Daoist Liyue, I live in the Hall of Rebirth!

"Ok?"

Didn't those people say they were going to hold a funeral banquet?That must be dead.

How come no one came?

Chapter 12 Rules for Asking God

Right now, no one can answer this question for him, and in the final analysis, it has nothing to do with Shen Ming.

Until the evening, when most of them have gone home to rest.

The Hall of Rebirth is open.

Shen Ming gave up thinking about this matter, and instead practiced the seven-star step in the living room of the hall.

During the few days of working with Zhongli, after Shen Ming's insinuations, he has vaguely grasped Zhongli's attitude.

Of course, he didn't directly ask such stupid questions as to whether you are the rock god, but expressed his admiration for the rock king in the chat.

As a person of Liyue, is it reasonable to admire Emperor Yanwang?It makes sense.

Then he asked about the life of Emperor Yanwang and his philosophy in every corner and corner.

Don't think it's just an insincere question, but as the saying goes, there are times when Mr. Zhongli is tricked when faced with the knowledge of another world.

You must know that a god's life, god's name, and god's concept are essential elements when submitting the form for opening the altar.

Shen Ming has already started to prepare for the future spell of inviting gods.

The biggest feature of Magic Magic Gate is that it can invite all kinds of strange gods, and Liuding Liujia God is only a part of them.

Many creatures can be controlled by command spells, but one of them is the strongest and the most troublesome, and that is to invite the gods.

Rituals of acquired people are more complicated, Shen Ming has innate qi in his body, so he can ignore them, but there are some things that cannot be omitted.

As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning, and the first step is to invite the Lord God.

Even though gods will have all kinds of beautiful wishes, they will take the initiative to help people under special circumstances, and have achieved many myths, but in most cases, gods prefer to act in their own way. They don't like to be ordered by people. How to restrain these gods Doing things according to your own ideas has become a problem.

So the first step is to invite a god who can control the scene. You don’t need to be there in person, you just need something that can represent the god’s token, aura, divine power, etc., for example, a statue, or a symbol of the main god.

The premise is that it has been opened, that is, it is really effective.

Emperor Yanwang is the god of contract. After some research by Shen Ming, he found that he was almost the best one among the seven righteous gods in Tivat.

The one in Mond is too free. He went up to burn incense on his side, but he might not be willing to come down if he received it on the other side.

Inazuma, who is used to power, is definitely not a good thing for the god-inviting god who is too powerful.

The god of Fontaine is a good candidate, but Shen Ming doesn't know the name of the god, his life, etc. This form is like writing a letter, you don't know the name of the person, who do you send it to?

The same goes for the other gods, so don't make trouble with them if you don't know their names. Among the two righteous gods known, Morax is the friendliest.

It's not that Shen Ming is obsessed with the Seven Gods or something, but that when inviting the gods, there must be a main god present, otherwise you won't be able to control the situation.

During the conversation with Zhongli, Shen Ming understood one thing, that is, as long as a fair contract is followed, the Emperor Yanwang doesn't care who is calling his name.

Isn't this a natural candidate for town?

After inviting the Lord God, burn incense and put it on the table, tell the god what trouble you have encountered and how you hope to solve it, praise again, and finally thank you at the end. During the period, you must have spells, rhythms, libretto and so on.

After the god you invited has come, it is the step that Shen Ming is practicing now.

Step up and fight.

Burning incense on the table is to write a letter to God, and then stepping on the road is self-introduction + assigning tasks, and stepping on the road must be accompanied by handprints, handprints are self-introduction and identification, what are you doing, who are you ordering me on behalf of, all this reflects in the handprint.

And the seven-star step, or to put it more generally, is the gang step and the Yu step. This is to assign tasks to the gods. In the nine palaces, which house you go to represents the direction the god is going to, and what actions you do in that house. , which represents what God will do and do after he goes there.

If the request is more complicated, it is to add a spell, and when you take a step, you will wear a thunder talisman. Whichever palace you go to, it means that the god will use the sky thunder to kill evil spirits after going to that position.

