My master is invincible

Chapter 594 Wind Burial (13)

As soon as these words came out, Su Xiaolin seemed to be a different person, looking at Wang Chuyao in disbelief: "What did you call me just now?"

Then Wang Chuyao let go of her hand, gave her a blank look, then came towards me and said, "Brother Jiu, he's a brat, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Seeing this, I was stunned, what's going on, how could she speak for Su Xiaolin?And after Su Xiaolin heard Wang Chuyao calling Xiao Linzi, his attitude towards me changed immediately.No, he looked at me with a charming smile and said: "Brother-in-law, I was wrong, don't worry about me, don't worry, I will clarify it for you later at the police station."

I just let it go, I really can't understand the change in front of me.However, his attitude has changed, which is a good thing, and I didn't want to ask further, so I said to him: "I will handle Meng Ke's funeral by myself, is there any problem?"

He nodded his head like a rattle drum, and said, "My sister is your wife, so of course you have the final say on her funeral, and my natal family has no right to interfere."

As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Chuyao and continued, "Sister Wang, are you right?"

Wang Chuyao nodded, but did not speak.

Afterwards, I discussed with Su Xiaolin for a while, and asked him to find someone to put the old witch's body into a coffin. He said that his house had no coffin, so I told him that Joyce had prepared a coffin for the old witch and put it in her On the left side of the house, I told him to find some people to do the funeral, and then carry the old witch’s body to the mountain for burial. He said yes, and asked me, as a family member, what should he prepare for Su Mengke’s funeral? funeral.

This kind of thing is hard to say, I just let him figure it out.

He let out an oh and didn't say anything else, but asked Wang Chuyao to go out with him for a while, saying that he had something to discuss.

Soon, the two of them walked out, and I was the only one left in the tent. I didn't have time to care about what they were talking about, so I squatted down and lifted the red cloth covering Su Mengke. Her body didn't change much, it was still the same as before .

I reached out and pressed her body, and it felt very soft.Suddenly, I suddenly remembered something. I saw the old witch put swallow's ashes into Su Mengke's body, and the liquid flowing out of Su Mengke's body was a bit like blood.

At that moment, I took a look at her, and saw with sharp eyes that there was a gash on her face, which was cut open by the old witch with a dagger, and there was something like blood stains left on the side of the gash, I reached out and touched it, it was very Thick, viscous, like blood, but not blood.

I froze for a moment, dipped a little of the liquid on my fingertips, and smelled it in front of my nose. There was a faint smell of blood, but this smell was very light, not as pungent as normal blood.

Seeing this, I wanted to get some liquid out of the hole, remembering that I could not insult the corpse of the deceased, I could only suppress the doubts in my heart, I thought this matter could only be a mystery, until after the year when I met Yang Yan, I will Telling him about this situation, he asked him how the swallow’s ashes turned into blood. He told me that the old witch added alcohol and ferric trithiocyanate to the swallow’s body, and used a chemical reaction to produce something similar to blood.

Afterwards, I checked Su Mengke's body from head to toe, and there was no major problem, but the cut on the face needed to be treated. I found a white cloth, dipped it in some water, and wiped off the blood stains beside the cut.

To be honest, when I was wiping the blood stains, I felt very bitter. Since I became the Eight Immortals, I have held many funerals. I never thought that one day I would hold a funeral for my wife. The feeling is really uncomfortable. I can't express it in words, that kind of bitterness, perhaps only I know.

After wiping off the blood stains, my eyes were wet and I was about to get up when Wang Chuyao walked in. I asked her where Su Xiaolin was, and she said that she was going to take care of the old witch's funeral.

I groaned, and without speaking to her again, I helped Su Mengke's body up, let her lean against the inside of the tent, and covered her body with the red cloth from before.Because it was a funeral, it was unlucky to cover the corpse with a red cloth. I searched for a while in the tent, but found no white cloth, only a yellow cloth. In desperation, I covered the red cloth with the yellow cloth.

