He took out a handful of paper money from his arms, raised his hand, and floated up one after another, muttering in his mouth: "The road to the underworld is not easy to walk." Turn off the wind and turn off the wind, don't look back. Look ahead, two horses pull the cart; On both sides, boys and girls walked with them; The black and white impermanence in the back, you slow down, the spirit flag floats on Huangquan Road with the wind; After drinking Meng Po's soup, you go to reincarnation; After reincarnation, you broke off your relationship with your previous life......"

This should be regarded as a sacrificial text, the master half chanted and half sang it, the tune was weird, accompanied by the yin wind, which made people chill all over the body and chill all over the body. There are timid children, who have long been shrunk in their mother's arms, with their eyes wide open, so frightened that they dare not move.

Under the infection of this atmosphere, people have a little hallucination, feeling that the area under the street lamp where Master Tang is standing, the air fluctuates, the light is mysterious, it really seems that the ghost door is wide open, and the wind is a ghost crying, whining and screaming.

At this time, at the entrance of the community, it was so quiet that I could hear the needle, I was short of breath, trembling, and my teeth chattered. At this time, someone suddenly knocked on the back, and he almost collapsed on the ground, and when he looked back at Li Yang, he whispered, "You look to the right front." ”

I squinted and saw a man standing in the shadow of the cave, far from the crowd. I can only see a vague figure, this person seems to be wearing a thin white dress and black pants, legs slightly open, arms around chest.

I felt that this person was very familiar, and I immediately remembered that this was the assistant that Master Xie was with. When Master Xie was doing the Fa, he was guarding the door downstairs.

He and the little boy have both appeared, what about Master Xie? Such a strange scene, Master Xie is a Taoist, and he will definitely not turn a blind eye. Why didn't he come out?

pulled up a thread, and then brought up a series of clues, why did Guan Feng die for the funeral here? I suddenly remembered that we have an unwritten rule here that if the funeral is not in the evening, it must be finished before noon on the same day.

Generally, the funeral team will choose to set off early in the morning and go all the way to the crematorium to send the body to the furnace and burn it for burial. In order to please auspiciousness, everyone has to fight for a stove.

Late-night funerals are unheard of and unconventional.

I thought about it, Guan Feng's matter can't be handled with common sense, their family members have invited a master with superb Taoism to overdo it, it seems that there must be a big hidden secret.

After scattering the paper money, Master Tang walked up to the old lady. This girl is still kneeling there, crying and mourning, her lips are purple, and she doesn't know whether she is cold or frightened. It is estimated that this time, she will be seriously ill.

Master Tang costume made his hand copy of her armpit and made her stand up. But her legs were weak, she couldn't stand at all, and she was about to fall down again. Those relatives finally came up, and they helped her, and it was not easy to get her right.

Guan Feng's mother, who was holding the portrait, ran over and cried, "Master, why did my Xiaofeng get into the oil pot?" He is a good child, how can he get into the oil pot? ”

Master Tang pretended to have a gloomy face and said: "There must be cause and effect in the debts and debts. I tested your son's eight characters, and there was a female ghost standing in his horoscope, and the yin qi was too strong, and it was the female ghost who pulled him into hell to suffer. ”

The people around him listened coldly, and their teeth chattered. Guan Feng's mother trembled and muttered to herself: "Xiaofeng, why are you messing with female ghosts?" ”

"This female ghost has a lot of resentment, and has condensed into a spirit, if your son is not good at exceeding, I am afraid that he will fall into the underworld and hell forever, cook in an oil pot and suffer sin, and will not be able to live forever." Master said.

I swallowed, and I inserted his mother's. Like Guan Feng, I have to suffer in the oil pot, will I end up like this after I die? Guan Feng killed Lin Xia, one corpse and two lives, he went to suffer and suffer, but there are still some fates, which is reasonable. Who the fuck did I recruit to provoke whom, Diosi has been in her life, and she hasn't even pulled a girl's hand, and I'm confused to accompany the playboy to get into the oil pot together, am I wronged?

Guan Feng's mother knelt down for the master with a "poof", buried her head deeply, and cried breathlessly: "Master, you can help my son overtake." I'm his mother, he's dead, and I can't watch him suffer again......"

Master Tang Fu pulled her up and sighed: "It's okay to be excessive." It's just that it's very troublesome here, and I don't know if it can be done. Also, the cost is very high......"

