Jiang Yan's job was to make a set of boys and girls for Wu Laoliu, and other matters were not under his control.
But on the day of the funeral, Jiang Gu quietly followed the funeral procession all the way. He was afraid that something would happen on the road.
"Death and life are different, Zhao Fei's expression is striking.
There is a difference in etiquette between high and low, and the foreign ministers have gathered together.
How can the clothes of the soul be full and full, and how can it be dull and timid?
Children and grandchildren carry coffins and cry, brothers hold banquets and weep.
The spirit dragon is moving, the dragon's head is edging towards Cui Wei."
Li Youlang followed the white coffin and sang an elegy. Li Youlang was a rare handsome man with outstanding appearance. In addition, the song was sad. His relatives and friends who were already secretly sad were even more sad after hearing the song. For a moment,
Cries kept coming and going.
The people watching on the sidelines were still talking about how the weather was still sunny when the funeral was held just now, but in the blink of an eye, there were dark clouds and strong winds.
The one closest to the coffin was Li Youlang, who was singing the elegy. When his hand touched the white coffin, there was a stinging coldness.
He glanced sideways at the boys and girls buried with him. There were many craftsmen, but the one from the Jiang family was the most expensive. That was because only the Jiang family's grandfather and grandson were enlightened.
People in Nanping Town don't know what enlightenment is or the secret of it, but it has become a common practice for people who want to die in vain to use the Jiang family to tie the color.
A young boy blinked at Li Youlang, and then absorbed the evil spirit leaked from the white coffin. As long as they persisted until they were buried, they would be able to escape unscathed.
Jiang Yan was following the funeral procession when suddenly the little paper man crawled out from the collar and pointed at the front with his finger.
A strong wind swept through and kicked up a lot of sand, causing the funeral procession to panic briefly.
Jiang Yan quickly walked to the front. There was an unexpected amount of evil energy in the coffin, which had exceeded the limit that those boys and girls could absorb.
Liang Dayuan, the security chief of Nanping Town, was also in the funeral procession, and he was one of the few people who knew that the Jiang family had this magical method.
"Bao Chang, we need to speed up or else something bad will happen."
"It's going to rain heavily, everyone, hurry up"
Liang Dayuan urged the Wu family and the coffin bearers, but the eight big men carrying the coffin felt that every step was difficult with the heavy weight on their shoulders.
"It's strange, why is this coffin so heavy?" one person asked.
"There must be some treasures buried with him."
"This old Wu family is willing to make a fortune."
These people were communicating while laboriously carrying the coffin, and Liang Dayuan called a few more people to help.
Jiang Gu was worried on the sidelines. Once these boys and girls could no longer absorb more evil spirits, more people would be affected, and he himself didn't know what would happen.
Fortunately, they were finally buried and filled with soil at noon, and Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
After the tombs were sealed and everyone left, Jiang Gu took out a brazier and put all the boys and girls tied with paper into the brazier and lit them.
The evil wind howled, and the flint was struck several times before it finally struck.
The flames in the brazier made a crackling sound, and a burst of screaming and crying could clearly be heard in Jiang Gu and Li Youlang's ears.
These paper bundles were originally made to be very lifelike, as if the flames were devouring not just the paper bundles but more like living people.
Li Youlang felt a little pity and wanted to take out all these painful little paper bundles, but Jiang Yan still felt that the fever was slow and stabbed him twice with a stick, smashing all the paper bundles to pieces.
"You have such a hard heart." Li Youlang's face was filled with disgust.
"My grandpa said that unlike other crafts, the craftsman's profession is always on the edge of the yin and yang worlds. After enlightenment, it becomes even more evil. Generally, people with a soft heart really can't do it."
"No matter what, it's finally over."
Li Youlang wiped the sweat from his forehead. If you are ignorant about such nonsense, you will not be afraid. On the contrary, the more you understand, the more afraid you will be.
"its not right"
Jiang Yan stood up and walked around the tomb three or four times as if looking for something.
"What's going on?" Li Youlang asked.
"One of my paper bundles is missing"
"You couldn't have ordered it wrong, right?"
"It's impossible for me to count clearly. There are twelve boys and six girls in total. Now there is one virgin missing."
"What trouble can there be if there is only one missing?" Li Youlang asked with luck.
"If you don't want the chickens and dogs in Nanping Town to be in trouble, hurry up and find them."
Jiang Yan remembered that there was a gust of evil wind blowing during the funeral just now. It must have blown away one at that time and the people next to him didn't care.
