in front of a large mansion.

A stage was set up on the side of the road in front of the courtyard, and a martial artist on the stage was playing with a flower gun with thick makeup, and the mountain people of the ten miles and eight villages rushed over to help the old and the young, and the water around the stage could not be leaked, and from time to time bursts of colorful sounds, and the cries that came out from time to time in the house were fused together, and it felt extremely incongruous. Not far from the stage, layers of paper objects are piled up like mountains.

As soon as Miss Bai stepped out of the car, there was a commotion. Many people didn't watch the drama anymore, and they all looked at Miss Bai, staring at each other with big eyes, as if to say, how can there be such a fashionable and beautiful female relative in this funeral family? The martial artist on the stage didn't know what was going on, and he stopped. Miss Bai walked beside me as if she hadn't noticed the gazes of those people.

When I entered the house, I saw the filial sons and grandsons kneeling in the mourning shed, and Mr. Yin and Yang, who presided over the funeral, sat at a small wooden table, burped, and called 'Guest', and a group of people began to cry loudly, crying without tears. Miss Bai and I went with the funeral of 100 yuan, and Yang Shujun also took 100 yuan, and the three of them were arranged at a separate small table.

I couldn't sit still at all, so I took Miss Bai out to watch the play. When those mountain people saw Miss Bai's dress, they might think that she was a big man from outside the mountain, so they stepped aside one after another and gave us the best position.

The custom here is that the funeral is followed by a feast. Almost noon, with two cannon shots, a large coffin was carried by eight people and slowly came out of the house. Judging from the strength of the eight people carrying the coffin, I think the deceased in the coffin should not be cremated, and the heart said, the mountains are not as good as the plains, maybe the card here is not strict.

At this time, those mountain folk dramas stopped watching, and gathered on both sides of the road. First two local youths set off cannons to clear the way, then a dutiful son holding a spirit flag, and Mr. Yin Yang stood sideways by the coffin, shouting at the mountain people to get out of the way with the strength of wine. Those filial sons and grandsons followed behind the coffin, crying loudly. A group of people was mighty, and the scene was spectacular. Some of the mountain people talked and laughed, pointing at the mourners.

As he walked, suddenly a cannon shot fell from mid-air, and by chance, it happened to land on the coffin and exploded. The coffin bearer shouted, scattered, and the coffin was thrown to the ground with a 'tom'. If I were to preside over the funeral, I might beat people, and it would be unlucky for the coffin to fall to the ground during the funeral, let alone throw it on the ground so hard.

Sure enough, Mr. Yin and Yang jumped like thunder, scolding those who carried the coffin, and those who sent the mourners behind were stunned in place. I shook my head secretly, and inadvertently glanced at the flag, and I suddenly saw the flag float...

At that time, there was no wind at all, and I hurriedly looked at the coffin, and in a trance, I seemed to see a faint shadow coming out of the coffin...

Trick the soul...

I hurriedly shouted, "Cheat, don't run around!" ”

As soon as I finished speaking, a whirlwind blew in front of the coffin, and the filial son was so frightened that he threw away the spirit flag and jumped aside. Those mountain people cried and shouted for their mothers to run around.

Master told me that if the coffin of the deceased suddenly falls to the ground before burial, there is sometimes a phenomenon of deception, because some ghosts are still in the coffin even though they are separated from the body. The so-called deception of the ghost is that the ghost is frightened and escapes. When the ghost comes out, it can't withstand the sunlight, and it will attach itself to the living in a panic. Possessed by a ghost, it is called 'bumper' in the north.

Once the soul is deceitful, the yang people in the vicinity must not run around, the gathered yang energy will force the ghost back into the coffin, once frightened and run, the yang energy is dispersed, and it is easy to be possessed by the ghost.

I shouted at the mountain people not to run, but it didn't work. The scene was chaotic, and suddenly, a middle-aged woman foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.

I hurried over, and Miss Bai followed. I saw the woman lying on the ground, rolling her eyes, her whole body convulsed, her head swaying, and white foam gushing out of her mouth. The crowd was so far away that no one dared to approach. After a while, a middle-aged strong man rushed out of the crowd, crying and howling, it should be the woman's husband.

I jumped up and hugged him, "Don't touch her!" ”

Master told me that when ghosts first become attached to people, they will touch their own souls. The reason why people are as ignorant as a sheep's epilepsy is caused by their own unstable souls, and if their souls are frightened and get out of the way when they touch it, they may not be saved.

The woman's husband had a fierce temper and was so powerful that he broke me out. I had to stop him and try to explain to him that he was not allowed to touch this woman. But he didn't listen at all, but rolled up his sleeves to fight with me, and was pressed to the ground by Miss Bai's grappling hand. Although Miss Bai has been talking and laughing with me recently, it seems to be a different person compared to the original, but the cold temperament in her bones makes me still daunting from time to time.

Just like at this moment, the cold demeanor when she restrained this person, and the powerful aura emanating from her body, made me swallow my saliva involuntarily. The mountain people were completely stunned.

The Mr. Yin and Yang couldn't scream at the moment, and walked over with a pale face, looking at the woman on the ground, not knowing what was going on. Like this kind of ordinary folk Mr. Yin and Yang, he also presides over the funeral, knows a little bit of yin house feng shui, and the rest is not very capable.

"This woman 'hit the customer'." I said.

Mr. Yin and Yang should have heard of the bumper, and nodded stunnedly. The middle-aged man was pressed to the ground by Miss Bai, struggling and scolding. was kicked on the ass by Mr. Yin Yang and scolded him, and he didn't dare to speak.

In the silence, the woman suddenly jumped up like a corpse, her eyes staring straight at me, and I couldn't help but take a step back. I didn't have any runes or magic weapons with me, and for a while, I didn't know how to exorcise the dead ghosts attached to her. While she was thinking about what to do, the woman suddenly heard an old man's voice.

"Where am I..."

Everyone was stunned, and Miss Bai let go of the middle-aged strong man. Immediately afterwards, the woman turned around stiffly and walked towards the coffin, saying to those filial sons and grandsons as she went, who are you buried? … The timid ones were already scared to tears.

Then, as soon as the woman turned around, she smirked and walked towards the stage, jumped on the stage, and danced with a spear that snatched the martial artist. I walked over and asked the filial son, saying that the old man had sung when he was young. At this time, those who watched the excitement ran out, and Yang Shujun originally stayed in the courtyard waiting for the banquet to start, but he also ran out at this moment.

"What's going on?" Yang Shujun asked me.

I pointed to the woman on the stage and said with a wry smile, "This woman is possessed by the ghost of the old man in the coffin." ”

Yang Shujun grinned, "The old man really can't pick people, and if you want to attach a good-looking one..."

was heard by the woman's husband, and his eyes widened, "What are you talking about?" ”

"Nothing." Yang Shujun stuck out his tongue, "I said that your wife is good-looking." ”

Suddenly, the woman on the stage stopped dancing and looked directly at Yang Shujun.

"You... What are you doing? Yang Shujun asked.

"Isn't this Brother Yang, why are you here?" The woman asked.

"How does he know you?!" I asked in amazement.

"It's... This is weird..."Yang Shujun was frightened.

At this time, the woman's husband rushed over and grabbed Yang Shujun's clothes, "Okay, you bastard, are you seducing my wife in private, say!" ”

Tips: The new domain name "biquge.info" has been launched by Biquge, and the original domain name is about to be discontinued. Please tell each other, thank you!