Chapter 16 The time it takes for a stick of incense to return to the soul

Grandma remained silent and walked to Uncle Wang.

I tried to put down Uncle Wang's arm, but to no avail.

Because the body was rigor mortis.

"Did he kill him?" someone whispered.

Kill him?

It doesn’t look like it!

This posture is obviously something that can only be achieved by committing suicide.

"Is it suicide?" Xiao Wu asked, "But he is clearly better off and will go to the market with us tomorrow to buy some seeds!"

suicide?

I also think it’s even more impossible!

When I found Uncle Wang before, he was plowing the land.

Obviously, it doesn't look like he's committing suicide!

And, what does Uncle Wang’s raised finger mean?

Are you pointing in the direction?

"Old Banxian, please talk to me!" Xiao Wu's eyes turned red, "Uncle Wang has always been very popular. If anything happened to the folks in the village, he was always the first to come forward. If he hadn't helped me find you last time, I'm afraid

Our whole family is going to die!"

"Yes, old half-immortal! Please save him!"

The onlookers bowed and begged one after another.

"The King of Hell lets people die at the third watch, but who dares to leave them alive until the fifth watch!"

Grandma murmured something like this, which made everyone look at each other in shock.

"Old Banxian'er, you have to find out the cause of Uncle Wang's death, right? His wife and children died in the flood, and now he also..."

Xiao Wu's words made grandma frown fiercely.

The empty eye sockets trembled slightly.

"Girl!"

"I'm here, grandma!"

"Cut your Uncle Wang's hair!"

Grandma's words made my heart tense.

However, I did it anyway.

"Xiao Wu, make a coffin to bury Lao Wang. If I don't come back for the first seven days, you can bury him."

Immediately afterwards, grandma looked at Xiao Wu.

This sentence made Xiao Wu immediately grateful.

Immediately, everyone started to get busy.

When I saw my grandma leaving, I hurriedly followed her.

Grandma bounced her little feet very fast.

I chased him for more than a hundred meters before I caught up with him.

"Grandma, do you want to borrow your life?"

Hair, first seven!

These two keywords can only make me think of borrowing my life.

"That's right!"

"But you said this would be punished by God!"

"I have to do this!" Grandma suddenly stared at me, "We owe him this!"

owe?

What else do we owe Uncle Wang?

"And I only borrowed my life a few times to bring him back to life temporarily. As long as I can figure out the cause of his death, it's enough."

When grandma said this, her face suddenly became solemn.

"Old Wang's death is by no means simple!"

…

Take out the talisman paper and attach the birth date of Uncle Wang, and then write the words "Borrow your life for a year" with cinnabar.

Wrap it in hundred dollar bills and tie it with red string.

Following my grandma's instructions, I went to the crossroads.

Riding in the night, dropping one at every intersection.

Although this matter is very sinful, it is equivalent to Jiang Taigong fishing...whoever is willing will take the bait.

Moreover, Uncle Wang is also from Dongshan, so I have the obligation to find out the cause of his death.

It took six full days and a total of 5,000 yuan to be lost.

The reason why grandma needed seven days was because she wanted to go to a different place and a far away crossroads to borrow her life.

This is to prevent the same person from picking up too many and losing his life all at once.

It also looks like it is maintaining balance.

On the first seven days, I returned to Xingzhuang on time.

Grandma, who was sitting in front of the coffin, stood up slowly, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

"Xiao Wu, get some water!"

"Old Banxian'er, are you thirsty?"

"It's not me, it's Lao Wang!" Grandma muttered, "If he doesn't drink rice and water for seven days, he must be extremely thirsty!"

"Okay! I'll go right away!"

"Wait!" The moment Xiao Wu turned around, grandma stopped him. "Just one tablespoon is enough, don't drink too much! In seven days, the stomach has shrunk. If you drink too much water, I'm afraid it will burst!

"

"Okay! I get it!"

Not long after, Xiao Wu came over carefully holding a spoon.

Grandma groped and came to the coffin.

"Everyone come around and give him some energy!"

The so-called "qi" in grandma's mouth refers to popularity.

During these seven days, she had people take turns guarding the coffin 24 hours a day.

The purpose is to make the surrounding area full of popularity, that is, Yang Qi.

If the death energy is too strong, the Lord of Hell may not be able to survive after collecting his soul.

I did the same thing when I died.

After everyone gathered around the coffin, the yellow paper covering Uncle Wang's face suddenly moved slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the whole picture floated over.

Uncle Wang opened his mouth and was breathing heavily.

The corpse stains on his face are clearly visible.

"Old half-immortal!"

With this exclamation, Uncle Wang suddenly sat up.

The hand holding the coffin could not stop shaking.

"Old Wang, I only buy you a stick of incense time!" Grandma said hurriedly, "Tell me who harmed you?"

These words made Uncle Wang's pupils shrink suddenly.

It seemed like he was remembering something terrible.

A stick of incense only lasts half an hour.

If you don't make it clear, you're really dead.

"I...I..."
To be continued...