The moment I threw out the evil talisman, Master stopped me at the right time.
After whispering something in my ear, I put the talisman back into my pocket.
It turned out that the erratic shadow was today's groom.
I scratched my head in embarrassment, but luckily Master stopped me in time, otherwise I would have been guilty of beating the groom to death with a talisman.
It was quite peaceful along the way.
I don’t know whether it was because of the firecrackers after I left the house, or because my breakup with the master played a role.
Except for the groom who suddenly appeared, there were no wandering ghosts out to cause trouble.
Of course, I encountered some people on the way.
Several villagers who were rushing home ran away after seeing the paper sedan.
Maybe they thought they had encountered a ghost, or maybe they were afraid of getting into bad luck near the team welcoming the ghost.
The bride's parents had already been waiting outside the gate.
After seeing the welcoming team coming, they turned and returned home.
After a burst of firecrackers, the bride's mother cried and walked to the front of the groom's memorial tablet holding a memorial tablet.
She stood there for about a minute.
Afterwards, the groom's father turned sideways and asked the bride's mother to place the bride's tablet into the paper sedan.
After placing them properly, the bride's mother took out eight red envelopes from her pocket and gave them to the lantern player, the trumpeter, and the two bearers carrying the sedan.
The eight people were very happy after receiving the red envelopes, especially the four people who blew the trumpet, and they played even harder.
Then the bride's parents moved the prepared dowry out of the courtyard.
They said it was a dowry, but it was actually some paper things, including boys and girls, tables and benches, etc.
Listen to Master's instructions, and these things will be waiting for you later.
After their bodies are buried together, they are burned in front of the grave for their use in the graveyard.
After the parents of both parties exchanged pleasantries for a while, they were about to get up in the sedan chair and return.
As the master shouted to get up the sedan chair, the bride's parents started crying loudly.
I was really puzzled.
The man is like this and the woman is like this, so why don't we just take care of it?
It's a shady marriage, as for crying to death.
Relatives of the bride’s family also joined the welcoming procession, and the procession suddenly became larger and more bizarre.
A few people in the front cleared the way, and behind them they carried a paper sedan, and behind them a large group of people were crying and laughing.
Yes, on the way back, Master asked the host to scatter paper money while walking, just like the paper money scattered during funerals, saying it was to pay for the wandering ghosts.
After walking for about a mile, another gust of wind blew.
With my previous experience, I became more calm.
I thought that the bride must have appeared, so I looked around to see the ghost bride's Lushan.
As expected, a phantom circled around the sedan chair a few times and then got in.
I pulled the corner of Master's clothes and pointed in the direction of the sedan chair.
Master took one look and told me to keep quiet and just look at it quietly.
Well, it saves frightening the people who are welcoming and seeing off the bride.
Just like that, the people in front were playing the phoenix and praying for the phoenix, and the relatives following behind were crying loudly.
The journey was going smoothly, but when they were still two or three miles away from the groom's house, a funeral procession appeared inexplicably on the opposite side.
This is a strange thing.
This is the first time I have seen someone perform a funeral at night.
Could it be that the corpse of the buried person has turned into a zombie?
Are you afraid that the sun will find it and turn it into ashes, so you come out at night?
Just when I was about to ask Master what was going on, I found that Master's brows were already frowning.
Isn't it unlucky for a ghost matchmaker to meet a funeral procession?
It's not a marriage between living people.
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I think it shouldn't be much different. .
"Master Li, what should we do about this?
Do we need to give way to them?"
The host also saw the funeral procession on the opposite side.
After ordering the wedding procession to stop, he hurried to our side and asked anxiously.
"You leave the sedan chair and then go back around them.
After I communicate with them, I will carry the sedan chair back with my disciples."
The master thought for a moment and said to the master in a deep voice, until Only then did I realize that there must be something wrong with the funeral procession.
From what I knew about Master, Master would definitely not frown for no reason.
"But" after hearing so much from Master, the host hesitated.
"Oh, uncle, my master has his own reasons for asking you to go back first.
This is to remove the resentment of the bride and groom, so that they can live a solid life in the underworld."
In order to prevent the host's family from staying for a long time. , I had no choice but to spread the alarm and trick them into going back first, otherwise they might cause some trouble if they stayed.
"That's it, then I'll help you two masters."
When the host family heard that it was for their own good, they immediately beamed with joy, bowed their hands to me and master, and walked towards the wedding procession.
He first muttered something to the bride’s family, then shouted to the welcoming team, leaving the sedan behind first, and then they all went back with me to drink some tea.
Quite influential, after shouting, everyone followed him, walked around the side path, and walked farther away.
Looking at the funeral procession, they didn't say anything and stopped about a hundred meters away from the sedan chair.
"Master, is there something wrong with the funeral procession?"
There was only one sedan chair left in front of me, and we were the master and the apprentice, so I asked without hesitation what I had just guessed.
"Well, those are not human beings," Master nodded and whispered in my ear.
I think the reason Master was so cautious was because he was afraid of being heard by the funeral procession opposite.
"What is not a human being?"
Although I had already guessed that there was a problem before, I was still surprised when I heard Master say that those were not human beings.
Can ghostly things be put into a coffin and buried?
How do I remember ghosts?
If it dies, it will turn into smoke or fly ash.
"Well, you go and wrap this around the sedan chair, tie it three times horizontally, twice vertically, and then fix it to the tree next to it."
The master did not explain to me in detail what was on the other side, but just handed me a Mo Dou, let me tie up the sedan chair, but just tie it up, three horizontally and two vertically.
Isn’t this the way it is tied when making coffins?
Although I don’t understand why I have to do this, I still follow Master’s request.
Arrived next to the sedan chair.
The funeral procession opposite seemed to have some scruples.
They stopped there quietly, looking at us from a distance.
I didn't pay attention when Master didn't say anything just now.
But now it seems that there is indeed something wrong with them.
They stand there lifelessly, without a trace of emotion.
If you are angry, calm down and close your eyes, you can still feel waves of resentment floating around.
The master is the master, and he saw the problem at a glance in the noisy environment just now.
It seems that I still have a long way to go and a lot to learn
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