"Woo woo woo ......"

The yin wind blew, and a transparent and illusory ghost followed behind Fu Bo, picking up the ingot of the dead money.

Immediately afterwards, more and more ghosts appeared, competing for the ingots of the underworld money, and even tore together for an ingot.

These ghosts, some men and women, some old and some young, some with missing arms and legs, some are unrecognizable, with protruding eyes and long tongues, all kinds of strange and terrifying.

Seeing these ghosts, Su Hao knew that these were poor people, different from Su An, although Su An cultivated the left side of the door, but Su An guarded the peace of Wei County, had merit, and entered the underworld after death, at least he could give a small underworld official, if he chose to be reincarnated, it was also the life of wealth and longevity.

And these ghosts died unjustly before their deaths, died unexplained, their grievances were too heavy, they could not be reincarnated, and there was no one to sacrifice, so they could only be a lonely ghost and a wild ghost.

When Fauber returned to the hearse, the hearse set off again, and Fauber left some ingots from time to time for the ghosts to follow the hearse.

Half an hour later, the hearse stopped in front of a hill, and there was no road ahead.

Su Hao moved the six paper figures on the hearse one by one, and then Su Hao took out a dagger.

The next moment, I saw Su Hao cut his fingers expressionlessly, drew inexplicable symbols on the paper figures with blood, and recited unknown spells in his mouth, and when the six paper figures were all painted with symbols, Su Hao's face turned a little pale.

Although it doesn't take a lot of effort to control these ordinary paper figures, it also takes a lot of blood.

"Hurry!"

Su Hao shouted, and the blood on the six paper figures was instantly absorbed into the paper figures, and the next moment, the six paper figures moved.

Four of the paper figures came to Su An's ebony coffin and lifted it, while the other two paper figures picked up the other ingots on the hearse.

"Up!"

Su Hao pointed with his hand, and the four paper figures carried the ebony coffin to the deep mountain, Su Hao and Fu Bo also followed, and the two paper figures who walked in the last were throwing the ingot of the dead money.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

"Woo woo woo ......"

The paper figures let out oozing laughter, and the ghosts vying for the money let out a cry-like whine.

Laughter, cries, weird mixes.

Fortunately, this is a barren mountain and a wild mountain, and it is now the middle of the night, and no one passes by, otherwise ordinary people will definitely be scared half to death.

The paper man carried the ebony coffin to the deep mountain, and stopped in front of a large pit that had already been dug.

This is the blessed land of the Yin Mansion that Su An chose before his death.

After the four paper figures put the ebony coffin into the deep pit and built the tomb, Su Hao took out the three pillars of incense, lit it, and inserted it in the open space, and then raised his voice to the ghost who followed:

"Fellow villagers, my father is buried today, Su Hao wants to ask you fellow villagers to guard the grave for my father for three years!"

"In the past three years, all the villagers have been worshiped and sacrificed by the Su family!"

As soon as Su Hao's words were finished, whispers sounded among the many ghosts, like a noisy vegetable market.

"If there are villagers and elders who are willing, they can enter the paper figures."

Su Hao spoke again, and at the same time, with a wave of his hand, he scattered paper into soldiers, and hundreds of paper figures appeared in the open space.

At this time, the whispering ghosts could no longer hold back and merged into the paper figures, they had already endured enough of the days of lonely ghosts, although there were only three years of sacrifices, but they did not want to miss it.

Immediately, hundreds of paper figures burrowed into the mound that had just been piled up, and the next moment, a ghostly light flashed on the mound, and the whole tomb appeared with an iron-like luster.

Seeing this scene, Su Hao breathed a sigh of relief, there are hundreds of ghosts to accompany the burial and guard the tomb, ordinary ghost and demon monks cannot destroy the tomb, and after a year and a half, the mana in Su An's body is dissipated, and the body is turned into a mortal body, and those demons and monsters are not interested in the idea of Su An's body.

………

According to the filial piety system of the Ming Dynasty, the parents of the official's family died, and they must keep filial piety for three years.

However, Su Hao is just a showman, he has not yet become an official, and he does not need to build a shed in front of the grave like an official to guard filial piety, but in the past three years, Su Hao has not wanted to participate in the imperial examination again, otherwise a crime of unfilial piety will come down, let alone the middle lift, and he may be gone.

Su Hao was looking through the books taken out of the secret room, these books were all travelogues compiled by the Su family's personal experiences for generations, and they were the lessons accumulated by the Su family for several generations.

At this time, the housekeeper Zhu Bo hurriedly came in and said, "Young master, the county magistrate has arrived!" ”

Is it finally here?

Hearing the arrival of the magistrate of Wei County, Su Hao raised his eyebrows, now the Su family can occupy the funeral business of several surrounding counties, and can also have more than 1,000 acres of fertile land, borrowing the name of Zhang Jiatao, the magistrate of Wei County.

Now that Su An has been buried for three months, Zhang Jiatao can bear to come until now, which can be regarded as a great face-saving for Su An.

"Come with me to greet Lord Zhixian!"

After taking a deep breath, Su Hao said in a deep voice, he can't hide from what he should come, since Su An's legs were broken, Zhang Jiatao has rarely let Su An make a move, and now that Su An is dead, if he can't take over Su An's burden, then Zhang Jiatao will definitely not continue to support the Su family.

And without Zhang Jiatao's support, the Su family would be a big piece of fat!

Welcoming Zhang Jiatao into the lobby, Su Hao and Zhang Jiatao were polite for a while, and Zhang Jiatao entered the topic.

"Virtuous nephew, I don't know the inheritance of the Su family, how much have you learned?"

"Uncle Zhang rest assured, my father once said that the little nephew's cultivation is already considered to be in the house."

Su Hao replied with a chuckle, although he had just practiced for a short time, his paper figure was jointly refined by several generations of the Su family, and with the help of Fu Bo, a hundred-year-old ghost, his strength was not much worse than Su An at the beginning, and the only thing that was worse was experience.

"Since that's the case, then Uncle Wei is relieved."

Zhang Jiatao chuckled: "This time, I came to visit my uncle, mainly because I wanted to ask my nephew for help. ”

Hearing Zhang Jiatao's words, Su Hao was not surprised at all, the Su family had today's family business by relying on Zhang Jiatao's momentum, and now that Su An is dead, Zhang Jiatao naturally wants to see if Su Hao is qualified to take on Su An's responsibility, otherwise he would not let Su Hao continue to borrow his power in vain.

"Uncle Zhang, please say, within his ability, the little nephew will never shirk."

After thinking about it for a while, Su Hao chuckled and said, although he wants to use Zhang Jiatao's momentum to protect the Su family's family business, it doesn't mean that any danger will be taken.

The relationship between the Su family and Zhang Jiatao is a cooperative relationship, not a relationship between superiors and subordinates, the Su family wants to use Zhang Jiatao's name to gain a foothold in Wei County, and Zhang Jiatao uses the power of the Su family to ensure peace in the territory.