My master is invincible

Chapter 701 Food Corpse (53)

Seeing me standing there in a daze, the boy stretched out his hand and pushed me.

I came back to my senses, glanced at him lightly, did not speak, and stretched my hands towards the thing involuntarily. This is a set of clothes. Strictly speaking, it is a black suit with a thin layer of cloth wrapped around it. plastic film.

"Made, is it because of the clothes?" I stared at the suit and muttered.

I say this because when I made the list earlier, I thought about asking Lang Gao to buy a shroud, but considering that the teenager needs to wear clothes to play the role of a 'corpse', I asked Lang Gao to buy a set of black clothes. To his surprise, he would actually buy a black suit.

According to the customs of funerals, suits are too orthodox, with festive meanings in them, and He Yaoguang's funeral is obviously a sad event. If a young man wears a suit and pretends to be a 'corpse', it will be disrespectful to the deceased. suspicion of respect.

With this thought in mind, I took out the black suit and put it aside, then took the other funeral supplies in my hand, and walked forward.

This time, the result was as I expected, without any resistance.

When I discovered this phenomenon, my heart sank. It was only because a suit was mixed with the funeral supplies that such a weird phenomenon would appear. If something unexpected happened during the funeral, wouldn’t it really kill someone?

The more I thought about it, the more my heart sank. I just felt that I didn't dare to be careless about this funeral.

At that moment, I called the young man who was in a daze, told him about the suit, and then brought up the shroud.

Before I could finish speaking, the boy nodded immediately, and made a few more gestures, basically he was willing to wear the shroud.

Regarding this, I really don’t know what to say. Wearing a shroud for a living person will definitely affect one’s luck. There is no doubt about it.However, if the shroud had not been worn, the funeral might have been full of strange things.

After some consideration, I decided to let the young man wear the shroud. As for affecting the fortune, I can only find some ways to make up for it afterwards. After all, the most important thing right now is the dead.

So, I smiled at him awkwardly, and couldn't say anything.

The boy seemed to see my embarrassment, smiled at me, and raised the funeral supplies in his hand, meaning, go back to the village.

I nodded and led him into the village. As for the black suit, I threw it aside.And the villagers on the side, seeing us leaving, left one by one.

Back in the village, Lang Gao, Xiao Wang, and Xiao Li have returned to normal.

Seeing me, Lang Gao came over and said anxiously: "Brother Jiu, is the matter resolved?"

I hummed and said about the suit.

After hearing that, Lang Gao asked me, "Ninth Brother, what do you mean, let the boy wear the shroud?"

I nodded and didn't speak.

He said again: "But, I didn't buy a shroud!"

Hearing this, I glanced at He Yuemin next to me and asked, "You should have it, right?"

Then He Yuemin nodded and said: "Indeed!"

Hearing what he said, I felt relieved, and glanced at Joyce and Wang Chuyao next to me, and said in a deep voice, "This funeral is rather special, and you two must not get involved in it. If possible, I hope you two leave the village and go to the town to stay for a few days, and we will go find you after the funeral is over."

Joyce seemed to know that something was wrong with this funeral, she thought for a while, then shook her lips, "Okay, I'll listen to Master Jiu, but you have to take me with you for the next funeral."

I nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely do an experiment for you in the next funeral. If you are destined to have a funeral, I will definitely not stop you."

She smiled sweetly and stood beside me without saying a word.

"Ninth Brother," Wang Chuyao approached and said, "I also want to attend the funeral with Ninth Brother."

I glared at him and said angrily, "Stop making trouble. After this funeral is over, you should hurry back to Hengyang and don't make your brother worry."

"No, I want to stay by your side and not return to Hengyang." She pouted, with a hint of dodge in her eyes.

Hearing what she said, I ignored her, and only had one thought in my mind, after the funeral was over, I must send her away.

The reason is very simple. It's been almost a month since this little girl's film came out. Wang Xi's kid is probably going to be very anxious. After all, this little girl is only so old. If she has been wandering outside for a long time, her family will definitely be worried.

Seeing that I ignored her, Wang Chuyao stomped her feet, grabbed Joyce's arm, and said coquettishly, "Sister Qiao, look, Brother Ninth is bullying her, so she doesn't want to go back to Hengyang!"

Hearing this voice, I really didn't know what to say, so I smiled at Joyce and said, "I only have three days this time, and I wasted one day yesterday. I have to get the funeral done today, and I have to go back tomorrow." Prison."

Needless to say, Joyce was much more reasonable than Wang Chuyao, and instantly understood the importance of the matter, and said, "Okay, I'll leave now."

As she spoke, she pulled Wang Chuyao and walked out the door. Wang Chuyao seemed very unwilling to leave, and every time she took a step, she would glance at me.

This makes me feel embarrassed, when did she value me so much?More importantly, she used to be shy and reserved, but now she is very straightforward. From her eyes, I can feel the reluctance, and even a trace of love.

What the hell, how can a person change so much all of a sudden.

Soon, Joyce and Wang Chuyao left, leaving me, Lang Gao, Xiao Wang, Xiao Li and He Yuemin.

"Brother Nine!" Nalang shouted at me, then glanced at the place where Joyce and the others left, wondering, "Do you think Miss Wang has changed?"

I hummed and said, "It's indeed changed. Compared with before, I'm a completely different person."

"Yeah! This is a bit abnormal. As the saying goes, there must be demons when things go wrong. I hope Brother Nine will pay more attention and don't fall into her ways. After all, people in this society are sinister. If she does anything to you Bad thoughts, but no regret medicine." He patted me on the shoulder.

I hmmed and didn't want to mention this matter again, so I could only be content with the situation, so I brought the topic to the funeral, and said to him: "Brother, I calculated the time for He Yaoguang's funeral yesterday, and it is suitable for holding the funeral at 12 o'clock noon." , at four o'clock in the afternoon, there will be a corpse feast, at 10 o'clock in the middle of the night, there will be a Yangyan, and at 1 o'clock, the corpse will be delivered."

He was slightly taken aback, glanced at me, and asked in confusion: "Yin Yan is held at 12 noon? Are you sure it's not Yang Yan?"

I glared at him angrily, and said, "After doing so many funerals, you think I have no common sense? This is 12 o'clock in the noon, which is the time when the yang energy is at its peak, and it is only at this time that we can hold yin aversion. In the evening, Yin Yan will be held, and all of us will confess here."

He exclaimed, "Why?"

I glanced at the two-story red brick house not far away, and said softly, "Because Yin Yan has another name, Ghost Festival."

(End of this chapter)