Ghost Doctor Divine Farmer

"Granny, you have made a decision, not by your parents and grandchildren. It was decided by my grandfather Qu Xiangshi and me! Virtuous and virtuous, today's women are only models! It's getting late. It's settled. Now I'll cover your coffin! "

Li Lin said, lighting 16 incense sticks and distributing them in all directions. And he lit forty-nine candles, arranged according to hexamethylhexane.

Several pottery figurines made overnight were placed in the southeast of the coffin.

"Seal the coffin!"

Li Lin lit the talisman, recited a eulogy, and roared up to the sky.

For a moment, the original sunny Kyoto was suddenly covered by dark clouds, and then there was a light rain.

"Granny, Grandpa went to Yulong Temple thousands of miles away and prepared a statue wooden card for you!"

With that, Li Lin picked up the coffin, put it into the coffin, and then sealed it.

Except for ranking, there are all other things that should be there.

After doing this, Li Lin took out the jade cutting knife, cut his fingers, and nodded at the center of each pottery figurine's eyebrow. It was a living sacrifice.

In the Shang Dynasty, a life of a powerful person could be worth the blood of countless ordinary people.

Instead of some animal translators, one life of nobles is worth the lives of a hundred slaves during sacrifice. This one hundred is not really one hundred. A poet also said that if the flow goes straight down 3000 feet, is it really 3000 feet?

In short, a drop of Li Lin's blood can definitely complete many sacrifices that everyone and livestock can't complete.

In the yard of the funeral home, a disabled old man sweeping the floor suddenly looked back at Li Lin. A light burst out in his eyes, looking frightened and shocked.

"This..."

The old man dropped his broom and limped towards here.

"Old Xun tou, what's the matter with you?"

Seeing the old man who usually wilted, he suddenly went crazy and ran to the other side. The staff of the funeral home immediately wondered.

"What's the matter with the lame old Xun tou?"

Many workers followed old Xun tou and said strangely.

"Yes ~ old Xun tou, a lonely old man, has been cleaning the floor at the funeral home. He is a lame man who works hard. What makes him run so fast!"

The crowd began to wonder.

Since the funeral home, there has been old Xun tou.

It seems that during the cultural revolution, he was criticized for superstition, left a disability, never married in his life, and had no friends.

Despite the huge anti superstition momentum in those years, no one was willing to do it.

At first, two people did it, but they quit for various reasons after they couldn't do it for two days.

Old Xun tou was sent here.

I only know this man's surname is Xun. He is lonely and doesn't like to talk.

Since old Xun tou sat at the door of the funeral home, he never left.

In the evening, he was alone in the whole funeral home, and I didn't hear him say he was afraid.

Over the years, the funeral home has expanded a lot, and there are more and more mortuaries in it. Even people who work in funeral homes are sometimes afraid.

However, when old Xun tou watched the door at night, he would patrol around and help some staff carry the body from time to time.

A superstitious man is not afraid of these things.

Decades later, the staff of the funeral home changed one after another. Many people forgot about the identity of old Xun tou.

A moment later, the figure of old Xun tou stopped outside a hall and watched a figure sitting in a strange ceremony facing a huge coffin.

At the same time, in Yulong Temple thousands of miles away, in front of a set of low-standard incense tables, Qu blind people also do the same ceremony.

Old Xun looked at the coffin and incense candles in the hall and closed his eyes silently.

At this time, the people in the funeral home seemed to feel the difference here, and several staff came here.

"What's going on? Who changed the layout of the hall? "

Just now there were many flower baskets. The black background wall and white font, including the huge photos on the wall, disappeared. In the hall, the bed originally used to bid farewell to the body covered with flowers turned into a huge coffin. After there were strange words and patterns on the coffin, all faces showed surprise.

Whether the incense and candles on the ground or the pottery figurines, it all shows that the funeral here is fundamentally different from their layout.

Not only the surface, but also the kernel.

In particular, the young people dancing and singing with a piece of Rune paper in front of the coffin are very strange.

"Who ~ come here to make trouble, kick him out!"

The manager of the funeral home came and changed his face when he saw this. He shouted to the staff behind him.

Several funeral home employees looked at each other and shouted inside.

However, the young man inside didn't seem to hear it, and then walked forward.

"Kid, stop making trouble here and get rid of such things quickly. When people's relatives come, you can't go if you want to.

A middle-aged man walking in front shouted to Li Lin.

However, Li Lin still sings unknown songs.

These songs are consistent with Qu blind people thousands of miles away.

No matter how the people at the funeral home shouted, Li Lin seemed not to hear it and still did a dance they couldn't understand,

"Stop, stop!"

Seeing that Li Lin ignored it, the middle-aged man angrily scolded and accelerated his pace.

Then the two copies passed, and the distance between these people and Li Lin was still 278 meters.

"It's strange. In the past, it took more than ten seconds to enter the hall. Why haven't you arrived today!" Soon a woman found something wrong.

No matter how they go inside, it's still so far away from Li Lin.

Shit?

The woman was puzzled and quickened her pace.

After another two minutes, I found that Li Lin's position was still so far away, and the woman's face gradually changed.

Then the woman stopped and looked at her feet.

Shua~

A cold sweat oozed from the vest.

After running for a long time, he was still at the door.

At the same time, others also found something wrong.

"Shit ~"

The manager looked around and said with a little tension.

Looking carefully at the coffins and pottery figurines in the hall, he said to himself, "how did these things come in?"

Yeah~

Such a huge thing can be seen even if it is pulled by car!

After that, he turned and asked old Xun tou, "do you know these things come in?"

Old Xun shook his head and stared at Li Lin's back without jumping out a word.

"What the hell is going on?"

Soon others at the funeral home found the problem.

Half an hour later, Li Lin took out 49 long nails and put them in front of him, and then covered the outer coffin with a cover made of iron and wood.

Iron wood, which is as strong as steel in the jade pendant world, but is not afraid of burning wood, is the most suitable for making coffins.

Ancient coffins were mostly made of the whole cypress tenon and mortise.

In this way, the outer coffin should be dried for three years. After three years, it should be burned into carbon, and finally painted on it.

The Ming emperors used red paint, while the Qin people used black paint.

The purpose of burning charcoal is also to prevent the coffin from decaying. Carbon is the most stable element among all elements and does not participate in various reactions, especially oxidation.

Li Lin received the news of grandma's death. It's impossible to be a traditional coffin. Fortunately, there are iron and wood in the jade pendant world.

After covering the outer coffin, Li Lin arranged 49 long nails into the wood.

Then he took a small bowl and put it on the outer coffin, put the refined monster fat in the bowl, took out the wick and soaked it in the bowl, read a formula, took out the wick and lit it.

When everything is finished, all that remains is to be buried on the day of offering sacrifices to heaven.