The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 37 Funeral (for further reading)

Lu Qian turned his head to look at You Shuishan, with some care in his eyes.

Looking at Lu Qian's eyes, You Shuishan was taken aback, and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Now you have all seen it, this Zhu Shiheng looks very similar to me, doesn't he?"

Lu Qian frowned, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Instead of caring about this, why don't you care about your two junior sisters, where are they?"

You Shuishan said: "Don't worry, my Junior Sister Qin is the best for me, they will show up at critical moments."

Hearing what he said, Lu Qian suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Seeing You Shuishan's infatuated face, and his expression full of happiness when he mentioned "Junior Sister Qin", Lu Qian couldn't help but think in his heart:

"This guy won't be cheated, right?"

At this time, a sudden clear cough interrupted the soft discussions in the lobby.

Everyone in the lobby closed their mouths almost at the same time and looked towards the main hall.

Zhu Qingfeng, the head of Zhujiazhuang Village, stood up.

He walked to the center of the main hall, on the right side of the coffin in the middle, stood still, and said:
"Everyone, those who are here today are all the children of our Zhu family, and our relatives and friends of the Zhu family.

The old man passed away, and the whole family grieved.On behalf of Shiheng and the folks in Zhujiazhuang, I would like to thank you all for coming and sending the old lady off for the last time.

Everyone knows that the old lady is in our Zhujiazhuang, with the highest seniority, the most prestige, and impeccable moral character.In particular, he also cultivated outstanding Zhu family children like Shi Heng.It can be said that the old man is the supreme glory of all our Zhu family children—"

After he finished speaking, there were muffled and mournful sounds from inside the hall, beside the coffin, and outside the hall.

The rest of the people vacated a path from the center of the main hall to the door, and stood on both sides of the hall, silently.

After a pause, Zhu Qingfeng continued:
"Shi Heng lost his mother when he was young, and he was brought up by the old man alone. To this day, he has not been reunited. It is extremely sad to lose his mother in the midst of human relations.

The filial son Zhu Shiheng, for the sake of complete filial piety, is looking for a sacrifice for Jinxian. "

Sacrifice of offering...

Lu Qian couldn't help thinking of the two red coffins.

It was originally used for sacrifices.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked diagonally across.

On the other side of the main coffin in the main hall, Daoist Guangyuan stood at the top, standing awe-inspiring.

His little apprentice stood silently behind him.

Looking at Daoist Guangyuan's solemn expression, he looked like a master of Taoism; it was completely different from the complacent look he had the night before.

For this veteran, Lu Qian had to have some admiration at this time.

Riding on the neck of the master's house to shit, calm and composed, like a stroll in a garden.

It's a bit deceptive at the end.

It seemed that Zhu Shiheng didn't know that his "sacrifice" had already been taken first.

Those two female corpses, or those two women, were insulted by this old Taoist first, and then they were sacrificed to the old man of the Zhu family and cremated together. It cannot be said that they are not pitiful.

After a while, I have to take a closer look to see if the two of them are two corpses or two living people.

After Zhu Qingfeng finished speaking, he turned to Daoist Guangyuan, saluted him respectfully, and said:
"Daoist Guangyuan, what's going on next, I invite you to preside over it."

Daoist Guangyuan listened, and the old god gave a "hmm" on the ground, then flicked the whisk in his hand, took two steps forward, and said:

"Being dead first is a great gift for human relations. If you don't live in peace and happiness, you will bless your descendants. It cannot be discarded."

After saying a word, Daoist Guangyuan stood in front of the coffin and flicked the fly whisk in his hand forward.

In front of the coffin, there is a few cases.

On the table, there is a long burning lamp, three sacrifices of cattle, sheep and pigs.

Under the ever-burning lamp, a small oil lamp with a strange shape was placed at each end of the table.

With Taoist Guangyuan flicking his whisk across the air, the two oil lamps lit up by themselves.

The red candle was lit and shone on the head of the coffin, reflecting the shining light.

immediately--

Strips of white suddenly hung down from the beams of the house.

In an instant, in the entire hall, the heavy white silk formed narrow "screens" one after another, dividing the entire hall into more than a dozen small areas.

These small areas are not isolated from each other, as far as the eye can see, no matter from which corner, the main hall can still be seen.

Outside the ancestral hall, the sound of suona suddenly sounded, piercing the silent night sky.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of women crying.

