Half an hour later, the body was put on a black-and-red-patterned cotton-padded jacket and an ancient official hat, and was carried to the wooden board in the lobby.
"Prepare a red envelope."
"Ah" Wang Fugui hadn't reacted yet, and then he thought that he must call the little Taoist nun in the middle of the night.
The little Taoist nun was unhappy and asked for a red envelope at this time.
Although Gu Han didn't say it clearly, she instantly felt the change in Wang Fugui's attitude.
She was too lazy to explain.
After reciting the Rebirth Mantra, Gu Han inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner.
"Those present must remember that this incense cannot be cut off and must be renewed in time."
"Whatever you say is what you say, sir."
Several people present nodded.
From ancient times to the present, only recognized Taoist priests can be called sir in towns and villages.
I like this title of aunt.
I curled my mouth and felt empty in my stomach instantly.
At this time, Wang Fugui stuffed a round red envelope into Gu Han's hand.
"Okay, make a fortune.
Now that we've prepared the living things, it's time to prepare the paper money."
Wang Fugui nodded and went out to make arrangements.
Gu Han pinched his fingers and walked to the body.
He felt that it was not good to put it directly on it, so he made a few peace charms at random, and then put the red envelope in the mouth of the deceased and let him hold it.
All the blood had faded from the deceased's face, and Gu Han couldn't help but look at his face.
His ears were thick and thick, so he must have lived a long life.
He really shouldn't have passed away at this moment.
At dawn, after a meal of noodles, the old man's youngest son Wang Shugui hurried over with his newly married wife and youngest daughter.
But Gu Han has other important things to do now.
The old man's coffin has been prepared by someone.
Since there is a problem, it is best to put the body into the coffin before nightfall, otherwise there may be changes.
At this time, it was time to report the funeral, and the village chief also sent the family tree.
The old man is the third son of the old man in the village.
The old man has five sons, and now only the youngest son is still alive.
The old man's family is quite prosperous.
All three sons are married.
The eldest son Wang Fugui gave birth to three sons.
The second son Wang Zhonggui gave birth to a boy and a girl.
The family lives in the provincial capital.
The youngest son Wang Shugui just got married. , only one daughter.
Wang Fugui has already put on his mourning clothes, and there is an iron pot placed in the corner of the door for burning paper money.
"Go and burn the paper for the old man."
Wang Fugui nodded, with a lot of runny nose and tears, and shouted, "Dad, use it all.
I was poor when I was born, and I didn't enjoy the happiness.
My child gave you more paper money, so use it."
Everyone present covered their faces and cried bitterly.
After getting the headband, people began to burn paper money in an endless stream.
"Has the location of the haunted house been selected?"
Wang Fugui nodded.
He had already seen the red envelope in the old man's mouth, and his attitude changed again.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Rural people are so simple.
How do you treat him, he will do to you.
"Well, I have chosen it.
I plan to place it next to the old man's grave, sitting on the loess facing the sea."
Since the old man is keeping him under control, the kid shouldn't dare to do anything to Old Man Wang.
Now that I have put pen and ink on the table, I have to start writing the notice.
To put it bluntly, the notice of this era is the passport to the underworld, which records the birth date and children of the deceased.
Chen Tiehua, who had been standing aside for a long time, had red eyes and said in a trembling voice: "I don't have a daughter, please write my name on it."
Gu Han nodded in acquiescence.
This old man was really lucky, and he would be considered complete after death.
Seeing that Mr.
Yin Yang had given permission, the village chief took up the pen and added to the family tree.
"The old man must be buried in the coffin in Guiyoushi.
Burn the notice and the paper money."
After noon, guests came to see the old man off one after another.
Gu Han was so busy that he had to ask the doctor about everything.
No wonder the doctor had to have at least two people to visit him every time he had something to do.
When the old man's second son Wang Zhonggui arrived from the provincial capital, the three brothers reunited for the first time in many years, but this time their father was missing.
Gu Han took care of it all by himself, and the affair started in a decent way.
At this time, the old woman came out of the side room supported by her two daughters-in-law.
"Let me see him.
If you don't see him in the past two days, you will never see him again, my brother."
Couples of the previous generation called each other brother and sister, and they never did anything too sexy.
Even seeing a man and woman holding hands on the street felt it was offensive.
The old woman howled loudly and gradually sang the story of the old man's death in a pan opera.
"My old brother, my wife brought porridge and asked me how to eat it.
I ate it and I was worried that you didn't eat it.
Yesterday the two of them were weaving nets together, you were carrying water to water the sweet potatoes, and you had two bowls of porridge when you came back; In the middle of the night, I joked that the house is full of descendants, and you said you would rest this year after working hard; At two o'clock in the evening, you turned your back to me, gasped twice and left.
You didn't even look at me when I left, and you didn't say anything to me.
Why are you so cruel?"
The opera is trembling and towering, and all those who listen are moved.
Gu Han listened carefully.
The more normal it was, the more abnormal it felt.
Pan Opera is a type of opera spread in the mountainous areas of the south.
Some of the stories are also quite unique.
However, Pan Opera is not allowed to be sung late at night or when alone, because ghosts especially like to listen to this opera, and it is easy to attract unclean things.
After a while, they saw that the old woman was about to pounce on the body, and then the three daughters-in-law pulled the old woman up.
"That's enough, mother, let's go back to the side room."
"Sir," Wang Fugui called softly, "Lao Fang has arrived."
Lao Fang is the coffin.
"Well, okay, take me there."
The old house was carried in by four big men and set up on wooden chairs, replacing the original wooden boards.
Gu Han placed some mercury and other products in the coffin and wrapped it with peppercorns for antisepsis and diffusion of flavor.
The old man's body had become rigor mortis, and his body spots had shifted.
It stands to reason that people who die on the bed will become bound spirits, and their souls cannot leave this room.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
But Gu Han could tell at a glance that the old man's soul was no longer in his body, and there was no way of knowing whether he was even in the house.
This is the strange part.
After the old man died, the soul separated from himself, or did the old man die after the soul separated.
Since it is determined that the coffin will be put into the coffin at Guiyou time, it must be at Guiyou time.
In the meantime, you might as well try to bring back the old man's soul.
Gu Han immediately decided to add a ritual ceremony.
"Uncle Wang, go get a pair of shoes that the old man wore during his lifetime."
Wang Fugui rolled his eyes and knew what the female gentleman was going to do.
He immediately ran back to the back room and brought out a pair of broken straw sandals.
And Gu Han also took out a bell.
Sanqing bell, one of the magical instruments, usually has three handles, which means the three gods.
"The sky is spirited, the earth is spirited, the ancestor is about to appear."
The Sanqing Bell made a pleasant sound, pulling back the souls of everyone in the mourning hall.
Not being good enough to draw a talisman out of thin air, Gu Han held an incense stick in his left hand and a fine brush in his right hand, and drew a soul-calling talisman in one go, with the old man's birth date written on it.
Immediately afterwards, the incense head passed directly through the spiritual talisman and was fixed in mid-air.
Gu Han Lingtai Qingming walked to the body with Yu steps.
The Sanqing bell rang rhythmically until the rhythm became faster and faster.
Everyone's hearts became more and more tense after hearing this.
Gu Han also widened his eyes and stared at the old man's face.
You really responded to my mother's reaction.
The chi spirit talisman suddenly ignited without fire and turned into ashes in two or three seconds.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Tsk, tsk, tsk, please collect the second update today: