According to the second uncle's explanation, the grandfather's corpse has become a curse, not an ordinary corpse, and must be treated specially.

At night, the yin qi is heavy, and evil spirits are surging in all directions, and they want to enter the grandfather's body.

Even if there is the King of Jizo Bodhisattva suppressing the corpse in the coffin, there will still be a deep evil erosion, since you can't hide it, then face it directly, let the whole village see you off, and hold a beautiful funeral for your grandfather, so that the evil knows that your grandfather is a big man, and you can't mess with it, and you can't touch it.

On the day of carrying the coffin, the second uncle had already arranged various matters.

The Eight King Kongs carried the coffin, the mourning girl wrapped around the coffin, and even the graveyard had been dug up, and everyone was waiting for the arrival of twelve o'clock in the morning.

When everything should have been ready and only the east wind was owed, someone outside came to my house to inform me that a few Taoist priests had come and wanted to come to my house by name.

I set my eyes on Bingye, could it be that these Taoist priests were called by Bingye?

"I didn't do anything!"

Bingye faced the gaze of the three of us, and he acted innocent.

Didn't Bing Ye call it?

So where did these Taoist priests come from?

As the villagers standing at the door dispersed, four young Taoist priests in black robes appeared, and behind them was an old Taoist priest in a purple robe, carrying two swords behind him, a peachwood sword and a copper coin sword.

The purple-robed old Taoist priest is very imposing, and he seems to have some ability.

"It's not good!" Bingye muttered.

The second uncle stepped forward to greet him with a smile, and both parties seemed to know each other.

Don't look at the second uncle and the purple-robed Taoist priest chatting very well, but Bingye kept frowning.

"Do you know where this old guy came from?"

I looked left and right and saw that Bingye was talking to me.

"Yes."

I answered.

Although I didn't have much experience, I remember the theoretical knowledge I learned very clearly.

The color of the robe and the color of the rune paper are divided into high and low ranks, and the four young Taoist priests who are like wooden pestles are not important roles, but the purple-robed Taoist priest who talks to the second uncle is at least a master.

You can even call him by the word Heavenly Master.

The purple-robed Heavenly Master is not so easy to invite, could it be that he also came for the sake of the second uncle's face?

"There is a Taoist temple in the province, which was built with a huge investment of 50 million yuan, called Xuanyuan Taoist Temple. This old man is the master of the view, but also the head, the Taoist name Lu Qing Zhenren, when he was young, he was an academic in Maoshan, an authentic Maoshan lineage disciple, and he has a great reputation in the entire Taoist circle. ”

Bing Ye explained the identity of the old Taoist, it sounded like a superposition of various identities, and he was a big man.

At this time, all the villagers in my house were called out by the second uncle, and only my family members were left standing in place.

"I'm sorry everyone, I am ordered by Taoism to take away the old man's body."

Lu Qingzhen said something that made me wonder, and then instructed his four apprentices to prepare to do something about the coffin.

When his father heard Lu Qingzhen's words, he immediately stood in front of the coffin.

But Lu Qingzhen took out a scroll and opened it in front of his father's eyes, and his father actually flinched.

Before the villagers targeted him, his father never gave in.

An unknown scroll, my father and second uncle actually chose to accept it!

Finally, today I can let my grandfather rest and be buried in peace, how can I sit idly by?

I was about to step forward to stop me, but Bingye grabbed my arm.

"Don't mess around!"

"In terms of identity, status, and qualifications, you're just a little kid."

Lu Qingzhen sensed my movement and glanced at me with disdain.

"Back then, the whole Taoism turned a blind eye to the matter of your family's corpse and child, if your Wang family doesn't want to break off, it's best to let the corpse give birth to rules and regulations, and don't let him cause trouble, otherwise I don't dare to guarantee that the next order is to arrest the corpse and return to life!"

The Heavenly Master was really arrogant when he spoke.

This is the first time I have looked at the Celestial Master up close, and I feel like he will kill me in the next second.

For a long time, the imaginary Heavenly Master was highly respected, but he didn't expect the murderous aura to be so heavy.

Watching the four young Taoist priests close the coffin, put on the dragon rope and prepare to lift the coffin, I clenched my fists and dared not speak in anger, so I could only stare dryly as the coffin left the bench.

"Wait a minute!"

The second uncle blocked the gate and scolded Lu Qingzhen.

"Huh?" Lu Qingzhen still had a sarcastic smile: "Wang Tianhong, don't forget, you are also difficult to protect yourself now." ”

"Just because we know each other doesn't mean you can mess around." The second uncle smiled.

When the second uncle spoke, I knew that there would be no accidents.

It feels like our side of the house is gradually changing from a headwind to a tailwind.

"Okay, I'll give you two choices, either let us take your father's corpse or let me take the corpse of your son, what's the matter?" Lu Qingzhen asked.

The second uncle didn't think about it, pointed to the coffin, and gave up on me.

I have no complaints, even if this choice is placed on me, I will give myself away.

Lu Qingzhen ordered his four apprentices to put down the coffin, and they all walked towards me.

"Everyone is a human being, and they all have feelings, can you let him send his grandfather away and take him away?"

The second uncle pleaded again.

Lu Qingzhen thought for a few seconds, and finally agreed to the second uncle's request.

Because the grandfather's funeral was chosen at midnight, there were still more than ten hours of waiting time.

Lu Qingzhen and his four apprentices didn't think they were conspicuous here, so they stayed at my house and waited for my grandfather to be buried and take me away.

What makes me wonder is that neither the second uncle nor the father are too excited about this matter.

My father didn't know how many times he had said that he wouldn't let me have any more strengths and weaknesses.

But now that I am about to be taken away, what awaits me is unknown, but my father chooses to remain silent.

As night fell, the final funeral dojo had been completed under the leadership of Bingye, and the seven-star coffin where Grandpa was lying had already been covered.

Lu Qingzhen, who was waiting at home, said a little more.

"The corpse of the King of Jizo, the coffin of the Seven Star Array, these two things are not enough, if I want to say that there is enough time now, I might as well use the black dog blood to stain the fighting line, and bounce it around the coffin, triple insurance is the best."

"What the predecessors said is very true."

The second uncle smiled and agreed, and did as Lu Qing Zhenren said.

The auspicious time has arrived, and the eight immortals have returned.

Eight young and vigorous young men came to my house, and according to local customs, men on the left and women on the right, with white towels tied around their left arms.

"Instant good, the day she opened, my teacher came to mourn, eliminate evil and avoid disasters, the heavens and the earth came out, the year and the moon came out, the sun came out, all the fierce gods and evil evils came out, this mourning is not an extraordinary mourning, turned into a yellow dragon out of Jiujiang, the ten thunder gods appeared in the air, the eight King Kong battles on both sides, the flower fan treasure cover before and after, the coffin is like a cloud and yang, all relatives work together, one shoulder is lifted to Wollongong, one dozen golden coffins and two dozen materials, three dozen Fulu enter the door, four dozen dead people return to the fairy world, Xiao Yao put his hands on the rooftop!"

Bingye shouted the coffin terminology, and finally scolded loudly: "Can't afford to get up? ”

"Up!" The Eight King Kongs roared in unison, kicking the bench holding the coffin away, and at the same time letting the dragon stick carry it on his shoulders and lift the coffin!