My master is invincible

Chapter 540 Collecting Birds (66)

Hearing Aunt Lian's question, I was slightly taken aback, this question is difficult to answer.In all honesty, I am very willing to resurrect Su Mengke, and I especially look forward to Su Mengke's resurrection, but this is obviously impossible.After all, life is not a novel, and resurrection cannot exist.

Even so, I still have some expectations for Su Mengke's resurrection, but this expectation is not to use a secret method to resurrect her, but to hope that all this is just a dream. When I wake up from the dream, Su Mengke will live.

However, the cruel facts tell me that all this is not a dream, but a real existence.

At that moment, I knocked heavily on the forehead, and was about to answer her question, when I suddenly remembered that Aunt Lian in front of me was dead, how did she come back to life?
When I thought of this, I was taken aback and blurted out, "Why are you still alive?"

She didn't seem to understand what I meant, she looked at me with a puzzled look on her face, and asked, "What did you say?"

"Didn't you die in order to find Meng Ke's body?" I said.

As soon as I said this, I immediately regretted it. If all this was just a bureau, her death may be fake in all likelihood.But, if this is the case, why did Granny Qiao die?
She laughed and said: "You said this, it's very simple. Our Qiao family has a secret method that can prolong the life of people who are dying. Of course, it doesn't mean that the Qiao family can master this secret method. Only my mother knows this secret method. She Only by using this secret technique on me can I prolong my life by three years."

"From the very beginning, you have planned it? Is the so-called finding the corpse a lie? The purpose is to kill Granny Qiao?" My face darkened, and I said coldly.

"Yes, that old man's family values ​​are too heavy. He asked her to take Susu as his apprentice in the early years. The old man said that Susu was not from Qiao's family, and he refused to teach him. This kind of person is a waste of food when he is alive. It is better to die earlier. .” When she said this, her expression was very flat, as if she was talking about a stranger.

Hearing this, I was completely disappointed in Aunt Lian, and I didn't ask her any more questions, because I already knew everything by heart, and it would be a waste of time to ask any more.

Immediately, I brought the question back to normal, and asked her: "Aside from kneeling, is there anything else? If not, I'll be waiting for you."

Her face darkened, she grabbed my throat with one hand, and said angrily: "You mean Susu is not worthy of your kneeling?"

"She's worth it, but you're not." I knocked off her arm and said coldly: "The eaves are dripping water from generation to generation, today you can count on your mother, and in the future, your children will follow suit, so let's do it for ourselves! "

After finishing speaking, I ignored her, walked straight to Qingxuanzi, found a stool and sat down, raised Erlang's legs, then lit a cigarette, and took a few deep breaths.

I would do this because kneeling in sacrifice is just an expression of respect for heaven and earth. I believe that even if she does not kneel, she must have a way to replace it.

Sure enough, when Aunt Lian saw my movement, her complexion turned cold, her eyes fixed on me, and she said word by word: "Chen Jiu, today, I will ask you whether to kneel or not."

I smoked on my own, ignoring her.

"Okay, very good, I didn't expect Susu to find a white-eyed wolf." She gave me a vicious look, took out three red plastic cups from the snakeskin bag, poured some white wine, stood in the east, and opened her mouth again. After saying a few words in Hmong, he poured the three cups of white wine into the small pagoda.

After finishing this, she turned her head and gave me another look, and said, "If it wasn't for Yin Marriage who needs you, I can guarantee that you wouldn't live until tomorrow."

After speaking, she ignored me and continued to fiddle with something in front of the little tower.After about half an hour of fiddling, the fire in the small tower became smaller and smaller, showing a faint tendency to go out, and the room was filled with a rancid smell.

At this moment, Aunt Lian found a piece of red cloth, and in the middle of the red cloth was embroidered a big swallow with black thread. It is worth mentioning that the swallow's wings were extraordinarily large, and a pair of claws seemed to be holding something. The thing, Dingqing saw, was a dragon, which baffled me. There was no doubt that there were swallows on the red cloth, but why was it holding a dragon?

