In many places, such a custom is still circulated.

For those who have not gone to the funeral, at the time of mourning, copper coins must be placed in the mouth of the deceased and their faces covered with a white cloth.

The copper coin in the mouth is so that the soul of the ancestors can float out of the head safely and be reincarnated safely. Covering the face with a white cloth is a kind of mourning, and at the same time, it is also afraid of the dead and looking at the living, bringing bad luck.

Now, Li Feng actually asked me to steal that white cloth, what is the difference between this and asking me to dig someone's grave. You must know that the time that the dead are kept at home is very short, usually only one day and a half day, and this half day is also the time when the mutter, mage, etc. The mage has passed over, and the children have cried and mourned, and they will go out of the funeral.

Now taking advantage of people's crying and mourning to steal cloth, isn't this a slap in the face of other people's families? Moreover, when doing the transcendent rituals, everyone is there, and when they steal at this time, isn't they looking for death?

It is foreseeable that if I listened to Li Feng's words, the end would be so miserable.

Therefore, I didn't agree to die, and looked at Li Feng pitifully: "Master, if you ask me to steal the white cloth covering the face of someone's dead, I will be beaten to death." ”

Li Feng shook his head and made an orchid finger with his hand: "No, no, no, the master didn't let you steal, he asked you to take it." ”

"Uh, how do you get it?" I asked

"How do I know, you can figure it out yourself, anyway, I'll see that white cloth tomorrow morning." Li Feng replied with a dignified manner

…… Let me ask, is this different from stealing, you heartless dead old man?

Again, reluctantly, I was kicked out of the door by Li Feng.

"When it was ugly last night, there was an elderly family surnamed Zhang in Nanshan Village who passed away, and tonight I did fasting and dipping over, and you just happened to fast when you went to someone's house, as for how to take it, you can find a way to go by yourself."

After saying this, Li Feng slammed the door shut again.

………… This old man, I'm really convinced, where there are dead people know so clearly.

After muttering outside the door for a while, and unwillingly greeting Li Feng's immediate family, I walked to Nanshan Village depressed again.

Nanshan Village, said that it is not far away, just a distance from a mountain, from here to Nanshan Village, it is about night to arrive. This Li Feng, even the time point has been calculated for me.

However, after I go, how can I get the white cloth? Could it be that I said to my master, buddy, can you give me the white cloth that your father or mother wears on his head?

If I'm really so stupid, I guess I'll be greeted by a broom from someone else's family.

After struggling for a long time, I finally came to the conclusion that one step at a time is one step at a time.

Li Feng's prediction was good, when I walked to Nanshan Village, it was indeed evening, and this point was about 8.9 o'clock.

It's just that there seem to be a lot of people surnamed Zhang in this village, and which family is doing the funeral, is it difficult for me to ask him one by one, asking him, is your family dead, is someone hanging?

Not to mention that I was greeted with a slap, I guess after I asked, the funeral was done.

By the way, I can tell Li Feng like this, just say that I can't find the way, and I don't know which family is doing the funeral.

In an instant, such an idea popped up in my heart, and my little heart was about to jump out of excitement, and finally there was an excuse to go home and sleep peacefully.

However, the next conversation between a pair of passers-by A and B completely shattered my illusions.

"Hey, haven't you heard, Mrs. Zhang of the martial arts family at the end of the village passed away last night, and she is doing a funeral tonight."

"I heard that, alas, this old lady is also pitiful, she has suffered for most of her life, and now her son has a chance, and she didn't enjoy two days of Qingfu, so she left."

"This old lady Zhang is a good person in the village on weekdays, and when the funeral is out later, I'll send it off, but I don't remember very clearly where her house is."

"No, his house is very recognizable, next to the grocery store at the end of the village, there is only one grocery store in the whole village, don't say you can't find it."

This...... Is this the rhythm that God must force me to steal cloth?

The conversation between passers-by A and B came to my ears word for word.

Although I can still use this excuse to go back and fool Li Feng, after thinking about it, it is not impossible to send a few Yin soldiers and Yin generals to follow me with Li Feng's strange and unpredictable magical powers.

