My master is invincible

Chapter 707 Food Corpse (59)

Every piece of yellow paper burned at this time is called "burning ghost" in funerals.The meaning is to use yellow paper to buy off the ghost messengers in the underworld, so that the ghost messengers agree that the deceased can stay in the underworld for a while.

To put it bluntly, it is similar to the telephone bill in real life. How much does it cost for one minute without a call, and this yellow paper is equivalent to the telephone bill.

After 49 laps, I stopped, bowed to He Yaoguang's photo, and read another sentence.

After finishing the speech, I took a deep breath, the next thing to do is the most important part of the whole Yin Yan, and also the last part, burning the banner.As long as the soul-calling flag can be burned smoothly, it means that the deceased is willing to accept this evil, if it goes out, it proves that the deceased does not accept this funeral, or other lonely ghosts have crashed into this evil.

Just because the next link is more important, I didn't dare to be careless at all. I looked into the room with my eyes. Because there was burning yellow paper on the ground, the light in the room was much brighter than before, and I could clearly see the interior of the room. any place.

I found that this room may not have seen sunlight for many years, and the walls are a little damp, especially at the bottom of the bed, where some water can be vaguely seen.

"Ninth brother, why did you stop? Is it over?" Na Lang Gao suddenly asked.

I gave it up and said, "How can it be so fast? By the way, you go outside and find me an iron bucket. Remember, the copper and iron must knock loudly. The louder the better."

He was slightly taken aback, and looked at me suspiciously, "Why do you need an iron bucket? Do you want to fetch water?"

I explained: "Before burning the banner, you need to knock on the gong. When I came out of prison, where is the gong? I can only replace it with copper and iron. I hope the dead will not care about it."

He groaned, turned and walked out.

About 2 minutes later, Lang Gao came back, holding an iron bucket in his hand, and said, "Brother Nine, do you think this will work?"

I nodded, took the iron bucket, and asked him, "How is Chen Erbei doing outside?"

He thought for a while, "Same as before, with his eyes closed tightly, as if he was asleep."

Hearing what he said, I felt relieved. It seemed that this Yin and Han event was held in a dark room, but in fact the altar outside was also very important. Once something happened outside, the situation inside would be even worse.

At the moment, I let Lang Gao stand at the door again, and I prepared to burn the banner.

I first put the spirit-calling flag on the edge of the Eight Immortals table, and then put the iron bucket on the ground with the bottom of the iron bucket facing up. I reached out and tapped it lightly, and the sound was clear and crisp.However, it is still a bit worse than Tonggong.

However, I can't find a better tool right now, so I can only use this instead.

Afterwards, I found a wooden stick two thumbs thick in the room, put it on the iron bucket, picked up the spirit-calling flag again, and began to chant: "Since ancient times, the most important thing is to enter the earth for safety, but how can I not do it?" Tiangong also has his eyes closed, so the corpse was born, using 'corpse' to replace the corpse, hoping that the deceased will have a spirit in the sky, and can understand the wishes of future generations."

After reading this, I suddenly picked up the wooden stick and thumped it heavily on the iron bucket, making a 'bang-dang' sound, perhaps because I used too much force, the sound was so loud that it caused a trace of echo in the room.

Seeing this situation, I was overjoyed. Just now, I was worried that the iron drum wouldn't ring, but now that it rings, it's 80% successful.

So, with this feeling in mind, I circled the soul-calling banner in my hand around the photo, and circled the Eight Immortals Table with my feet from left to right.

When I got back to the original spot, I clasped my palms together to hold the soul-calling flag, bowed to the photo, and bent down to hand the soul-calling flag to the longevity lamp.

In an instant, there was a sound of 'huchi', and the soul-calling banner was on fire. The fire was very strong, and it illuminated the whole house very brightly.

Seeing this, I let out a heavy breath, Ma De, holding a funeral in this room is really a test of courage. I have been doing the funeral tremblingly, for fear of any accidents.

It's all right now, and the soul-calling flag is also lit, and only when the soul-calling flag is burned out, the evil and disgust will be over.

After burning for about 1 minute, the soul-calling flag burned to the handle. I threw the soul-calling flag under the Eight Immortals table, bowed to the photo of the deceased, and was about to say something like finishing.

Suddenly, the whole room darkened, and the surrounding area became extremely quiet, and a needle could be heard.

I was stunned, Ma De, it must have been extinguished, I quickly lowered my head and looked under the table, I couldn't help but patted my chest and mouth, but the flames were getting less and less, and they were not extinguished, and the soul-calling banner was only the size of a thumb. The place is not burned.

I didn't care about this, so I read a passage to the Eight Immortals' Table, "The sky is round and the earth is nine chapters in laws and regulations. I will descend from the altar today, evil spirits will perish, all ghosts will hide, auspicious stars will shine brightly, and the population will be healthy."

After saying this word, I clapped my hands and turned to look at Lang Gao. He was staring at me nervously. When he saw me looking at him, he said, "Brother Jiu, are you alright?"

I hummed and said, "It's time to prepare the corpse at four o'clock."

"Okay!" Nalang Gao looked relieved, nodded, and was about to walk towards me.

At this moment, I heard a 'bang' in my ear, and turned my head to see that the photo of the deceased fell on the table, and the spirit-calling banner under the Eight Immortals table had been completely extinguished.

Seeing this situation, my heart sank. This is not a good omen. According to normal circumstances, after the obsession is over, I still need to clean up the altar, and then move some things from the altar to the outer altar. After the Yang Yan is over, these things need to be wrapped with a piece of white paper, and then a small hole is dug to bury these things in the ground.

And now the photo of the deceased suddenly fell down, what is the situation?
"Ninth Brother, what's the matter? There's something wrong with your face!" Na Lang Gao walked up to me and asked softly.

I suppressed the doubts in my heart, said nothing, and then reached for the photo of the deceased.

Picking up the photo and looking at it, I was confused, and my whole body shook violently.

I saw that the photo was a vast expanse of white, and the image inside had disappeared before I knew it.

This discovery almost didn't scare me to death. At first I thought it was my eyesight, so I rubbed my eyes vigorously. Then I took a closer look and saw what kind of photo it was. It was obviously a piece of white paper stuck in the frame.

"Brother...Brother, did you...was...did you take the wrong photo?" My words were already knotted, and I even heard my trembling.Since entering the industry, I have never encountered such a thing. Why would the photo of a dead person suddenly turn into a blank sheet of paper? If this is said, no one will believe it.

But now that this happened right in front of my eyes, I didn't know what to do next.

When Nalangao heard this, he glanced at the photo in my hand.

In an instant, his body trembled, big drops of sweat came out of his forehead, and he tremblingly said: "No... no... I didn't take it wrong, just... just... just... this photo."

As soon as the words fell, there was a shrill cry from outside the door.

(End of this chapter)