In the end, as we shook our heads helplessly, the Zhou family had no choice but to carry the recliner back with them, and borrowed a sheet from me to cover Zhou Liang's hideous and terrifying body.
I didn't want to care about what the people in the village would say. After watching the family leave, I and Lang Hongyi cleaned up the mess in the house.
I picked up the white bag left by my family last week on the ground, counted the number, and divided it 50-50 with Uncle Wu.
This time when I was dividing money, I was the least energetic.
The Zhou family gave a lot, 5,001 cents, and Uncle Wu and I each received 2,505 cents. No one would get a cent more or a cent less.
When I handed over the money, I asked as if unintentionally, "Uncle Wu, the coffin boy is also a carpenter. Is there nothing he can do about this?"
Uncle Wu snorted, "God has decided it. Don't be too meddlesome. Coffin Boy can't touch the winning methods passed down by other masters and disciples. Don't ask."
Uncle Wu explained it to me, and then I understood that if I hadn’t brought the wooden man to ask Coffin Boy about Yasheng, he would not have let anyone in. This is a big deal for me.
A face.
The carpenters have their own sects, with different inheritances and rules. If you act rashly, you will face more serious backlash.
And Zhou Liang, when he knew that his master was dead and used overwhelming tactics to deal with Zhou Xi, he knew that he was facing either the death of his elder brother or his own sudden death. This was his own choice and no one else could stop it.
This matter has come to an end for the time being. Uncle Wu said he was tired and wanted to go home to rest. I had no choice but to go out to see him back. I also went to the only canteen in the village to pay my debt and promised to burn it to Five Ghosts and Haishi Shishi Gongcao.
I bought the paper money ingot.
The most important thing is liquor, which I will never forget.
Maybe because I bought a lot, the owner of this small shop actually agreed to deliver the goods to my door, which saved me from having to do it myself. I paid the money and went home directly.
Lang Hongyi must have been very tired. The door to his room was closed when I came back. He must have gone in to rest. I didn't disturb him. I went back to my room and collapsed on the kang.
The courtyard door is not closed. When the delivery person comes, just put the things in the courtyard. The only advantage of being in the village is that if you don't close the door at night, you will at most encounter a chicken and dog thief. No one will dare to enter the house to kill people and steal goods.
host.
I fell on the bed, feeling tired and sleepy. The only thing I could guarantee was to set an alarm clock on my senior phone while I was still conscious.
At eight o'clock at night, it should be much better to sleep for a few hours. In the evening, I have something to eat and go out to burn paper.
In a hazy state, I fell into a deep sleep, without a single dream, and no time to think about whether Mr. Gong Cao would be punished for me, or how the Zhou family would live with Zhou Liang like that in the past half month.
As the sharp music came from my mobile phone, I sat up suddenly from the kang. Before I even opened my eyes, I hurriedly turned off the alarm clock on my mobile phone. Such a harsh sound really shortened one's life.
No matter how beautiful the music is played through this speaker, it has the effect of killing people.
I combed my short hair, put on my shoes, and got ready to go out and burn paper.
When I walked to the main room, I saw Lang Hongyi sitting on the sofa. The incense burner in front of my grandfather was burning with fragrance. He was looking down at a large express package.
When he saw me coming out, he only raised his head and continued to study the things in his hands, "The food is on the table. Please change your mobile phone. It's really ugly!"
I had become immune to this man's habit of saying anything. I started looking around the house for a lighter, and replied with three big words, "I'm happy to do it!"
I only glanced at the two dishes and one meal that were set aside on the table. I didn't feel hungry just after I got up, so I continued to look for what I wanted.
"What are you looking for?"
Lang Hongyi had already put down the express delivery, maybe he had given up on studying the existence value of that thing, and walked behind me and said something coldly.
It scared me to death!
"Find a lighter!"
It's all my fault that those people from the Zhou family smashed the coffee table in the house in the afternoon, otherwise I wouldn't have to go through so much trouble.
"There is no lighter, but there are matches!"
Lang Hongyi dug out a high-end-looking match from a pile of salvaged debris on the sofa and handed it to me, "Thank you!"
I turned around and walked out of the house. The sky outside was completely dark at this time, which was the best time to burn paper. But when I saw the things that were delivered to me, I felt a little helpless. There were really too many...
It would be too much for me to take these out by myself!
Not to mention those bags of paper money and ingots, the two boxes of wine alone were enough for me to drink a jug!
"Lang Hongyi, come out and help me!" I didn't look back and shouted in the courtyard. Unexpectedly, a big hand stretched out from behind me, easily lifted two boxes of liquor, and picked up a bag of paper money with my fingers.
He strode outside.
In my ordinary life, without my grandfather, suddenly such a cold-faced and weird roommate came in, which made me dumbfounded. Sometimes this guy is quite irritating, but sometimes it is quite useful, for example
Now!
There are many ways to send money and gifts to the underworld, and there are slight differences depending on the region. I carried a wooden stick, took a bottle of mineral water, and followed Lang Hongyi out with the remaining paper money and ingots.
In some places, paper burning is done on the roadside or at crossroads, but in our village, they will be concentrated outside the village after crossing the small bridge.
I don’t know who it was passed down from, but later generations have continued this practice.
I once saw shameless people here, and even met a butcher woman. I also sent away Ye Xu’s soul by the river under the bridge. I have too many memories of this place.
It’s not just bad things. For example, when I went to school in the city, my grandfather also bowed his back to see me off.
"Is it okay to be here?"
Lang Hongyi put down his things on the side of the road after crossing the small bridge. I looked at the surroundings and nodded, "Okay, let's just go here. The surroundings are quite clean."
Maybe it's because the village is not peaceful recently. There have been troubles in several houses. At this time, we can't even see people walking. Only the mountain breeze blows from behind us, blowing our hair and clothes.
horn.
Opening the mineral water bottle in my hand, I drew a circle on the ground that opened to one side.
I took out a bag of paper money and poured it on the ground. I pulled out a few of them. Lang Hongyi came over and helped me light the match.
I don’t know if it was because these were paper money for the Five Ghost Generals to burn. The match was blown by the strong mountain wind. Although it shook violently, it still burned tenaciously, including the few pieces of paper money in my hand that were used as fire starters.
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I then continued to pick up a handful of paper money, lit it and threw it outside the circle. This was first used to appease the wandering ghosts, and then I started to light a large number of remaining paper money and money in the water circle I drew.
Yuanbao folded from gold foil.
"Ghost generals from five directions will come to collect the money. Ye family's three men have returned their wish and are grateful for their help before. Let's take these down for a drink and thank all the ghost soldiers under me for their help."
The firelight shone on our faces, but we couldn't feel any heat. Maybe the mountain wind took away the heat.