This heavenly master is not serious

"..."

When Wan Qian and her brother-in-law heard this, they were slightly stunned at first, and then they felt goosebumps all over their bodies, a chill on their necks, and some numbness on their scalps.

"This this……"

The man was obviously a little scared, but he couldn't say such words... So he held it in for a while and asked, "Why do you have to close the curtains?"

"Your father's soul is too weak. Once the sun shines on it, it will most likely be gone."

Xu Yang commanded: "Doctor Wan, go and move out the calligraphy and painting."

Wan Qian is going to the study to pick up the painting.

The man stood up and said: "Eldest niece, don't worry yet... This is a big deal. It won't be too late to ask the old man to come out when your parents come back together."

He stopped Wan Qian.

When he came to Xu Yang, he stretched out his hand and said with an awkward smile: "Master Xu, right? My name is Marlboro, and I work in the media. I'm glad to meet you!"

Everyone's attitude has been lowered.

Xu Yang naturally had to give him some face and immediately shook hands with Marlboro.

"sit!"

"Master Xu, please sit down!"

"Eldest niece... why don't you go make tea for Master Xu?"

Marlboro's attitude changed drastically. He took out Huazi from the leather bag under the creaking nest, handed one to Xu Yang with both hands, leaned forward and ordered it, and then said: "Master Xu, I heard from my eldest niece that you run a funeral shop. ? It’s rare to see someone as young as you doing this.”

Xu Yang explained: "It's passed down from home."

"By the way, Master Xu...my old man, what is going on?"

Marlboro asked cautiously, and while speaking, he quietly glanced at the study.

Xu Yang pondered for a moment and said: "According to folk custom, every time it is the anniversary of the death of the deceased, the deceased will go home to stay for a day, and the descendants will hold a banquet to offer sacrifices, or go to visit the tombs, burn money... Over there with the Hui people , and even slaughter animals, fry them in oil to make them fragrant, and ask the imam to recite sutras."

"According to the Hui people's theory, it is said that after a person dies, the ghost enters the underworld, and the underworld judge will judge the good and evil crimes committed during his or her lifetime. If there is evil during one's lifetime, one needs to go up the mountain of swords, descend into the oil pan, and cross the sea of ​​fire. … They slaughter animals in order to atone for the sins of the deceased and bear the guilt on their behalf.”

"Isn't it the death anniversary of your old man a few days ago?"

"So it's normal for him to come back and stay for a day... It's just that he probably had some unfulfilled wish and didn't leave after he came."

Marlboro shrank his neck: "Then... what does the old man wish for?"

"how could I know?"

Xu Yang said: "When the old man comes out later, can you just ask yourself?"

Marlboro: "..."

He scratched his hair with his hands and said with a wry smile: "My old man suffered from cerebral congestion and passed away very suddenly... He was still dancing in the square in the morning. At noon, he slipped out and fell to the ground and couldn't wake up. "

"I was out of town at the time, and when I came back, the old man was already in the coffin... To be honest, I often thought about the old man over the years, and even fantasized about the old man coming back to see us... But now I was about to see him, but I couldn't I feel a little bit nervous."

"This is human nature and understandable."

Xu Yang understood the feelings of Marlboro and Wan Qian very well and comforted: "This is mainly because you have never seen ghosts or dealt with ghosts... If you see more, you will find that ghosts are not scary."

"On the contrary, most ghosts are very timid."

"When I put my thousand-year-old lightning-struck mahogany sword directly on their foreheads, they wished they could kneel down and sing conquest to me!"

"..."

Marlboro and Wan Qian both looked incredulous.

Yincheng was not far from Wucheng, and when setting off from the funeral shop, Xu Yang asked Wan Qian to notify her parents.

After a while, Wan Qian's parents arrived.

They had the same reaction as Marlboro, questioning it as soon as they walked in the door.

Xu Yang didn't bother to explain, so he said, "Doctor Wan, go and take off the calligraphy and painting."

Wan Qian saw with her own eyes the scene where Yang Yin took off her own head and played with it in the funeral shop, so she naturally believed in Xu Yang. She went into the study, took off the calligraphy and painting, rolled it up carefully, and took it out.

