I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 338 Fishing
At this time, Yu Shurong's karmic relationship can also be seen. Since the news of her death came out, not to mention this village, people from the surrounding villages have also come to worship with their families.

It lasted until after nine o'clock in the evening, and the talent gradually became scarce, and it was not until after eleven o'clock that it was truly quiet.

Liu Jun was dozing off, when suddenly a man wearing a black cloak, holding a snake-headed cane in his left hand and an empty sleeve in his right hand walked in, looked around, his eyes stayed on Liu Jun for a while, and walked straight to Yu Shu There was a stick of incense on the honor tablet, and he turned to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute" Liu Jun got up to stop this person. "Brother Wang, your legs and feet are inconvenient, I will send you off!"

Liu Jun looked in front of him with a smile, and said to the old man with a chaotic expression and a somewhat gloomy temperament.

Before Lao Wang introduced the situation of everyone in the village to Liu Jun, and finally Liu Jun put his suspicion on this person.

This man's name is Wang Zizi. He has been a little bit of polio since he was a child, and he walked with a limp. He is incompetent, stealthy, and when he grows up, he becomes addicted to the bad habit of gambling, ruining his family fortune. Three years ago, he sold the only dilapidated house and went to Southeast Asia with all the money. Everyone in the village I thought that this crippled man would die abroad, but he did not expect to come back. Although he only had one arm, he spent a lot of money and bought his own house at a premium. Many people said that he made a fortune abroad and returned to his hometown. up.

Liu Jun didn't think so, all of this was too much of a coincidence, as soon as he came back, something happened to Yu Shurong, and this guy came back from Southeast Asia.

"No need!" Wang Zizi frowned, with a very bored tone, he broke free from Liu Jun and limped out.

At this moment, Lao Wang came in from outside the house, met Wang Zizi face to face, and shouted at Liu Jun, "Little master, what shall we do?"

"What should I do? Of course, I will bury Aunt Yu. Aunt Yu is dead, so you can't let her go clean. What are you shouting about?"

Liu Jun replied loudly, his eyes were fixed on Wang Xizi who was about to leave the hospital, Wang Xizi stopped walking when he heard Liu Jun's words.

Liu Jun saw this scene, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, "Small, if you are ok, I will change my name to Handsome Guy in the future."

"What's the matter, master, do you suspect this crippled king?" Old Wang asked in a low voice.

"Well, it's very likely that this is the cripple." Liu Jun nodded.

"Aunt Yu, wake up." Liu Jun walked to the side of the coffin, lay down, and shook Yu Shurong twice.

"Why? Didn't I leave cleanly? What else are you talking about?" Yu Shurong said angrily.

"Hey, isn't it for acting and fooling outsiders?" Liu Jun laughed dryly.

"Aunt Yu, do you still have any impression of the Cripple Wang in this village?" Liu Jun quickly changed the subject.

"Wang Laizi, Wang Laizi, um, don't tell me, he is really possible. I have been thinking about how these two brats suddenly appeared here and gave me a surprise attack."

"When you say that, I remembered that a few days before I was attacked, Wang Laizi came. I was not at home at the time. I heard that he wandered around the yard a few times before leaving." Yu Shurong thought Say it all at once.

"Yard, wander around a few times?" Liu Jun hurried to the yard, released the baby ghost, and searched together. After a while, in a corner of the yard, two dark wooden figures were dug out. The workmanship was fine and lifelike. Liu Junyi Looking back, the two wooden men were very similar to the two little ghosts he received the Good and Evil Order.

When Liu Jun walked into the mourning hall with the wooden figurines, Yu Shurong saw the two wooden figurines and instantly understood that all this had something to do with Cripple Wang, but Cripple Wang definitely didn't have this ability, he was just running errands if he died.

Yu Shurong thought that Wang Zizi had been to Southeast Asia, and when he came back, he would harm him, and he specified that it was related to the Gu master.

Liu Jun also thought of this point: "Aunt Yu, this funeral has to go on. The cripple Wang is probably just here to find out the truth. The real mastermind behind the scenes should want to confirm your death before making a move."

