My master is invincible

Chapter 2156 Crying Spirit
It's like this in our business, as long as there is cigarettes and someone treats you to dinner, everyone is as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood!

No, it took less than 10 minutes for the coffin bearers to prepare everything.

"Palace Master, the next step is to see if the egg yolk has changed color." Lao Tian came over and asked me.

I hummed and looked at Mr. Gong. He smiled, "Don't worry, the egg yolk is definitely black."

I nodded and didn't speak. I remember what Lao Tian said before, saying that the coffin can only be thrown into Jiulongkou when the egg yolk turns black. If the egg yolk does not change color, you must not throw the coffin.

Immediately, I didn't dare to hesitate too much, and hurriedly walked towards Jiang Xiaoyan's coffin.

My first thought was to get the eggs instinctively, but thinking that Mr. Gong was beside me, I still looked towards Mr. Gong.

He smiled slightly, "Xiao Jiu, that's it, I can't take it off, I need some cinnabar!"

After that, he took out a yellow paper bag from his pocket, and the thing inside was cinnabar.

Mr. Gong said: "Since I sent her here, let me do the job of getting the eggs!"

After finishing speaking, he applied a little cinnabar on the palm of his right hand, and slowly touched the eggs on the coffin lid.

To my surprise, the moment his palm touched the egg, I could clearly feel a slight change in the aura of the whole scene, and even the temperature suddenly dropped a few degrees.

This made all of us subconsciously shudder.

After Mr. Gong took the egg down, the change disappeared.

This aroused my curiosity. I stared closely at the egg in Mr. Gong's hand and asked him, "Mr. Gong, how is it? Did it turn yellowish or black?"

He smiled and didn't say a word. Immediately afterwards, he picked up the three eggs in his hand and threw them towards the head of the coffin.

Only a pop was heard!

The egg shattered immediately.

To my surprise, not to mention that the egg yolk is black, even the egg white is also black.

Mad, to hell.

How is this going?

Just put it on the coffin lid and carried it for six miles, the light yellow color turned black.

To be honest, no matter how I imagine it, it is difficult to understand the truth in it.

However, now that the light yellow has turned black, I am naturally happy to see the result, and I don't bother to think about it, so I looked at Lao Tian, ​​and I was about to call someone to start tinkering and throwing the coffin.

At this moment, that old man frowned and said, "Xiao Jiu, don't be in a hurry to throw the coffin."

How can I not be in a hurry, the sky is full of rays of light, and it will take less than ten minutes for the sun to emerge.

Immediately, I hurriedly asked: "Old Gong, have you encountered any difficulties?"

He said: "The egg whites are all black. If you just throw it down like this, you will annoy the Dragon Lord. If you are not careful, the whole funeral will be ruined."

"Why?" I asked hurriedly.

He said: "The egg white is dark, which means that the deceased still has grievances. To resolve these grievances, only the crying spirit can be effective, and now there are only ten minutes left before the auspicious time, so the crying spirit must be a master." , it must be done within ten minutes or so."

When I heard this, I glanced at all the coffin bearers. I would like to talk about myself first. From the beginning of my career to the present, I have never cried. Sometimes the family members of the deceased do the crying. Some family members really can’t cry. It is also to find some professional crying souls to come and help.

Having said that, I have to say one thing, those professional crying spirits are really powerful, the crying one is heart-piercing!
Those who heard it really cried, and those who heard it were sad. I reckon it was as serious as the dead father didn't cry. I have to say that money is the most powerful magic weapon in this world.

Just when I was in a daze for a while, a voice that I didn't expect sounded.

"Palace Master, I used to cry with my master often!"

Turning his head, he saw that the person who said this was actually Han Qiu.

He looked at me awkwardly and smiled.

Ok?
I was taken aback, it was hard to imagine that Han Qiu was from a crying spirit, so I asked him, "You're not kidding me, are you?"

He smiled, "No, how can I joke with the Palace Master, do you think this is okay, I will cry for you now?"

"roll!"

I rolled my eyes, it's not that I look down on people who cry, I always feel that people who cry have done the last thing their family members should do.

But, then again, I am naturally willing to let Han Qiu come to cry. After all, with his master status, I believe that Han Qiu will definitely not be bad at crying.

Immediately, I nodded towards Han Qiu.

When Mr. Gong saw my movement, he waved to Han Qiu, "Come here!"

Without any hesitation, Han Qiu hurried over and heard Mr. Gong say, "It's like this. You'd better cry away the resentment of the deceased within 5 minutes. In addition, before you cry, you have to wipe it on your lips." Put some cinnabar on it."

Ok?
Touch cinnabar?
I frowned. Putting cinnabar on my lips was suspected of sealing, and there were some complications in it.

I remember Lao Wang once said that people who cry their spirits should most taboo to put cinnabar on their lips.

Once wiped, in the next seven days, the mouth cannot speak, and the mouth cannot eat.

You have to wait seven days before you can eat and talk.

Immediately, I quickly said: "Old Gong, this is not good! Or, let me do it!"

"Palace Master, it's okay, isn't it just that you can't talk or eat for seven days, I can do it." Han Qiu stopped, looked at Mr. Gong, and said, "Mr. Gong, is there anything else you want to say hello to? "

Mr. Gong shook his head, "No more!"

Seeing this, Han Qiu didn't cry directly, but asked me for a cigarette!
I handed him one and lit him another cigarette.

However, he didn't know what was going on, he just took a puff of the cigarette, his face turned pale, and big tears rolled down his face.

This caught me off guard.

This is too exaggerated!
A cigarette can make you cry.

It wasn't until later that I realized that what he was smoking was not cigarettes, but real loneliness.

Because, he once had a girlfriend who loved smoking very much. When Han Qiu was 23 years old, his girlfriend passed away in a hurry because of a cigarette.

I kept asking him how his girlfriend died.

He didn't tell me from the beginning to the end, and even now, he still does.

However, his habit of crying when he smokes has been maintained until now. Maybe he has always loved that girlfriend deeply, and until now, he is still alone.

Of course, these are all things to say later, I didn't know these things at the time, I thought he was born to be a crying spirit.

"Palace...Master, thank you!" Han cried and said to me, then took three puffs of cigarettes, put the cigarette aside, and walked towards Jiang Xiaoyan.

It has to be said that Han Qiu's crying spirit was quite successful. After less than 5 minutes, Mr. Gong spoke up. He said, "Okay, the resentment of the deceased is gone!"

(End of this chapter)