Chapter 31

It was the first time that Mr. Ma heard the policeman act like this. It's not good to complain, but he didn't know what to do for a while. If he didn't want money, would he want incense?

Still, Ying Shao knew Mr. Lai better, and quickly figured out this section. When he entertained Mr. Lai, the incense, paper money, etc. were not of much use. This is an old glutton in the underworld.

He immediately said: "Incense, paper money and the like are second. Our master likes to appreciate delicious food. Mr. Ma, didn't you bring a phoenix with a crooked neck?"

"Oh, that's what it means." Mr. Ma said in his heart that this was strange, and quickly unfolded the tinfoil covering half of the roasted chicken and brought it forward.

Although it is not as hot as it was when it came out of the pan, it is still very tempting to see that its browned color is shiny with oil. Mr. Ma is also very confident in his family craftsmanship, "Our Majia roast chicken is smooth and tender. The juice, even the chicken breast is very tasty, it is not wood at all, when I was not in the market, I made a living by selling roasted chicken, please appreciate it, sir..."

Lan He's eyes lit up, and he immediately called Song Futan to eat together.

"You eat, I'm not hungry." Song Futan said, he is still in a very good mood, but the reason is not enough for outsiders.

What he said was the truth, but Ying Shao and Mr. Ma tasted something else. Ying Shao put on a filter, and felt that Mr. Lai and Mr. Zuo had something to do with each other. Mr. Ma said in his heart that there is no one who does not love money, and there is no one who is more polite, or dare not fight with the other.

——Don't think that after the master appeared, he didn't do anything other than pretend, but seeing the Huangpizi family squatting so honestly, is it so easy for this careful Huangpizi to admit defeat? The immortal family on him was unable to fight... Talk about winning!

Although Mr. Lai was pretending to take off, and there were his colleagues here, Mr. Ma still poured out the paper money and wanted to burn it for them.

Yu Hangjia also burned it together. Although he couldn't see Lan He, he knew that Mr. Ma and the others were all facing a certain direction, and he also said to the other side: "It's too late, only these yellow papers are left. There are also beautifully printed underworld currency. , I'll burn it for you next time."

Not to mention that the master came to save them today, this is still impermanent, but it should not be respected.

"Hey, there's no need for that." Mr. Ma said, "Actually, those printed ones are not considered hard currency, and yellow paper like this is better. Especially the ones that are burned to ancestors, filial sons and grandsons chisel themselves, and the fineness is better. , very useful!"

Yuhangjia's burning paper is always prepared by people, who knows that there are such rules, and I think that I really shouldn't be fashionable, "Okay."

"If you say you don't want it, you really don't want it. Distribute it to the dead souls here." The old man really had the demeanor of a master. He unfolded the fan, and the paper ashes fluttered, and the money was really scattered.

Mr. Ma was startled, he wasn't pretending to be generous. Could it be that Dongyue Yinsi has been paying close attention to the issue of style recently?

Lan He sat down to enjoy the roast chicken, and as long as he lifted the mask a little, the breath was sucked in by him.

The aroma of the roast chicken was overflowing, and the eyes of Gu Erzhen's family were all glued to each other. Mr. Ma had an immortal family on his body. After Yuhangjia reminded him, he realized that the saliva had flowed to his chin unconsciously, so he quickly wiped it.

This roast chicken was originally prepared for them...

Gua Erzhen's daughter couldn't help but took two steps forward, squatted and twitched her nose, looking at the roast chicken pitifully, her two fleshy front paws held on her chest, her tail slowly wagging , Douzi's eyes are full of longing.

Gu Erzhen swallowed his saliva and said bleakly: "Daddy was in the village back then, and his life was better. He had enough chickens. Now there are anti-theft nets and electric lights everywhere. It's a pity you guys can't be greedy..."

As he said that, he took off the skin of the melon again and wiped his face.

Yu Hangjia shuddered when he heard Huang Pizi's words, and saw that everyone else's expressions were calm, so he gradually accepted the look of panic. But to be honest, the little weasel looks so cute that even he was touched.

Master Lai took a look at the roast chicken, and he was really touched, "Have you ever eaten chicken before? Impossible, right?"

Gu Erzhen's daughter nodded, touched her soft furry abdomen, and looked at Lan He sadly with wide eyes.

