The next morning.
Azu Village.
Village chief’s home.
Qiao Ciguang brought Shi Wanli and four junior sisters to come together.
Originally, she wanted to come alone, but considering her experience yesterday, if she was not here, Shi Wanli and the four junior sisters might not have good luck again.
Therefore, I simply brought the five people together.
The affairs in the house were temporarily handed over to Fairy Yu Meng.
A foreigner, early.The old man with white beard and white hair heard the movement, looked around the room, immediately put down what he had in his hands and came out to greet him.
His attitude was much warmer than yesterday, and his expression seemed to be very grateful to Qiao Ciguang and others.
Qiao Ciguang was a little confused, but the important thing was important, so he immediately asked: I dare to ask when the funeral will begin? If we want to watch the ceremony, what should we pay attention to?
The village chief said: Don’t worry, girl, the funeral will begin at noon.However, the owner’s house is not a person related to it, so it is best not to go in.If you want to watch the ceremony, you can do whatever you want.When they are ready, the funeral team will pass by the door of every household in the village.
But girls, remember not to have any contact with the team, let alone speak.
Qiao Ciguang nodded thoughtfully. They did not go to the old Xu family who was holding the funeral in the morning, but came to find the village chief because something happened to Shi Wanli when he entered the old Xu family yesterday.
Stay here now.She immediately sent a message to Shi Wanli and the four junior sisters. When the team of mourning etiquette passed by, we would follow.
When the five people heard this, they nodded without any expression.
So, at the invitation of the village chief, they sat down in the main hall and started chatting with the village chief.
But the village chief was very strict and talked about gossip about farming. He never mentioned the origin of the village and even the affairs in the village...
At this moment, the door of Lao Xu's house was closed and the green couplets were as bright as new.
An old woman, with a hunched back, carrying a bamboo basket covered with black cloth, took four men in different outfits and walked to the door with a staggering pace.
This old woman is the mourner who lives along the river.
These four men were casual cultivators specially selected by Fairy Yu Meng, and they were both childlike, and their cultivation was only in the Qi training stage.
At present, these four casual cultivators don’t know what happened yesterday. Fairy Yu Meng only told them that following this mourner to do things is Qiao Zhenchuan’s order!
This floating island is too strange. The difference between their real strength between their wandering cultivators and their disciples in the sect was very different.
Not to mention, they have not yet established a foundation.
Now only by following Su Zhentian's high footsteps can you have a glimmer of hope.
Nowadays, naturally, I dare not disobey Qiao Ciguang's order. Moreover, Su Zhentian is a famous family and has a reputation. He has never had a record of harming a casual cultivator.
Therefore, they dared to take the risk.
The door was right in front of me, but the mourner had no intention of pushing the door in at all. Instead, he carefully put down the bamboo basket in his hand, and then uncovered the black cloth and took out a pair of living geese.
The pair of geese's feathers were bright, and their bodies were tied firmly by woven colorful silk ribbons. Even the bird's beaks were entangled several times and could not be chirped.
The beggar's expression was solemn, with a little nervousness.
She held the pair of geese in both hands, gently placed them on the threshold in front of the closed door, and took out two bells from her arms. The bells were originally stuffed inside and could not make a sound.
At this moment, the mourner pulled out the stuffed cloth, hung the bell on the geese's neck, and then whispered: Kneel down.
As he said that, he took the lead and thumped, kneeled down, bowed deeply, and his forehead directly touched the ground.
Seeing this, the four casual cultivators looked at each other, but soon, they knelt on the ground and pasted mud on their foreheads.
A gentle bell sound was heard in a short while.
It seemed like someone was fiddling casually, and then the bell became louder and louder, and even began to be mixed with the painful chirping of the geese.
The four casual cultivators were secretly shocked. How did the geese chirp even though they were clearly tied to the bird's beak?
They wanted to look up, but they thought about the strangeness of this village, and they didn't dare.
After a long time, the sound of bells and geese gradually disappeared. The mourner waited for a while, until he heard the door creaking and opened, he breathed a sigh of relief. He got up and said: Okay, let's go in.
Mother-in-law, is this?The four casual cultivators stood up and glanced across the threshold, but saw that the geese and the bell were gone. However, a few blood-stained feathers fell by the threshold, causing their pupils to shrink.
The four of them looked at each other and asked tentatively.
The mourner sighed and said: This is the rule in the village. You cannot break into an empty room unless you take the initiative to invite an empty room...
Otherwise, whoever enters the Xu family will die.
She had no intention of explaining in detail, shook her head, crossed the threshold, and walked into the house.
The four casual cultivators frowned, but followed.
The mourner did not stay in the main house and went straight to the backyard with clear goals.
