my weird life

Chapter 506 "Wake Up!" (22)

——Like a knife flashing across without a sound,
The phantom of the bride was cut in two,
The red threads entwining the 34 arms of the pitch-black Dawei De King Kong were completely dispelled, and the 34 arms penetrated into the flames of resentment under the seat of the "Yinxi Stove King God", and grasped the consciousness of the dead of "Mr. Jiang"!
This moment!

Yinxi Stove King's honor was trembling,

Cracks appeared on the pitch-black tablet!

The terrifying scent of incense billows from the crack!

The 34 arms that penetrated into the fire of resentment all pinched out the mark of the heart lamp, and a ray of bright white light rose from the fingertips of the 34 arms. ,
But it still burns,

Not assimilated by resentment,

It didn't go out either.

34 arms retracted.

Yinxi Kitchen King God's throne stopped trembling.

The blue smoke quickly dissipated.

Su Wu returned to his original appearance, and his 'Madam Vajra True Intention' embraced Mr. Jiang's weak consciousness, making him feel a little better.

But in the blink of an eye,

Calm was restored in all directions.

He is still in the gloomy cave,
Everything just now is like a dream.

But the scattered corpses on the ground, the foul-smelling scarlet corpse water in the coffin, and the copper ball cut in half on the ground all showed that everything just now was not a dream!

……

Duda da da la——

The harsh and loud sound of the trumpet and suona woke up the whole day.

In Jiang's courtyard,
A red-painted coffin was placed in the center of the courtyard, and there was another black-painted coffin in the corner of the courtyard. There were no corpses in the two coffins.

Each of the four young men held a bamboo pole, which supported the four corners of a black cloth,

They stretched out the black cloth sheet and moved towards the red lacquered coffin with bamboo poles.

People around surrounded these four people, pushing forward desperately. While pushing forward, people grabbed stacks of paper money from the basket they carried with them and threw them in the sky at will.

Some paper money fell on people's shoulders,
Some paper money whirled and fell into the dust.

The sound of the suona is ringing continuously,
Outside the gate of the Jiang Family Courtyard,
Suddenly there was a burst of crackling firecrackers.

"The hour has come!"

shouted someone outside the door.

Someone heard the words of the young man lighting the firecrackers outside the door, and hurriedly sent a message to the door: "The time has come—"

"The hour has come—"

This sentence conveyed the words, as if a solemn and solemn handover ceremony was being carried out.

Jiang Yingying sat at the door of the main room, staring blankly at the crowd in the yard, and hearing the shouts that pierced through the loud and clear suona, her mind suddenly tensed up, and she turned to look behind her.

Grandpa was still lying on the door panel, his face was pale, and he might never be able to open his eyes again.

The four young men holding a black sheet turned back and walked towards the door of the main room.

"Soul is gone!
The body should be on the road too! "

Someone in the crowd shouted.

"We have already sent the third uncle's soul back, third uncle, let's go all the way—"

"farewell!"

"farewell!"

Shouts echoed in the crowd one after another.

Four youths with bamboo poles squeezed out of the crowd, walked into the main room with the black cloth, passed by Jiang Yingying, and held the black cloth above the corpse of Mr. Jiang.

As the old saying goes, after a person dies, he cannot see the sun during the day, so as not to be illuminated by the sun, the soul that may be hidden in the corpse will lose the possibility of reincarnation.

Therefore, the relatives of the deceased should prop up a piece of cloth for the deceased to block the sun in the sky.
Only in this way can the deceased be transferred to the coffin.

After the four young men whose zodiac signs had nothing to do with Mr. Jiang stretched the black sheets,
Three or four young and middle-aged men from the Jiang family came,

They moved the quilt under Mr. Jiang's body, and moved Mr. Jiang and the quilt under him together. Several people carried the corpse, and under the cover of four young black cloths supporting bamboo poles, they began to walk outside the main room. .

To be transferred to the coffin,

The next step is to cover the coffin and grind the nails.

The old man said that the whole ceremony process should be as slow as possible,
Closing the coffin and rolling the nails must be delayed and delayed.

But Jiang Erye found all his family members, made the whole ceremony retro and retro, and even restored the rituals of "sending the soul on the road" and "calling the soul", but even so, the delay of the ceremony has come to an end.
Can't afford to procrastinate any longer.

Jiang Erye was discussing with the sick old man in the corner of the entrance of the main room,

The two made gestures from time to time.

Jiang Yingying stared blankly as her grandfather's body was moved to the vermilion coffin. She felt an indescribable emotion in her heart, a little blocked and a little dazed.

She followed the crowd forward,

Walking to the door, I heard the old man's voice: "I just had a divination, and I can't see the divination clearly. I'm afraid that today's matter is suspended—hun'er hasn't come back until now. Think about it." I can't come back,

How should the ceremony proceed?

Just go down.

Build the coffin and grind the nails! "

"How about you do the math?

Maybe it's different now than before? "Second Master Jiang asked beside him.

The old godly man shook his head again and again: "How can divination be taken casually? If you do it now, the hexagrams you get may not be accurate, and it is easy to be sensed by some sneaky things.

That's what's going to go wrong!

Resign yourself to fate,
The fate is like this, there is no way! "

Jiang Erye stopped talking,
He saw Jiang Yingying standing on the next step. This niece and granddaughter are so pitiful. Not long after her parents left, her grandfather followed her...

"Yingying, Yingying?" Second Master Jiang called Jiang Yingying twice.

Jiang Yingying came back to her senses and looked at Second Master Jiang in despair.

