I didn't know if I didn't take a photo. When I was shocked, my face became similar to yesterday. Although it was not so white, it was considered abnormal.

Even the originally red and swollen face on the right was only swollen but not red. On the left face, the place where Zhao Ruoxian kissed yesterday was slightly bloody.

"Hurry up, don't miss the time." The master urged with a small gong in his hand, and then knocked it straight after saying that.

I didn't have time to think too much, so I picked up a trumpet and guide banner, walked to the front of the team, and shouted: "Let the cannon, let's go~~"

The crackling sound of firecrackers sounded, and the group lined up toward the Land Temple. Master and uncle followed me, one beating a small gong and the other beating a small drum.

Behind were Du Zeming and his brother carrying a basket of sacrifices. Du Yi followed behind, holding the photo of her mother in his hand, and the relatives and friends behind him were all mourning clothes, holding a sponge cushion in their hands.

The distance between the Du family and the Tudi Temple at the entrance of the village is not far, so you can set off at 7:30.

After I finished blowing a mourning trumpet, I turned around, waved the guide banner in my hand, and shouted loudly: "Send memorial~~~"

Except for the master and uncle, all the relatives and friends behind him knelt down and cried loudly.

Mourning is a relatively important part of funeral rituals. Confucian rituals originated from the Zhou rituals. They emerged in the Han and Jin dynasties and became more popular in the Southern and Northern Dynasties. They were passed down for more than a thousand years and were a major feature of the funeral customs in the Confucian cultural circles in China and even East Asia.

Crying is to express the grief of the death of a relative in the form of crying, and to commemorate the life and deeds of the deceased in the form of singing. During the funeral or temple worship, someone must cry, especially the descendants, otherwise it will be regarded as disrespectful.

The sound of crying is also very important. It is said that if the deceased did not accompany the crying sounds that ran through the world on the road to the underworld, it would be a laughing stock within a radius of dozens of miles, and their descendants would also be regarded as unfilial and ruthless by people.

The louder the crying at the funeral, the greater the sadness and the prosperity of future generations. Therefore, generally rich families will invite people who are mourning to help cry together, and the Du family also hired three mourning people.

The voices of professional crying are loud, and they can also express sadness and have a good income. They can get a hundred dollars for less than an hour of crying.

Worshiping a temple is a relatively complicated process. Every time you bow fifty meters, you have to do sacrificial rituals when you go to the Land Temple. All your immediate relatives have to make a fortune one by one, and finally you have to make a public offering, begging the Land God to bless the people in the village with peace and longevity.

Although this is my first time hosting a temple worship, I didn’t make any mistakes during this period, because I saw my grandfather hosting too many times and I became familiar with it.

Because the temple is close, we returned to the Du family at 8:30 and the food was ready. Since it was buried in the afternoon, we didn’t have to have breakfast with the whole village.

After dinner, I went to the mourning hall to take a look at the body, turned my hands out of my sleeves, my nails had turned completely black and became very sharp.

This time, you can vaguely see two sharp teeth pressing against your lower lip without turning your lips.

The fangs are one and a half inches long, and the black armor is half inches long.

This is almost at the corpse transformation, but it will definitely be possible to defraud the zombie when the yin energy is strong after dark.

I picked up a piece of white cloth next to the coffin and covered it on the body. Then I sorted out the white cloth a little to make sure it was completely wrapped. Only then did I tell the people around that they could cover the coffin.

Two big men carried the coffin lid and covered it on the coffin. The master and uncle picked up the coffin nails and hammers and prepared to nail the coffin.

I quickly said, "Don't nail it first."

"Why? Master Qin just said that he would fill the soil after three days." Master asked in confusion.

I shook my head and said, "When the soil is filled, I will seal the coffin. There are also people who can only keep their direct descendants in the mourning hall. No one else can enter the mourning hall before being buried."

"Okay, you have the final say." The master put away the tools and had no doubts.

They don’t understand such corpse transformation at all. If the coffin is sealed now, the zombies after the corpse will rush to the coffin as soon as possible. The zombies can strengthen their body by rushing to the coffin, which is equivalent to a process of breaking out of the coffin and becoming a butterfly and rebirth in the fire. Once the coffin comes out, it will be even more difficult to deal with.

If it is natural to transform into a corpse without experiencing the complex and difficult coffin, its strength will not be strengthened. As long as the speed is fast enough, it will be very easy to subdue.

However, there is no need to explain these things so clearly to them, so as not to cause unnecessary panic. Naturally, the fewer people know about them, the better.

Although they are professional Taoist priests who do salvation, they usually won’t have any accidents, but if something happens, they have to kill the master to solve the problem privately, so they can’t help.

