Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

After getting off the bus, Lao Guo opened the trunk and took two bundles of straw paper and two pieces of paper-folded ingots.

As a funeral boss, the most important thing in his car is these things.

There was a table covered with white cloth in the yard, and an old man sat there, responsible for registration.

Lao Guo went to the front to register his name, and with the money, he entered the hall together with Xiaoma and Ye Shaoyang.

Originally the host family had to come and entertain, see the pony accompanied, nodded and let them in.

The mourning hall is set in the hall, and a picture of Wang Ping is placed on the table of the Eight Immortals in the middle.

Seeing the youthful appearance of Wang Ping on the photo, Ye Shaoyang and Lao Guoxin are not very tasteful.

After visiting the deceased, the pony eagerly pulled them into the next room to see Wang Ping’s body.

As soon as I entered the door, even the pony was together, three people were stunned:

A Taoist, and a monk, are doing rituals in the room. This is not the point. The focus is on the crystal plaque on which the corpse is parked, a dark red hydrangea hanging on it, a table on the Eight Immortals, and photos of Wang Ping and a young man side by side. There are two cards in the middle, writing the names of the two and the characters of the birth.

There are a pair of red candles on both sides of the photo, and three pots on the front, covered with red cloth.

The monk beat the wooden fish on the side, the Taoist rattles, the paper money, and the words in the mouth.

There were two pairs of middle-aged men and women standing next to each other, with a pair of black armbands on their arms, covering their faces and weeping.

"What is this..." The pony stayed.

"Mother marriage." Lao Guo said, "There is a habit of marriage in the local area. If unmarried men and women are dead, they will usually find a suitable age for the deceased to marry."

During the conversation, a girl came over and took the small horse to the outhouse. Without waiting for the opening, the pony first said: "What is this?"

"With a marriage, we have this custom."

The pony was in a hurry. "How can this be! I am Pingping boyfriend, how can I let her marry someone else!"

The pony sounded a bit loud, and the people in the room were alarmed. They all looked at it, and the monks of the pair of monks cast an angry look.

The girl made a squeaking gesture to the pony and whispered: "You are not married, everyone is dead, just a ceremony, let the living person feel good..."

Lao Guodao: "Little girl, this is not the case. The deceased is married with a marriage, and it is accompanied by a marriage."

The girl stunned, looked at him suspiciously, and looked at Ye Shaoyang, saying: "Who are you?"

"Wang Ping's friend, come to mourn." Ye Shaoyang replied.

The pony grabbed the girl's hand and pointed to Ye Shaoyang, saying: "This is Maoshan Tianshi, he can save the peace, and let them not marry, let Shaoyang go to save him!"

The girl snorted, looked at Ye Shaoyang, and looked at the pony. She sighed and said: "You are calm and calm, and you can't resurrect. You don't want to be overly sad, let people cheat."

Ye Shaoyang didn't get angry when he heard this. The pony was in a hurry.

"No, no, this is my brother. It’s not a big deal for him to come back to life. Let me go in. Cousin, I beg you!"

Ye Shaoyang sighed in the back.

Wang Ping’s cousin was entangled in the pony. He said: “I am only her cousin. I am not a master. You will wait for a while. The wedding ceremony will be finished in a short time. Now outsiders cannot enter.”

Finished walking into the hall.

The pony also wants to follow up and is pulled by Lao Guo. He said: "You don't care about this meeting, wait."

Ye Shaoyang stood outside the door and looked at the crystal cymbal. Seeing a power cord below, plugged into the power socket, and asked: "Can this crystal swell?"

"Yes, I rented it deliberately, and the temperature was adjusted to zero, so that the time of the corpse will not rot, nor will it freeze, so that you can resurrect when you bring her up."

Ye Shaoyang listened to this and didn't know how to answer it.

After waiting for a few minutes, the ceremony in the house was over, and the monks and priests left, and the pony rushed in immediately, plunging on the crystal cymbal, and greeted Ye Shaoyang while wiping his tears.

Ye Shaoyang walked up to see Wang Ping lying on his back in the crystal plaque. She was beautiful and moving before her death. At this time, her face was blue and her face was dead.

Ye Shaoyang saw this scene, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

The pony turned back and said to Ye Shaoyang: "I opened the coffin, you look at her first, and then try to save her?"

After saying that Ye Shaoyang answered, he reached for the coffin cover.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

The middle-aged couple next to him immediately came up to stop, and the pony again said that Ye Shaoyang could save Wang Ping.

The middle-aged woman listened to her anger and cried and said: "You don't want to be entangled in this. I have never told us that she has any boyfriend. We don't know you, people are dead, you have to make fun of him. The body, what are you doing, you go out!"

Said to push up the pony.

"Wait a minute!" Next to the middle-aged man suddenly came over and pulled the woman, a pair of eyes glanced back and forth on Ye Shaoyang and asked: "Are you called Ye Shaoyang?"

Ye Shaoyang stunned and said: "Do you know me?"

"Ping Ping said a few times before, she is a good friend with you, you are a Maoshan Taoist, will be a spell."

Ye Shaoyang wondered, Wang Ping did not mention the pony with her parents, but often mentioned himself?

"Can you save the peace?" Wang Ping's father was full of excitement. Although everyone knows that people can't resurrect after death, as a father, as long as there is even a little hope, I also want to try it.

"I can't do it." Ye Shaoyang confessed.

"You can do it, you must do it!"

The pony couldn’t help but say that the crystal was opened. This time, Wang Ping’s parents did not stop.

Ye Shaoyang looked closer, and the brow suddenly wrinkled, and he snorted.

Lao Guo puts his hand in the hand: "A strong evil!"

Ye Shaoyang looked around Wang Ping, reached out and opened her eyelids. Both eyes were congested and looked a little cautious.

She opened her mouth again and looked at her mouth. Then she took a bunch of incense from her backpack and lit it in her hand.

Some of Wang Ping’s relatives gathered around, and they were watching the excitement.

"Ye Daochang, what is this?" asked Wang Ping's father.

Ye Shaoyang ignored it, waiting for the sandalwood to burn out a piece of incense ash, and put the incense ash in a charm, wrapped in a five-dimensional money in the middle, folded into a fingernail size, stuffed into Wang Pingkou, and closed his mouth.

“Is there a sesame oil?” Ye Shaoyang asked. “A new bowl.”

Wang Ping’s father nodded and ran out. He took a bottle of sesame oil and a bowl and handed it over to Ye Shaoyang.

A group of people looked at him quietly and did not dare to speak.

Ye Shaoyang pours the sesame oil into the bowl, then opens Wang Ping's mouth, takes out the charm, untied it, and throws the five emperor money into the sesame oil bowl, and the ash floats on the oil surface.

(First two chapters, I have to go to the studio. I don’t know if I can be busy. If I come back early, I will have another chapter.)