Changsheng Goudao: Playing suona at the beginning, sending off Xiuxian

This Iron Wolf Guardian is indeed a fifth-grade warrior.

The rewards for Qi and Martial Arts Experience are very generous.

There are also many optional martial arts, and the quality is not bad.

I just don’t know how much participation there will be in this funeral, and whether I can draw rewards.

In the field, Master Lin performed a ritual, which made the temperature in the mourning hall rise a lot, at least it was no longer chilly.

The beautiful woman and many funeral guests finally felt relieved.

That night, Master Lin Jiu asked everyone to get out of the way, leaving only him and Bai Yu to keep watch in the mourning hall.

The Taoist gave Bai Yu two yellow talismans:

"Xiao Bai, you have strong Qi and blood, so it shouldn't be affected, but you should still take these two evil-suppressing talismans with you, just in case."

Bai Yu took the yellow talisman and said:

"Okay, I understand."

"Speaking of Uncle Jiu, why did you throw a yellow talisman before and it burned by itself?"

Master Lin Jiu is only a third-grade warrior, and he doesn't have internal strength, so it is absolutely impossible for him to ignite the talisman paper.

Could it be that Taoist Lin Jiu is actually a cultivator?

Taoist Lin Jiu looked serious:

"Why can the yellow talisman burn by itself? There are many reasons."

"The main reasons are devout faith, superb skills and unremitting practice."

"Finally, add a little self-igniting white phosphorus."

Bai Yu almost bit his tongue.

So he used white phosphorus, and rubbed his hands together to generate heat.

Bai Yu felt that the Taoist's image as a master was a little disillusioned, and asked again:

"Then why did you dance with the sword during the day and raise the temperature in the mourning hall? What's the reason?"

Taoist Lin slapped his thigh:

"Oh, this is all fooling people."

"You can solve the problem by throwing two talismans. Others always think that the money is not worth spending, so they have to set up a scene."

Bai Yu understood.

This is very similar to the locksmith in the previous life, who spent more than ten minutes pretending and opened the lock in five seconds.

The shop opened too fast, and the customers always felt that they had wasted their money.

It seems that the principles of all walks of life are the same.

Uncle Jiu took out a handful of yellow talismans and handed them to Bai Yu, saying:

"Put these yellow talismans on the windows and doors later, and nine on the coffin."

Bai Yu took the yellow talismans and started to work.

Taoist Lin valued Bai Yu very much, and said earnestly:

"Our line of work as a Yin-Yang master is mainly to look at Feng Shui to dispel evil spirits."

"Like a warrior, if he kills too many people, he will carry an evil spirit. When he is alive, he has blood and qi to suppress it, but after death, the evil spirit will backfire."

"Evil spirit is like poison to ordinary people. Sometimes, when a corpse is filled with evil spirit, it will turn into an evil corpse and hurt people."

"So, although our line of work is not so glorious, it is very important."

Bai Yu used a paste made from rice milk to stick yellow talismans on the doors, windows and coffins.

"Uncle Jiu, now that the yellow talisman has been pasted, can it dispel the evil spirit?"

Taoist Lin Jiu nodded calmly:

"Generally speaking, if you paste it for three days and change a batch of talismans every day, it can be dispelled."

"It mainly depends on the first night. If the evil spirit does not return on the first night, there will be no problem later."

"Xiao Bai, remember, after midnight tonight, no matter what you see, you are not allowed to make a sound; no matter who calls you, you cannot agree."

Bai Yu naturally nodded in agreement.

So, the two began to take turns to keep watch.

The first half of the night is the most dangerous, so Taoist Lin kept watch and meditated cross-legged on the side.

Bai Yu slept on a small bamboo bed, but he always kept a clear mind.

The night gradually deepened, and everything was quiet.

Only the occasional barking of a dog came from a distance.

Bai Yu gradually put his mind at ease.

It seems that there is nothing special about this business.

