Chapter 449 Seal Seven (77)

"No!" I didn't think about it, and denied Mr. Fan and said, "Since I have to take on the funeral, I have to do it to the end no matter what. How can I quit halfway."

The old man Fan was stunned, stared at me for a while, and said, "Do you know the importance of this funeral?"

I didn't understand what he meant, so I asked him, "What's the importance?"

He stared at me and said word by word: "The red wax is extinguished, the customs are changed, the red wax is extinguished and the funeral is attacked by ghosts."

When I heard this, I looked at him incredibly and stammered: "What do you mean is... this funeral meeting... will it be... a ghost?"

He nodded and said, "Xiaojiu, you are not good enough. You can withdraw from this funeral as soon as possible. I have been in the industry for decades and have some ghostly and scared things on my body, so I can barely take on this funeral."

I thought for a while and was about to speak when Lao Wang came over. He first smiled apologetically at Mr. Fan, and then said, "Jiuyizi, since we became the Eight Immortals, we have never retreated halfway. If we withdraw from this funeral, what will the people in Dongxing Town think of us in the future?"

Listening to this, I was a little confused. According to Lao Wang's usual behavior, when he knew that the funeral was in danger, he would usually persuade me to leave. Why didn't he persuade me to leave now, but instead asked me to continue to do it? This really puzzled me.

So, I gave Lao Wang a puzzled look. This is not to say that I would withdraw from the funeral halfway, but to hear Lao Wang’s thoughts.

When Lao Wang saw me looking at him, he said, "Jiu Jizi, in the past, our group of Eight Immortals could only follow the flow under the pressure of Liu Kai's group of Eight Immortals, and also did some things that damaged their good deeds. Now we have finally made some fame and can't easily cause trouble. If we make a mistake in one step, we will lose everything. Once we withdraw from Liuma Village, the funeral in Dongxing Town may return to the past, and we will be wasted this year."

He glanced at me, then glanced at Lao Wang, shook his head, and walked towards the other side of the hall without saying anything. This made me a little overwhelmed. What was going on and why did they all become like this?

Just as I was about to follow Mr. Fan's footsteps, a deafening "rumbling" sound came. I turned around and looked outside the hall. A dazzling lightning flash was coming down at a rapid speed, followed by a huge thunder sound.

"I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything!" He looked stunned for a moment, his tone was a little unnatural.

When I saw this, I thought to myself that it was a bad thing. It was going to change. Without saying a word, I immediately ran out of the hall, and shouted to the Eight Immortals while running: "Hurry up, move the paper back to the hall, don't let the rain be wet."

After some consideration, I nodded to Lao Wang and said, "Okay, according to your wishes, we will never withdraw from this funeral."

When Mr. Fan saw me say this, he said without waiting for Lao Wang to speak, "Xiaojiu, I am not in the mood to joke with you. I pack up my things and leave Liuma Village quickly."

I thought about it and it was not unreasonable that what he said was. The funeral in Dongxing Town gradually became more formal. Compared with the fact that he had to ask for red envelopes in previous years, it was indeed much better to blackmail the main family. All this stems from the fact that our group of Eight Immortals gave the people some dependence and made those people believe that we could hold the funeral well.

"Jiujizi, stop asking!" He shook my hand away and walked towards the coffin. I called out several times behind him, but he ignored me and stood there with a piece of red wax, motionless.

Made, I was a little anxious. Lao Wang has always been steady in his work. Since Dongxing Town, he has been a little impatient and began to urge me to get married. Could it be...?

Thinking of this, I walked up to Mr. Fan and asked him: "What did you say to him?"

In less than a few seconds, the weather, which was originally bright and bright, immediately changed its face, and dark clouds rolled in, covering the sun. The sky suddenly became gloomy.

If we withdraw from this funeral, the people will inevitably be a little disappointed with us. In addition, the villagers of Liuma are more tough, so this matter will only become more and more serious. Maybe it will really evolve into what Lao Wang said.

When I saw this, I was even more confused. It was obvious that something was wrong. At that moment, I tightened the strength at hand and asked again: "Lao Wang, what did he say to you?"

Less than a minute after we moved the paper and made some chews, the rain shot down like silver swords, and shot towards the ground with violent and violent storm, as if we were going to cleanse the injustice of the world, and seemed to be proclaiming something.

Old Wang was stunned for a moment and stammered at Mr. Fan: "I...I...you are old...hey!"

I smiled apologetically at him and said, "Mr. Fan, Xiaojiu is grateful for your kindness. However, this funeral is not my own business, but it is related to the future of our Eight Immortals. Xiaojiu cannot smash their rice. Besides, the little girl and her mother..."

As he said that, I pulled Lao Wang for a moment and prepared to do another 'soul-fixing'. How could I know that Mr. Fan stood in front of us and said, "Lao Wang, you are old and still making trouble with Xiao Jiu? Have you forgotten what I said to you in the town?"

When I heard this, my heart skipped a beat. I used to think that after Lao Wang came back from Dongxing Town, he seemed to have become a different person. Now, after Mr. Fan said this, it should be what he said to Lao Wang that led to Lao Wang like this. What did he say to Lao Wang?

At this point, I grabbed Lao Wang and asked, "What did he say to you?"

The Eight Immortals did not dare to neglect them, so they immediately ran to the court. Several people formed a team and began to move paper and make pieces. Due to a little panic, some of the paper and pieces were more or less broken when they moved back to the main hall.

Fortunately, when we were moving paper and tidying, it didn't rain in the sky, but it was just thunder and lightning flashing.

Looking at the rain, I was in a bad mood. As the saying goes, it rains in the morning and it rains until dawn. I am afraid that this rain will not stop for a while.

"Jiuyizi, how heavy the rain is, what should I do if those paper-made items are printed? Will it still be printed with seven?" Lao Wang walked to me and pointed to the rain outside the main hall.

I didn't say anything, my face darkened. I remember the weather forecast said that these days have been sunny, so why did it suddenly rain? What's even more strange is that the rain is still so huge, not the weather that should be in summer.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Lao Wang spoke again. He said, "Jiu Lizi, why don't you find someone to set up a tent and cover the court, but... the rain is a bit heavy, and I'm afraid that part of the paper will be wet."

I still didn't say anything, staring at the eight immortal tables on the ping ground, thinking in my mind, whether this rain is not too late, but at this time, is it a sign of something?
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