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At night, there is a thick layer of fog floating in Guigu Village, covering the already secluded village in the deep mountains with a thick layer of mystery.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

The old tooth dog kept barking in the direction of the back mountain, looking very restless.

And in the pigsty in the back mountain, the pig king's humming sound also came out, as if two powerful creatures were scolding each other in the air.

For Lao Yagou's restlessness, Lao Fenghuang didn't reprimand him at all.

Instead, he was busy with his own business.

I watched Old Phoenix cleaning up some things, including shrouds, shroud shoes, and shroud hats.

After the old Phoenix packed these things, he put them all into the bucket.

Then he said to Yang Asha: "Let's go, put on the old ghost's shroud."

After the old Phoenix finished speaking, he picked up the fence and left Guigu Hall directly.

Yang Asha and I followed behind.

The mourners from all over the Ghost Sect had already gathered at the entrance of the village. One of the reasons why they weren't in a hurry to let them in to mourn was that the old ghost's body hadn't been disposed of yet.

As for whether the old ghost is dead, or whether he is completely dead, I don't know yet, so I am not in a hurry to let those people in.

The old tooth dog in front was opening the way, and the old Phoenix was holding a bowl in his hand. After walking ten steps, he beat the bowl hard.

The sound of the bowl produced an extremely clear voice in the dark and remote mountain. He chanted the mantra of rebirth, rendering the already weird and mysterious Guigu Village even more weird.

When the sound of the bowl spread to the village, I could clearly see that the low buildings that were originally lit were dimmed.

The villagers in all the villages turned off their lights one after another as if they knew something was going to happen, and the village, which was originally quiet, became even more secluded at this time.

All that remained was the barking of the old tooth dog, and the mantra of the old phoenix chanting.

Strange to say, Old Phoenix's voice was not loud, but the indistinct incantations he chanted seemed extremely ethereal and far away, as if penetrating people's hearts and spreading to the boundless ends of the earth.

I feel that even if I stand on the other side of the mountain, I can hear the old Phoenix's mantra of rebirth.

This is the ability of the corpse hunters in Xiangxi to eat. Before they drive the corpses, the corpse hunters in Xiangxi will beat gongs, drums, or bowls. When they hear this sound, people from every house in Xiangxi know that the corpse hunters are coming. They all closed their doors to avoid them.

Lest the Yin people find trouble.

For this kind of legend, I don't have any sense of curiosity in my heart. If I used to be, maybe I would be very curious, so I could chat with the old Phoenix, but now I feel cold and have no sense of anything. Don't care either.

Tianmen is more than 1000 meters high, and it is extremely dangerous to climb the mountain in the dark, but we are like wild ghosts traveling, walking, and unknowingly, we have reached the ethereal mountain peak.

In the Guigu Cave of Guigu Peak, there are still lights on.

Jiu Ye was sitting cross-legged in the cave, his figure looked particularly tall and straight under the dim light.

"Here we come, old Phoenix..."

Master Jiu asked ethereally.

Old Fenghuang didn't pay any attention, but walked into the cave with a stride, and threw the bucket behind him on the ground.

He hung the bowl in his hand on his waist, then pulled the yellow cloth wrapped around him abruptly, turned over and hung it up, and after a while of crackling, a yellow robe and gown was wrapped around his body.

He fastened his belt firmly, and then bowed to the old ghost.

There was no expression on his face, and this time he bowed, purely out of respect for the deceased.

Old Fenghuang said with a cold face: "Yang Asha, here you are, Aji, get dressed."

Yang Asha walked over immediately, knelt gently on the ground, stretched out her hand to caress the old ghost's thin cheek, tears flowed from her eyes.

When I looked at the old ghost, it seemed as if he had swallowed his breath. He was no longer breathing, and he was no longer moaning. His cheeks were sunken and his eye sockets were sunken. There was only a piece of skin hanging on the whole face. Terrible.

After staying up for two days and two nights, the old ghost finally died and lost his breath.

A generation of ghost kings will eventually drive the crane west.

Yang Asha cried for a while, then put the prepared shroud on the old ghost.

But strange to say, the old ghost's body is still soft, not stiff.

After a person dies, the body will be stiff, and the joints will be rusted, making it impossible to move flexibly. However, Yang Asha helped the old ghost put on clothes without any hindrance and went smoothly.

The old ghost took out the brazier from the bucket and threw it in front of the old ghost's stone bed, then set up the incense burner, and began to burn paper money and worship the incense.

This is the custom of funeral in Xiangxi.

The owner of the house must prepare a handful of incense, three catties and six qian of paper money, burn them to ashes, and burn them inside and outside the house of the deceased as "lost money".

When it was on fire, the old ghost lit a fire and burned a pile of paper money outside.

After finishing, the old Phoenix said: "Cry..."

After the old ghost finished speaking, Yang Asha burst into tears.

"Ah, Aji, you have a good journey..."

This is also the rule of the funeral in Xiangxi. When the old man leaves, the children must cry loudly.

I frowned when I heard Yang Asha crying loudly, feeling very harsh.

There is a feeling of upset in my heart.

I feel very irritated.

Old Phoenix ignored Yang Asha's crying, but pulled peach branches, put a clay pot on the fire to boil water, and threw the peach branches in it to boil.

After boiling the water, Old Fenghuang took out the peach branch and sprinkled the water dipped in the branch on the old ghost.

This practice is the so-called purification.

After cleansing himself, the old ghost took out colorful threads from the bucket.

Then wrap the thread around the old ghost's waist.

According to the age of the deceased, one thread is used for the trouser belt, no more or less. Old Fenghuang wrapped 120 threads for the old ghost before it was finished.

Afterwards, Old Fenghuang brought birthday shoes and put them on for the old ghost. After putting them on, he dotted seven dots with ink on the soles of the shoes in the shape of a Big Dipper.

After dressing neatly, let the old ghost lie down on the stone bed, which is called "shangliu bed".

Put a bowl of rice or rice and a boiled egg under your feet, and put some straw on the bowl to sacrifice, so as not to become a hungry ghost in the future.

After finishing, the old ghost asked me: "Is the coffin ready? Going down the mountain, you have to load the wood, and before loading the wood, you have to lay down hundreds of ashes. These things must be prepared in advance, don't wait until you go down the mountain to prepare." , it’s too late.”

Loading the wood means lowering the coffin. To lower the coffin here, we need to use the ashes left by the ten families after burning firewood, put them into the bottom of the coffin, and then spread bamboo, quilts and other things.Then the dead can be placed in it.

Paper money should be placed on the four corners of the bottom of the coffin.

I nodded and said, "All expenses are ready."

Old Fenghuang nodded, and looked at the old ghost again, with hate and helplessness on his face, and finally said a ruthless sentence.

"Damn ghost, get on the road!"