Lan He sighed: "It's too pitiful, then I'll eat faster, lest you be sad."

Gua’er real family: “…………”

Everyone: "..."

Gua Erzhen's daughter turned around and threw herself into her father's arms.

Mr. Ma secretly said that the evil is really inhuman.

Lan He sighed: "It's really delicious... eh? Are you still talking about it?"

Look at him.

Only then did Gu Erzhen and Mr. Ma return to their senses, and gave up the illusion that he would give them a share.

Mr. Ma and Yu Hangjia discussed a few words. According to their rules, the Yu family had a feud with the weasel. But if Yu Hangjia really didn't want to, he had no choice but to send him away.

It stands to reason that Yu Hangjia is not short of money at all, but he thinks that the yellow skin is a bit powerful... Although the yellow skin is uncertain, after thinking about it, he still asked in a low voice: "If he is a family fairy, he is my family's. Jiaxian, or the Yu family?"

Mr. Ma was stunned for a moment, and then whispered: "If your family is not divided, you can only be the family fairy of the Yu family. But if you usually come to worship, it will naturally favor you, and the separation will follow you in the future. "

Yu Hangjia nodded and said, "Then please let Mr. Ma talk to him. I am willing to reconcile with him and welcome him to my house to be a guardian of the family."

Mr. Ma understood, and asked Gu Erzhen: "You should be a yellow-skinned man who has been practicing on Xia Mountain for two hundred years, and your name is Gu Erzhen. This is a revenge for grievances, right?"

This was detected by the immortal family on him.

Gu Erzhen nodded and said, "That's right."

Mr. Ma was relieved when he heard it, because Gu Erzhen was willing to answer, that is, he also wanted to be a guardian of the Yu family, and he asked again: "Then I will be your master, and you will install a furnace in the Yu family from now on. Would you like to? You rely on the horse to receive the incense lantern, and the horse lives by you."

Of course, the meaning of Ma Zi here is different from the one referring to his girlfriend.

This Baojia Xian also wants to join the faction. Generally, whoever has the Xianjia to subdue it will recognize this Xianjia as the master, that is, the teacher, and the teacher will lead him to practice from now on. Correspondingly, the patient should also recognize Ma Xian as the master.

But the real person Gua Er shook his head, and even said contemptuously, "You haven't beaten me, and it is absolutely impossible to recognize you as a master."

Mr. Ma was a little embarrassed for a while, but he couldn't refute it. His negotiation process was indeed different from the normal one. It was only by relying on foreign aid that he suppressed Gu Erzhen, "...Then how are you going to stay?"

Gua Erzhen smiled and said: "If you want to worship, I will also worship the eldest master as a teacher."

Mr. Ma was speechless, how could Bao Jiaxian worship ghosts as teachers? This is illogical.

But the real person Gua Er smiled slyly and said earlier: "What's the point of you forming gangs, the family with the surname Yu already has money, and you don't need the help of a master like you."

Mr. Ma: "..."

Gua'er's words were not rude, and Mr. Ma fell into silence.

"I want you to take a teacher, why so much nonsense, you still want to hug my thigh." Lan He ate the roast chicken made by Mr. Ma and said, "I see, you can recognize Mr. Ma and say anything that can't beat you, I see Your character is much stronger than yours."

The real person Gua'er shouted: "It's true, who's morality is not better than mine!"

Lan He: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Wow, what a shameless weasel.

At this moment, Mr. Ma even thought that maybe it was right to ask him to come to the master. Only the inhumane master can quell the shameless Gu Er.

Gua Er's eyes rolled, "However, since it was introduced by the eldest master, I'm definitely willing, hey, I'll accept it."

This is really fortunate that the master has come. Mr. Ma said: "Then... Then, Mr. Yu, you can choose a time to install the furnace and set up a tablet for Gu Erren. We can talk about the specific process later. Lingzu's cemetery will be taken care of."

There are also many steps to welcome a new fairy like this, not only preparing the tablet, but also writing the table and so on.

Gu Erzhen honestly rummaged under his tail and found a small paper dragon. Yu Hangjia saw it and leaned on me lowly.

This piece of paper was clearly part of the original logo design, and it was always kept in the bank safe, but didn't even think to check it this time. So, is the manuscript already damaged?

