Funeral home, 10:30 a.m.

Farewell Hall.

In the middle of a huge white wreath, a black word "Dien" is placed in the deepest part of the front of the farewell hall.

Below the word "lay", wreaths and couplets are arranged in an orderly manner.

In front of the word "lay", there is a coffin of the ruffian.

A team of Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes, holding dust, circled around the coffin of the ruffian, and kept reciting scriptures in their mouths.

The left side of the coffin,

There is also a group of monks, dressed in monk's robes, sitting on a futon on the side, reciting Buddhist scriptures.

You go around yours, and I sit mine;

You read yours, I read mine.

The scene is weird and harmonious.

On the right side of the coffin, a drum music class composed of middle-aged and elderly grandfathers took an old dusty eighteen-hand piano as a backrest, sitting on the ground and playing mournful music with suona, flute, erhu, and gong.

Liu Li stood aside, standing beside the wall, constantly wiping her eyes with a handkerchief, but she couldn't wipe away her tears.

There were no guests offering incense, and no family members answering the ceremony.

As an elder, the ruffian should not even appear in the funeral home, and as the saying goes, she should not be sent up the mountain.

But, in the ruffian's family, there is no one.

Although Liu Li and the others can do it for them in one stop, as a mother's ruffian, they are not at ease after all.

According to her original words: it was she who brought her daughter to the world to suffer with her own hands, and she had to be the one who sent her daughter on her last journey.

Liu Li sighed at that time, and let her go.

The Taoist priests and monks were very busy, and the four little secretaries were not idle.

They are responsible for filming the live broadcast footage, reporting the barrage and commenting content.

Ling Nai, who was in charge of the camera, cut the camera back from time to time and gave Liu Li a big close-up.

This forced Liu Li to stand up straight and maintain his demeanor at any time.

Whenever this happens, there is jubilation in the barrage:

"Sister's dress is too linear, at first glance, she looks like a professional, it's too stylish, and it's beautiful."

"Mysterious, elegant, beautiful, is this the magic capital Ruri? Loved, loved."

"Fans before the smashing brother came to report, there is one thing to say, aside from the others, just talking about the appearance of the smashing brother will lose."

"I came to report that it was fun to smash the glass in the field, ahh

"Really good-looking anchor, it's really a shame to have a funeral."

"Hey, why are LSPs still licking the screen, don't you feel scared? This is a funeral home!"

"If you don't understand, just ask, what are the Taoists reading, buzzing."

「……」

Xiao Jiu was in charge of reporting the barrage, holding a teleprompter board and dangling in front of Liu Li.

Liu Li breathed a sigh of relief, she was posing poe and had a sore back, she was not very experienced in the first funeral live broadcast, and she didn't know what to say?

Glancing at the teleprompter, Liu Li said to the camera:

"The current ritual of Taoist priests is called "circumambulating the coffin", and some fans say that in them, it is a monk leading a relative to circumambulation, which is not right.

Buddhism doesn't say anything about going around a coffin."

"The scripture that the Taoist priests are reciting is the "Taishang Salvation Sutra", which is a Taoist scripture for helping people to survive the dead, which is commonly used in white affairs and dojos, and is known as "reciting this sutra endlessly, which can lead to "great blessings in heaven and no bitterness in hell"."

The more Liu Li spoke, the more relaxed she became, and as she spoke, she walked towards the place where the monks sat cross-legged and chanted, and Ling Nai followed them to shoot and record.

"The great monks are reciting the Jizo Bodhisattva Original Wish Merit Sutra, which is the scripture of the Jizo Bodhisattva who said in the legend "Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha."

The monks looked at Liu Li in surprise.

The Taoist priests around the coffin were also looking at Liu Li.

These monks and Taoist priests have done a lot of work,

"Taishang Salvation Sutra" and "Jizo Bodhisattva Original Wish Merit Sutra" are also read a lot,

This is the first time I've met someone who can say what they're reading.

It's also the first time

Saw someone live on white things.

It's really a knife in the butt and an eye-opener.

"You're familiar with this." Liu Li pointed to the drum class at the camera and said:

"A must-have group in rural white affairs.

It's the kind of cigarette that you have to prepare for filial piety, and you can't take out the whole bag, you have to take it apart into loose cigarettes, put it on a tray and spread it into a plate."

"This is not a folk custom, it is purely for economic considerations, and it is carried away one by one, and ordinary families can't stand it."

Liu Li's words caused a group of part-time masters in the drum class to be very dissatisfied, and the volume of the mourning music was raised a lot.

Reina cleverly gave a close-up in the live broadcast, and the close-up was at the ears of those middle-aged and elderly uncles.

One counts as one, with at least one cigarette in his ear, and the left and right ears go into battle together, and there is the gifted one, three cigarettes in one ear, God knows how it was sandwiched.

""Crying Seven Levels" and "Sending the Soul", the mourning music of this drum class is still relatively traditional."

