The fifth man who was pushing the cart also frowned and exclaimed:

"Oh no, it's raining, let's go! Soak the coffin and the corpse, that's a bad thing! ”

But when he looked up at the sky to see the size of the dark cloud, he found that there was no cloud above him, and the sky was empty.

Thousands of pedestrians in front of the south gate withdrew from the quiet state just now, looked at the three people in the distance suspiciously, stared at the rain and dew that was only three feet away in front of the city gate, and immediately believed the old lady's words, all of them were a little disgusted and disgusted, and one by one thought in their hearts:

- How can this rain fall when it falls, and you still pick such a place, and not a drop will fall this way? It seems that the old lady is right, it is specially ordered to the Natian family!

But after a while, Lao Wu realized that the rain was not quite right.

These translucent droplets like jade dew fell on the coffin, and they did not wet the coffin board, so they seeped into it and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The two pushed the cart, but they didn't feel the coffin getting heavier.

Not only did the two not struggle because the coffin entered the water, but new energy poured out of their bodies.

Showered by the rain, the two of them walked faster and faster, their strength became greater and greater, and their clothes were still dry and neat, they didn't feel wet, they didn't feel damp, and they didn't know where all the rain and dew went.

I don't know what kind of strange water this raindrop is, Wang Lin found that after it dripped into his body, it turned into a trace of aura, nourishing vitality and nourishing the body.

Although it is not as good as taking a sip of wine, it is better than rain and dew, and mortals can also reap great benefits from it.

Looking at this strange scene, Wang Lin was not alerted by this, because he noticed that a large number of yin qi around him was pure, and at first glance, it was the Yin Evil Ghost Officials of the City God who belonged to him rushing here.

I thought that these were all the handiwork made by Huang Chenghuang, to compensate for the people of the Tian family who were accidentally scattered due to their negligence, and by the way, they got some parting gifts for the three of them.

The three of them walked all the way, and on the dirt road behind them, a patch of tender grass and flowers grew in a short time.

When the three of them walked away, the rain curtain also moved into the distance, and the pedestrians in front of the city gate realized that something was wrong, and they didn't dare to say more.

It's just that they all muttered in their hearts, this Tian family died tragically, and in the end there were only two corpse collectors and a wild Taoist priest to help bury them, and there was not even a team to cry and mourn and scatter paper money, and I don't know how much suffering I have to endure when I get to the underworld.

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The cart headed south and turned into a difficult dirt pit and ravine.

Mo Yunqi has practiced martial arts, and now he has been poured by the nectar of spiritual rain, and a trace of smart and clear qi that is different from internal force has been born in his body, and his strength has increased greatly all of a sudden, and he has to carry four coffins and cross the potholes.

But in the potholes on the ground, suddenly a mouth of clear water gushed out.

Under the rapids of the water, Qingquan carried the wheels of the cart and climbed over the uneven part of the road.

A clear spring sprung up, and a glimmer of spiritual light flashed.

Eight springs gushed up like this, and eight rays of spiritual light flashed, and Lao Wu and Mo Yunqi also walked through this rotten road and walked towards the burial place chosen by the Tian family.

The spiritual light flashed out of the water, and the clear spring disappeared, leaving only the spiritual light to fly into the coffin in turn.

Lao Wu and Mo Yunqi are both mortals with the naked eye and can't see this light.

But Wang Lin saw that these spiritual lights were tightly attached to the dead corpse.

After the aura possessed the body, there was a sudden gust of wind around him, and the city god ghost officials of the brigade came in line.

The cow tears and crow tears that dripped before Mo Yunqi had expired, and at this time, he only felt a light in his hand, and the coffin seemed to be lifted by an invisible hand, floating on the cart without weight.

Mo Yunqi's hands suddenly became weak, but as a cart driver, he controlled the direction and guided the coffins to the burial ground.