Bring a fire talisman, and burn everything; bring a wind chime, and borrow the wind; bring clean water, and a great flood will fall from the sky...

If you achieve this step, ordinary gods will look at the face you put on as the main god and do what you say. If you really want to refuse to give face, you will not be able to do it even if you invite someone.

After inviting the gods, you must remember to send the gods off. If you don’t send them back respectfully, you will be in bad luck. After sending them back to the gods, according to the contract with the emperor, it should be completed.

The contract must be completed, otherwise why would the emperor help you suppress the situation.

Throughout the process, the head of the command symbol of the spell must be under the name of the god, which means to issue orders in the name of the god, not to order the god in my name.

After all, this is asking God. It’s fine if you order ghosts and evil spirits, but you still want to order God?Who are you giving the edict to?

You see God ignores you.

However, in some cases, if there is a god who likes to watch dances or something, he can use the imperial command charm to invite some little ghosts and demons to come and dance.

Just when Shen Ming was practicing Yu Bu in full swing, a guest finally came to the Hall of Rebirth.

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"Sir, your process is wrong. In fact, after taking down the wooden sign and writing the requirements, we can come to the door to complete the service according to the requirements. There is no need to stay longer at this moment."

"Oh, it's all the same, it's all the same, I took the wooden sign, here it is." The man handed the wooden sign to Miss Yiguan, "But can you hurry up?"

"Uh...you don't need cremation, you just need Feng Shui to find out where to be buried?" Miss Yiguan glanced at the wooden sign and looked at the guest in front of her strangely.

"Yes, can you do it?" The man said nervously, "The kind that can arrive today or tomorrow."

"It was quite troublesome before, and I couldn't watch it if the hall master was not around, but it's okay now, we have another guest."

"Mr. Shen Ming, Mr. Shen Ming?" Miss Yiwan called into the living room.

"Here we are, what's the matter?" Shen Ming ran over with strange steps, seeming to follow a certain rhythm.

"This gentleman doesn't need cremation business, but he needs feng shui. Let us help him choose a good place to be buried." Regarding Shen Ming's strange behavior, the fellow disciples of the Hall of Death have seen a lot these days, so Not surprised.

"Oh? Why is there such a strange request?" Shen Ming looked over upon hearing this, and was instantly startled.

"You are the one from Manmin Hall at noon..."

"Uh, you also had dinner at Wanmin Tang at noon?" The man was also surprised.

"I was right there at the time. To be honest, when you said there was going to be a funeral banquet, the man standing at the front looked really bad. I thought there was going to be a fight."

"That's...he really has a bad temper." The man smiled wryly, "And the dead person is his mother, please understand."

"You want to be a good friend?"

"Right." The man nodded.

"Okay, when?" Shen Ming asked.

"Just start tomorrow, but today we have a banquet..." As he spoke, the man looked at the clock in the Hall of Resurrection, "It's not too late, please show me your respect."

"You guys are starting to eat banquets before you are buried?"

"Doesn't it look grand? We want to keep it on until the burial." The man laughed dryly.

Shen Ming twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at the sky.

After 11 o'clock in the evening, it is indeed not too late.

"Okay, then I'll follow. Also, next time the wooden sign is handed over to the Hall of Rebirth, you can leave. You don't need to go through so much trouble."

"No next time, no next time."

Chapter 13 The Royal Mansion

Liyue Wang family.

This is a big family. It was once rich in the ancestors. Although it is now in decline, some things are still preserved.

Walking at night in the middle of the night, the man leading the way is in front, and Shen Ming follows closely behind.

The man's name is Qian Liang. He is a housekeeper hired by the Wang family. He usually manages some trivial daily affairs. He is in his 30s this year.

According to him, Mr. Wang's wife died yesterday, and Mr. Wang was hit hard.