"Then we can only continue acting." Yu Shurong nodded and lay down in the coffin again.

"Uncle Wang, where are the memorial tablets enshrined after people in our village die?" Liu Jun asked suddenly.

"The ancestral hall, but the ancestral halls are generally filled with people with the original surname of the Wang family, and there have never been outsiders. Shurong should be the first person with a foreign surname to enter the ancestral hall." Old Wang thought for a while and replied.

"Ancestral hall, ancestral hall" Liu Jun muttered to himself, took out a pitch-black wooden figure and weighed it, and he released the two little ghosts from the order of good and evil, and sealed them into the wooden figure.

As long as the Gu Master confirms Yu Shurong's death, he will probably do something to him. It is unlikely to do it during the burial, because there will definitely be many people at that time.

Then there is the last place to do it, which is the ancestral hall.

Early the next morning, Liu Jun put on the Taoist robe that Jiang Hao found somewhere, and presided over Yu Shurong's funeral. Although Liu Jun had never done this before, Taoist disciples basically know how to do this kind of thing. If you want to, you can also pretend to be able to, Liu Jun is like this now.

The sound of suona, trumpet, and firecrackers reverberated throughout the village, and the mourning and joy rang together. Many villagers carried the coffins containing Yu Shurong and Huang Daxian to the cemetery with tears in their voices. monument.

According to the rules of the village, and at the request of the older generation of respected villagers, Yu Shurong's tablet was enshrined in the village's ancestral hall. Bye, it's hard enough.

Until the evening, the helpers and the villagers who came to see Yu Shurong off for the last time went back to their homes and scattered in all directions. Only Liu Jun, Jiang Hao, and Lao Wang were left in the ancestral hall in the village.

"Let's go too, I'll stay here by myself" Liu Jun sent Lao Wang and Jiang Hao away, found a futon in the ancestral hall, and sat down with his eyes closed.

After waiting for a while, no one came, so Liu Jun changed his posture, took out a handful of melon seeds, and knocked them.

At this time, the pitch-black wooden figure placed in front of Liu Jun began to shake violently, and the yin energy visible to the naked eye rose and rolled.

He took out two Suppressing Evil Talismans and pasted them on the two wooden figurines respectively, and the wooden figurines became quiet in an instant.

With a sound of "huh", a gust of dark wind came to the banquet, and the incense candles in front of the memorial tablet in the ancestral hall were extinguished immediately, Liu Jun raised his head slightly, and looked at the figure walking outside the ancestral hall.

That figure walked into the ancestral hall and raised his head. It was the crippled king, still wearing a black cloak, with a mental illness. This night, the lights are dark.

"You are the one who took my two little ghosts, return them to me, I can let the past go, and let you live." Wang Zizi smiled on his face.

"Brother, can you lower the resolution of the face, your smile is too scary, and these two little devils are not yours, you are at most a dog of the person behind you, you smile so What are you doing happily?" Liu Jun complained.

"Okay, if you want to die, I'll make it happen for you. I must smash your corpse into thousands of pieces and refine it into a Gu corpse." Cripple Wang became furious and rushed towards Liu Jun.

"It's terrible to be uneducated. Your corpse is broken into thousands of pieces. How can you refine the Gu corpse? You have to do a jigsaw puzzle before refining it?" Liu Jun taunted Wang Zizi while dodging.

It wasn't that he couldn't beat him, but that Liu Jun wanted to delay the time, giving Wang Cripple and the people behind him the illusion that his own strength was not high, and taking the two little ghosts was purely a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, so that they could relax their vigilance.

The two fought back and forth for nearly 10 minutes before they stopped each other and looked at each other out of breath.

"Boy, no, I didn't expect you to have two skills." Wang Zizi looked at Liu Jun and said.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that you are ugly but your strength is not low." Liu Jun also pretended that he was very tired.

"You say I'm ugly?" Wang Zizi was furious instantly, so meowing, he promised to respect the opponent's strength, how could this be ridiculed.

(End of this chapter)