Chapter 420 Seal Seven (48)

If this is true, then the group of people should also hold funerals according to Yin Qi's etiquette. Why would so many people die? Is it because the Tao is not enough? Yes, it is probably because the Tao is not enough.

Thinking of this, I had a doubt in my heart. According to Lao Wang's words, the old scholar should be present. How could the old scholar let those people Yin Qi be allowed to do so? He should be the leader in the formation himself.

I told Lao Wang about the doubts in my heart.

After hearing this, he said, "The funeral was very big at that time. The old scholar and I were able to participate because of the master's family. Otherwise, it would be our turn. Therefore, we had no say in that funeral, and it was all Shuiyun who had the final say."

"What, was the funeral done by Shui Yun?" I asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's Shuiyun Zhenren. Shuiyun Zhenren had just debuted not long ago, but his fame is very famous in our Dongxing Town. There is nothing we can do about it. Who told him that he had a blind master? It is said that the blind man is from the country." Lao Wang sighed.

When I heard this, I glanced at Lao Wang strangely. This Lao Wang is just an ordinary eight immortal in the countryside. Why do you know so much? Isn’t you too much?

However, there is no time to figure out what Lao Wang is doing, and the current task is still necessary to figure out why so many people died in that funeral. Only by figuring out this matter can Shen Jun’s funeral be held, which can be regarded as learning from the lessons of his predecessors.

So I asked Lao Wang, "Can you tell me in detail what to do with that funeral?"

In desperation, I had to pay my pocket of 4,000 yuan, plus the 6,000 yuan that I had agreed to have a total of 10,000 yuan. I handed the money to Lao Wang and asked him to buy some paper money in the town.

I nodded. The burial scripture mentioned how to make the seventh seal. Paper people are indispensable, and there are rules for the number of paper people. Seven houses, fourteen maids, twenty-one bride gifts and a large number of household items are all multiples of seven.

During this period, I chose to watch coldly. I couldn't overcome the hurdle in my heart. I always felt that this funeral was a kid, especially the time of the deceased's death, which was an insurmountable ditch in my heart.

After he left, the old king glanced at me a few times and said, "Jiuyizi, dreams are dreams after all. Don't destroy the relationship between you two because of the dreams. It's not worth the loss."

I nodded, waved to the old man's big move, and told him about the matter we had discussed.

The young boss seemed to know that I didn't like him very much, so he hurriedly said thank you to Lao Wang, then walked into the hall and knelt in front of the coffin.

Of course, these things are not all burned to the dead. It is said that folk legends say that only one-seventh of these things are the dead, and the remaining six-sevenths are the secrets of filial piety in the underworld.

I am not a saint, so of course I hope to make money when I hold a funeral, but the situation in front of me is only paid for money. I know the financial conditions of the young boss very well, and I guess it is about a hundred dollars.

I calculated based on the seventh day of the lunar month, and the time for funerals is set as the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow.

Then I told Lao Wang about Yin Qi again. Because my body had not fully recovered, I could not play many things myself, so I had to let Lao Wang and the others do it. Only those things that must be done can I bit the bullet.

I smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm lent to the boss, and I'll pay it back in the future. I can't watch the body rotten and smelly in the main hall, right? Besides, the deceased died on the ghost day. If the funeral is not decent, something strange will definitely happen."

He sighed and said nothing, so he led several Eight Immortals to the town, leaving Gao Lao here to say he was taking care of me!

As Lao Wang and his group of Eight Immortals left, except for me and Gao Lao, all the rest in front of the main hall were women. I chatted with Gao Lao for a while, and the Gao Lao seemed to know Yin Qi. As soon as he heard the word Yin Qi, his face suddenly became dark and he said, "Chen Baxian, I heard that Yin Qi was treating ghosts to dinner at the beginning. Do you have confidence?"

Lao Wang walked up, helped him up, and said, "Xiao Zi, you have a good brother. I hope you will do your best and never do anything to sorry for Jiu Zi. Otherwise, the forty-two Eight Immortals in our Dongxing Town will not let you go!"

"You!" Lao Wang knocked on my head and said, "Since you said that, each of us Eight Immortals has collected some money and agreed first that this is borrowed!"

When the old Wang heard that I paid for the paper money, he said, "Jiu Lizi, are you not sick? No one who holds the funeral pays for the money? If this precedent is set, what will our Eight Immortals eat in the future?"

I gave up. On this issue, I didn't want to say anything to Lao Wang, so I asked him to take a few Eight Immortals to sell paper. As for the Eight Immortals raising money, I asked him to find a notebook to write it down and hand it over to the young boss.

After we set the date, we faced a problem. The funeral fee that we had agreed with the boss a few days ago was 6,000 yuan. Now we have to use the etiquette of Yin Qi. 6,000 is far from enough. After all, such paper-paste stuff is expensive. Just one paper man alone costs dozens of yuan. The paper-paste house is even more expensive, and the cheapest is 300 yuan. Seven sets of paper houses and more than a dozen paper-paste people add up to four or five thousand yuan. There are also paper-paste furniture, ghost coins and other paper-paste stuffs, which are estimated to be about eight thousand yuan.

After hearing this, he knelt down without saying a word and said, "Thank you, thank you, I will definitely return it to you in the future."

When Lao Wang heard this, he smiled awkwardly and said, "It's been too long, I don't remember it very clearly. Besides, I went there on the day when the old scholar and I held the funeral, so I knew that there were many paper people in the funeral."

"No, absolutely not!" The little boss said, bowing to us.

To be honest, I have no confidence, no confidence at all, but the matter has developed to this point, so I can only bite the bullet and ask Qing Xuanzi to hold this ceremony. However, things on the culvert should not be easy to handle. If he is asked to come to hold the funeral, the feng shui on the culvert will appear. Maybe the villagers in Liuma Village are in trouble collectively, which is not what I want to see.

After thinking for a while, I had to tell a lie to Mr. Gao and said, "I have some confidence, but the process of Yin Qi is a bit troublesome. You have to have snacks at that time."

He nodded and said, "Don't worry, the Eight Immortals brought this time are all our former team, and they respect the deceased very much. By the way, Chen Baxian, where are you going to dig the tomb of the deceased? There are two other corpses, what do you plan to deal with?"

"For the tomb, since there is love water below, please be sure to be in place! The Eight Immortals we brought with us will have no time to dig the tomb. This way, you can call some Eight Immortals to come over and ask them to help dig the tomb. As for the other two corpses, the little girl is very pitiful. Just pretend to be a coffin with her mother and make a mother-son coffin!" I thought for a while and said this.

He said oh, and asked again: "Chen Baxian, I have been hearing from the older generation about Yin Qi. What exactly is Yin Qi? Is it necessary to use some paper to make a seal of Qi?"
Chapter completed!