In the backyard, three coffins are placed quietly.
She was not surprised by this scene at all. She put down the bamboo basket in her hand and took out a bag. After opening it, it was a bright red wedding dress, two sets of water-red skirts, and some rouge and gouache used to dress up.
You open the lid of the coffin and I will tidy up their appearance.The mourner picked up the powder hairpin and ring and instructed the four casual cultivators.
The casual cultivators did not respond to the corpses. After all, as monks, many dead people saw them, and the corpses of mortals could not arouse their interest at all.
But when I saw what was in her hand, I was quite surprised. I wore a red wedding dress for funerals?Wearing a hairpin and a bead flower?
But when the mourning woman was urging, the four of them opened the lids of the three coffins as they said, and watched the mourning woman dress up the body in the coffin in turn.
Her movements were very skillful, and her hands and feet were not as sharp as those of her age, but despite her efforts to hide her expression, she still felt nervous and fear.
Four casual cultivators stood aside, looking at this scene, their hearts were slightly awe-inspiring, and they always felt that this task did not seem as lightly as Fairy Yumeng said...
But now, they dare not leave without authorization.
At this moment, the mourner said: You have to put on makeup, you can help you get up and it’s time to comb your hair.
As she said, she took out a comb with gold inlaid inlays from her bag. The comb was about the size of a palm, and it was gorgeously incompatible with her hands full of old-spots and the simple surroundings.
So much so that the four casual cultivators couldn't help but take a look, and then they found that there were many runes engraved on the comb, which was a magic weapon!
Magic weapons actually appear in such places!
Moreover, it is in the hands of an old mortal woman with no cultivation?
The four casual cultivators were greedy for a moment, and their eyes touched the three mortal corpses before calming down. They exchanged glances and decided to wait until the crying was completed before making plans.
At this moment, the mourner stood behind the little girl who was first helped up, combing her withered hair with a magic weapon comb, while singing in a crying voice: One comb to the end of her hair, two combs with white hair and eyebrows, three combs with children and grandchildren all over the ground, four combs with permanent knots, five combs with happy husbands and sisters-in-law, six combs with good fortune, seven combs with good fortune, eight combs with one book and one book, nine combs with good food and a hundred flavors, ten combs with no taboos.
After finishing the tenth stroke, the dead little girl suddenly opened her eyes!
Azu Village.
Village chief’s home.
Qiao Ciguang brought Shi Wanli and four junior sisters to come together.
Originally, she wanted to come alone, but considering her experience yesterday, if she was not here, Shi Wanli and the four junior sisters might not have good luck again.
Therefore, I simply brought the five people together.
The affairs in the house were temporarily handed over to Fairy Yu Meng.
A foreigner, early.The old man with white beard and white hair heard the movement, looked around the room, immediately put down what he had in his hands and came out to greet him.
His attitude was much warmer than yesterday, and his expression seemed to be very grateful to Qiao Ciguang and others.
Qiao Ciguang was a little confused, but the important thing was important, so he immediately asked: I dare to ask when the funeral will begin? If we want to watch the ceremony, what should we pay attention to?
The village chief said: Don’t worry, girl, the funeral will begin at noon.However, the owner’s house is not a person related to it, so it is best not to go in.If you want to watch the ceremony, you can do whatever you want.When they are ready, the funeral team will pass by the door of every household in the village.
But girls, remember not to have any contact with the team, let alone speak.
Qiao Ciguang nodded thoughtfully. They did not go to the old Xu family who was holding the funeral in the morning, but came to find the village chief because something happened to Shi Wanli when he entered the old Xu family yesterday.
Stay here now.She immediately sent a message to Shi Wanli and the four junior sisters. When the team of mourning etiquette passed by, we would follow.
When the five people heard this, they nodded without any expression.
So, at the invitation of the village chief, they sat down in the main hall and started chatting with the village chief.
But the village chief was very strict and talked about gossip about farming. He never mentioned the origin of the village and even the affairs in the village...
At this moment, the door of Lao Xu's house was closed and the green couplets were as bright as new.
An old woman, with a hunched back, carrying a bamboo basket covered with black cloth, took four men in different outfits and walked to the door with a staggering pace.
This old woman is the mourner who lives along the river.
These four men were casual cultivators specially selected by Fairy Yu Meng, and they were both childlike, and their cultivation was only in the Qi training stage.
At present, these four casual cultivators don’t know what happened yesterday. Fairy Yu Meng only told them that following this mourner to do things is Qiao Zhenchuan’s order!
This floating island is too strange. The difference between their real strength between their wandering cultivators and their disciples in the sect was very different.
Not to mention, they have not yet established a foundation.
