My master is invincible

Chapter 604 Wind Burial (23)

Seeing that I didn't speak, Lang Gao and Chen Tiannan shook my arm and said, "Brother Ninth, why are you in a daze? What's going on in this situation?"

I came back to my senses and said in a deep voice, "It's a bit like being buried with you!"

"Buried with you?" Chen Tiannan exclaimed, looked at me in disbelief, and tremblingly said, "Sister-in-law wants to be buried with Wang Chuyao?"

I nodded, "From the current situation, it should be so."

"No! Sister-in-law was very kind-hearted, how could she find someone to be buried with her? It's not in her nature." Chen Tiannan said.

"It has nothing to do with her. It's just a kind of aura. In layman's terms, Wang Chuyao's birthday horoscope and Meng Ke's birthday horoscope correspond to each other, creating a very strange aura, which is somewhat similar to evil spirit. The ancients called this Qi is called Yan Qi, as the saying goes, when Yan Qi is born, the body changes, and lives and dies together, it is precisely this kind of Yan Qi that has been produced between Meng Ke and Wang Chuyao, and this happens." I explained.

"Then what should we do? Is it true that Wang Chuyao will be buried with him?" Lang Gao interrupted.

I shook my head and said, "We must find a way to resolve the anger between them."

"How to resolve it?" Nalangao asked.

I shook my head, "The funeral scriptures only mentioned this kind of anger, and didn't say how to resolve it. We have to find out by ourselves. Otherwise, the day of Meng Ke will be the day of Wang Chuyao's death."

After saying this, I stretched out my hand and poked Wang Chuyao's nose. I felt angry and touched her chest. The beating was very regular. I was relieved and said to Lang Gao: "Look at this, going back to Hengyang for the funeral is a good idea." Impossible, we can only hold funerals in tents."

"Why?" he asked.

I said: "Once the flames grow, the coffin can no longer be moved, and the funeral can only be held on the spot. As for how to save Wang Chuyao, I have a rough idea. I can try using loose spirits first, but this loose spirit can only be used in funerals." During the period."

"Scattered spirit?" He asked suspiciously.

I nodded and said, "It's too troublesome to explain this kind of thing. You will know it when the funeral is over. By the way, you can buy the paper bundles of Wang Lingguan, Marshal Ma, the leader of the Yin soldiers, and ten Yin soldiers for me." Buy me some usual funeral supplies.” (Note: Wang Lingguan’s full name is Xiantian Guardian, infatuated with Taoism, three or five train kings, Tianjun Weiling, manifesting Tianzun. In Taoism, there is a saying of five hundred Lingguan, The most famous of them is Wang Lingguan. It is rumored that this Wang Lingguan did a lot of evil during his lifetime. After his death, he was enlightened by a certain powerful Taoist to change evil into good. He hates evil like hatred and has a deterrent effect on ghosts and gods. There is another saying about the well-known Dharma Protector God, that he is General Liujia among the Six Ding Liujia. Generally, when encountering funerals of evil sects, they will prepare paper products of these two people, which can be regarded as the door god.)
Na Lang Gao was taken aback for a moment, and said, "I have already bought the coffin, so where is the money to buy funeral supplies?"

I smiled awkwardly, and took out a red envelope from my body. It was a gift money from Shiliu, and it contained 200 yuan. I said to him, "This money should be enough to buy funeral supplies. As for the white cloth, Buy less, buy more firecrackers."

He took the money and glared at me, "Jiu Chen, are you going to use 200 yuan for Miss Su's funeral?"

I gave a wry smile and said, "I'll find a way to borrow some money tomorrow, and you can use the money to buy something for me first."

He thought for a while, nodded, and asked me, "How many days do you plan to hold Miss Su's funeral?"

"She is under 20 years old, so she can only get up early and leave at night, and do it for a day, and she can't break the rules." I replied.

Later, like a housekeeper, Nalang Gao asked me why I started the funeral, how to arrange the banquet, where Su Mengke's tomb was dug, and who were invited by the Eight Immortals to carry the coffin.

I first calculated Meng Ke's horoscope, and told him that the mourning hall will be officially built the day after tomorrow, and the funeral will be held in the evening. As for the banquet, I don't have any relatives here, so I can at most receive some of Su Mengke's family, plus some There were probably three tables of people doing the funeral, and the group of middle-aged men would dig the tomb. When carrying the coffin, Chen Tiannan was at the helm, and those middle-aged men followed him to carry the coffin.

After discussing all this, Na Lang Gao said yes, and rushed out overnight, saying that he was going to buy funeral supplies.I said it was night and the shop was closed early, and I would go there early tomorrow morning.He said that the time is a bit urgent, and he will find a way to buy those things. More importantly, Wang Chuyao has become like this and cannot be delayed any longer.It is worth mentioning that when he was about to leave, he took away two middle-aged men.

After he left, I suddenly remembered that if I wanted to go outside to buy funeral supplies, I had to go through that path with Gu, and Lang Gao couldn't cross that path at all.

Immediately, I chased him out immediately, and Lang Gao had already disappeared into the vast night.In desperation, I asked Chen Tiannan for a mobile phone, called Joyce, and told her about Lang Gao's purchase of funeral supplies, hoping that she would find a way to let Lang Gao go out.She told me that after Granny Qiao's death, the path with Gu insects was gone, and I asked her why.She said that in the entire Wanming Pagoda, only Granny Qiao was able to get so many Gu worms to guard there, and the others simply didn't have the ability.

Hearing what she said, I was completely relieved, so I thanked her and asked her about Grandma Qiao's funeral. She said that she had asked someone to count the days for Grandma Qiao, and the funeral was scheduled for three days later. , the date of the funeral is the fourth day.

Talked to her a few words, hung up the phone in a hurry, and Chen Tiannan and I stood in front of the coffin. Since there was nothing in the tent, when we guarded the coffin, we didn't burn yellow paper or light the longevity lamp, which seemed to be Very bleak.

This watch lasted all night.During this period, I would check Wang Chuyao's breath every 10 minutes, while Chen Tiannan dozed off beside him. As for those middle-aged men, they probably passed the night outside the tent.

The next day, when it was just dawn, Lang Gao rushed back with a lot of funeral supplies in his hands. The two big men he brought picked out some paper-made Yin soldiers and their leaders in baskets.

As soon as he entered the door, Lang Gao put down the things in his hands and walked towards me. He said while walking, "Chen Jiu, there are no paper-making shops here, such as Wang Lingguan and Marshal Ma. I bought it from the boss Some white paper and bamboo sticks."

I was stunned, and rubbed my face vigorously. I didn't sleep all night, and my whole body was extremely exhausted, so I said, "As long as you have something, I will tie two later."

He nodded, walked to me, glanced into the coffin, and asked, "How is Miss Wang?"

"It's nothing serious, as long as the loose spirit is handled properly, it should get better, and it won't be to the point of being buried with him." I replied, and asked him where the white paper and bamboo strips were, and I was going to tie Wang Lingguan and Marshal Ma.

At this moment, there was a lot of noise coming from the door, very noisy, and some of the voices were familiar, like Shi Liu, Wizard Ma, and some people from Wanming Tower.

How did they come here?I froze for a moment, shook my clothes, and walked towards the door.

(End of this chapter)