Liu Li commented and looked at Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu complained directly in the live broadcast: "Old ~ boss, can this not be traditional? The original drum class picked the children, and these were all improvised Ding from the nearby villages, so they would do this, and they would still be running and tuneing."

She is more reliable than Liu Li, but she lowered her voice, and the fans in the live broadcast room listened happily, but the masters of the drum class didn't hear it.

Spit and complain, Xiao Jiu didn't forget to glance at the barrage and give Liu Li a thumbs up.

Temporary Buddha's feet, no white hugs.

Grinding guns in battle, not fast and light.

Liu Li understands a Taoist priest, monk, and mourning, she also participated with her father in the countryside, purely to make up for evil + cramming.

The tutor is none other than Xiao Jiu with a relieved face.

"Because of the customer's own requirements, what I want to show you live today is the most basic funeral folk customs.

When you hear the mourning music downstairs, and the people who are building the shed, go over and take a look, and their house is basically like this."

Liu Li clapped his hands, and continued, "After the farewell hall is the cremation room where the crematorium is located, and our appointment time is about half an hour later."

"If you're busy, you can come back in half an hour, and if you're not busy, just listen to music in the live broadcast room."

After Liu Li said that he was going to be lazy, he picked up the mineral water, stood at the window and began to drink.

Ling Nai controlled the camera and slapped Liu Li's back.

I don't know if this dress is too top,

Or after Liu Li loaded the ruffian beauty yoga LV5, his figure was also modified,

Anyway, it is reflected in the live broadcast screen, Liu Li's back is exquisitely curved, one point more is fat, and one point less is thin, which is pleasing to the eye.

When Liu Li was lazy, he didn't forget to take out his mobile phone and swipe his live broadcast.

She dared to swear by Xiao Jiu's Hanfu, it was really not to appreciate her back, it was purely because the fans spoke nicely.

She went to brush the barrage:

"Hello, it turns out that the Taoist priest and the monk read this scripture, and I feel that the useless knowledge has increased again."

"Go on, don't stop, it's a little addictive to watching, I've never seen a live broadcast of a funeral."

"Mom pushed the door in and asked, is it someone who died, and then found that I was watching the funeral live broadcast, ...... now I can only watch it on my stomach, woo~" This is the butt that makes it swollen. Hahaha, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have laughed.

Liu Li was overjoyed to watch, but there were some simultaneous broadcasts about the live broadcast of Brother Smashing the Field in the middle, which seemed a little annoying:

"I came back from the live broadcast of the smashing field, and it was broadcast - Brother Smashing said that he had driven out Sister Liuli in the funeral industry."

"I'm also back, broadcast - Brother Smashing Field and Liulichang are on the line in the live broadcast, shouting that this is the first and last funeral live broadcast, let us watch and cherish it."

"I'm back again, broadcast - Brother Smashing the field kept calling, and a large group of doglegs had gathered at the gate of the airport, suspecting that it was going to be hard."

"Me

It's back again, broadcast - Brother Smashing is very relaxed, accosting an Internet celebrity face, and inviting people to drink coffee, dangerous! Dangerous! Danger!"

「……」

Liu Li pursed his lips, he was in danger, he was almost "dangerous".

See how you die?!

Liu Li looked at the time, it was almost over, and she hesitated whether to quit to watch the live broadcast of Brother Smashing Field, maybe she could see him for the last time......

Hey, why does that sound weird......

Liu Li was immediately attracted by the barrage in his live broadcast room, and sure enough, they were all talents, and they spoke so nicely:

"This angle, this is the angle...... It's so offensive, it's so handsome, I'm bent."

"People's big stars are called Tianxian Attack, what is our sister Liuli's name? Funeral Attack?"

"God is on a horse, and I will bury it in your heart...... ...... vomit."

"The god stepped on the horse, "build a shed downstairs, and have time to take a look", I always take a detour."

"Listen to music in the live broadcast room" of the god stepping on the horse, the city of mourning concert / funny?"

"The anchor has a life, and the last time I did white things at home, I didn't open the loose plate, but I came back from the funeral with more than 20 cigarettes gone, and I asked that I finished smoking."

"Hey, I want to see Sister Liuli, why did the picture go to the coffin again?

"Don't really say it, just now I thought the ruffian was beautiful and good-looking, as if she was asleep, and now I listen to the mourning and chanting, and I see the word "lay" in the wreath, and I feel a little scared when I look at her again."

"Shhh

Liu Li took her attention away from the barrage, only to realize that it was Reina who moved the camera away from her back and began to shoot around the farewell hall.

Hey?

As soon as Liu Li put his eyes back on the live broadcast screen, in the live broadcast screen that flashed by, he saw a dark blue back, walking away from the middle-aged and elderly group of the drum class.

She didn't care, she just continued to brush the barrage, brushing and brushing, only to find out that something was wrong from the barrage.

"Meow meow, do you stop the occasional concert?"

"Don't really say it, there is no mourning, and it suddenly quiets down...... It's even more terrifying."

"Sister Liuli, I'm afraid, I want to hug ......."