Wait, the real person Gua Er has to return it. Since he can dig it out, he may be able to fight it back intact. Yu Hangjia has a little more expectation.

I saw Gu Erzhen blowing at the paper dragon and chanting a spell: "Go!"

The pieces of paper turned into fly ash and scattered.

Yu Hangjia was stunned, and quickly took out his mobile phone and went to the official website to take a look. His joy was beyond words: "...back!"

The dragon on the logo has indeed returned, and what experts are helpless about has been solved.

Yu Hangjia's big stone finally fell halfway.

...

Since the tomb of the great-grandfather of the Yu family had already been destroyed, even though Gu Erzhen had been subdued, Mr. Ma still suggested that the tomb be opened immediately and reburied on an auspicious day.

"But it may be necessary to invite another Mr. Yin Yang. I don't know much about the relocation." Mr. Ma said honestly, and asked Ying Shao, "Will you?"

Ying Shao also shook his head.

In fact, they can't say that they don't know at all, but in the capital, the business division of eating underworld meals is originally fine. Mr. Ma basically did not involve in this aspect, and his immortal family was also neglected.

Lan He ate their roast chicken and wanted to finish the matter quickly, and said, "I will, if you pick it up now, I'll tell you how to pick it up."

He used to pick up bones from the old grave at home with his grandfather, and it was still buried at that time. The coffin was rotten, and the bones had to be found in the mud. In short, he knew the old rules.

Gua Erzhen flattered: "The people who have died are different. If we need it, we will also pick up the bones for the old master and show our filial piety."

Lan He: "..."

Lan He: "...It's not your turn to be a filial son and a worthy grandson. It's up to your immediate family to pick it up."

Yu Hangjia was in a hurry when he saw the time, and the bone removal could only be done in the middle of the night. He immediately called and reported to his father that the logo had been retrieved. He also mentioned that he needed to collect bones now. After obtaining consent, he had someone prepare longevity materials for shipment. , by the way, get him a new set of clothes...

Yu Hangjia's father came in a hurry with several other sons and daughters. He left the matter to Yu Hangjia, but it is impossible for this kind of relocation to be absent.

They know that Yu Hangjia has done it, and each has his own ideas, but Yu's father is satisfied. He has seen it, and the dragon on the logo is indeed back.

"I didn't expect it to be done so quickly?" Yu Hangjia's younger brother muttered on the way.

Yu's father said with a cold face: "Why, are you still too slow?" This is related to the grandfather's cemetery and the luck of the Yu family, and he still thinks about fighting with his eldest brother.

"No." The younger brother said quickly, "I'm just thinking, which master is so powerful that Master Fudo doesn't want to go out, and I'm worried in my heart."

Father Yu was silent, but he did not know which gentleman solved it this time. This time, it was all handled by Yu Hangjia.

When they arrived at the tomb area, they saw that there were already quite a few staff members, and they had brought in some items such as longevity materials. The most strange thing was that on the longevity materials, there were two big, two small, four weasels squatting on the longevity materials!

"Brother, this, this thing is..."

"Little brother be careful." Yu Hangjia said solemnly, "This is the fairy of our family - the real person Gu Er."

If it was before, the weasel squatted on the grave, it was definitely not a good sign, but now Gu Erzhen is squatting here, but he is protecting his coffin. Although there is a previous grievance, once he is "talked" and turned into a guardian of the family, he will perform his duties.

Father Yu also knew the rules. Although the name "Gua Erzhen" sounded a bit strange, he immediately glared at his younger son, and then took them to burn incense to Gua Erzhen.

The real person Gua Er sat on it, and looked at the Yu family with red eyes, making them panic. Huang Xian's eyes are really evil. Fortunately, nothing happened.

"Also, Dad, this is Mr. Ying and Mr. Ma who gave me good news this time." Yu Hangjia first introduced Ying Shao because of his deep friendship with Master Lai, "Tonight is very dangerous, especially Thanks to Mr. Ying, it was Huang Xian, who had a holiday with his great-grandfather, who invaded the yin house and broke the feng shui of our family. Now the Huang family is willing to accept my incense offering and has returned the little dragon."