What he didn't notice was that a layer of mist was slowly covering the yellow talisman pasted on the door.

The cinnabar on the yellow talisman was slowly soaked and gradually separated from its original shape.

After an unknown amount of time, the cinnabar pattern on the yellow talisman had become a mess.

"Squeaky——"

The door of the mourning hall was opened for no reason.

A gust of cold wind blew in, swirling in the mourning hall, and the temperature in the house dropped sharply.

Bai Yu jumped up from the bamboo mat with a start.

I saw a string of wet footprints appear at the door at some point.

There was no human figure at the door, but the footprints on the ground were approaching step by step.

He stepped over the threshold and walked towards the coffin in the mourning hall.

Bai Yu was about to call Taoist Lin Jiu, but he saw that Taoist Lin Jiu had already reacted.

He took out a handful of yellow talismans and threw them at the footprints.

Strangely enough, those yellow talismans seemed to have spirituality and actually flew around the footprints in the front.

Then, Taoist Lin held a peach wood sword and seemed to fight with someone in the air.

He said nothing, as if he was in a silent movie.

Bai Yu was stunned and had no idea what was going on..

In the field, yellow talismans fell and wooden swords waved.

The water marks and footprints on the ground slowly dried up, and the cold wind in the house gradually dissipated.

Only then did Taoist Lin Jiu breathe a sigh of relief and said:

"Okay, Huisha has been solved, and there will be no danger in the future."

Bai Yu nodded heavily and thought:

"It seems that this Yin Yang Master is also a bit of a thing, maybe not as good as the immortal cultivator, but there must be something magical."

While he was thinking secretly, suddenly another gust of cold wind blew in from outside.

This time the cold wind was even stronger, and the house seemed to have entered winter, and the cold air penetrated the bones.

On the ground, the water marks and footprints appeared again.

Every time the cold wind blew a little, the footprints took a step forward.

Taoist Lin Jiu was shocked and took out a handful of yellow talismans again and threw them at the cold wind.

He held the sword in his right hand and the talisman in his left hand, as if he was fighting with someone again.

However, in a few blinks of an eye, the yellow talismans in his hand were consumed.

"Kacha——"

A crisp sound was heard, and the peach wood sword broke in the middle.

The gloomy wind blew towards the coffin in the mourning hall.

"Pa——"

"Pa——"

On the ground, there were water marks and footprints.

"No, Xiaobai, stop it quickly. Don't let the evil spirit enter the body of the dead, otherwise it will turn into an evil corpse."

"Delay for a moment!"

Bai Yu was also anxious.

God knows what an evil corpse is.

And if the dead turned into an evil corpse and ran away, his funeral reward would be gone.

He took off the two evil-suppressing talismans on his chest and threw them towards the gloomy wind.

The yellow talisman hit the gloomy wind, and it really paused.

Bai Yu only felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes in the gloomy wind, looking at him with ill intentions.

However, the gloomy wind only paused for a moment and continued to blow towards the dead.

Bai Yu was very anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

He didn't even know what the enemy was, let alone the so-called evil spirit.

Seeing the footprints on the ground, he approached the coffin step by step.

Bai Yu suddenly had an idea.

To calm the soul and dispel the evil spirit, maybe he could give it a try.

He took out the suona and began to play the elegy.

"Whose land is this in the weeds? It gathers souls regardless of wisdom or stupidity."

"Why is the ghost urging me? Human life must be hesitant."

"Don't you see how many romantic figures have become soil under the Beimang Mountain."

...

With the sound of the suona, the mood of seeing life, old age, sickness and death, and everything returning to peace appeared again.

Unexpectedly, the gloomy wind actually stopped, and the footprints on the ground stopped spreading.

After playing this song, Bai Yu felt unprecedentedly strenuous.

It was a song that he knew by heart, but playing it felt like carrying a heavy burden.

When the song ended, the cold wind began to howl again.