My master is invincible

Chapter 430 Seal Seven (58)

I thought about it for a while, we, the Eight Immortals, are most taboo about killing people's souls, even if Lu Yaodong has a deep hatred with me, we must never destroy his souls, this is professional ethics.

If Lu Yaodong's soul is not destroyed, this funeral cannot go on at all. More importantly, the beggar and the little girl can be said to have died because of me. I will never forgive myself in this life.

In this way, I can only become an unlucky person, but if I become an unlucky person, I will be considered useless in this life.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and said to Qingxuanzi: "Master Daoist, if I am unlucky, will I be able to bring Lu Yaodong's soul back to the underworld? Will this funeral go on smoothly?"

He didn't answer my question directly, but said: "It's better for everything to go with its own course and make you an unlucky person. This move has a heaven-defying meaning in it. Only 50% of the hope will succeed, and the other 50% depends on the situation." Does the deceased have any resentment towards you, once there is resentment, the funeral will be difficult!"

When I heard this, I was stunned. What does this mean?Even sacrificing nine years of luck in my heyday won't bring me a funeral?This is so ridiculous!
That Qingxuanzi seemed to see through my thoughts, and said: "Xiao Jiu, there is a saying in my sect that a person's life is all in the nine-star map, luck is prosperous and weak, birth, old age, sickness and death are all evolved according to the nine-star map, perhaps There are some changes, but in general, the numerology will not be much different, and our move is to peel off your fortune with your numerology. It is not easy to have a 50% success rate in the small way. If you let my master come, About 80% success rate."

"What happens if you fail?" I asked.

"Failure, the worst result can send Lu Yaodong back to the underworld. As for the funeral, I'm afraid it's still a bit difficult!" Qingxuanzi thought for a while, and slowly said: "Xiao Jiu, choose to destroy the soul! Come to my formation, maybe you can handle the funeral well."

I gave up and said, "It's a big taboo to destroy the soul. I'm not the only one. I'm afraid you will also be punished by the gods. It's better to move the stars and transfer your luck. I only hope that Lu Yaodong's soul can live in the underworld, and I also hope that the family of three of the deceased can live out the last day of life with peace of mind." One ride."

"Xiao Jiu, you... you will be in the next nine years..." Qingxuanzi said.

I smiled helplessly, interrupted him, and said, "Master Dao, at first you persuaded me to choose the second path, why are you persuading me to choose the first one now?"

"I advised you to choose the second one because I thought your horoscope was fine, and even if you were unlucky, you could still be an ordinary person. I didn't expect... your horoscope has some problems, which led to extreme prosperity and decline, Ai! Maybe this is fate! "

That Qingxuanzi sighed, and didn't try to persuade me anymore, he said: "Since you choose the second way, then first suppress the evil spirits on your body, and you can't hold a funeral when you commit the three evil spirits, otherwise you will only let me go." Funerals are even more difficult!"

"How?" I asked him.

"This is simple!" As he said, he took out a talisman from his body. I remember that he used this kind of talisman when he was in Shaoyang. It was silver, and the symbols drawn on it were particularly strange.

"Put this on your body!" He handed me the talisman, and took out a piece of peach-red wood from his body. According to him, this wood is the best fairy peach wood, which can ward off evil spirits.

I took the talisman and fairy peach wood without thinking too much, so I stuffed them in my trouser pocket and asked him what to do next.

He said: "Since I have decided to move the stars and go against my luck, I need to go home and find a few things to set up the formation. By the way, Xiao Jiu, the range of the formation is a bit large. I am afraid that the houses on both sides of the main room cannot be kept. At least the doors must be demolished. There is also an open space behind the main room for me to set up the altar."

"Not in front of the main room?" I asked.

"Moving the stars is going on at the same time as the funeral. You do the funeral in front of the main room, and I move the stars behind the main room. If it succeeds, the funeral will go very smoothly without any deviation." Qingxuanzi said while moving the nine stars on the altar. Figure erased.

"Yeah!" I nodded and asked him to go back and prepare things first.

After that Qingxuanzi left, I stood in front of the altar, like a walking corpse, staring at the two coffins, motionless. I suspected this and that, but I didn't expect the final reason to be myself.

After holding so many funerals, I only wanted to do it well, but I never thought that I would kill people because of me. This is really ironic, a great irony.

Thinking, thinking, my legs softened, I knelt down, and shouted at the two, "I'm sorry for you! It's me who hurt you!"

After yelling these words, two lines of tears flowed out without disappointment. Sometimes I feel that I am really useless. When I encounter setbacks, I cry like a woman and shed tears. I don’t have the courage and endurance that a man should have.

At this moment, Lao Wang, Gao Lao, Wen Xue, Shou Hou, Hua Sao and a group of Eight Immortals walked in. Lao Wang pulled me up and said, "Jiu Yazi, what's the matter?"

"I...I..." I faltered, feeling so uncomfortable that I didn't know how to tell them.

"Chen Baxian, you are a big man, there is no need to cry, stand up like a man, no matter what you do wrong, face it like a man, and bear it, you are the pride of our group of Eight Immortals, you have to do something Let us look proud." Mr. Gao put his hand on my shoulder and said word by word.

"But...but...but they were killed by me." After saying this, I couldn't suppress the guilt in my heart anymore, and wept like a child.

Thinking of that scene now, I feel very helpless. I was 19 years old at the time, and I was very experienced in funerals, giving people a feeling of youth and maturity.However, things other than funerals were a completely strange world to me at that time. Perhaps every man’s growth process is a kind of heart-wrenching pain. This may be a man, or maybe the young me is a little more cowardly and emotional than others.

"Jiuzi, why are you crying? Now is not the time to feel guilty, but to cheer up and handle this funeral well so that Shen Jun's family of three can go away with peace of mind." Old Wang stretched out his hand and patted me on the back.

"Yes! Baxian Chen, cheer up!" The thin monkey comforted him.

"Husband, I...I...I'll be with you!" Wen Xue came over, Lao Wang took a few steps back, and gave Wen Xue the seat, she took my arm and said softly: "You risk your life to beg your daughter ...No, you risked your life to retrieve the body of Shen Jun's wife, which shows that your heart is not bad, and I believe that their mothers will not blame you if they know each other!"

Listening to their comforting words, I don’t know why, but my tears fell more and more, because I killed two people carelessly, this kind of guilt is really unbearable for ordinary people, that feeling is like stabbing a knife in the heart to cut.

At this time, Lao Wang handed me a cigarette, lit it for me, and said, "When your father was your age, he was so stubborn that he seldom shed tears, let alone cry. "

As he said that, he handed me a piece of paper with two birthday characters written on it, and said: "This is the birthday character of the little girl and her mother. You can calculate the time for them. It really won't work. We Eight Immortals will work harder." , to separate the funeral of her mother and daughter, it can be regarded as supplementary!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and looked at Aunt Hua, and said, "Do you have any complaints from Walking Horse Village?"

(End of this chapter)