ghost

Fu Jin is a fierce ghost, and he is not allowed to enter the mourning hall to keep his filial piety at will. If he guards next to the corpse, the dead souls may run home in a fright.

The thick white cloth filial curtain blocked his sight, and he couldn't see what was going on inside. After the first few screams and whimpers came out, he couldn't hear Fang Xia's voice again.

Fu Jin frowned, and couldn't help but took two steps towards the mourning hall, but finally stopped at the entrance of the mourning hall and did not set foot in the mourning hall.Fang Xia definitely wanted to see Ma Guangping's soul. He frightened Ma Guangping's soul from entering the mourning hall. Fang Xia was afraid he would blame him. He didn't want to make Fang Xia angry.

Fang Xia was guarding his master inside, and Fu Jin was waiting for Fang Xia outside.

The sound of the Taoist chanting scriptures and the low sobbing of the woman are glued together, and the whole Queshan Temple seems to be immersed in viscous sadness.

Ma Guangping's funeral was arranged with the help of the head of Queshan Village.

The village head is also surnamed Ma, but he is not related to Ma Guangping.Village head Ma was expecting Ma Guangping to preside over the ritual for the village next month, but he didn't want to wait for the news of Ma Guangping's death.

The news came suddenly that Ma Guangping did not have many relatives except his three apprentices, so the village head Ma hurried to the next town to hire a team of Taoist priests who specialize in funerals, and found a woman from the village to help mourners and some mourners. people.

Taoist priests are folk Taoist priests, not Taoist disciples in the true sense, so funerals follow the regulations of folk customs.

The body has to stay in the mourning hall for three days, and accept relatives and friends' confession before it can be encoffined.

Those who came to offer incense to Ma Guangping included villagers from Queshan Village and fellow Taoists who knew Ma Guangping well, some Fang Xia knew and some Fang Xia didn't.When someone came to offer incense before the coffin, he would thank him in a low voice, repeating mechanically and dully.

Fang Xia sat beside the filial curtain, guarding his master who was lying on the door panel, carefully watching the ever-burning lamp under the door panel.The ever-burning lamp is to guide the way for the dead, and by lighting the ever-burning lamp, the dead can find their way home.If the dead soul does not come back after three days of lingering, it means that the dead soul has lost its way, and it is necessary to wait for the seventh day to summon the soul, forcibly call the dead soul back, and then send it on the road.

In the evening, the number of people offering incense gradually decreased, and when no one came, Fang Xia's two senior brothers went to order some Taoist priests who chanted scriptures, leaving Fang Xia alone by the filial curtain of the mourning hall.Fang Xia looked at the dancing flames of the ever-burning lamp, and asked Fu Jin who was standing outside the door hoarsely, "Master...has he come back?"

Fu Jin glanced in the direction of the Taoist temple gate, and whispered to Fang Xia: [Not yet. ]

Fang Xia glanced outside with his red eyes, and asked in an almost whispering voice, "Brother, they clearly called Master all the way back, why didn't Master come back?"

Fang Xia has been very quiet these two days, rarely speaking.It was rare for him to speak, and Fu Jin wanted to lead him to say a few more words.

[Perhaps your master came back early and just wanted to hang around, so he didn't go home right away. ] Fu Jin thought for a while and said.

"Master is indeed a person who likes to run around..."

[Don't worry, today is only the second day of the vigil. ] Fu Jin comforted in a warm voice.

Fang Xia responded lightly, and didn't speak again.

When the night fell, three people came from a distance from the mountain gate, and before anyone approached, Fu Jin frowned.

Of the three people walking straight towards the mourning hall, Geng Wenqiu was at the front.Following Geng Wenqiu was Wang Ke, whom Fang Xia also knew, and a middle-aged man with a plaster cast on his right arm.

What happened to Ma Guangping was roughly explained by Fang Xia's two senior brothers, and Fu Jin happened to hear it not far away.

The Geng family accepted the entrustment of the D city municipal government to solve the disappearance of several D city citizens after entering Taihe Mountain.However, things were not as simple as Geng's family imagined. Mount Taihe was actually set up as a feng shui bureau.

The feng shui bureau is similar to but different from the lost array, which will make people lose their way, but unlike the lost track, there are no rules to follow, but with the help of mountains, rivers, and stars. Vientiane runs without any rules.The layout person can use the traction left in the mountain to get in and out during the layout, but it is extremely difficult for others to crack.The Geng family was not good at magic circles, not to mention such a complicated Feng Shui situation, so they had to ask Ma Guangping for help.

Ma Guangping went to see the feng shui bureau, and found that the feng shui bureau was not like a simple lost circle, which only had the effect of disorienting people, but a very dangerous murder bureau.After a person enters, if he cannot get out within a certain period of time, he will die inside.Ma Guangping studied for two days, but he was not sure of breaking the situation.So he asked the Geng family to notify the municipal government to temporarily block Taihe Mountain, and he asked someone for help.

However, that night, before Ma Guangping had time to leave, the non-Geng family members who were with the Geng family hurried over to ask for help. The Geng family entered Taihe Mountain and hadn't come out for almost an hour.Ma Guangping immediately went to the mountain to save people, but the Geng family was rescued, but Ma Guangping died at the foot of Mount Taihe.

Ma Guangping was implicated to death by the Geng family, and Fang Xia hated the Geng family the most now.People are still in grief, seeing the Geng family resentment and emotional ups and downs hurts the most, Fu Jin doesn't want Fang Xia to see the Geng family being stimulated.