"I'll spend as much as I want." Guan Feng's mother replied immediately.

"Ahem, ahem." In the crowd, Guan Feng's father coughed and reminded her not to talk nonsense.

Master Tang said lightly: "Let's go back and talk about it." ”

Guan Feng's relatives left the community and went home. Li Yang and I hurriedly followed. The idlers in the community were not lively and scattered, and there were groups of discussions. It is estimated that the scene just now is enough for them to chew the root of their tongue for half a year.

Guan Feng's house is really not far from the garden community, and they will be there after a few markets. His house lived on the third floor, and a large crowd of people rushed in. I followed, and as soon as I stepped into the threshold of his house, I was almost pushed out by a strange smell.

The smell can't be described, it's not sturdy, it's not smelly, it's rich and doesn't melt, it looks like something rotting and emitting it, and it actually reminds me of leprosy. His house is in good condition, with three bedrooms and one living room. The hall was large, full of chairs and benches, and relatives and friends were seated. Guan Feng entered the back room, and a large group of female guests followed her in to chat with her. His father boiled water and made hot tea for the guests one by one, and Li Yang and I sat on a small bench in the corner of the hall, and we also held a cup of steaming tea.

My hands were frozen and I looked around as I borrowed a hot teacup to keep warm.

In the center of the hall was an offering table with a black-and-white photograph of Guan Feng's posthumous portrait. In front of the statue are two lanterns, faintly burning with the light of a bean-sized fire. An incense burner with three long incense sticks in it, and the fireworks are faint. On the table, according to the rules, there are also four small bowls and four plates for offering.

The four small bowls are a bowl of fried fish, a bowl of carrots, a bowl of green vegetables, and a bowl of button meat. The four plates are a plate of apples, a plate of oranges, a plate of small snacks, and a plate of water.

"Everyone, stop arguing, the master is going to do it." Guan Feng's father coughed a few times to remind everyone.

The hall fell silent.

The master of Tang costume stood in front of the offering table, holding a brush in his hand, dipped in a dish of blood-red cinnabar, and began to draw talismans without hurry.

It didn't take long for Master Tang to draw four talismans, and it looked quite like that. He told Guan Feng's father that these talismans should be hung on one at the door, one in the toilet, and two on the door of Guan Feng's bedroom. Guan Feng's father took the talisman, pasted the door and toilet, came to the bedroom door, and was about to paste it on the door. Master said, "Don't stick it outside, stick it inside the bedroom door." Guan Feng's father hesitated a little and slowly turned the doorknob.

Li Yang and I both discovered this detail, and it can be inferred that there is something wrong with Guan Feng's bedroom.

Li Yang, this kid, reacted quickly, immediately walked over, and said to Guan Feng's father, "Uncle, I'll help you post it." ”

Guan Feng's father nodded in thanks, "Okay, young man, you help me stick it inside." ”

Li Yang pushed the door open, and I don't know if it was a psychological illusion, as soon as the bedroom door opened, the temperature of the whole room seemed to drop suddenly, and an eerie cold air seeped out. Everyone in the hall was talking in a low voice, but suddenly, no one made a sound, and it was maddeningly quiet.

I saw Li Yang standing at the door, he didn't dare to step in, he was trembling, his eyes were looking straight at the bedroom, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Master Tang Fu hurriedly walked over to check, and I was just about to follow, when I heard a bald man in his fifties next to me say, "This kid is really stunned, can he open the bedroom door?" ”

I asked, "What's wrong with the bedroom?" ”

The bald man glanced at me, and he also wanted to show off, and said in a low voice: "You don't know what to do, when Xiaofeng died, he died on the bed in his bedroom." ”

A few people next to him hurriedly leaned over and asked what was going on.

The bald man wrapped the cotton jacket tightly around his body, and just wanted to say something, a gust of wind blew, blowing all over his body, he clicked his lips and coughed twice: "Cough, cough, forget it, don't say it." I'm so hairy in my heart that goosebumps are up. ”

Listening to him don't say anything, the few people next to him who were hung up on their appetites stopped doing it and urged tightly. The bald man not only wants to show off his secrets, but is also afraid of being targeted by ghosts, and the double contradiction tortures him to death, and the desire to talk in his stomach is like a cork of boiling water, which is jumped straight by the steam.