My master is invincible

Chapter 59

In desperation, I went back to the hospital, just as I met Yang Yan coming out, he saw me frowning, and asked what was wrong, I said that there is no ambulance in the small town, and some minivans refused to pull people, I don’t know what to do Pull Wang Jie back.

He thought about it and said: "I am responsible for this matter, I will send you to the countryside!"

I nodded and asked him to go to the ward with me to move Wang Jie to the car without asking any more questions. When we entered, the middle-aged woman had already been discharged from the hospital. They took a stretcher and sent Wang Jie to the car.

When I came to the front of the car, I saw that the car was pretty good. We rural people didn’t know what brand it was, but we knew that there were four circles on it. The interior of the car was quite luxurious, and it was much more comfortable than those small vans.

Wang Jie’s situation was quite special, so she was asked to lie flat in the back seat, and a middle-aged woman accompanied her. Joyce and I squeezed together and sat in the co-pilot seat. There are no traffic police and no traffic lights in rural areas, let alone two people in the co-pilot. No one cares about tying one to the roof.

The car started slowly, there was no noise, it was really a good car. On the way, I called Lao Wang and asked him to find some Eight Immortals to go to Wangzhuang to carry the coffin tonight, and then called the Taoist priest who helped last time On the phone, the man said, he dare not enter our town to do Taoist work, because Master Shuiyun has spoken, and if other Taoist priests dare to come to our town to do Taoist work, they plan to kill his legs.

I really want to get angry. The wild Taoist priests are getting more and more arrogant. According to this situation, Shuiyun Zhenren and his group can really monopolize the funeral in our town. In the end, as soon as I grit my teeth, I plan to personally Go into battle, I will do those rituals anyway.

After the phone call, I kept logging on to QQ with my mobile phone. To my disappointment, Cheng Xiaocheng’s QQ profile picture was always gray. I was a little worried, but there was no other way for her, so I had to be patient. Sitting in the car, Joyce seemed to see that I was worried, so she poked me with her arm and asked, "Master Jiu, are you alright?"

I shook my head and said, "It's okay!" After a bumpy walk for about forty minutes, our group arrived at Wangzhuang, the village where Wang Jie lived. It was 9 p.m. at that time.

Wangzhuang is a small village, that is, three families, but some houses are built much better than our village, just looking at the outside, this village is much richer than our village.

The car lights illuminated the whole Wangzhuang. There was a man standing at the entrance of the village. It was Wang Jie’s father. After he saw us get off the car, he was very grateful. We didn’t have extra time to chat, so five people carried Wang Jie to the main room. at the door, spread two quilts on the ground, and put her down.

I stretched out my hand to detect her breathing, it was very weak, and she was about to die, so I let Joyce fall into a gu to keep her angry.

Things like falling Gu are usually not seen by outsiders, and I don't have time to watch, so I let Joyce handle it by herself, and just call if there is any situation.

Living burials are different from ordinary funerals, and require a lot of preparations. Lao Wang and the others can't make it all at once. I'm busy all by myself. Give me a hand, I am very unwilling, what to say, how can there be a director who will give a brat a hand.

In the end, I had no other choice, so I made a bet with him, and I said, "I'll save her, how about you being my little brother for three years?"

He agreed without thinking about it, and said confidently, "Don't bet for three years, bet for ten years, if you can save her, I will be your younger brother for ten years, if you lose, just give me a dollar .”

I understand the meaning of his words, this guy is a violent method, if Wang Jie is really dead, he has an unshirkable responsibility, I didn't tell the truth, so I took the bet.

In our business, as long as the person arrives, we must first negotiate a good price with the owner. This is not because I am greedy for money, but the rules. Only after negotiating a good price can we pay others. Try not to offend others, so that things can be done. It has to be smooth and smooth, otherwise it is easy to offend the gods because of the noise about the salary.

The host’s family spent a lot of money to treat their daughter, and they didn’t have much food in the house. The price they negotiated with me was [-], and they brought all the things themselves. According to normal funeral prices, this price is a bit low, let alone this time. Burial alive, however, considering the family's economy, I don't plan to make any money, as long as the old Wang and the others are satisfied, the rest is mine.

Because I called the host beforehand, he bought a big black coffin outside and put it in the middle of the house. I took a look at the big black coffin, and it was the same as ordinary coffins, with black paint on the outside and red paint on the inside.

According to the burial scriptures, living burials cannot see redness. There is no way, I can only find some black paint, cover the red paint inside the coffin, dry the paint with a hair dryer, and then use a knife on the top of the coffin. The word '*' is engraved, this * is used to suppress evil.

To do all this well, you need to put makeup on the deceased. I asked the host to butcher a black dog, keep the dog's blood, and then stir it with ink until the dog's blood turns black.

He asked me what was the use of doing this, and I said: "A live burial is for the ghosts in the underworld to see. You need to make the dead look ugly, so that the ghosts will hate you and don't want to talk too much, so that you can hide the truth. As for The black dog blood is used to ward off evil spirits, to prevent some lonely ghosts from occupying Wang Jie's body."

After the host heard this, he quickly slaughtered the dog, and within a short while, a pot of steaming dog blood was brought out, with a lot of ink poured into it. I asked the host and Yang Yan to get some bamboo sticks first, and prepare to build the mourning hall.

I walked to the door of the main room with the black dog's blood in my hand. Joyce leaned weakly against the door of the main room, her face was pale, panting heavily, obviously her natal Gu had moved to Wang Jie.

I put the black dog blood next to Wang Jie, walked up to Joyce, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

I'm a little confused about Joyce's temperament. When we first met, I couldn't stand her pungent temper, but after getting along with her, I found that she also has a gentle side. At least she treats Wang Jie like that. .

"I'm fine, Ninth Master, you must save her." Joyce cheered up and moved her body towards me.

"Well, as long as your natal Gu can keep her angry, it should be able to save her life!" I could see that her concern for Wang Jie came from the heart, and there was no trace of falsehood in it, so I didn't say anything to death, Afraid that an accident would break her heart.

"Well, thank you!" She said sincerely.

Her thank you made me stunned. I didn't know how to answer. After all, she helped Wang Jie for free, but I paid for it. Maybe the angles of the two people were different, so I gently wiped it off. With cold sweat on her forehead, she said, "Don't worry, I will do my best."

(End of this chapter)