Chapter 92 Choose a good child and inherit our respected family

Lan He did smell the paper ash, and the other party was also bewildered by the paper figurine and held the paper figurine's hand. But soon, the figure seemed to get close to the paper man, then separated, and continued to walk towards Lan He, "Mother, is that you..."

Lan He's heart flashed strangely, it didn't seem to be Granny Long's voice in memory.

He started again for a while, just as the moon came out of the clouds, illuminating one side of the world, Lan He could see the other's facial features clearly, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Uncle Long?!"

They all thought it was Granny Long who was knocking on the door, but when they saw her face, Lan He found out that it was Uncle Long. This was clearly the soul leaving the body. Although it smelled of paper ashes, it was probably because his family was holding a funeral.

Uncle Long called his mother, was he invited by Granny Long? What about Granny Long?

No matter how Lan He looked, there was no sign of Granny Long.

He entangled Uncle Long with the invisible soul hook, Uncle Long couldn't move, and he shouted a few more times: "Uncle Long?"

Grandma also called his real name: "Long Jijun!"

Uncle Long didn't respond at all, his eyes were a little dull, and he said in his mouth: "Mother...where are you..."

Long Xuemei didn't know what to do when she saw Lan He. Together with Song Futan, they raised their hands and waved Uncle Long, but they didn't move.

Although her brother lied to her QAQ only during the day, she subconsciously wanted to say that not only did her brother act very well, but he also did a great job, and she felt safe at once.

"The soul seems to be under control." Song Futan said.

"Well, it's like, I invite a companion to go, so that I won't lose my mind." Lan He thought of Ma Qinghui, this... wouldn't it have anything to do with him? But what happened to Uncle Long looking for his mother, this is more scary than the little tadpole looking for his mother.

Grandma suddenly said, "Let's go to the mourning hall."

"Huh? Good." Lan He simply carried her grandmother and left.

Long Xuemei followed closely, looking at Lan He and Song Futan at a glance, she felt that she had acquired something incredible...

Lan He could detect Long Xuemei's gaze, and wondered that his vest was becoming more and more like nothing. He only flicked Long Xuemei during the day, and immediately dropped his horse at night.

This is the same as habitual fractures, habitually falling off the horse.

Lan He: "Sister, you shouldn't go out and talk nonsense, right?"

Long Xuemei: "Uh, probably not...?"

With such a big thing, she doesn't trust her own mouth anymore.

This is the most mysterious thing she has ever encountered in her life. Seeing a ghost is already amazing enough. What's even more amazing is that the star she likes has caught the ghost, and this daytime is still educating her not to be superstitious...

Song Futan Shi Shiran said: "Anyway, if you tell others, no one will believe it, and your brother will also say that your navy is against him." He was already familiar with this set of words, and asked Lan He, "Yes Bar?"

"..." Lan He, "Although, her situation can't be described as a navy, the professional term is called "fans turn black..."

Long Xuemei: "... ugh."

...

They touched the Long's house with the lighting of their mobile phones, and saw that the drum music had stopped, and Uncle Long's body was lying on the bench.

Ma Qinghui was confronting the Long family. It's here!"

"There are so many of us, don't be afraid of him! Too vicious!"

Although the crowd was crowded and shouted lively, they were still afraid of Gu Masters, especially powerful ones, especially when Uncle Long was pointed at him during the day and lost his soul. They could only hide behind the Taoist priest and shout.

The Taoist looked terrified: "Don't, don't push me! I'm not very strong either!"

Ma Qinghui gave them a disdainful look, didn't care at all, took Ying Shao's tea, and said coldly, "If anyone shouts again, I will let go of the gu."

The scene was eerily quiet for a while, although everyone was still full of anger.

The Taoist priest was born and raised in the stockade, and he was also bitter in his heart, knowing that he would definitely not be able to deal with Ma Qinghui, and he had to bite the bullet and said, "I, let's talk."

Ma Qinghui: "Are you worthy to talk to me too?"

Taoist priest:"……"

... no, I don't deserve it.

Ma Qinghui sneered, "The purpose of setting up the dojo is to send Granny Long a ride, then I'll help you, what's the matter."

Everyone was indignant and didn't dare to make a sound, because Uncle Long didn't want to be helped, so he was thrown down?

Uncle Long's wife buried her face and cried: "Let's let our husband go, I beg you, it's our fault, you shouldn't call your mother a hag, for your mother-in-law's sake..."

"Xiaohui." Grandma shouted.

Ma Qinghui turned to see her, her expression changed: "Mother Wu."

When the Long family saw their grandmother, they also seemed to see the rescuer, "Mother Wu, you are here, he is too cruel..."

Ma Qinghui just sneered.

"Don't talk about it." Grandma got off Lan He's back, Lan He nodded to her, and she said, "I just came over and saw Long Jijun."

Someone exclaimed, Uncle Long was clearly lying here, who did she see? Is it Uncle Long's soul?

Aunt Long immediately said, "Mother Wu, you must help my husband."

Grandma said, "Of course you can, but you have to open the coffin first and let me see."

Aunt Long cried: "Mother Wu, you know, the time of her death was fierce..."

Ma Qinghui said leisurely: "Is the time of death fierce, or is the death fierce?"

He didn't bother to explain to these people just now, but now that he saw Granny Wu coming out, he couldn't help but say it.

As soon as she came here, Lan He confirmed that Granny Long's soul is not here at all. She is clearly here to hold a dojo for her, but her whereabouts are unknown. Ma Qinghui has also lost Uncle Long's soul, so she can find her mother.

This underworld thing, but also to find the source from the sun.

Aunt Long cried and said what Ma Qinghui meant, she was clearly making trouble, and she hurt her husband and said this again, disturbing the funeral. When he came back, he simply wanted to take revenge and provoke the stockade, and even Granny Wu was bewitched...

Seeing that grandma was about to be deceived, Lan He interrupted him: "Auntie."

Aunt Long thought he was going to reason with her.

Lan He said, "Let's stop talking nonsense and just open the coffin. Ying Shao."

Aunt Long: "..."

Lan He, Song Futan, Ying Shao, and his junior brother went to remove the lid of the coffin together, getting used to it before they were nailed to death. Even if the Long family wanted to stop him, Ma Qinghui stood there, who would dare to move.

Ying Shao was especially active, his master didn't bother to explain a word, he couldn't help it.

Aunt Long couldn't bear it anymore, and threw herself on the coffin lid: "Don't hurt my family..."

"Get up for me!" Grandma shouted, startling Aunt Long. She wanted to cry, but when she saw Grandma's appearance, she didn't dare to move, and was pushed away.

Being so close, Lan He clearly saw panic flashing in her eyes.

Pushing open the heavy coffin lid, as soon as she opened it, she saw Granny Long lying in it. The most conspicuous thing was that she had a red belt around her waist and a red handkerchief under her feet.

"Grandma, there is a red scarf." Lan He shouted, "Didn't you say you left when you were angry?"

"What?" The Taoist took a few steps forward and looked at it, and he was really wearing a red ribbon.

This is a dangerous time to go, and need to be buried quickly, but if die of illness, won't use a red belt to tie waist. This is obviously only used for abnormal deaths. At that time, when he heard the news and went to Long's house, the family had already packed the coffin, and he had never thought about it.

When other people heard it, they also knew that something was wrong.

And after getting close, the Taoist smelled something, "What kind of herbal smell is this? It's so strong."

Aunt Long wanted to say something, but when she glanced at her grandmother, she didn't dare to say it.

Grandma was supported by Long Xuemei and slowly stepped forward, her expression changed after only one glance, she also reached out and pressed Grandma Long's face, her feet swayed, and she stood firm and said, "You actually put A Feng's Seal the corpse water and use it on her own body. She has been dead for at least two months, no wonder she won't let me see—how the hell did Ah Feng die?"

Everyone else was in an uproar. Sealing the corpse with water is a kind of Miao alchemy. It can keep the corpse intact for a long time. The deeper it is, the slower the corpse will dry up. "

There are 3,000 Miao medicines and 800 single prescriptions of the Miao people, of which the water is very magical for curing diseases. The water for catching Gus, the water for inducing birth, the water for relieving the miscarriage... The uses are different, the most miraculous corpse-sealing water is because some people are superstitious about good days and auspicious days, and they will be buried on the day they need to be buried.

At that time, some people did not believe in this technique, and they made a bet with Long Po Po and used animals for experiments. The result was that after the chickens and ducks were transformed into water and sealed with water, they remained the same after half a month. It stinks badly and rots.

Granny Long relies on this thaumaturgy and is famous in Miao villages far and near. She also taught her descendants. At present, only Uncle Long knows this trick, even his children and other brothers and sisters have not learned it.

Lan He thought, it all makes sense. Then, if Granny Long died long ago, but kept it secret and without any ceremony, then of course the chaotic soul without directions would disappear.

Therefore, Ma Qinghui said that the purpose of doing the dojo is to send Granny Long, it is better for him to help too - what he means is not to do dojo together, but how to send it without finding the soul. Who to look for? Whoever has a problem will find it.

