Metaphysical Talisman Wife Fortune-telling Spirit: Orion eats chaff and I eat meat

Chapter 428 The custom of sleeping dogs on coffins
It would be most practical if the Molong was placed in some forbidden areas that ordinary people cannot enter.

Once someone breaks in and is injured by Molong, even if he is lucky enough to survive, a large black mark will be left on the wound that is conspicuous and cannot be cleaned!

Even if this person escapes, he can still use this black mark to remind the people of the sect that this person was injured by Mo Long.

Xiao Luoyi bared his teeth: "So, can this mark be removed?"

The space spirit smiled and said: "It can also be removed. It will take seven, seven and forty-nine days to dissipate."

Unless... The space spirit looked at the little white dog rolling and making a fuss with the snow leopards in front of the hut, and decided not to say anything.

When Xiao Luoyi explained the matter of the mark to Taoist Hongyuan, Taoist Hongyuan's face was filled with unspeakable humiliation!
He just said something casually, and this vindictive little thing actually put a mark on his face!

But he had to preside over the funeral ceremony of His Majesty the Emperor. How could he be seen with a black nose in front of everyone? !
Taoist Priest Hongyuan swallowed his saliva, lowered his head and carefully approached the black dragon in Xiao Luoyi's palm.

"Mo Long, since you are going to become the patron saint beast of my Xuantian Clan, then you must also take care of the face of me, the Supreme Elder..."

"Look at me, how can I meet people when I go out with such a face? Can you please get rid of this for me?"

"I promise to treat you with more respect next time!"

Molong: "..." motionless.

Taoist Master Hongyuan: "..."

In the end, Taoist Priest Hongyuan covered his face and went out.

His Majesty the Emperor has great virtues. In order to show respect, the supreme elder of Xuantianmen, Hong Yuan, specially wore a Nuo ghost mask to worship heaven and perform funerals!

When the news came out, everyone praised Taoist Master Hongyuan for his knowledge and his Majesty's virtue.

The well-informed Taoist Priest Hongyuan was sitting in the private side hall of the Qintian Prison, receiving the attention of Taoist Priest Guangyan, Taoist Wenxing and others.

"Master, your nose...can it come back in vain in the future?" Taoist Priest Guangyan asked cautiously.

Taoist Priest Hongyuan snorted angrily: "That's natural!"

"If Bai doesn't come back, will Master wear a Nuo ghost mask in the future?" Taoist Master Wen Xing looked curious.

Taoist Master Hongyuan: "Get out!"

Master Wenxing was scolded, and he suddenly realized that he was also stupid.

How can you talk about such sad topics?
How sad the master must be!

Asking the stars, the road is long and rolling.

Everyone in the palace was ready to wake up.

In the side hall specially reserved for Qin Tianjian, Xiao Luoyi suddenly felt the fluctuations in the space: the little white dog was howling inside, seeming to want to come out.

After Xiao Luoyi entered his mind, he took out the little white dog.

"Xiao Bai, what are you doing out at this time? I'm busy! You'd better go in first, okay?"

Xiao Luoyi tried to persuade him, but the little white dog struggled and refused to enter the space.

Taoist Priest Hongyuan happened to be at the side and reached out his hand to take it solemnly.

"You were born with destiny, and now that you have achieved a great cause, are you willing to give the Emperor Daxing a ride?" Taoist Priest Hongyuan asked the little white dog in his arms softly.

Xiaobai tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded.

Taoist Priest Hongyuan touched the top of its head and sighed softly: "Thank you..."

There are many rains in the Qingming season, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

Especially this year, the capital was deserted, paper money was flying, and both sides of Zhuque Street were filled with people kneeling to pay their respects to His Majesty the Emperor. A long-haired white dog lay on the emperor's coffin, snoring.

Such a strange scene immediately shocked the people and officials below: What kind of ritual is a little white dog sleeping on the coffin? !

It is said that when dogs bring good fortune, cats bring wealth. Could this be Taoist Master Hongyuan praying for the great fortune of the emperor and the great cause of the country? !

Everyone thought about it in their minds, so much so that when many wealthy families held funerals, they would put a small white dog on top of the coffin.

By the time Qin Tianjian found out about this, it had already become common practice in the capital and nearby state capitals.

This is something for later, let’s not mention it.

At this moment, in front of the coffin of Emperor Daxing, Taoist Priest Hongyuan, wearing a Nuo ghost mask, stood solemnly in the lead car, with fluttering white clothes and a Taoist spirit.

Wherever the team passed, the cries were loud!
When His Majesty the Emperor's coffin is finally delivered to the underground palace and the tomb passage is closed, everything will be over!
Having lived for two generations, Xiao Luoyi intuitively felt for the first time how luxurious the ancient emperor's underground palace was.

When I visited the Ming Tombs and the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum in the past, the things inside had been sorted out, and the visual impact of piles of gold and jade was missing.

But this time, when I saw with my own eyes the countless treasures in the underground palace piled up everywhere inside and outside the coffin, I was still shocked!
What a luxury!
What a waste!
No wonder it attracted so many tomb robbers.

The feng shui of this imperial mausoleum is naturally excellent, but unfortunately, judging from the overall layout, it is somewhat unsustainable in the future.

It’s not surprising: the emperor’s sons poisoned each other and cut off their descendants, so it was normal for his lineage to be unable to continue.

Xiao Luoyi looked around and curiously asked Taoist Priest Hongyuan, who had taken off the Nuo ghost mask behind his back: "Taoist Priest, did you choose this cemetery?"

Taoist Priest Hongyuan glanced at her: "What? Do you have any objections?"

Xiao Luoyi shook his head: "Of course I have no objection, I'm just curious: How do you know that his descendants are extinct?"

Speaking of his abilities, Taoist Priest Hongyuan touched the little white dog in his arms and shook his head mysteriously, trying to seduce Xiao Luoyi.

"This is my Xuantian Clan's unique skill. If you want to learn it... you only need to truly shoulder the responsibility of the Xuantian Clan, and I will teach you everything."

Xiao Luoyi immediately took a step back: "I'm actually not very curious, so you'd better stop talking."

Taoist Master Hongyuan: "..."

"Xiao Bai, your master has no ambition, what a waste!"

The little white dog looked at Taoist Hong Yuan who looked tired, then suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked the tip of Taoist Hong Yuan's nose.

A magical thing happened: the black color at the tip of Taoist Priest Hongyuan's nose quickly faded, revealing the original color of his skin.

Taoist Priest Hongyuan was completely unaware. He wiped his saliva and cursed with a smile: "What are you licking? Be careful of getting poisoned!"

Xiao Luoyi glanced at Taoist Hong Yuan's nose with a strange expression, grabbed the little white dog into his arms, stuffed it back into the space, and decided not to remind him.

The late emperor was buried, and the most important next step was the crown prince's enthronement.

Because of the previous great purge, the crown prince's ascension to the throne seemed to go particularly smoothly.

The ministers knelt down and asked the prince to ascend the throne, but the prince refused.

The ministers asked the prince to ascend the throne again, but the prince refused again.

The ministers asked the prince to ascend the throne three times, and the prince accepted it with tears. He was scheduled to ascend the throne seven days later.

In the darkness before dawn, everyone was cautious. Chen Huaixian and Chen Huaijin were even busier. They almost had room and board in the palace.

Xiao Luoyi had been in the palace because of the national mourning. It was finally over, and he returned to Weiwuhou Mansion and fell asleep.

As for Chen Huaiyu's restaurant, the decoration and recruitment work had been suspended due to the national mourning, and the work was put on the agenda again.