Priest of the Mysterious Resurrection

In the Fushou Garden, a simple mourning hall was built. The relatives and friends who came to mourn hurriedly walked, and retreated after a simple worship, allowing others to come forward.

This kind of scene doesn't look like mourning or missing the ancestors, but it's a bit like being late for work in the morning.

Liu Weiming stood at the gate of the mourning hall directing his family and staff, sweating slightly on his forehead.

He raised his head inadvertently, and saw Luo Yi standing in the distance, his eyes met, and he felt cold all over his body.

As the head of Liu's company, Liu Weiming can be regarded as a well-known figure. As a leader all the year round, he thinks that he is quite powerful. Most people will be suppressed by his aura in front of him and become submissive.

But when he faced Luo Yi, this situation was just reversed, because Luo Yi's eyes were more indifferent and domineering, as if his eyes turned invisible into substance, possessing tremendous power, making people subconsciously avoid and bow their heads , dare not look directly.

"I really don't understand why the same person can become so terrifying in just a second." Liu Weiming thought to himself.

"Actually, there's no need to give them an hour, just drive them away. This group of people will only delay our work here." Yang Jian looked on coldly and didn't like the Liu family. He came to the post office to deliver a letter, and then stopped him from carrying out his mission. It was considered kind of him not to kill them himself.

"If it was in Dahan City, I would have asked them to handle several funerals together." Sun Rui had a cold face, and he was worried about Liu Yuan pointing his finger at him.

He spoke unceremoniously, even a little harshly.

The Liu family who were a few meters away were so frightened that their bodies trembled, and they hurriedly ran away with their heads down.

Although bad, it is not difficult to understand.

Sun Rui is also a figure who covers the sky with one hand in Dahan City. Coupled with his supernatural power, this change in life level and the influence of evil spirits, he has long stopped paying attention to the life and death of ordinary people.

Luo Yi glanced at the two of them, and said bluntly: "Kill them all, you two go to carry the coffin, and go to the old lady's funeral. If the owner of the tomb is not back, how do you send the letter?"

Sun Rui took a step back quietly in fear, and put the dark-faced Yang Jian in front of him.

Luo Yi continued: "Since ancient times, there have been many taboos about weddings and funerals. The process can be simple and the time can be shortened, but the necessary steps must not be missing. Otherwise, no one knows if there will be any accidents!"

After hearing this, Sun Rui sneered resentfully, but obediently and reluctantly agreed, but Yang Jian was thoughtful, as if he had thought of something.

Luo Yi didn't expect that his words would help Yang Jian a lot in dealing with Zhang Dong's funeral.

He passed the two of them, and with a glimpse of Yang Jian and Sun Rui, he knew the whole leopard, and the sensitivity of the two in the face of supernatural events was judged.

"Character determines destiny. No wonder Sun Ruiming is the earliest ghost master, and his ability to control evil spirits is not bad, but he can't get a name at the headquarters, and Yang Jian is just a high school dropout, but he will become the future of the headquarters. rely."

Luck can only be strong for a while, and it is the heart and wisdom that determine the long-term.

In the middle of the mourning hall, the black and white portrait is eye-catching. Behind the photo frame, a black coffin is placed on a hollowed-out shelf, and white flowers are spread all around, creating a solemn and solemn atmosphere with a hint of sadness and weight.

Luo Yi looked up, a little gold in his eyes danced, his eyes froze, and his vision changed suddenly.

Inside the coffin, a dead body lay stiffly inside. It was an old woman in her 70s, wearing cloth shoes and a black shroud with the word "Fu". Two sallow and skinny palms were folded on her abdomen, and her neck was folded upwards. There are some old people's dark spots, dumb and gray hair spread out, deep sunken eye sockets on the face, the eyes are closed inside, white foundation is smeared on the face full of grooves, and blush is applied on the cheeks, covering the original Her disheveled look made her look less gloomy.

Luo Yi observed it calmly, his eyes were meticulous, and his heart was calm.

"There have been some changes in the corpse, but the supernatural phenomenon is not obvious." Luo Yi thought about it. It was only four hours since the death of the deceased, but the corpse had already formed rigor and corpse spots, which shows that Mrs. Liu It must have been contaminated with supernatural powers.

"But I didn't feel the existence of the evil spirit. Have you dealt with it?" Luo Yi speculated in his heart.

"What did you find?" Yang Jian came over and stood side by side.

"Just look at it." Luo Yi motioned to the coffin.

The skin on Yang Jian's hanging arm squirmed, and a crack appeared quietly. Through the gap in the cuff, the scarlet eyes rolled, exploring the coffin.

After a while, he frowned and said, "There is something wrong with the corpse, it stiffened too fast, too early."

"This is usually a phenomenon that occurs only when ghost masters and ghosts are revived, but neither before nor now have I found any signs of evil spirits on her body."

Sun Rui retorted: "If she is really a ghost master as we predicted, and she died for four hours, the evil ghost should have been revived long ago, and she will never stay in the coffin as obediently as she is now."

"Do you have an idea?" Yang Jian's eyes were sharp, and he noticed Luo Yi's flashing look.

"Maybe she was indeed a ghost master before." Luo Yi said.

"Before?" Yang Jian repeated, his mind turned, "It is indeed possible."

"What are you talking about?" Monk Sun Ruizhang was puzzled.

"It's just a guess, let's take a look." Luo Yi didn't answer, but withdrew from the mourning hall, leaving the remaining company time for the Liu family.

It is his responsibility as the captain to deal with supernatural events, and it is the right of his children and grandchildren to mourn the elderly.

It is true that most of his emotions and desires have been eroded by the spirit of evil spirits, but his humanity will not disappear along with it. On the contrary, some things will become more radiant after being polished.

This is also the reason why Meng Yi, Wei Xun, Xiang Qiang, etc., so many ghost masters are willing to die for him, and it is also the reason why more than [-] ghost masters in Yuzhou City were beheaded by Zhang Xianguang in one fell swoop, and the rest remained The reason why they are willing to unite closely and serve Luo Yi.

Luo Yi admits that he is not a good person. He is selfish and even speculates on others with the greatest malice. In this regard, he is no different from Yang Jian, Feng Quan, Zhao Kaiming and others, but he also has some Perseverance and the bottom line, this is also the biggest difference between him and other ghost masters.

Although the waiting time was boring, the three of them did not appear impatient at all and were full of patience.

Compared with the danger of facing supernatural events, this short moment of peace is actually a kind of enjoyment.

The relatives and friends who came to mourn gradually left. Amidst the mournful and sad cries, the coffin was lifted. Liu Weiming was holding the posthumous photo, accompanied by his wife and children.

Amid the tears and cries, the situation inside the coffin suddenly changed. The old lady Liu who had already put on her make-up, put on her clothes, and was buried in the coffin quietly opened her eyes at some point. In the process, the dead man's eyeballs rolled slightly.

With the coffin together, Luo Yi, Yang Jian, and Sun Rui were shocked.

The owner of tomb No. 78 is returning to his place! (end of this chapter)