All of a sudden, there seemed to be hundreds of women crying loudly in unison, and the sound shook the roof tiles.

The sound of wailing and suona intertwined into one.In the messy voice, but without losing the harmony of the tone.

After a while, suddenly, two men and women appeared at the door.

Their faces were painted dark red, and they stepped in the door stiffly, but they were two paper-making men, "Golden Boy" and "Jade Girl".

These two paper figurines are very common.But what is not common is that they are not walked in by someone holding them in their hands, but stand alone out of nowhere, with their legs stretched out, moving forward on their own.

It seems that the two paper figurines have wheels under their feet, and they slide forward by themselves.

Following behind the two paper figurines were four strong men on the left and right.

Eight strong men, wearing red clothes and with their chests bare, were divided into two groups, each carrying a red coffin, and stepped into the hall.

The golden boy and jade girl paper figurines approach the main hall first, before coming to the main coffin, they are lined up on both sides, standing still
Eight strong men put the two red coffins side by side under the black main coffin.

The red coffin fell to the ground, and the eight people removed the red wooden poles and ropes that carried the coffin, and retreated.

Daoist Guangyuan said: "Sorrow and joy are auspicious, ten thousand years of auspicious soil. Filial sons and virtuous grandchildren, serve their relatives and live in the same family."

He didn't speak loudly, but when he spread every single word, everyone inside and outside the hall could hear him clearly.

The sound of the word "Tang" fell, as if a certain mechanism had been triggered, and the sounds of suona blowing and beating and crying stopped abruptly!

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "crash", and everyone fell to their knees inside and outside the hall.

Seeing this, Lu Qian pulled Zuo Qiuling and You Shuishan to kneel down, then raised his head slightly, and looked at the main hall through the gaps in the white silk.

Immediately, inside and outside the entire ancestral hall, only Daoist Guangyuan and his disciples were left standing there.

Daoist Guangyuan put the fly whisk in his hand into the crook of his left arm, then closed his eyes, made a formula with his right hand, and muttered words, but he couldn't understand what he was saying.

Suddenly, there was a piercing sound of "Zha Zha", and the lid of the two red coffins was slowly pushed open by itself.

Then, I saw a pair of slender hands protruding from the coffin.

There were two "bang bang" sounds, and the two coffin lids fell to the ground one after another.

Although Daoist Guangyuan closed his eyes, he seemed to have a clear understanding of what happened in front of him.

His right hand was placed in the void, and his gesture suddenly changed, with the palm facing up, and he made a lifting motion.

At the same time, he shouted in his mouth: "Get up——"

Following his voice and movements, the two corpses suddenly stood upright from the coffin.

It wasn't until this moment that Lu Qian really saw the appearance of the two female corpses.

One of them is about 24 years old, the other is [-] or [-] years old. They wear paper crowns and clothes. They have pretty and pale faces covered with makeup.

Although the eyes are closed and the body is stiff, it is still lifelike.

Especially the younger one, whose skin is still fair and tender, extremely pretty, and glamorous.

Seeing this, Lu Qian couldn't believe it. Could this be someone who had been dead for many days?
It's no wonder that Guangyuan Taoist would be tempted by them.

When Lu Qian's eyes fell on Guangyuan's old Taoist face again, he happened to open his eyes too.

Guangyuan Laodao opened his eyes and looked at the two female corpses.

His eyes widened suddenly, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

It was as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

Lu Qian couldn't help being taken aback when he saw Guangyuan Laodao's expression of seeing the devil.

This old man has seen two female corpses tomorrow morning, and he has not only "seen".

Why did they show such surprised expressions when they saw them again?
Judging from his expression, it was as if he was seeing them for the first time.

at this time--

Beside Lu Qian, a cry of grief and indignation suddenly sounded:

"Sister-"

Junior sister?

At that moment, Lu Qian felt as if there was a heavy hammer hitting his heart suddenly.

He suddenly turned his head.

I saw that You Shuishan, who was kneeling beside him, stared at the two female corpses standing up with tears in his eyes.

The muscles on his face trembled uncontrollably.

Youshuishan rose from the ground and rushed forward frantically.

Lu Qian stood up "squeaking", his eyes quickly passed over Guangyuan Laodao and the two female corpses.

In the end, it fell to Zhu Shiheng.

(End of this chapter)