My Weird Life

Vol 2 Chapter 506: "Wake up!" (2/2)

Chapter 506 "Wake up!" (22)

—like a knife light passing by without sound,

The phantom of the bride was cut in two,

The red threads entwining the thirty-four arms of the pitch-black Vajra Vajra were completely dispelled, and the thirty-four arms penetrated into the flames of resentment under the seat of the "Yinxi Stove King God", and grasped the consciousness of the dead of "Mr. Jiang"!

This moment!

Yinxi Stove King and His Honor trembled,

Cracks appeared on the pitch-black tablet!

The terrifying scent of incense billows from the cracks!

The thirty-four arms protruding into the fire of resentment all pinched out the mark of the heart lamp, and a ray of bright white light rose from the fingertips of the thirty-four arms, and the flame merged into the blood-red fire of resentment, turning into a faint Untraceable thread,

But it still burns,

Not assimilated by resentment,

also did not go out.

Thirty-four arms retracted.

Yin Xi, the God of the Stove King stopped trembling.

The green smoke dissipated quickly.

Su Wu returned to his original appearance, and his "Vajra Virtue King Kong True Intention" embraced Mr. Jiang's weak consciousness, making him feel a little better.

But in the blink of an eye,

Calm was restored within a few seconds.

He is still in the gloomy cave,

Just now everything is like a dream.

But the scattered corpses on the ground, the foul-smelling scarlet corpse water in the coffin, and the copper ball cut in half on the ground all showed that everything was just now, not a dream!

…

Dud da da da la—

The piercing sound of the trumpet and suona woke up the whole day.

In the courtyard of the Jiang family,

A coffin painted red was placed in the center of the courtyard, and there was another coffin painted black in the corner of the courtyard. There were no corpses in the two coffins.

Four young and middle-aged men each hold a bamboo pole, which props up the four corners of a piece of black cloth,

They stretched out the black cloth sheet and moved towards the red-painted coffin with the bamboo pole in hand.

People surrounded these four people, pushing forward desperately. While pushing forward, people grabbed stacks of paper money from the basket they carried with them, and threw them in the sky at will.

Some paper money fell on people's shoulders,

Some paper money swirled and fell into the dust.

The sound of the suona is ringing continuously,

Outside the Jiang Family Courtyard,

Suddenly there was a burst of crackling firecrackers.

"The time has come!"

The person outside the door shouted.

Someone heard the young man lighting the firecrackers outside the door, and hurriedly sent a message to the door: "The time has come—"

"The time has come—"

This sentence conveyed the words, as if a solemn and solemn handover ceremony was being carried out.

Jiang Yingying sat at the door of the main room, staring blankly at the crowd in the yard, and hearing the shouts that pierced through the loud and clear suona, her mind suddenly tensed up, and she turned to look behind her.

Grandpa is still lying on the door panel, his face is pale, and he may never be able to open his eyes again.

The four young men who supported a black sheet turned back and walked towards the door of the main room.

"Hun'er is gone!

It's time for the body to go on the road! "

Someone in the crowd shouted.

"We have already sent back the third uncle's soul, third uncle, let's go all the way—"

"farewell!"

Shouts sounded in the crowd one after another.

Four young men with bamboo poles squeezed out of the crowd, walked into the main room with the black cloth on them, passed by Jiang Yingying, and held the black cloth over Mr. Jiang's corpse.

As the old saying goes, after a person dies, he cannot see the sun in the daytime, lest the soul that may be hidden in the corpse be killed by the sun, and the possibility of reincarnation will be lost.

So the relatives of the deceased should prop up a piece of cloth for the deceased to cover the sun in the sky,

Only in this way can the deceased be transferred into the coffin.

After the four young men whose zodiac signs had nothing to do with Mr. Jiang stretched the black sheets,

Three or four young and middle-aged men from the Jiang family came,

They moved the quilt under Mr. Jiang's body, and moved Mr. Jiang and the quilt under him together. Several people carried the corpse, and under the cover of four young black cloths supporting bamboo poles, they began to walk outside the main room. .

is about to be transferred into the coffin,

The next step is to build the coffin and grind the nails.

The old man said that the whole ceremony process should be as slow as possible,

The coffin rolling nails must be delayed and delayed.

But Second Master Jiang found all his family members, made the whole ceremony retro and retro, and even resumed the rituals of "sending the soul on the road" and "calling the soul", but even so, the delay of the ceremony has come to an end.

I can no longer procrastinate.

Jiang Erye was discussing with the sick old man in the corner of the entrance of the hall,

The two made gestures from time to time.

Jiang Yingying stared blankly at her grandpa's body being moved to the vermilion coffin. She felt an indescribable emotion in her heart, a little blocked and a little dazed.

She followed the crowd forward,

Walking to the door, I heard the old man's voice: "I just had a divination, and I can't see the divination clearly. I'm afraid this matter is suspended today—Hun'er hasn't come back until now, presumably can't come back,

How should the ceremony proceed?

Let’s go down how to go.

Build the coffin and grind the nails! "

"How about you do the math again?

Maybe it’s different now than before? "Second Master Jiang asked beside him.

The old man shook his head again and again: "How can divination be taken casually? If you do it now, the hexagrams you get may not be accurate, and it is easy to be sensed by some sneaky things.

That's what's going to go wrong!

Leave it to fate,

The fate is like this, there is no other way! "

Er Jiang stopped talking,

He saw Jiang Yingying standing on the steps next to her. This grandniece is really pitiful. Not long after her parents left, her grandfather followed her...

