On June 16th, it is advisable to get married and funerals.

"Don't enter a new person, and do not block the way for the lonely ghost???????"

Mr. Yin and Yang held a sharp voice, carried the soul-shocking banner on his shoulders, scattered paper money, and followed by eight strong men carrying the best golden nanmu coffin at his subordinate.

Carrying a coffin to lead the way, sending the dead to the deceased.

Behind the golden nanmu coffin, a long funeral procession squeezed out a huge crowd.

This funeral team came out of Caofeidian city and carried all the way to a mountain section on the east side of the suburbs, where the family's ancestral tomb was the family's ancestral tomb.

Since ancient times, wealthy families have paid special attention to it, saying that the coffin will not fall to the ground and will be buried in the soil. Even if it is carried by a car, it is a bit taboo, so they all use special people to carry it to the old cemetery.

"One stop at Qiaotou, life and death are gone?" The funeral procession marched onto a bridge. Mr. Yin and Yang turned around and shouted at the crowd behind: "Go forward, bow three times and send your ancestors across the bridge in the living room."

In the funeral procession, a middle-aged man with a big back was wearing a filial cloth. Behind him, at least thirty men, women, young and old, bowed three times toward the bridgehead. This looked like a big family with a strong personal popularity.

After bowing three times, Mr. Yin and Yang shook the soul-summoning banner, pulled his neck and continued to shout: "Don't enter a new person, don't block the way for lonely ghosts??????"

Half an hour later, the funeral procession left Caofeidian and marched to the old cemetery leading to Dongshan.

The face of the child in June changes as soon as he says.

A cloud floated from the sky, and it started to drizzle soon. The rain hit the coffin of the golden nanmu, forming several long slivers and falling on the ground.

In front of the mountain road where the funeral procession was marching, a young man suddenly appeared on the horizon, wearing a navy blue robe and an old canvas bag on his back. Whenever he stepped, he would hear a crisp "dang, dang" sound. What's even more strange is that an ordinary kitchen knife was tied under the bag on his back.

A moment later, the young man in the robe and the funeral team passed by. He suddenly paused his feet and frowned and looked at the bottom of the coffin. After the team passed, he squatted down and rushed the ground with his fingers. A stream of blood was stained on his fingers and quickly condensed into pieces at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Puff" The man pinched his two fingers hard, and the hard blood clots suddenly broke, and then a stream of black smoke emerged.

The young man in the robe stood up and turned around and followed behind the funeral procession.

After a moment, Mr. Yin and Yang led the team to the old cemetery in Dongshan, where a grave had already been dug.

The gentleman looked up at the sun covered by dark clouds, stretched out his fingers and calculated a few times, turned around and said, "Please carry the coffin and sit in the hall!"

The few people standing in front of the funeral procession were sad and crying from time to time.

The man with his hair combed and the woman in black standing beside him bowed respectfully three times to the coffin.

"dad?????"

"Grandpa, let's go all the way"

"The coffin is buried, the family retreats a little." Mr. Yin and Yang scattered paper money and bowed around, saying: "New soul passes by, please give it to all ghosts and gods. Please take away the gifts that respect you for yours." x Cool; Jiangh.com {Non-Only} One q/author s,!o Others &//q is, b stolen. Version 0

The eight lever men tied a hemp rope around their waists and moved the coffin directly above the tomb. Mr. Yin and Yang inserted the soul-summoning banner to the ground and said, "The eight flowers raised their heads????? The waist flowers shook."

"Wait" When the coffin was about to be buried, the young man in the robe who had been following the funeral procession suddenly came from behind. Mr. Yin and Yang and the middle-aged man with his back were looking at him in surprise.

The young man in the robe untied the tied kitchen knife from under his bag and placed it on the ground, and said softly: "Three days later, if there is something wrong with your home, you can use this kitchen knife to go to a hotel near the city railway station to find me."

The middle-aged man's face turned dark, and Mr. Yin and Yang seemed to be a rabbit with a burnt tail and jumped up, jumping and cursing: "You little son, are you saying there is something wrong with the Feng Shui tomb I found when I searched for dragons and pointed the acupoints?"

The young man in the robe spread his hands and said, "I didn't say there was a problem with the tomb you were looking for. I just said that there would be differences in this coffin. Do you understand?"

Mr. Yin and Yang grinded his teeth and said, "Isn't that the same? The coffin is different, and the tomb is wrong. I have been searching for dragons for ten years and have been in the industry for more than twenty years. I have been working there for hundreds of tombs and have never broken my reputation in this lineage."

The young man in the robe directly passed by the Yin-Yang Mr. like a monkey, and turned to the middle-aged man with his back to say, "I only stay here for three and a half days. Three days will be the first seven days of the man in this coffin. If there is any change in your home, take the kitchen knife to find me in the city?????? Remember, only carrying a kitchen knife can count, that is my voucher for collecting money."

After the young man in the robe finished speaking, he ignored the strange eyes of the people around him, turned around and walked down the mountain with a canvas bag on his back.

The middle-aged man looked at the kitchen knife on the ground with suspicion. Yin and Yang raised his legs so angry that he was about to kick the kitchen knife on the ground away: "Little baby, he is full of nonsense and ungrateful?"

Suddenly, a young woman walked past middle-aged man, stopped Mr. Yin and Yang, and then said to middle-aged man: "Dad, he obviously came from another place and had not arrived in Caofeidian yet. How did he know that he would be the first seventh person in three days?"

Middle-aged man was stunned and his suspicion became even heavier after saying oh.

Mr. Yin and Yang hummed next to him and said, "Your old man died is not an ordinary old man. If he wants to inquire, can he not know the exact day? This child is just talking nonsense, do you really believe it?"

The middle-aged man turned his head and asked calmly: "Sir, are you sure this tomb is fine?"

Mr. Yin and Yang pointed his fingers towards the sky and said loudly: "I swear by my ancestor's name that if this cemetery was not the Feng Shui tomb of Fuyao's descendants, I will pick my house with my own hands from now on and no longer ask about the Yin and Yang lineage?"

Middle-aged man paused slightly and simply said, "Okay, let's get buried!"

Mr. Yin and Yang turned around and said to the eight stalkers: "I'm shaking flowers???????? I'm tightly sucking flowers. I put the coffin and prepare to scatter flowers."

Flowers are the hemp rope tied to the coffin. Shaking flowers means putting the coffin into the pit, and scattering flowers means waiting for the coffin to fall into the tomb before pulling out the hemp rope at the bottom of the coffin. At this point, the coffin is placed securely, and then the last process is left, preparing to fill the soil.

After the coffin was buried, the soil began to be filled. The people surrounded by the grave pit looked solemn and solemn. There was a plain kitchen knife inserted on the mountain at the foot of the crowd, which looked like it was used by ordinary people to cut vegetables. There was no one paying attention to it.

Suddenly, a white and tender jade hand held on the hilt of the knife and pulled the kitchen knife out of the ground.

At the foot of the East Mountain, after the young man with long robes came down from the old grave, he turned around and forgot his eyes to the top of the grave on the mountain. At this moment, a dark cloud was floating towards the top of the mountain.

More than two hours later, in a small hotel near the railway station in Caofeidian city, a young man in a robe walked in with two kilograms of pork head meat and a bag of peanut skin and a bottle of Laobai Dried.

"Residence in a hotel!" The young man in the robe took out his ID card from his body and handed it over. The hotel owner took it and glanced at it. After seeing the name on it, he subconsciously said: "Wang Jingzhe?"

The young man from long-distance running grinned and showed his neat white teeth: "I was born on Jingzhe on the day of Jingzhe and named Wang Jingzhe"
Chapter completed!