Lan He glanced at Uncle Long, his soul was driven by Ma Qinghui, and he was still standing on the side ignorantly.

Aunt Long's body softened, and Granny Long's brother stepped up to grab her and asked, "What did you do to your mother?! How could you secretly seal the corpse?"

If it's normal death, just for burial time, that's fine. But they announced it only two days ago, which is not right.

Granny Long was ill, and she was old, so everyone did not doubt her sudden death, and according to historical taboos, no one was allowed to see her remains.

Mother-in-law Long has a straightforward and hot temper. She has been at odds with her daughter-in-law for many years. In addition, she has no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, and her son also stands by her daughter-in-law. After falling ill, she would argue from time to time. It's just that Granny Long's condition has worsened and repeated in the past few months. They all guess that she will not live for a long time, and she has never seen his family quarrel again. Everyone thought it was Granny Long who couldn't make any noise.

Who knows, he just died. Looking back now, many people have visited her house as a guest, and they have also visited Granny Long on the hospital bed. I am afraid that many people have seen a corpse.

This made many people's scalp tingle just thinking about it. For example, Long Xuemei, she immediately thought of saying hello to Granny Long on the bed...

Because my grandmother mentioned the time point of two months, someone recalled and said: "In the first two months, there was a big fight, and I could hear it outside the house." Although there are frequent noises, it is still impressive that the movement is particularly loud. .

Aunt Long lowered her head and said, "It was the quarrel that time. She couldn't think of it herself, so she didn't come up and left in one breath. We were afraid of being misunderstood, so we sealed up her body and we'll deal with it later..."

Granny Long has saved many people by practicing medicine, and everyone will definitely turn to her.

"Did she not come up in one breath, or were you strangled to death?" Given her history of lying, everyone was stunned, and even suspected that the two of them were vicious enough to murder their mother. There are many such things in some remote places. I feel that the elderly are useless and get in the way, so I deliberately do not take good care of them, so as to get rid of the burden.

Aunt Long of course insisted not to recognize it, she insisted that she was just afraid of being misunderstood.

Everyone was dead, everyone was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Ask Mr. Ma, Mr. Ma must know, you can ask your mother-in-law in the dark."

"Yes, Mr. Ma has punished the unfilial children and grandchildren."

"Mr. Ma, tell me how to deal with it."

Ma Qinghui had transformed from a feared Gu Master to a "Mister", which is usually the kind of treatment given to an old secretary in a stockade. Everyone expects him to use his own means to identify this person's words.

Seeing the subtle changes in everyone's eyes, Ma Qinghui didn't feel very happy, but smiled sarcastically, "I just want to find the soul of Granny Long and send her away. If she asks for her life at night, that's what you deserve. As for the punishment in the world, go to the police."

His words made everyone a little confused. Why do you still need to find the police? According to the custom in the stockade, isn't this the matter of the Long family and the mage?

Ma Qinghui mocked and said: "At that time, my family was innocent. You said that my mother raised gu and forced her to die. Now I don't want this scene to be repeated. After all, if I'm not here, who can confirm who has a ghost next time? But It's a trick again and again, pushing everything to the ghosts and gods."

The place fell into a dead silence.

This time he can tell, what about other times? How to distinguish, guess by yourself, guess by wizard who doesn't know what level? Who knows the truth and how many of them are as innocent as Ma Qinghui's mother?

Without Ma Qinghui, everyone wouldn't be able to tell the difference between Uncle Long and Aunt Long.

Because of the ignorance of everyone in the stockade back then, although Ma Qinghui suffered injustice and became a Gu Master, he was even more reluctant for people to rely entirely on wizards for decisions. This is what he has been teaching three apprentices.

The older people all know what happened back then. Even if they didn't participate in the smashing, they were the default members, and they were a little restless. In fact, with the change of the times, there are not many such things, and they have been criticized, but they are not as powerful and embarrassing as Ma Qinghui's appearance.

"That's the truth, Xiaohui, the times are different now, and now everyone will find the police station to handle the case." Grandma said slowly, "Funeral, dojo matters, leave it to 'Mr.'; other things, leave it to the police, to An examination of the body, everything is clear."

Grandma made a decision, the Long family had no opinion, and those who had opinions did not dare to say it in front of Ma Qinghui.

Lan He also released Uncle Long's soul and asked him to search for the missing soul of Granny Long.

...

