My master is invincible

Chapter 62

I frowned, and took a look in the main room. It was similar to the main room in Li Village. There was only one altar in the innermost part of the main room, about 1 meter away from the coffin, and the surrounding area was empty. There is nothing.

How to do?If this continues, this middle-aged woman will be able to burst her belly with mud, and by then she will not be saved no matter where she is sent.

In the end, I had no other choice, I strode up to Yang Yan, motioned him to kneel in front of the coffin and burn paper to say good things, took the gong off the Eight Immortals table, came to the middle-aged woman, and knocked on her ear Going down, she moved slightly.

Seeing that this method was effective, I knocked it more than a dozen times in a row, and my ears hurt a little from the shock, and her body was relieved. I pulled her with my hand, but it was not as heavy as before. I pulled her up and helped her to the ground. The door of the main room.

When I got to the door of the main room, the middle-aged woman came back to her senses. She spit out the mud in her mouth and was about to speak. I covered her mouth, pointed to the coffin and shook my head.

Just for a moment, she seemed to understand, and knelt down facing me, sobbing softly, as if saying: "You must save my daughter!"

I helped her up, didn't speak, and walked into the main room angrily, hoping that the scene just now didn't affect the living burial.

I didn't go directly to beat the gong, but walked straight towards the coffin, leaned over and took a look inside the coffin, it was pitch black, very calm and there was nothing unusual about it.

My tense heart finally relaxed. I walked back to the table of the Eight Immortals and signaled Yang Yan to get up and go out. Chang Luo's Rebirth Ben Ming Zhen Jing".

After knocking for three hours in a row, my mouth was dry and my arms were extremely sore, I finally finished reading "Chang Luo's Past Life Ben Ming Zhen Jing". The ritual of chanting scriptures is considered complete. It is not easy for Taoist priests of Wen.

Strange to say, I just finished reading the scriptures, and the previous heavy atmosphere in the main room disappeared. I thought for a while, that heavy atmosphere might be the ghost guard standing in the main room to investigate, and now it disappeared, maybe it was the ghost guard gone.

Thinking of this, I smiled, put away the gong, lit three pillars of fragrance, bowed to the coffin, and burned some yellow paper in the four corners of the main room to express my gratitude.

Seeing that the sound of the gong stopped, the middle-aged woman presented a red envelope and gestured to express her gratitude. I was not polite, so I accepted the red envelope and signaled her to go out. This is the red envelope that I should accept, and besides, the red envelope is quite thin. , It is estimated that there is not much money, it is just a etiquette.

After finishing all this, I took another look inside the coffin. It was still the same as before. There was nothing unusual. I found a small stool and sat on the left side of the coffin, staring at the longevity lamp. If the lights don't go out, everything will be safe tonight.

To be honest, I was quite worried, because the previous recitations were for ghosts to watch, but now I have to guard against the lonely ghosts near Wangzhuang. If they accidentally let them extinguish the longevity lamp, Wang Jie will Taken away by those lonely ghosts.

After staring at it for about thirty minutes, I felt a little sleepy, so I asked Yang Yan to stare at me for a while, he nodded and sat down next to me without saying anything, patted my shoulder, and let me squint for a while .

I leaned against the wall, squinted my eyes slightly, not daring to sleep too hard, I am the only one in this room who knows a little bit about that stuff, if something unexpected happened, they would definitely not be able to handle it.

I don't know how long I squinted for a while, but someone pushed my shoulder first, and then I was shaken violently. I opened my eyes and looked to the side. It was dark all around, and there was a figure standing beside me, looking at the outline It was Yang Yan. I wasn't so sure in the dark. His long hair was too dazzling.

Yang Yan's hands on my shoulders trembled a little. He didn't dare to speak, so he broke my body and made me face the longevity lamp. When he saw that the longevity lamp was flickering and flickering, the flames danced faster and faster. come smaller.

My whole body was trembling, Ma De, just about to speak, suddenly remembered that I was in the main room, and swallowed the words that came to my mouth, thinking: "This living burial is really the easiest to find lonely souls and wild ghosts."

Since you dare to come to the door, don’t blame Jiu Ye for being ruthless. I stood up abruptly, and by the light from the longevity lamp, I groped to the table of the Eight Immortals, took out the unused black dog’s blood from below, and splashed it on the door of the main room. go.

As soon as he threw the black dog Xu out, he heard an 'ah'. Immediately afterwards, his eyes lit up, and the main room lit up again. There was a call, and the whole main room returned to its previous appearance. It must have been a power outage.

However, I heard the 'ah' just now clearly. Although we all know that there are ghosts in this world in our line of work, none of us have seen them, and we feel that those things are always around us, so some Etiquette is as good as possible.

Now I suddenly heard an ahh, I really felt that the ghost was by my side, and it would be a lie to say that I am not afraid.

I looked up at the door of the main room. Joyce was sleeping soundly. Her skirt was stained with a little bit of black dog blood, which was not too much. The middle-aged woman was leaning against the door and dozed off. Obviously the 'ah' just now was not called by them.

Turning around and looking at Yang Yan, I found that his forehead was sweating profusely, his limbs were shaking violently, as if he saw a terrifying scene, I followed his gaze.

I saw that the coffin lid was pushed open a little, and a person sat upright inside the coffin, with his head slightly lowered, his hair reaching straight to his chest, his hands resting on both sides of the coffin, and there was a "squeak" sound from time to time. .

I felt that the nerves in my whole body were stretched together, and my brain was a little disconnected. At this moment, she raised her head, looked at me with dull eyes, Dingqing looked, her face was covered with black blood, it was not Wang Jie. , who is it?

Shit, isn't she lying in the coffin? Why did she sit up suddenly? I suppressed the tension in my heart and walked over slowly. Weirdly, she said, "Thank you, Master Ninth." The voice was very old.

After finishing speaking, she fell backwards without any warning, and her head hit the coffin heavily. At the same time, Joyce screamed outside, "Jiu Ye, it's not good, the breath of natal Gu has weakened." .

When I heard this, I was completely stunned. Wang Jie suddenly woke up and said such an inexplicable sentence, which weakened Joyce's natal Gu aura. What's going on?

Logically speaking, there was no accident in the living burial ceremony. The middle-aged woman's voice was mostly to make her offend, which had no effect on Wang Jie at all, but how could it become like this now?
(End of this chapter)