Yu Hangjia's younger siblings look different, how can they not know what Yu Hangjia is thinking. Jiaxian and the others have heard of it. The country people only ask Jiaxian to bless Chaimi enough, but this one is obviously not ordinary, and the people all over the country are paying attention to this matter. Big brother is afraid that it is not a blessing in disguise.

Ying Shao was ecstatic in his heart, barely maintaining his demeanor, nodded slightly, and didn't forget to whistle to the master, "Ashamed, I also came to the master to bless him."

Yu Hangjia nodded again and again: "That's natural! It's my honor that the master is willing to guide the ceremony!"

Yu Hangjia's younger brothers and sisters, look at me, I look at you, and discuss in a low voice, this master... Which god is this? Folk gods, or the fairy family he worships?

Yu Hangjia gestured to Ying Shao's left and introduced respectfully: "This is the colleague who came to the master and the old man, but he is capricious!"

He couldn't see Lan He either, he just introduced it according to the direction Ying Shao had spoken before.

Everyone was shocked, and even Father Yu opened his eyes slightly. Impermanence may not be the most famous deity, but because it is directly related to people's deaths, it will always make people a little more awe-inspiring.

The group of people are all facing that direction, their expressions are quite amazed and nervous, although they can't see it, but impermanence...

Lan He, who had already walked to the right: "..."

Ying Shao and Mr. Ma were hesitant to say anything... But it doesn't seem like it would be good to shame President Yu.

Lan He urged: "Forget it, hurry up, you can't see the light when you pick up the bones!"

That is, it must be done after dark and completed before dawn.

Because the deceased has been dead for a long time, the small longevity material is used, the whole length is only about one meter three, and it is bright red, and the longevity material is also covered with bright red cloth.

Burning incense and candles first, the Yu family bowed and worshipped according to their seniority, and then opened the grave. Yu Hangjia's two younger brothers covered the coffin with umbrellas.

After the coffin was opened, it could be seen that there were scattered corpses inside. It was really a mess, interspersed, and it was nothing more than half an hour in the lottery machine.

The faces of Yuhangjia's family were all white, and they also knew that Huang Xian made a mess. The dragons on the logo had all run away, and they even saw the living yellow skin squatting in the coffin, but this was a living visual stimulus.

"Pick up the bones and put them into the coffin." Ying Shao conveyed Lan He's words, "From head to toe, arrange them in order, and there should be no less than one piece."

This must be taken by immediate family members. Yu's father is getting old again, so Yu Hangjia bravely approached the coffin and used red bamboo chopsticks to search for the head in the pile of bones.

This is the best one to look for, but when Yu Hangjia pulled it out with chopsticks, he found that the skull was empty, and after plucking it in the pile of bones for a long time, he couldn't find it, and sweat came out from his nose, "Great-grandfather's skull , seems to be gone..."

The coffin was well sealed, and it could be seen when it was just opened. The bones were scattered, so why was there one missing piece? He couldn't help but look at the real person Nagua Er.

Lan He suddenly remembered something, and looked at Song Futan.

Song Futan: "Should..."

Lan He: "Maybe..."

Isn't that the one that scared him before?

Lan He glanced at Gu Erzhen, and saw that it scratched its face embarrassingly, jumped off the coffin, and ran in the direction before, and said, "...Wait a moment."

"Ah? Wait a minute!" Ying Shao busy said to the tangled Yu family.

I saw that Huangpizi ran out, and when he came back, he was holding a skull and handed it to Yuhangjia. Yu Hangjia's scalp was numb, and he took the skull from his hand with chopsticks and put it back together, just right.

"This seems to have been taken out by Huang Xian when he was teasing." Ying Shao's explanation made the Yu family feel uncomfortable.

The bones were all picked up and formed into a complete one in the longevity material. For fear of the vertebrae being scattered, they were tied with a yellow thread. Then add paper money and incense, and you can nail the coffin.

For reburial in another place, it is necessary to re-select an auspicious day, and in the process of transferring this longevity material, incense must be burned to lead the way.

"Okay, everything is complete. Then you can pick an auspicious day and bring it to the new tomb for burial." Lan He said.

"Thank you for coming, Master." Mr. Ma and Ying Shao took the lead, and those who couldn't see Lan He also bowed and thanked, and burned incense to send the two Masters of Impermanence away.

Lan He and Song Futan stepped on the smoke and left.