At that moment, I glanced at Qingxuanzi next to me, and asked softly: "Master Daoist, is there something wrong with the red cloth?"

He chuckled and said: "It should be ranked according to the twelve zodiac signs. The dragon represents Miss Su's zodiac sign, which means the return of Yan, which heralds Miss Su's physical rebirth."

"Does it work?" I asked an idiotic question.

"This is a moral, just like every year and festival, you will say the last sentence, Gong Xi Fa Cai." He explained to me.

I kind of understood what he meant, and didn't ask him again, so I looked at Aunt Lian, and saw that she poured some strange liquid on the red cloth, and then covered the red cloth on the small pagoda. , as the red cloth was covered, the flame of the small tower was extinguished immediately, not even a trace of smoke came out.

Seeing this, I was taken aback for a moment, could it be that I am short-sighted?Is there really a secret method in this world that can restore the body?

Just when I was in a daze, Aunt Lian was sitting on the ground with her hands crossed on her chest, and she was chanting some incomprehensible words in her mouth. After reading for about three or four minutes, some slight sweat broke out from her forehead, as if It takes a lot of effort to read those things.

Suddenly, she stood up suddenly, and shouted a word like a bell, "Gu!"

Before the words fell to the ground, a strange thing happened. The red cloth moved irregularly, as if someone was poking it up with a stick. What was even weirder was that I saw the swallow on the red cloth move. , yes, it just moved, a pair of wings danced lightly.

"This... this..." I was too shocked to speak, and pointed to the red cloth.

Compared to my shock, Qingxuanzi was much calmer. He patted me on the shoulder and said, "It's just a trick of the rivers and lakes, don't be surprised."

I was taken aback and said, "What do you mean?"

"You'll know later." He smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that he didn't want to explain, I didn't ask again, but I kept wondering why the swallow's wings moved, and how the red cloth moved inexplicably. Is it really just a trick of the rivers and lakes as Qingxuanzi said?Just like those people in the Jianghu said that they put one hand into the oil pan, but in fact they used vinegar instead.

After thinking for a while, I really couldn't think of the reason, so I suppressed the doubts in my heart, looked at Aunt Lian again, and saw her looking at the red cloth solemnly, and said ferociously: "God, the supreme Gu God , please accept my request to regenerate Susu's body, for this reason, I am willing to go up the mountain of swords and down the pan of oil, and I hope you will always show your kindness and give me back a lively daughter."

After finishing speaking, she knelt down towards the little pagoda, kowtowed desperately, and kept repeating the words just now, her attitude was so sincere that even I couldn't bear to see it. In order to revive Su Mengke, she did It's a lot of hard work, but the result seems to be doomed.

Aunt Lian kowtowed on the ground for about three or four minutes, blood was pouring out from her forehead, and she didn't seem to stop at all, which really surprised me. Just as I was about to step forward and pull her up, Qingxuanzi grabbed me He shook his head at me and said: "Here is very particular about kowtowing, usually three kowtows, and seven kowtows if you are diligent, and a long kowtow if you have something important to ask God."

"How long?" I asked.

"Half an hour." He sighed, and said, "Xiangxi has always been mysterious, and many customs are not understood by outsiders like us. We can't change the local customs, so we have to learn to respect the local customs."

I was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed: "With her kowtowing method, can she survive in half an hour?"

"It's customary, let her go!" He gave up.

I hummed, and I was also drunk on this custom. However, the things passed down by the ancestors must have his reasons in it. It is enough for a coffin bearer like me to respect it. I don’t have the energy to care about how this custom is inherited. down.

Soon, after half an hour, Aunt Lian stopped kowtowing and glanced up at us. Just this one glance almost didn't scare me.I saw that her face was covered with blood, and the hair on her forehead had been stained with a lot of blood, especially on the forehead, and even the bright white bones could be seen.

ps: It is not auspicious to write such things in the first lunar month. I hope everyone understands. Xiaojiu is here to say sorry. I will start more tomorrow and try to make up for what I owe.

(End of this chapter)