He already felt that something was wrong, and wanted to drop water to see if he had bumped into an evil ghost when sending the corpse, but he was afraid that if he let go, he would break the rules that he couldn't stop and couldn't let go after the coffin was lifted, so he hurriedly looked at the master.

Lao Wu's face was full of solemnity, and he said to him without looking back:

"Don't get distracted, don't stop, follow me!"

Lao Wu couldn't see the specific situation around him clearly, but he only knew that there were many more Chenghuang officials around him.

I thought that Master Huang was really righteous enough, and he knew how to give them a ride, but his face was impassive, pretending to be indifferent, and he didn't want to show his complacent little family spirit in front of the ghosts of the city god.

Wang Lin saw it clearly, was taken aback, and thought, "What a big battle!" ”

With these eight coffins as the center, there are four or five hundred Yin Differences within a radius of 100 meters, and the chief official and subordinate officer of the City God are not bad.

There were a few long-faced people in front, holding mourning sticks to open the way.

There is a ghost-faced general with a golden flail and a silver lock in his hand on the six roads, who is guarding the perimeter.

The three pairs of Yin and Yang Sigong took turns to chant the merits and good deeds that everyone in the Tian family had done during their lifetimes.

Among them, three military judges were in command, and three civil judges held umbrellas and covered the mourning flags.

Dozens of soul seduction messengers flew forward, planting white flags all the way, sweeping away the lonely souls and wild ghosts near the burial place with all their might, and when they caught one, they couldn't help but stuff it with a pile of yin qi copper plates.

Then he took them back to the underground city god one by one, and waited for time later, and then sent them all to the Netherworld.

More than 100 errands, crowded around the cart, holding the coffin with their hands.

There were two or three hundred ghost officials left, holding all kinds of funeral instruments made of ghost qi, and throwing fake coins and fake money made of yin qi along the way.

Huang Ba, who was so busy that he couldn't get along, appeared here at this time.

There were two other people by Huang Chenghuang's side, and the three of them walked side by side, reciting the transcendent scriptures with Wang Lin together.

The scene in front of him is too exaggerated, and it is no longer a posture that a single Huang Chenghuang can handle.

Wang Lin saw that this battle was wrong, and only then did he realize that these were caused by his previous mistake and accident.

But now that he is at the funeral, he can't stop reciting the supernatural scriptures, so he can only make mistakes and finish the funeral.

After a short walk, they arrived at the grave that Lao Wu had chosen for the Tian family.

The eight disappearance springs have reappeared here.

They rolled around and spat out large piles of earth and rocks, and immediately dug eight deep pits in the ground.

Lao Wu felt more relaxed, he didn't expect that he didn't even have to dig the soil, and immediately changed the stereotype that he felt that the city god was not good to do things, and called the city god all good ghosts, good ghosts, and capable ghosts!

Knowing that there was a Chenghuang Yin to help, Lao Wu unceremoniously arranged these ghost hands and shouted:

"Carry the coffin, go to the grave!"

Eight coffins flew up and landed steadily into the tomb.

Lao Wu was fascinated in his heart, looked at those few mouthfuls of spiritual springs and thought about it, and shouted at them in an uncertain tone:

"Sealing the grave?"

The eight spiritual springs were stunned for a moment, and even the flowing water in the spring stagnated for a moment, and then they burrowed into the soil one by one, and gently covered the soil and stones back into the tomb.

It wasn't until eight tall graves were piled up that the spiritual springs gathered together again and turned into a small stream that flowed past the Tian family's graves.

The stream gurgled and flowed, straight into the ground, and connected back to the underworld, and by the way, the true spirit full of eight traces of ritual in the tomb was extradited to the yellow spring water.

Before Wang Lin could thank the city god officials, they immediately drifted away, as if there was a rule, they could not stay here.

The fifth child didn't notice any difference, led the three of them to worship the new grave, then pushed the empty car, and happily prepared to set off with Wang Lin.