After hearing this, Li Youlang regretted a little. He should have gone down the mountain and went home directly after sending Wu Laoliu just now. He stayed here to mess around, and now he was captured by Jiang Yan.
Jiang Gu took out the paper figure that had been placed in Wu Laoliu's coffin from his arms. After the piece of paper stood on the ground, it immediately came to life, moved for a while, and then trotted forward in one direction.
Although this paper man was not big, he ran very fast, wandering around the streets and alleys of Nanping Town, with Jiang Yan and Li Youlang following closely behind.
Just as he was about to reach his destination, a pair of big hands appeared out of thin air and held the little paper man in his hands.
The man in front of him was dressed strangely, wearing a green shirt with a bamboo tube slung around his waist. He had long hair tied in a crown and a white beard under his chin.
While Jiang Yan was looking at the old man, the old man was also observing the paper man in his hand, which had human facial features and limbs painted on it. What was even more interesting was that the paper man was waving his hands and feet in an effort to break free from his hands.
"who are you"
Jiang Qian was very vigilant. Nanping Town was not big. Even if he couldn't recognize every household, he could at least have an impression. Especially the elderly people who he didn't recognize. The old man in front of him was obviously not from Nanping Town.
people.
"Did you draw this?" the old man asked.
"yes"
"Okay, the painting is very good, especially those eyes are particularly expressive. Even painters who specialize in portraits rarely have such painting skills," the old man praised repeatedly.
"Old man, we still have serious things to do, can you relax your hands?" Li Youlang said.
"well"
After the old man let go of his hand, the paper man jumped out of his hand and fell to the ground, unable to stand still.
"you…."
The old man was about to say something, but Jiang Yan and Li Youlang ran directly past him and ignored him at all.
Firstly, there was something serious to do, and secondly, although the old man was old, he was rosy and lively, which conflicted with their industry, so both of them instantly lost the desire to talk to him.
If they were other old people in the town, Jiang Yan and Li Youlang would both be polite and good young men.
But the old man looked at the two people leaving with bright eyes, and kept saying "What a bone!"
The paper man stopped outside a large mansion, but Jiang Yan and Li Youlang did not rush in rashly.
"Is this the old Liu family?" Li Youlang asked.
The Liu family is one of the few large families in Nanping Town. A few days ago, there was a rumor in the town that Mr. Liu Chong had a son. The Liu family's daughter-in-law was ten months pregnant, but Po Wen delivered a dead baby.
Jiang Yan was already at home waiting for the business to come to him. He had planned to help the Liu family after the Wu Laoliu family's affairs were completed. Unexpectedly, the courtyard wall was now decorated with lights and colorful decorations, making it look like a celebration.
"What are you two doing here? Let's go quickly. Don't rush into our family's happiness."
When a man who looked like a housekeeper saw Jiang Yan and Li Youlang, he blocked the door and refused to let them in.
"What's so exciting about Mr. Liu?" Jiang Yan asked with a smile.
"My family invited a miraculous doctor to rejuvenate and cure the young master. There will be a big banquet for guests and friends in the next two days."
After seeing Jiang Chan and Li Youlang leaving, Housekeeper Liu said something bad. Li Youlang wanted to talk to him but was stopped by Jiang Chan.
"It's really a dog's eyes that look down on others"
"Shhh, stop scolding me. My family has a way to gain qi. I think Butler Liu's body is full of black qi. It only happened in the past three to five months."
Adhering to the concept that customers are God, Jiang Yan will naturally be more tolerant towards them.
"real?"
Li Youlang raised his eyebrows with joy, then turned around and said goodbye to Butler Liu with a smile. People in his profession must be very tolerant, because there is no telling whether the person who offended him will die tomorrow.
"Are the rumors in the town all false? Liu Chong's son is not dead?" Jiang Yan asked back.
"This is impossible. Liu Chong called me to his house yesterday and gave me three taels of silver. I saw with my own eyes that the child was indeed dead. His body was so cold that I wrote the elegy all night."
Li Youlang shook his head and said with certainty.
"My paper bag should also be at Liu's house. There must be something weird in it. Let's find out tonight."
"Watch your words and try not to talk about us. Of course, as your only friend, if anything happens to you, I will definitely write a song for you." Of course Li Youlang didn't want to come.
"Then I'll thank you first, but my family has some tricks to keep others in line, so I'll let you know."
Before Jiang Yan finished speaking, Li Youlang already knew what he was going to say and hurriedly interrupted.
"Stop, stop, stop, can't you just hope that I'll go with you after I order?"