After I covered the coffin, I stopped taking care of it because I was so tired that I had to deal with the corpse at night. It would be difficult to deal with it without rest during the day, and I also needed to prepare the corpse fighting items.

When I got home, I was about to rest and take my energy first. After adjusting the alarm clock at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I fell asleep in less than a minute after falling asleep on the bed.

I don’t know how long I slept, but was woken up by the screams of Dahuang. I quickly got up and looked at it at eleven o’clock. I was a little confused. Dahuang usually doesn’t scream during the day. Unless someone with bad intentions wants to come to the house, it will scream a few times. The purpose of calling is not to bite people, but to remind me and my grandfather.

"Old Qin, Lao Qin, open the door." A familiar voice came over. I thought for a moment and seemed to be my best high school classmate Zheng Kangkang.

"Zheng Kangkang?" I shouted quickly. This guy is my only good friend in high school, a big man of 1.87 meters and weighs 0.1 tons.

He is the largest person in our school. He is very righteous and carefree, but he is also very noble. He doesn't like the hard-working people, but he plays well with me. In high school, I was often teased by Du Yi and the others, and Zheng Kangkang stood up for me.

Zheng Kangkang once liked Du Yi, but after being rejected by Du Yi, he also had a crush on Zhao Ruoxian like me.

I haven't seen each other for more than a year after graduation. I was so happy that he could come and I suddenly lost all sleepiness.

"Yes, yes, it's me, hahaha, open the door for me quickly." Zheng Kangkang said in a loud voice.

Seeing me talking, Dahuang didn't call again. I quickly got up and opened the door. Only then did I see that in addition to Zheng Kangkang, two other male classmates came.

One of them is Qian Liexian, a rich young man in the county. He was Du Yi's boyfriend in high school. I don't know if he is still together.

There is another one named Chen Liang, who is a pure gangster who knows how to pick up girls and fight with them all day long. People who love learning a little bit are not happy to play with him, but he has a good relationship with Du Yi, and is called Du Yi’s male best friend.

These two people have a very average relationship with me and have basically never played much together, especially Zhang Liang. We also had wars. When I was in high school, I was often teased by them. Once, I even slandered me for stealing money and was almost expelled from the school.

I understand that Zheng Kangkang came to me specifically, but I don’t know why the two of them came here.

"Why? Not welcome?" Qian Liexian asked with a smile.

I smiled and said, "No, the old classmate is here, it's too late to be happy. Come in and do it quickly."

I quickly opened the door and invited them in. Zhang Liang said, "Qin Yihun, your dog is good, is it sold? I'll pay 500 yuan."

"I won't sell it, I've been raising it for several years, and I have a deep relationship." I replied with a smile.

Zheng Kangkang cut and said, "Old Qin, don't pay attention to Chen Liang. After he graduated from high school, he went to his father's dog meat shop. If you want to give him the dog, it will soon turn into dog meat."

When I heard Zheng Kangkang's words, I immediately understood why Dahuang was called. It turned out that he was a dog butcher and had a strong evil spirit. I frowned and said, "Chen Liang, don't make Dahuang, otherwise I will never end up with you."

The reason I say this is because dog stole often in rural areas, and those who steal dogs cooperate with Chen Liang and others who run dog meat shops, which is very hateful.

Chen Liang quickly said, "No, no, how can I do that? We all buy it at a reasonable price, and we will never forcefully buy and sell it."

I smiled, took out some melon seed candies and said, "Three old classmates, long time no see. There is nothing delicious at home, just these things are too much."

"Understand, your family is cheating people of money. Your family will definitely not be able to finish these idle things." Qian Liexian said with a smile.

As soon as I said this, my face suddenly became cold. Zheng Kangkang slapped the table and said, "If you two want to talk sarcastic things here, get out of here. It's been more than a year since he graduated, but he still can't change his shit."

"How the hell are you talking?" Zhang Liang turned to look at Zheng Kangkang.

Zheng Kangkang stood up and said, "I just talked like this. You can just joke in front of me. I'm just unhappy in Lao Qin's joke here. Why are you?"

"If the girls over there weren't crowds and they didn't take us to play, they wouldn't be too lazy to come here." Zhang Liang said directly.

Qian Liexian laughed dryly and said, "Okay, okay, all of them are classmates, why bother like this? Yes, I heard that you have become a charlatan now?"

I was a little upset when I heard the word "charlatan", but I nodded: "Yes, it's considered inheriting the ancestral property."

"Oh~~" Qian Liexian nodded thoughtfully and asked, "That must be very profitable, right? A charlatan is the best at cheating people. I'm a little tight recently. Can you borrow some money for me to use?"
Chapter completed!