「……」

Liu Li realized that the mourning had stopped.

Turning his head to look,

The middle-aged and elderly heavenly troupe of the drum class are hanging one by one, swallowing smoke and spitting fog, and the musical instruments and horses are all put away.

The accustomed sorrow suddenly disappeared,

The Taoist priest around the coffin, the monk who closed his eyes and recited the scriptures, were all unaccustomed, the Taoist priest stumbled under his feet, the monk's mouth was bald, and he stopped at a loss.

Liu Li frowned and walked over.

Live footage follows.

In the live broadcast screen,

In the barrage of fans coaxing, erecting seedlings, worrying, and moving stools,

Liu Li turned his back to the camera, faced the middle-aged and elderly group of the drum class, and asked:

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Jiu's voice came from outside the painting: "Old, boss, they said that they can't blow it, they want to add money, they want good cigarettes, good wine, and ......."

Liu Li waved his hand to interrupt: "Do you still want someone to beat your legs?"

The leader of the drum class spit out a smoke ring, and hung Erlang: "It's the best, anyway, you have to add money, the cigarette needs "Yellow Crane Tower 1916", and the wine is "Wuliangye", you don't have an errand, and we are not ambiguous."

In the barrage, the crowd is surging:

"Good guy, I call you a good guy, 100 yuan for 1 pack of cigarettes, 1000 for a bottle of wine, is this here to play music? You're here to smash the field, aren't you?"

"Huh, I seem to understand something?"

"Where is this old bangzi, it's too unsophisticated, halfway to pick a child, just to give people an ugly look."

"It's not me who provokes trouble, I can't bear it."

"If you can't bear it, you have to endure it, the ruffian over there and her mother came over, and she can't be in front of her mother and stir up a good funeral."

"I feel sorry for Sister Liuli, hug...

…」

「……」

In the dazzling barrage on the screen, Liu Li stepped forward with elegant steps and said:

"It's not that it's not negotiable......

「…… But ......"

"Miss Ben doesn't like you."

"So, there is not a single hair, and if you don't blow it, you ......."

Liu Li's tone stretched long, and suddenly shouted:

「…… Get out!"

The old man at the head of the drum class stopped doing it, rolled up his sleeves and jumped up: "Why are you ......like this?"

"Bang!"

Liu Li flew up and kicked on the dilapidated piano behind them in the drum class, which frightened the old man, his arrogance suddenly disappeared, and he raised dust to cover his face.

Sweep it again, and sweep out all the suona, flute, erhu, and gong.

"Something!"

"The money hasn't been given yet, it's all deducted."

"Look, get out!"

"Doll!"

Liu Li said hello, and Ling Nai turned the camera at the right time.

The next second,

All the people who saw clearly what the doll was holding over,

Whether it's the live broadcast room, or the middle-aged and elderly group in the drum class,

and even Liu Libenli,

Qi Qi gasped.

Most of the overall seats in public places, the lower half is an iron frame fixed on the ground, and there are blue plastic chairs on it.

I don't know how to be dragged down by the doll, I clasped my hands in my arms, and rushed over with a menacing momentum.

"Oh!"

The middle-aged and elderly people in the drum class ran away, and they didn't want the suona and erhu scattered all over the place, so they hated their father and mother for having two legs.

On the live broadcast screen, the barrage stopped strangely for a moment, and then frantically swiped the screen:

"True Battle Nation Beautiful Girl!"

"Mom asked me why I was kneeling and watching the video."

"Hey, it's fierce, I like it so much."

"Me too!"

"I'm +1 too!"

"Good breasts!"

「…… No one cares if the drum class runs away, who will mourn?"

"Sister Liuli's temper is a little violent, it's not that it can't be discussed."

"I just like this little temper."

"No music, no goodbye?"

"Just discuss it with the ruffian's beautiful mother, how big it is, and the handsome will be over."

「……」

is not only the fans in the live broadcast room, Liu Li is also thinking about the issue of mourning.

As for the way to deal with it, if she does it a hundred more times, she will fly out a hundred feet more, and she is not used to the stinky problem.

"Is it okay to ......?"

Liu Li's gaze first swept over the suona, flute, erhu, and gong scattered all over the place, and then looked at Ling Nai, Xiao Jiu, Yun'er, and the doll in turn.

Harvest four bobbleheads with their hair flicked like mops.

"No, no, no."

"It's not dry, it's all saliva, it's too dirty."

"I don't have all five tones."

"I...... I...... I don't have the strength to ......."

The last to raise their hand was the doll,

She panicked, and the seats of mass destruction were thrown on the ground.

The reason is that Liu Li can't even roll his eyes.

"Humph!"

"Without Butcher Zhang, can you still eat hairy pigs?"

"I don't believe it anymore."

Liu Li's gaze swept over eighteen old and broken pianos and paused.

The piano was dusty, mottled with paint, and almost screamed "I can't"!

Liu Li ignored the clear footprints left by his family, his eyes became brighter and brighter, rubbing his palms, and gradually eager to try......