After doing all this, I let out a sigh of relief and started to prepare for Meng Ke's funeral. I thought about taking her body back to Aozi Village for the funeral. Going back to the funeral, no one in our village gossips. Second, Meng Ke has already married, and the funeral is held in Wanming Pagoda. People here will definitely not agree.After all, a married woman is like water poured out, so there is no reason to go back to her mother's house for a funeral.

However, thinking of our rules, people who died outside cannot enter the main room, so I gave up this idea, and decided to hold a funeral for Meng Ke in the tent, and then send her to the ground for peace.

After confirming this idea, I asked Wang Chuyao to help clean the tent, and cleared out some sundries in the tent. Since the tent was used for Yin marriages, there were so many sundries, it was extremely troublesome to clean up.

It took nearly an hour for us to clean up the contents.

Looking at the spotless tent that we swept before me, I sighed, feeling astringent, especially unpleasant.

Then Wang Chuyao seemed to see what I was thinking, so she changed the subject, and said, "Brother Jiu, where are the things that have been cleaned up?"

I nodded and didn't speak.

She thought for a while, and said, "Sister Su's funeral must be placed in a dojo, and those debris piled up there are very obstructive, or should they be burned?"

I turned my head and glanced at her, and said, "Don't burn it, it's Meng Ke's stuff. Once it's burned, she'll have to carry these things on her back to live in the underworld."

"Why?" she wondered.

If it were normal, I would definitely explain it to her in detail, but now my mind is on the funeral, so I said: "This is a custom. It is rumored that things that are burned in the world will appear on the dead when they go down to the underworld. For example, in many places, when a person dies, the clothing of the deceased will only be thrown in the garbage dump instead of being burned with fire.”

She groaned and didn't speak again.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps coming from the door of the tent. I turned my head and saw that it was Chen Tiannan and the others who had come back from eating. He was holding a white plastic bag in his hand, which contained two lunch boxes.

"Brother Jiu, you haven't eaten for two days, eat something first!" He walked up to me and handed me the lunch box.

To be honest, after Su Mengke's body was stolen, I didn't eat much. Now that I heard what he said, I was very hungry. I took the lunch box, handed a copy to Wang Chuyao, and asked Chen Tiannan, "You're all right now?" Bar?"

He nodded and raised his arms again, "Ninth brother, don't worry! I'm really fine!"

I suddenly remembered that the food problem for the funeral had not been resolved, so I asked him, "By the way, where did you get this lunch box?"

"Ninth brother, it's okay if you don't say this, but when you say this, I get angry, Ma De, I went to a farm hotel in Wanmingta to buy food, but the waiter didn't sell it, saying that their food was not sold to foreigners. Damn, what a waste place, bullying outsiders like that." Chen Tiannan was very angry.

I was taken aback, "Where did these meals come from?"

"That kid Su Xiaolin only cooked a few dishes after he greeted the waiter. Otherwise, we people will starve to death in the Wanming Pagoda." He took out his cigarette and started smoking.

I hummed, and said to him: "My God, please make another trip and discuss with the hotel and ask him to cook for us for a few days. As for the money, you can deposit [-] yuan for me first, and wait for me If you have money, I will pay you back. In addition, if you lend me another [-], I will help Meng Ke with the funeral."

"Ninth brother!" He threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground, and said, "You're offended if you say that. What's the relationship between us? My sister-in-law's funeral expenses are covered by me."

I gave up and said, "Friendship belongs to friendship, and the economic aspect must be distinguished. Besides, I will pay for Meng Ke's funeral, and I will naturally pay for it. This rule cannot be broken."

As I said that, I found a pen and paper, wrote an IOU, signed my name, and handed the IOU to Chen Tiannan.

He took the IOU and tore it up without even looking at it, cursing: "Brother Nine, if you do this, we two have no brother to do it."

I glared at him, "Don't talk nonsense, the money for the funeral must be settled."

As I said that, I wrote another IOU. I was afraid that he would tear it up again, so I said, "My God, don't spoil the lottery of the funeral, just keep it for you."

He was taken aback, reluctantly put away the IOU, and said, "Brother Jiu, is [-] enough?"

I nodded and was about to speak, when a hearty voice came over, "Forty thousand, of course not enough, less than one hundred thousand, this funeral cannot be done well!"

(End of this chapter)