Lan He stood at the door of Long's house and thought with a sense of disappointment. It was people's fear of the unknown that gave birth to their beliefs and gave birth to ghosts and gods. Therefore, the Underworld Yin Division gradually added other functions to punish the wicked.

But it may be better for people to get rid of ignorance and correct their attitude towards ghosts and gods...

Lan He was thinking about it when she heard her grandmother say something quietly beside her: "That little Song also eats rice in the underworld."

Lan He: "...Ah, yes."

He almost forgot that Song Futan's previous performance completely revealed that he could also be a ghost, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Grandma: "Then you're a good match."

Lan He: "..."

Song Futan: "What is grandma saying?"

"Uh..." Lan He glanced at Grandma, not sure if she was joking casually. It didn't mean that, but Grandma just smiled, "Listen."

"Poor soul, go back. Go back to our hometown, where the hillsides are lush, the river is rippling, the moon is bright, the sun is bright, that's a good place to live..."

Ma Qinghui's singing sounded again, and it spread far in the night.

Lan He could hear it.

"A Feng likes to be lively." Grandma smiled while listening to the song, "She will go back to her hometown."

Lan He felt that her grandmother already knew and acquiesced in his relationship with Song Futan. They stayed in the stockade for two days before returning to the city, while Ma Qinghui had to wait for the dust to settle, and his grandmother exchanged phone numbers with him. It is quite easy for the elderly to use the old machine at home.

During the Chinese New Year at home, Lan's father also found an opportunity to learn about their love story. As Lan He's father, he also understood the matter of Lishun better, and was very moved. After hearing this, I cried, "It's so touching."

Lan He: "..."

In addition, after getting along with each other in the past few days, Father Lan and Teacher Long both recognized Song Futan. They just patted Lan He and said, "Your grandmother is old, so let's not let this matter... I don't think we can tell her immediately."

Lan He thought that his grandmother understood it at all, but the old man was so confused that he had no choice but to say, "Okay."

After the Miao New Year at home, Lan He and Song Futan are also going back. It seems that Ying Shao and his master have been handling the affairs of Granny Long in the stockade. Lan He made an appointment to meet with Ying Shao after returning to Beijing. He was a little worried. The matter of Granny Long.

In the middle, Long Xuemei came to visit. She came here for Lan He, saying that she hadn't slept well for a few days, her passion could not be released, and she was almost suffocated to death.

"That can't be said, do you want to become a black fan?" Lan He said.

"Absolutely not." Long Xue sneered, "That is, can I blow it up, we rounding up is a trivial matter?"

"This is no problem." Lan He said, "You can also take a photo together."

Long Xuemei was so excited. That day in the stockade because of the funeral, it was not easy to take a photo with Lan He.

Father Lan came out of the room and saw that they were taking a group photo. Lan He was still holding Long Xuemei's shoulders. Song Futan didn't say anything. Xiao Song, let's go together."

Lan's father felt that it was all together, so be careful, if there is a scandal, it will affect the couple's relationship. In the future, will remind Lan He to pay more attention to Xiao Song's feelings.

He thought that he had taken care of Xiao Song, and Long Xuemei would be somewhat dissatisfied. Who knew that Lan He and Song Futan would stand behind her to take pictures. The little girl shouted "Cuckoo" twice and ran downstairs. .

Father Lan: "??"

Lan He: "...she is happy, it means happy."

"Oh." Father Lan thought, and now he is becoming more and more incomprehensible with the buzzwords.

But Father Lan still wanted to get closer to the young man, so when he was eating at noon, he said loudly, "Gu Gu! Wife, this bacon you made is delicious!"

Lan He and Song Futan almost choked to death...

...

The photo of Long Xuemei was posted on Weibo, expressing that she only found out that she and Lan He belonged to the same stockade, and they were complete. Weibo has tens of thousands of retweets in a while, and fans are crazy about singing the three treasures of auspiciousness.

Although the flight was not exposed, based on the location of Long Xuemei, everyone deduced that Lan He had brought Song Futan back to celebrate the New Year. Looking at this photo again, it really has a strong sense of family vision. On this day, Long Xuemei had countless half-sisters.

Lan He stayed at home for almost half a month.

Although it is thousands of miles away, with the current level of information development, he can still know what happened in the capital, and the app will push it in various ways.

Lan He was laying down on Weibo, replying to fans, and a news pop-up came out, to the effect that the North Garden in the capital suddenly began to close for renovations.

He slipped his hand and clicked it accidentally.

I found that because it came too suddenly, many people were surprised.

Some people say that mysterious antiques have been dug up in the park, which is why the park is closed - it used to be a royal garden.