Now only by following Su Zhentian's high footsteps can you have a glimmer of hope.
Nowadays, naturally, I dare not disobey Qiao Ciguang's order. Moreover, Su Zhentian is a famous family and has a reputation. He has never had a record of harming a casual cultivator.
Therefore, they dared to take the risk.
The door was right in front of me, but the mourner had no intention of pushing the door in at all. Instead, he carefully put down the bamboo basket in his hand, and then uncovered the black cloth and took out a pair of living geese.
The pair of geese's feathers were bright, and their bodies were tied firmly by woven colorful silk ribbons. Even the bird's beaks were entangled several times and could not be chirped.
The beggar's expression was solemn, with a little nervousness.
She held the pair of geese in both hands, gently placed them on the threshold in front of the closed door, and took out two bells from her arms. The bells were originally stuffed inside and could not make a sound.
At this moment, the mourner pulled out the stuffed cloth, hung the bell on the geese's neck, and then whispered: Kneel down.
As he said that, he took the lead and thumped, kneeled down, bowed deeply, and his forehead directly touched the ground.
Seeing this, the four casual cultivators looked at each other, but soon, they knelt on the ground and pasted mud on their foreheads.
A gentle bell sound was heard in a short while.
It seemed like someone was fiddling casually, and then the bell became louder and louder, and even began to be mixed with the painful chirping of the geese.
The four casual cultivators were secretly shocked. How did the geese chirp even though they were clearly tied to the bird's beak?
They wanted to look up, but they thought about the strangeness of this village, and they didn't dare.
After a long time, the sound of bells and geese gradually disappeared. The mourner waited for a while, until he heard the door creaking and opened, he breathed a sigh of relief. He got up and said: Okay, let's go in.
Mother-in-law, is this?The four casual cultivators stood up and glanced across the threshold, but saw that the geese and the bell were gone. However, a few blood-stained feathers fell by the threshold, causing their pupils to shrink.
The four of them looked at each other and asked tentatively.
The mourner sighed and said: This is the rule in the village. You cannot break into an empty room unless you take the initiative to invite an empty room...
Otherwise, whoever enters the Xu family will die.
She had no intention of explaining in detail, shook her head, crossed the threshold, and walked into the house.
The four casual cultivators frowned, but followed.
The mourner did not stay in the main house and went straight to the backyard with clear goals.
In the backyard, three coffins are placed quietly.
She was not surprised by this scene at all. She put down the bamboo basket in her hand and took out a bag. After opening it, it was a bright red wedding dress, two sets of water-red skirts, and some rouge and gouache used to dress up.
You open the lid of the coffin and I will tidy up their appearance.The mourner picked up the powder hairpin and ring and instructed the four casual cultivators.
The casual cultivators did not respond to the corpses. After all, as monks, many dead people saw them, and the corpses of mortals could not arouse their interest at all.
But when I saw what was in her hand, I was quite surprised. I wore a red wedding dress for funerals?Wearing a hairpin and a bead flower?
But when the mourning woman was urging, the four of them opened the lids of the three coffins as they said, and watched the mourning woman dress up the body in the coffin in turn.
Her movements were very skillful, and her hands and feet were not as sharp as those of her age, but despite her efforts to hide her expression, she still felt nervous and fear.
Four casual cultivators stood aside, looking at this scene, their hearts were slightly awe-inspiring, and they always felt that this task did not seem as lightly as Fairy Yumeng said...
But now, they dare not leave without authorization.
At this moment, the mourner said: You have to put on makeup, you can help you get up and it’s time to comb your hair.
As she said, she took out a comb with gold inlaid inlays from her bag. The comb was about the size of a palm, and it was gorgeously incompatible with her hands full of old-spots and the simple surroundings.
So much so that the four casual cultivators couldn't help but take a look, and then they found that there were many runes engraved on the comb, which was a magic weapon!
Magic weapons actually appear in such places!
Moreover, it is in the hands of an old mortal woman with no cultivation?
The four casual cultivators were greedy for a moment, and their eyes touched the three mortal corpses before calming down. They exchanged glances and decided to wait until the crying was completed before making plans.
At this moment, the mourner stood behind the little girl who was first helped up, combing her withered hair with a magic weapon comb, while singing in a crying voice: One comb to the end of her hair, two combs with white hair and eyebrows, three combs with children and grandchildren all over the ground, four combs with permanent knots, five combs with happy husbands and sisters-in-law, six combs with good fortune, seven combs with good fortune, eight combs with one book and one book, nine combs with good food and a hundred flavors, ten combs with no taboos.
After finishing the tenth stroke, the dead little girl suddenly opened her eyes!
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