Therefore, this master can't be deceived, so I can only turn around and continue to move forward.

If you let me take the white cloth of the dead to make fun of me, I will go back and beat you to death, sir. As I walked, I thought to myself

Based on the conversation between the two passers-by, I was able to find the grocery store easily. Next to the grocery store, there is indeed a family doing a funeral.

From a distance, the door of this family is full of paper money, gold ingots and other things. In the house, there is a golden pagoda. Several people knelt on the ground, kneeling in linen and wearing filial piety. Even if I wasn't too close, I could hear a mourning rumor from afar.

"You have to eat the pork liver hard, and you have to eat it to your heart's content. You have to chew the pig lungs slowly, chew them rotten, mom yo ......" translate the dialect, the original meaning of the crying and mourning ballad is like this. Every time, when I heard the filial daughter recite this crying and mourning ballad, my face couldn't help but twitch one after another. However, this strange mourning ballad is sung quite nicely

I took a step, cautiously slipped in, bowed my head, and stood quietly on the side. Maybe it's because I'm a child. So, no one in the house noticed me. Even if there were, it only glanced at me in a hurry. Perhaps they thought that this child must be a relative of this old lady, and it was too late to play.

I was also relieved to see that no one was asking me. Frightened, he hid aside.

In the center of the room, there was a straw mat with a corpse on the mat, the body covered with a white cloth, and the face, also covered with a small piece of white cloth.

That piece of white cloth is what I'm here for tonight. It's just that now it's guarded by such people, I can't do it.

So, I had to wait for them to run out, or when there were fewer people, and take the white cloth away while they weren't paying attention.

I stood quietly like this, about eleven o'clock in the evening. The mumbler came, and set up an overkill dipping field outside the door.

At the beginning, there were still a lot of people in the house, and none of the filial sons and daughters went out.

Later, when the family members led the soul of the deceased through the thirteenth level of the ghost gate, everyone in the house ran out. Including filial sons and daughters who wear linen and wear filial piety.

This is part of the transcendental ritual, which requires relatives to line up, and the person in the back pulls the clothes and feet of the person in front. Under the leadership of the mage, he walked around in circles, passing through the thirteen levels of Huangquan Road in the underworld, Naihe Bridge, Vicious Dog Ridge, etc., only in this way can the soul of the deceased find the way to reincarnation.

At this time, there will be a mage who will come out and pretend to be the guardian of a certain level in the underworld, and the other mage who will lead the family. will say that he is a certain immortal, leading the ghost of such and such a person to pass the level, and taking the form of a question and answer mystery. The procedure is not over until the soul of the deceased is brought to the final level, the Cliff of Revention.

I also ran out, last in line, pulling the last man's clothes and feet, after two circles. I snuck back into the house while they weren't looking.

The room was empty, except for lotus lamps and some paper money scattered on the ground. In the middle of the hall, a corpse lay across the straw mat, and the white cloth on her face was already within reach.

Outside the door, the mage had already led them over Jinji Mountain. After seven more levels, it is the Soul Cliff. The thirteen levels of the ghost gate are a lot less, but it doesn't take too much time to say more.

Therefore, I also have to hurry up, and before they have completed the thirteenth level, quickly take the white cloth, and then slip away. In this way, even if they find out, it will be for later.

It's just that this thing seems to be a bit of a loss. Although taking the white cloth on the head of the dead man is not such a shady thing as shaving the beard of the dead man or taking off the clothes of the dead man, it is always a blasphemy against the dead.

I hesitated beside the dead body for a long time, then knelt down and bowed a few more times, and said something in my heart begging for his forgiveness, and then I reached for the white cloth on her face.

Reaching out, I cautiously reached for the white cloth. It's closer, it's getting closer. At this time, I also closed my eyes. At the end of the day, I would be scared when I saw a dead person.

Slowly, my hand felt the touch of the white cloth, and I was overjoyed, and I was about to pull the white cloth down and kick it into my pocket, when a sudden change occurred.

The beating outside the door came to an abrupt end, and then, there was a commotion, almost instantly, and everyone rushed into the house.