What happened in the middle, Qian Liang didn't say anything, anyway, he held a banquet in a muddleheaded manner, and invited many relatives of the Wang family.

"Sir, we're here." Qian Liang said.

Shen Ming raised his head, this is the suburb of Liyue.

The place in the center of Liyue Harbor is really very expensive. With the Wang family's current financial resources, they may not even be able to afford a toilet.

And this house in the suburbs is also the legacy of the ancestors.

Due to frequent refurbishments, this compound, which has gone through at least a hundred years, looks no different from the newly built ones in recent years.

"It's you?!"

Hearing the sound, Shen Ming turned his head, and a girl with blue hair was holding a rolling pin and looked at Shen Ming in surprise.

"Master Mao's daughter?"

"It's me, my name is Xiangling, why are you here?" Xiangling trotted over.

"The old lady of the Wang family has died. I'll show it to others and pick a good place to bury her."

"You are... Mr. Yin Yang?" Xiangling said in a low voice.

"No, no, no, I'm regular, and now I'm the guest of the Xiangshengtang, do you need business?"

Mr. Yin Yang is a self-professed occupation in Liyue, and his business depends entirely on contacts. If you don't know people, you can't even get a job. Most of them exist in the Qingcezhuang area.

Xiangshengtang is much stronger than Mr. Yinyang's personal behavior, and has a lot of popularity in Liyue.

"Uh, forget it, I'm still young." Xiangling took two steps back and waved her hands quickly.

"Okay, I won't fool you anymore. How are you? Are you tired here?" Shen Ming smiled and stepped into the door, "There must be quite a lot of people. We want to make such a big banquet."

"What is this? Every few days during the Chinese New Year, Wanmintang is much busier than this, and that's when it's really so busy." Xiangling wiped her nose confidently.

"There are not many people in his royal family, so it's trivial."

After entering the door, white silk was hung on every corner of the living room, and a photo of the old lady was placed in the innermost part.

Eternal lights, fruits and everything are available, but there is no coffin.

Although it was very impolite, Shen Ming still wondered where the old lady's bones were.

"Xiang Ling, have you seen the old lady's coffin?" Shen Ming asked softly.

Xiang Ling shook his head.

Forget it, don't think about the business of the Pastoral Hall at this time, just complete the commission honestly.

Shen Ming finally gave up the idea of ​​soliciting customers for the Hall of Death.

Shen Ming didn't know anyone in the entire Wang family, so he stood in the corner with Xiang Ling. Not long after, the middle-aged man with a gloomy face came out at noon, followed by an old man on crutches.

When seeing that old man, Shen Ming and Xiang Ling were both startled.

His face was blue, his eyes were bloodshot, his lips were dry and bloodless, and he was trembling while leaning on a cane. He looked like he was about to die.

"This person..." Xiang Ling covered her mouth.

Shen Ming frowned, but didn't say anything.

"Father." The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly.

"Let's start." The old man's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his lungs, extremely unpleasant.

"Everyone, we were originally a family a hundred years ago. Today, the old lady passed away. We are all very sad, but for some reason, the funeral banquet will not be so extravagant. Tomorrow, with the help of the master, we will bury the old lady as soon as possible." This was said by Qian Liang who didn't know where to go after leading the way.

It was a family a hundred years ago. Qian Liang shouldn't have said this, but no one would say otherwise at this time.

"Master, master?" Qian Liang looked left and right, looking for Shen Ming's figure.

"Sir, sir, that's fine." Shen Ming stepped forward.

"Oh master, ah no, sir, you are here." Qian Liang said, "I will be buried tomorrow, sir, do you need to prepare anything?"

"That depends on how the burial was done. Speaking of which, what is the condition of the old lady's body?" Shen Ming said, "The body is intact, or has it been cremated?"

"It has been cremated."

"Then there is no need to be particular about it, just follow the normal procedure." Shen Ming waved his hand.

"That's fine, sir, you can do it yourself."

Shen Ming returned to the corner and watched the Wang family's affairs.