"Yingying, Yingying?" Jiang Erye called Jiang Yingying twice.

Jiang Yingying came back to her senses, and looked at Second Master Jiang in despair.

Jiang Erye looked at his grandniece's face,

He lowered his head and took a few puffs of cigarettes before saying in a low voice, "Yingying, go and see your grandpa, let's see your grandpa for the last time... I won't see you again..."

After Jiang Erye had spoken, he hurriedly turned and walked away.

And what he said kept circling in Jiang Yingying's mind endlessly.

I won't see you in the future, I won't see you in the future...

Jiang Yingying still didn't feel any emotion in her heart.

Just a little jammed,

A little bored.

But something else was brewing, like a tiny crack in the ice—a crack that was starting to grow.

She scans the crowded people in the yard,

I saw some old people talking to each other and smoking cigarettes. They gathered around the coffin, and they even had smiles on their faces.

Seeing many people who have nothing to do with me,

Seeing the grandfather under the black sheet, wrapped in a quilt and surrounded by people, moving to the big red-painted coffin.

The deep loneliness and great fear are like an iron chisel, digging into Jiang Yingying's heart that is already full of cracks and is about to collapse.

She saw Grandpa being moved into the coffin,

The black cloth began to be removed,

A young man raised the coffin lid—

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

Jiang Yingying shouted, pawing away people who were crowded in front one by one, and squeezed into the crowd with all her strength! Squeeze hard!

She squeezed through layers of human walls,

Finally stood beside the red-painted coffin.

Grandpa was already lying in the coffin. His tall figure was lying in the wide coffin, but he looked a little short. The yellow paper covering his face was also removed.

Jiang Yingying looked at her grandpa lying in the coffin, her lips trembling, and tears rolled down from her eye sockets like broken beads!

Severe pain in the heart!

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"The coffin is about to be built!"

Young people squeezed into the crowd carrying the coffin lid.

People scattered, Jiang Yingying opened her mouth to call out, but found that she couldn't make a sound.

She raised her head,

Tears blurred her eyes.

Across a coffin,

Jiang Yingying saw a tall figure appearing on the opposite side at some point.

She hurriedly rubbed her eyes, and then opened them to look across the coffin—where was the figure she expected to see at this time?

Miracles do not seem to have come.

Jiang Yingying lowered her head,

quietly watching the grandfather in the coffin.

at this time,

A tall figure walked into the courtyard of Jiang's house, walked against the chaotic crowd, walked to the red lacquered coffin, and stood beside Jiang Yingying.

The old man curled up at the entrance of the main room, sitting sickly against the wall, saw the tall figure standing beside Jiang Yingying, and finally regained some energy. He took out his pair of horns from the bag —The pair of ox horn hexagrams that belonged to Quan Zhuo, who was a "false god" before, was taken away by someone indiscriminately, and he has never found it.

Muttering words for a while, the old man threw the Niujiao hexagram on the ground casually.

Niujiao pointed to Qian Gua and Kun Gua,

Good luck!

"It's done?!" The old man leaned against the wall and stood up, his eyes finally brightened.

Before carrying the 'five-headed lady' on his back to meet his lover, he also took a lot of effort to bring her back again.

Before the coffin,

Su Wumei's heart energy trickles,

Mr. Jiang's 'consciousness of the dead', who has been embraced and warmed by Shen Yun's sincerity for a while, is a bit more condensed at this moment, not as illusory as it is under the fire of resentment. Noon means 'see',

Jiang Yingying standing next to him,

Seeing him appear, Yun Nishang also approached,

And most of the people around him can't see Mr. Jiang's "consciousness of the dead" contained in his charm.

The old man wiped his eyelids with some gel-like ointment,

It also vaguely saw that Su Wu was holding a shadow of chaos in his hand,

"I really got it back..." the old man muttered to himself.

Su Wu held the consciousness of the dead, and brought it close to the forehead of Mr. Jiang's corpse—

The young and middle-aged people around stopped carrying the coffin lids,

Looking at Su Wu's actions, they wanted to reprimand, but they were afraid of the unintentional aura revealed by the other party, so they didn't dare to open their mouths to reprimand.

Fortunately, Second Master Jiang stopped everyone in time,

Avoid embarrassing situations for everyone.

Second Master Jiang wanted to ask Su Wu something,

At this moment, seeing Su Wu's serious expression, he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Jiang Yingying saw Su Wu reach out to her grandfather's face, and only then did she realize that there was another person beside her. When she turned her head and saw that the person next to her was Su Wu, the girl burst into tears again.

Su Wu held the consciousness of the dead in his palm,

The consciousness of the dead poured into Mr. Jiang's forehead like a trickle.

He had no time to pay attention to the crying woman beside him, his mental energy covered Mr. Jiang's body, and he could easily 'see' that as the consciousness of the dead poured into Mr. Jiang's eyebrows, all the decayed and dead organs of the other party began to recover.

It's like spring returning to the earth!

This kind of medically impossible thing happened right now in front of Su Wu!

But the consciousness of the dead circulated in Mr. Jiang's body,

After restoring his various bodily organs to function,

He still hasn't woken up.

Those consciousnesses circulated in Mr. Jiang's body, scurrying around like headless chickens, lacking a correct guide, and muddling around.

Seeing this situation,

Su Wu suddenly had a thought,

The energy between his eyebrows gushed out, covering Mr. Jiang's body,

Then vibrate the energy of mind,

Gathering into one thought: "Wake up!"

This voice,