Mrs. Zheng's home is still some distance away from Wu Gaizi's headquarters.

Along the way, the two of them passed through two continents and passed three gates before arriving at the entrance of a small courtyard that looked a little dilapidated.

There is a lock on the door.

At first glance there was no one there.

Li Zhen turned to Wu Laizi and asked:

"Where is Granny Zheng's body...?"

"Where else can it be? In the house. Someone from the Yamen sent it to me yesterday."

Wu Laizi said casually, looked around, and pointed to a door of a resident that had some protection from the rain:

"Let's go and wait there."

"...You go, I'll dig in. Alas."

Sighing, he handed the umbrella to Wu Laizi.

Naturally, Wu Laizi couldn't accompany him to climb over the wall.

He couldn't turn it over either, so he nodded:

"Okay, then I'll wait here for the cubs to come back... If you're scared, remember to call me."

"..."

Li Zhen's mouth twitched...

In fact, he wasn't afraid at all.

After guarding the soul of his master for seven years, as a Taoist priest, his mentality became somewhat different.

Facing this kind of birth, old age, illness and death that he had avoided in his previous life, instead of waiting outside, he would rather go inside and recite sutras to Old Mrs. Zheng who had suffered a lifetime of hardship.

Apart from anything else, he knows the "Tai Shang Dong Xuan Ling Bao Miao Sutra of Saving Suffering" by heart.

So he shook his head, jumped up, and climbed through the earthen wall which was not very high.

"...??"

Wu Laizi was stunned...

Qinggong?

This awesome guy actually knows martial arts!?

…

The courtyard was muddy because of the rain.

Li Zhen subconsciously straightened up his waist.

There is no other way, he still has a fan worth several hundred yuan in his arms.

Then we walked into the only adobe house in the yard that was habitable.

open the door.

Sure enough, there was a rickety corpse parked at the front door.

The dead body had its face covered with white cloth and one hand was missing.

No need to ask, it must be Granny Zheng.

At the same time, under the bed where the body rested, there was a pottery basin with some burnt millet stalks inside.

There was no such thing as paper money in this era.

Paper is too expensive.

"Book of Rites·Liyun" says: "At the beginning of the husband's rites, all kinds of food and drink are introduced. He burns millet, eats pigs, and drinks in his arms to defile his respects. He can still pay respect to the ghosts and gods by making earthen drums and drums." This means that

Sacrifice originated from offering food to the gods. As long as the millet is burned and pork is used as food for the gods, a hole is dug in the ground as a kettle, water is held in the hand to offer to the gods, and earth drums are beaten for music, people's prayers can be combined with the gods.

Respect is conveyed to ghosts and gods.

So what is burned is this kind of millet stalk.

There aren't many poles.

After all, unless you leave it on purpose, you can only buy it in coffin shops or paper-making shops.

Want money.

The smell in the house wasn't good either. I didn't know if it was a corpse or something moldy over the years... but it smelled like decay.

Li Zhen sighed.

"well……"

I looked around.

Found a tattered futon.

I think this is what Granny Zheng used to worship the gods.

Just under the altar table.

On the offering table were her wife, son, and a simple clay sculpture of Lao Jun.

It was about the size of a palm and covered with dust.

Apart from these, the whole house is full of rags.

Nothing at all.

Not to mention the coffin.

Grandma Zheng, she was kind to him.

After all, she peed her pants when she heard that her master died. Without saying a word, she took out the neatest set of clean clothes left by her husband and put them on.

now……

Recalling the half piece of pancake the day before yesterday...Li Zhen suddenly felt a kind of helplessness and sadness about the impermanence of the world.

Taking the futon to the body of Old Mrs. Zheng who couldn't lie down because of her hunchback, Li Zhen filled a basin with water. After cleaning her hands, she sat on the futon and held the only remaining piece of Granny Zheng's hand in her left hand.

One hand.

The hands are cold and stiff.

At this moment, with a solemn face, he pinched his fingers with his right hand and recited in a low voice:

"At that time, the Suffering God, the Lord of Suffering, filled the realms of the ten directions. He always used his majestic power to save all sentient beings, and they were freed from the lost path. All sentient beings were unaware, just like seeing the sun and the moon blindly."

"I am too incompetent, and my leadership is boundless. Qingyun opens the door, and the auspicious smoke blocks the dead house. At the beginning of the Xuan Yuan Dynasty, I use the unifying auspiciousness to sense opportunities. Save all sins, and overcome all misfortunes. Miao is beyond the source of immortality, wandering

Naturally pure. All inherit the power of the Great Dao to subdue all demonic spirits."

"What is burning in the sky is called Niwanxian. Purple clouds cover Huang Lao, and he is called the Three Treasures King. He will also ascend to the sky to control the nine heavenly souls. The wonderful gods who save suffering, the good view saves suffering. There is no distinction in the sky, the weather

Return to one body. We all become natural persons, and naturally have different bodies..."

The "Tai Shang Cave Xuan Ling Bao Sutra" was slowly recited from his mouth.

again and again.

And when he finished reciting it for the fifth time, he heard movement outside:

"Niubi! The Zheng family girl is back!"

Li Zhen said nothing and started again for the sixth time.

Soon, Wu Laizi and a thin figure appeared at the door of the room.

The other children didn't dare to follow.

After all, he is a dead person... and the children are afraid.

The thin little girl, with a straw mark stuck on the back of her neck, saw Li Zhen holding her grandma's hand and cried softly.

Normally, when Li Zhen sees this little girl who is no more than 10 years old, he will definitely ask Wu Laizi, "How did you tell that she is good-looking?"

After all...this sallow and thin appearance really doesn't fit the word "beautiful woman".

But now he doesn't. He just chants the "Tai Shang Cave Xuan Ling Bao Miao Sutra for Saving Suffering" over and over again.

After reciting it nine times, I stopped.

Finally chant:

"The Heavenly Lord expounds the scriptures and teachings, leading to the floating life. Study diligently without doing anything, and realize the true way. You will not be confused or desolate, and you will have no name if you have no self. You will recite sinful and blessed verses, and your heart will be purified thousands of times. At that time, the flying god king and all the immortals

After everyone said this, he bowed his head to the Heavenly Lord and retired with his words. A filial son will be spared the pain... He will leave the things behind him. Bless his life, the Infinite Heavenly Lord..."

After saying that, he bowed to the corpse.

After the ceremony, let go.

He looked at the little girl who was already kneeling on the ground kowtowing to him, and directly helped her up.
To be continued...