Second Master Jiang looked at his grandniece's face,
She lowered her head and took a few puffs of cigarettes before saying in a low voice, "Yingying, go and see your grandpa, let's see your grandpa for the last time... I won't see you again..."

After Jiang Erye had spoken, he hurriedly turned and walked away.

And what he said kept circling in Jiang Yingying's mind endlessly.

I won't see you again, I won't see you again...

Jiang Yingying still didn't feel any emotion in her heart.

just a little clogged,

A little bored.

But something else was simmering, like a tiny crack in the ice—a crack that was beginning to grow.

She scans the crowd of people in the yard,

Seeing some old people talking to each other and smoking cigarettes, they gathered around the coffin, even with some smiles on their faces.

Seeing many people who have nothing to do with me,
I saw the grandfather who was wrapped in a quilt under the black sheet and surrounded by people moving to the big red-painted coffin.

The deep loneliness and great fear are like an iron chisel, digging into Jiang Yingying's heart that is already full of cracks and is about to collapse.

She saw Grandpa being moved into the coffin,

The black cloth began to be removed,
A young man raised the coffin lid——

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

Jiang Yingying yelled, planing away the people who were crowded in front one by one, and squeezed into the crowd with all her strength!Squeeze hard!
She squeezed through layers of human walls,

Finally, he stood beside the red lacquered coffin.

Grandpa was already lying in the coffin. His tall figure was lying in the wide coffin, but he looked a little short. The yellow paper covering his face was also removed.

Jiang Yingying looked at her grandpa lying in the coffin, her lips were trembling, and tears rolled down from her eyes like broken beads!

My heart hurts!

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"It's time to close the coffin!"

Young people squeezed into the crowd carrying the coffin lid.

People scattered, Jiang Yingying opened her mouth to call something, but found that she couldn't make a sound.

she looked up,

Tears blurred her eyes.

Across a coffin,
Jiang Yingying saw a tall figure appearing on the opposite side at some unknown time.

She hurriedly rubbed her eyes, and then opened them to look across the coffin—where was the figure she was expecting to see at this time?

Miracles do not seem to have come.

Jiang Yingying lowered her head,
Quietly watching the grandfather in the coffin.

at this time,

A tall figure walked into the Jiang family's courtyard, walked against the chaotic crowd, walked to the red lacquered coffin, and stood beside Jiang Yingying.

The old man curled up at the entrance of the main room, sitting sickly against the wall, saw the tall figure standing beside Jiang Yingying, and finally regained some energy. He took out his pair of ox horn hexagrams from his bag ——The pair of ox horn hexagrams that belonged to Quan Zhuo, the 'false god epilepsy', was taken away by someone indiscriminately, and he has never found it.

After chanting words for a while, the old godly man casually threw the Niujiao hexagram on the ground.

Niujiaojian points to Qian Gua and Kun Gua,
Good luck!

"It's done?!" The old man leaned against the wall and stood up, his eyes finally brightened.

He had gone to see his lover with the 'five-headed lady' on his back, and it took him a lot of effort to bring her back.

before the coffin,
The energy of Su Wumei's heart trickled,
Mr. Jiang's 'consciousness of the dead', who has been embraced and warmed by Shen Yun's sincerity for a while, is a bit more condensed now, not as illusory as he is burned by the flames of resentment—but even though this consciousness of the dead is more condensed, he still can only be condensed. Su Wu meant to 'see',

Jiang Yingying standing next to him,
Seeing him appear, Yun Nishang also approached,
And most of the people around can't see Mr. Jiang's "consciousness of the dead" contained in his charm.

The old man wiped his eyelids with some gel-like ointment,

He also vaguely saw that Su Wu was holding a cloud of chaotic shadows in his hands,

"I really got it back..." the old man muttered to himself.

Su Wu held the consciousness of the dead, and brought it close to the forehead of Mr. Jiang's corpse——

The young adults around stopped carrying coffin lids,

Seeing Su Wu's actions, they wanted to reprimand, but they were afraid of the unintentional aura revealed by the other party, so they dared not open their mouths to reprimand.

Fortunately, Second Master Jiang stopped everyone in time.

Avoid embarrassing situations for everyone.

Second Master Jiang wanted to ask Su Wu something,
Seeing Su Wu's serious expression at this moment, he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Jiang Yingying saw Su Wu reaching out to her grandfather's face, and only then did she realize that there was another person beside her. The moment she turned her head and saw that the person next to her was Su Wu, the girl burst into tears again.

Su Wu held the consciousness of the dead in his palm,
The consciousness of the dead poured into Mr. Jiang's forehead like a trickle.

He had no time to pay attention to the crying woman beside him, his mental energy covered Mr. Jiang's body, and he could easily 'see' that as the consciousness of the dead poured into Mr. Jiang's eyebrows, all the decayed and dead organs of the other party began to recover.

It's like spring returning to the earth!

This kind of medically impossible thing happened right now in front of Su Wu!
But the consciousness of the dead circulated in Mr. Jiang's body,

After restoring his various bodily organs to function,
He still hasn't woken up.

Those consciousnesses circulated in Mr. Jiang's body, scurrying around like headless chickens, lacking a correct guidance, they were muddled.

Seeing this situation,

Su Wu suddenly had a thought,
The energy between his eyebrows gushed out, covering Mr. Jiang's body,

And then vibrate the mind energy,

Gather into one thought: "Wake up!"

this voice,
From Su Wu's thoughts,

But it was heard clearly by the few people beside him who were closer to him!

In a word,
Mr. Jiang in the coffin really slowly opened his eyes!
(End of this chapter)