Xu Yang took over the calligraphy and painting, his hands shaking.

Wow!

The calligraphy and painting unfold.

Perhaps it was because the curtains were drawn and there was no light in the house, but the ray of gloom in the calligraphy and painting flew out automatically.

However, the four members of the Wan family could not see this scene.

Xu Yang did not open the "eyes of the sky" to them, but smiled and said: "Old man, I know that your wish has not been fulfilled... Now your son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter are all here... Come out and meet everyone."

However, that ray of Yin Qi was too weak.

Forget about showing up.

He couldn't even transform into a "human form".

"Old man, I'm offended!"

Xu Yang muttered something, reached out and grabbed it, and directly drove the ray of yin energy into the paper-shaped person placed on the ground in advance.

then.

His magic works.

He reached out and touched the paper a little, and a burst of mana poured into the paper.

In an instant, the weak Yin Qi began to strengthen, and suddenly there was a strong wind in the room, making a whining sound.

When the four members of the Wan family saw this scene, their faces were all shocked.

Especially Wan Qian's parents.

They are all teachers of the people. They have taught and educated people for decades. They have been ingrained in the concept of "feudal superstition harms people" since childhood. Now seeing this scene is no different from Wan Qian in the funeral shop.

They were all dumbfounded and felt that their worldview was constantly collapsing.

His eyes were fixed on the paper-pricked man, not even daring to blink.

Then I saw...

The paper pricked people, and mist rose.

The paper-pricked face shimmered with ripples like water waves, and gradually transformed into an old, familiar face.

Wan Qian’s parents: “Dad?”

Wan Qian: "Grandpa?"

As for Marlboro, his response was the most encouraging.

He was quite rebellious. He often quarreled with the old man and went out to do business for several years without even returning home... When he came back, all he saw was a cold corpse!

After seeing the old man's face at this moment, he knelt on the ground with a thud and cried loudly: "Dad...Dad..."

Paper pricks people in the face.

The old man's face was a little confused at first.

Gradually, normalcy returned.

When he saw Marlboro kneeling in front of him, he immediately raised his brows and said angrily: "How come you still know how to come back when you drop something like this? Look at what you're doing when you wear a ball. You're so flashy and a two-ball guy." Same!"

A loud Wucheng dialect came out of the old man's mouth.

The atmosphere that had been extremely sad just now suddenly solidified. Marlboro was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing...even a snot from his nose!

He wiped his nose and tears and said, "Dad, you said you are dead, why are you still cursing like this?"

As a family, we have to keep things in order.

Xu Yang will naturally not get in the way.

He went out, went downstairs, sat in the pavilion downstairs and smoked a cigarette. He checked the time and returned to Wan Qian's house about half an hour later. He said, "Old man, have you said everything you need to say?"

"Your soul is too weak. It can only appear after being blessed by my magic power. If the time is too long, it will damage your soul."

now.

The four members of the Wan family all had red eyes.

The old man also knew about Xu Yang and said, "Master Xu, thank you... Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to meet my family... Now that my wish has been fulfilled, it's time to leave."

Said.

When the paper is stuck on the person, the face gradually begins to become unreal.

Of course, among the four members of Wan's family, heart-wrenching cries were inevitable.

"No, no, please stop howling. Remember what I said...and my old boy, you are almost forty, so quickly find a widow and start a family first."

The old man cursed and cursed, gradually dissipated, and turned into a ray of yin energy again, getting into the calligraphy and painting.

When the four members of the Wan family had almost finished crying, Xu Yang asked: "Guys, stop crying now... Let's discuss how to deal with the old man?"

"deal with?"

The four of them looked puzzled.

Xu Yang said: "Your old man's soul is too weak, and he cannot stay in the world of the world for too long, otherwise his soul will easily disintegrate... Of course, if you want to keep him, it's not impossible, but it will harm the harmony of heaven and morality. "

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PS: Some folk customs cannot be found completely by searching the information. I hope everyone will forgive me if there are any mistakes.