Fu Jin just took a step forward, intending to stop Geng Wenqiu.However, Fang Xia, who was in the mourning hall, continued to work as the lighting for the funeral stand in the front yard. Before Geng Wenqiu and the others reached the gate of the mourning hall, he recognized the person who had come, and Fu Jin rushed out.

"What are you doing here?" Fang Xia stood at the door of the mourning hall, blocked Geng Wenqiu's path, stared at her coldly, and asked in a hoarse voice.

Geng Wenqiu stopped and looked at Fang Xia for a while. There was no special expression on her face, but her gaze lowered.

"I'm here to offer incense to my old friend." Geng Wenqiu said in a low voice.

"Incense?" Fang Xia pulled the corner of her mouth, "Didn't my master be killed by your Geng family? What qualifications do you have to offer incense to him?"

Standing behind Geng Wenqiu, the middle-aged man with plaster on his right arm frowned and argued, "What do you know? Daoist Wen Shi was plotted against when he took me out of the mountain..."

"Yizong!" Geng Wenqiu turned around and scolded.

The middle-aged man shut up.

Fang Xia's gaze turned towards the middle-aged man.

"You were the person my master went to the mountain to save?" Fang Xia stared at him with red eyes and asked in a hoarse voice.

Geng Yizong avoided Fang Xia's sight in embarrassment, did not speak, but acquiesced.

"Who is the person who plotted against my master?" Fang Xia naturally cared more about the real culprit than the person who implicated Ma Guangping.

"You don't want to get involved in this matter, our Geng family will certainly seek justice for Wen Shi." Geng Wenqiu answered.

"My master died in the mystical circle?" Fang Xia turned to stare at Geng Wenqiu and asked.

"So what if you know? To avenge your master? What do you use to avenge?" Geng Wenqiu raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Jin, "Using Fu Jin? Don't you hate that our Geng family uses Fu Jin as a tool?" Is it? What? Did you just say some pretty words?"

Fang Xia stared at Geng Wenqiu, her face was purple, and her chest heaved violently.

Fu Jin hurried over, raised her hand to support Fang Xia, and swept towards Geng Wenqiu with her long and narrow eyes, carrying a frost blade, and the restrained yin energy also dispersed, causing the surrounding temperature to drop suddenly.

Geng Wenqiu took a step back, looking at Fu Jin with unconcealable surprise.

She knew that Fu Jin had an unusual attitude towards Fang Xia, but she never knew that Fu Jin would defend Fang Xia like this.With his attitude, he was obviously threatening her.

Geng Wenqiu did not speak again, bowed deeply to the gate of the mourning hall, then turned and left.Geng Yizong also hugged the plastered arm, bowed towards the gate of the mourning hall, then turned around and hurriedly followed Geng Wenqiu's footsteps.After Wang Ke saluted to the mourning hall, he hesitated for a while, and said to Fang Xia: "Fang Xia, don't blame Mrs. Geng, she is afraid that you will be in danger if you enter the mysterious circle recklessly, so she will say such a thing .Your master's matter, please condolences."

It wasn't until Geng Wenqiu and the others walked away that Fang Xia breathed slowly, his figure swayed, and was supported by an invisible force.Fang Xia looked back and found that Fu Jin was supporting him with both hands, and was looking at him worriedly.

"Fu Jin..." Fang Xia called out.

[Don't care about Geng Wenqiu's words, who is using me and who is treating me with sincerity, I know it in my heart. ]

"Yeah." Fang Xia nodded, and the whole person became ashen and dead again, and slowly turned and walked back, "I'll go to the mourning hall and wait for Master to come back."

Seeing Fang Xia's back step by step, Fu Jin raised his hand and pressed it on his chest - this place felt like being pulled and hurt again.

After the three-day wake, Ma Guangping's body was buried.

The ever-burning lamp went out, but Ma Guangping's soul has not returned.

The next morning, he left for the funeral.

Leading flags lead the way, followed by the coffin, followed by Shan Yichun holding Ma Guangping's memorial tablet, helping Ding Ming with a black umbrella, Fang Xia with a funeral stick, followed by a Taoist priest playing funeral music.Paper money was scattered along the way, and Ma Guangping's body was sent up the mountain, where it was buried in the cemetery not far from Fang Xia's mother.

Today, Ma Guangping's soul still hasn't returned.

The first seven, did not return.

Twenty-seven, did not return.

Thirty-seven...

Forty seven...

57. In the front yard of the Taoist temple, the Taoist priests set up tables, umbrellas, and spirit seats, and set up a lookout platform to summon souls to look at the hometown.Ma Guangping's soul still hasn't returned.

At dawn, the Wangxiang Terrace was withdrawn, the Taoist priests ended, and Fang Xia's two senior brothers entertained them in the courtyard.Fang Xia walked slowly to the backyard alone.

"May [-] has passed, and Master still hasn't come back." Standing in the shadow under the trees in the courtyard, Fang Xia said to Fu Jin who was following up.

Fu Jin stood silently behind Fang Xia without speaking.

"If you forcibly call back the soul, but you still can't get back the dead soul, there are two reasons. One, the dead soul is detained, and it is difficult to respond; two, the dead soul is scattered, and the world does not exist. I read these in the ancient books Geng Shudan gave me. Yes." Fang Xia laughed, "Fu Jin, do you think it's strange? With so much content, why did I just remember this paragraph?"