At this time, it would be dawn for at least half an hour, and Gu Erzhen also stood up from the coffin, nodded to Yu Hangjia, and then led Jia Xiaochao to the trees.

Yu Hangjia inexplicably understood the meaning of Gu Erzhen, it should be to signal that his agreement has been made, don't forget to officially welcome him into the home, and now they have to leave.

Yu Hangjia stared at the direction it left, and suddenly his eyes dazzled. In his field of vision, there seemed to be a man wearing a melon pi cap and a long gown, walking in the forest with his wife and two children. When he wanted to ask if others saw it At that time, the figure disappeared again, and Huangpizi was gone.

That's about it, just some finishing touches left.

Ying Shao suddenly sighed: "Long also went back, I don't know what the netizens will say."

Mr. Ma looked at Ying Shao, who was completely unfamiliar before, and said with a smile, "Mr. Ying, the future generations are terrifying."

He now recognizes Ying Shao, and he can tell from the name.

Ying Shao: "...you are too famous."

At this moment, Ying Shao had a strong hunch in his heart: I am going to make a name for myself...

No, to be precise, Mr. Lai will become famous among the people who eat underworld meals in the capital through the mouth of Mr. Ma. This time, the logo matter has caused a lot of trouble in the city, and it finally fell to him to solve it.

Come to the master to support him, then his status will not rise with the tide!

Thinking of the days of poverty alleviation in the future, Ying Shao was in a turbulent mood, and decided that he must prepare a big meal to thank Mr. Lai in the future. As for now, he said to Mr. Ma, "Do you still want roast chicken? I haven't eaten roasted gluten for a while..."

Mr. Ma: "Huh??"

...

Lan He and Song Futan left the tomb area. Song Futan was still leading the little lame donkey. Lan He pinched a new brand and put it on. No. 001 cherished the brand.

Seeing this, Lan He thought that Song Futan was using a lying fish to suffocate the donkey. He poked the card, and a thought surged in his heart.

Grandpa always said, don't easily cross the boundary between Yin and Yang.

Earlier, Lan He was disappointed that he could not reveal his true identity to the friends he met in this way. Today, he also has the idea of ​​wanting to know Song Futan in Yang Shizhong.

And now, Lan He asked herself, is it alright? For the first time in my life, I trust a man and tell him his secret.

He looked at the twilight of the morning light, Song Futan's side was in the dark, with a faint light, the golden lying fish was particularly conspicuous, and the texture of pure gold got rid of the tacky under his wear.

Lan He asked hesitantly, "Would you mind if I kept hiding something from you?"

Song Futan: "What?"

Lan He didn't know what to say for a while, he was wondering whether it was time to confess.

Song Futan misunderstood, he said: "If you are worried and don't want to take off your mask, don't force it, just let it take its course."

Lan He felt a little stunned, touched the mask, and immediately realized that Song Futan might have misunderstood something. In this tone, he thought that he was disfigured, or that his tongue was nine inches long, extremely miserable, and even had a psychological shadow, right?

But Song Futan's words also touched him very much. Although he was talking about a mask, he could see Song Futan's psychology.

It was at this moment that a loud rooster crowing resounded through the cemetery: "Oh oh oh-"

Looking in that direction, it was a huge yellow chicken with cloth strips tied to its feet.

"This is the yellow chicken that attracts the soul?" Lan He distinguished, "Is he calling you?"

Song Futan nodded, he really felt the urge. He looked at Xiaolai inquiringly. After all, Xiaolai seemed to have something to say, but Xiaolai was slow to open his mouth.

Although he is willing to learn more about Xiaolai, he never wants Xiaolai to be embarrassed. Who knows what hardships Xiaolai has encountered before or after his death... He once imagined that a ghost like Xiaolai would be so cheerful Would like to show the true face, what kind of experience should be.

Song Futan even guessed that maybe he valued No. 001, which made Xiaolai feel uneasy.

He looked whole and said, "When you have no scruples, tell me about that, no matter what it is. Anyway, the number of times I have been unlucky is more and more, it is not that I will never see you again."

Lan He was amused, "Okay."

He was relieved by Song Futan's words, which made him even more moved. I thought to myself, next time, when I see you again, maybe I already have the answer.

The author has something to say: Song Futan: Don't ask, ask is regret