My master is invincible

Chapter 60

Comfort Joyce, I came to Wang Jie, because of the natal Gu, her complexion became ruddy, she looked much better than before, and her breathing gradually calmed down, I found a brush and dipped some black dog Blood began to smear her face.

I didn't have much talent for drawing since I was a child, and I couldn't even draw the most basic straight lines. The artist can imagine it. I scribbled on her face, and finally I'm done. Ding Qing looked at her face, which was black and numb. , very ugly, very ugly, not to mention people seeing this face, I am afraid even ghosts will be shocked when they see this face.

Putting away the writing brush, I asked the middle-aged woman to take off Wang Jie's clothes, then poured dog blood from head to toe, and then put on the shroud I had prepared for her.

The shroud was bought on the spur of the moment and didn't fit very well, and it was a bit too big to wear. I tied up the sleeves and trousers with black rope, and tied a hemp rope around her waist, and tied the hemp rope into a bow.

As soon as everything was ready, Pharaoh came with seven or eight immortals. They were all acquaintances, and Mr. Gao was among them. When they saw me, they asked, "Anyone from the city wants to be buried in the countryside?"

I shook my head, pointed to Wang Jie who was lying aside, and said, "This time we are burying a living person, are you confident?"

"What? You're crazy, bury a living person!" Lao Wang screamed, and looked in the direction of my finger. It didn't matter, Lao Wang stepped back several steps, trembling: "Is this so?" Damn stuff."

"Living people, there is still a breath. What we are going to do this time is a living burial, which can be regarded as saving lives!" I roughly told Lao Wang and the others about Wang Jie's situation.

After listening to my simple narration, they agreed without further ado, but Mr. Gao was a little worried. He said, "Chen Baxian, this living burial is not a joke. If you don't have proper etiquette, you will be arrested by ghost guards. What about us?" The Eight Immortals have become murderers, and the crime is heinous."

I gave up and said, "I have a sense of proportion in this matter, and I will definitely not harm you."

These Eight Immortals are very familiar with me, and they know my character more or less. After hearing what I said, they didn't say anything else, they went to the main house to carry the coffin to the main room, and prepared to put Wang Jie in it. coffin.

Living burials cannot allow the coffin to fall to the ground, so I found two long wooden benches and placed them in the middle of the main room, and asked Pharaoh and the Eight Immortals to place the coffin on them. On the photos of Wang Jie and the three animals. (Eight Immortals table, square, 1.2 meters in length, width and height.)
After finishing all this, I put some things into the coffin according to the normal burial ceremony, the only difference is that the things put in have been baptized with the blood of black dogs, and everything is pitch black.

If it wasn't for the lighting, from a distance, this thing would not look like a coffin, but a large piece of solid black wood. From this we can see how dark the inside of the coffin is.

"Don't keep anyone in the main room, come out with me, I have something to say!" I called out to the Eight Immortals in the main room.

"What's the matter? The coffin lid hasn't been fixed yet!" Walking out of the main room, Old Wang muttered.

I made a silent movement, looked at the coffin in the main room, and said: "The voice of a living burial is forbidden. Once the voice is made, the ghosts will find out that we are cheating, and all of us will be seduced. After being encoffined, no one in the main room is allowed to speak, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

Don't underestimate that talking is not allowed in the main room, but it is very difficult to actually do it. After all, staying in the main room is not a few minutes, but several hours. During this period, you have to do a lot of things. If you don't pay attention, you will start talking.

After I finished speaking, I saw their faces change. How could I not know their worries, so I said, "The price we negotiated with the host this time is [-], and you eight will share it. I don't want a penny. Just treat it as a good deed, and you don’t need to shirk it, it’s what you should earn.”

For 3000 yuan, the eight of them have an average income of more than 300 yuan, making more than 300 yuan a night, which is a good income.

They were stunned for a moment, and Old Wang said, "Jiu Yazi, besides these, are there any other taboos?"

I thought about it. The funeral scriptures say that living burials are similar to funerals, but there are a few steps that are slightly different, and there are more taboos. After all, ghosts and ghosts are not gods, and it is impossible for every funeral to be serious. After surveying, it is generally enough to pass, so I told Lao Wang, "There should be no more. As long as we handle the funeral properly, we can hide the ghost from the messenger, and the girl will be saved."

"It's so easy to save that girl?" Lao Wang questioned.

I don't know how to answer this question. This kind of living burial also varies from person to person. The yin virtues accumulated by each person's ancestors are not the same, and the effect will be very different. Wang Jie's ancestors should have accumulated a lot of yin virtues in the underworld, otherwise Wang Jie Cleaning the limbs will not breed turbidity.

What I need now is to go through Wang Jie's body according to the formal procedures, make the ghost messenger believe that she is dead, and then bury her in the ground for an hour, and let the vitality around the cemetery pour into her body, thereby activating her body. vitality.

It would be endless to explain this kind of thing, so I just nodded and said, "According to the logic, it should be able to save my life."

Lao Wang didn't say anything more, and after exchanging glances with each other, they nodded collectively, and it was considered that they had completely taken over the job.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and I was really afraid that they would leave the venue after they knew the taboo of living burials, and the coffin would really not be carried by then.

Afterwards, I asked Lao Wang to inform Wang Jie's family, told them some relevant matters, and asked them to tell the other two families in the village not to go out, and I will not be responsible if anything goes wrong.

After Old Wang left, I asked Mr. Gao and the others, "What else do you not understand?"

They shook their heads and said no more, I nodded, turned around and came to Wang Jie, I don't know if she can hear me, but I have to try, so I told her, "Don't be afraid when you see the dark, Go to sleep, and when you wake up, you will be able to talk and walk."

After finishing speaking, I asked Gao Lao and the Eight Immortals to help lift Wang Jie into the coffin. I was afraid that the first sound of the gong would startle her soul, so I found a butcher's knife and painted it all over. The black dog's blood was placed on Wang Jie's chest.

After being placed in the coffin, she looked very peaceful, and her limbs gradually stopped twitching. It must be the effect of Joyce's natal Gu. I covered her face with a piece of black paper, and then placed the coffin lid on the coffin. Above, it wasn't completely covered, revealing a fist-sized space for her to breathe.

After doing all this, I lighted a longevity lamp, a pair of candles, and three pillars of incense, and placed them under the coffin, on the head of the coffin, and on the table of the Eight Immortals. Then, I lit some yellow paper and bowed three times to the coffin. The yellow paper was burnt in the front, back, left and right of the coffin, as well as the four directions of the main room, southeast, northwest.

(End of this chapter)