It is also said that UFOs landed here, anyway, there are various guesses.

[Hehe, the capital has been really weird in the last two years, my master said that the feng shui has changed]

[In the previous place, a red lotus park was suddenly built, and it was also said to be related to feng shui...]

[Although I have never encountered a body sensation, I have heard a lot of urban legends. Some time ago, it wasn't the sudden darkness of the day, what was the name of the night demon in that ancient book. 】

[I made a small pass there and said that I saw a lot of cars coming in and out, and there was something wrong. 】

[Don't say it, I want to go to Juehui Temple to pray for a blessing. 】

Lan He crossed the news, the events of the past two years, some are true, some are false, some are half-truths, but now that the North Park is closed, it should be because everyone thinks too much.

Before he thought about it, he received a greeting from a Taoist priest in Dongyue Temple: [Lai Ye, when are you going back to Beijing, I heard that something happened to Beihai. 】

Beihai is said to be the sea, but it is actually a big pond in the North Garden for tourists to row boats.

Lan He: [? ? What's up】

Taoist priest from Dongyue Temple: [A few days ago, one of the cruise ships was parked in the middle of the sea, and it didn't move. The park service sent a boat to pick up the passengers, but several passengers landed and fainted. And the identity of one of the passengers seems to be a bit complicated, and I don't know the specifics... Anyway, the cause was not found in the hospital, so I quietly found someone to look at the matter. Now that the park is also closed, the mage you were looking for at the beginning was useless, so the news was released in the industry, and the selection of souls was probably more of a preference for monks... I think if you were there, you would definitely be very competitive. 】

He was a bit sour when he spoke, and he took Lan He as his own.

Lan He: […]

"What's wrong?" Song Futan came over and asked when he saw that Lan He's face was not quite right.

Lan He showed him the chat record, "They have a big business, you said, it should have nothing to do with the town."

Song Futan hugged Lan He: "Are you still worried? Even if the calm is settled, the capital will not be without waves. How can any city be permanently peaceful."

"Yes." Lan He murmured. After all, the town's objects control the feng shui of the capital, but some causal entanglements cannot be avoided. Ghosts and immortals still exist, and there may still be people who covet Song Futan's body. It can only be said that under the shock of the town, there is no way to be arrogant, especially a guy like Hu Si, who can't make a mess. Compared to some time ago, these few months have been really easy, and there is nothing to worry about.

As soon as Lan He heard this relatively big movement, he felt a drumbeat in his heart, as if he had a bad premonition. This kind of premonition rose when he saw a group of foxes, but it turned out that he was thinking too much.

Now that this feeling came up again, Lan He felt that she might have been nervous all the time, with some sequelae and nervousness. It didn't take long to do this part-time job.

"Or, do you really want to expand your business scope?" Song Futan joked. The Taoist priest said just now that Lan He was also capable of taking on this business.

"Then forget it." Lan He said, so many full-time mages, what kind of work is he robbing, "I still want to cover my vest."

Song Futan: "You mean your translucent vest?"

Lan He: "..."

Lan He: "What are you talking about, many of my fans and friends are still keeping it in the dark!"

He was proud for a while, and found that Song Futan looked at him with a smile, and put down his hands on his hips, "I don't mean to lie and be proud..."

But after this incident came out, Lan He was really worried. When the company asked if he wanted to come back if he had a temporary job, he immediately agreed, changed the ticket, and returned to Beijing in advance.

"I don't know why, this time I blame the homesick fairies." After getting out of the car, Lan He said to Song Futan while opening the door. In the past, when he was filming, he didn't care about his family very much.

Song Futan: "You are already a good father."

Lan He smiled.

They went in directly through the floor-to-ceiling glass door of the living room, and saw that although they were not there, Miss Hu and Liu Shisan were all here, having dinner with Hu Qijiu and Bai Wu, sharing a fragrant pagoda left by Lan He. , and gossip about something.

Hu Qijiu said lazily: "...Those dead fox spirits, if they dare to come, I will scratch one of them."

Miss Hu also sneered, "Fry one, fry one, bake one, stir fry one..."

Lan He: "..."

Sounds quite hungry.

"You Humen are too careful and possessive." Liu Shisan said leisurely with his feet crossed, "Isn't it good to be a wild fairy like me?"

"You want to come in, you can see what others want." Hu Qijiujiu laughed, seeing Liu Shisan staring at him, he hid behind Mrs. Hu, and touched Bai Wu with his foot, "Hey, what about you? No temper at all?"

Bai Wu said silently: "I'm very lucky to be enshrined by the Zun family. Our white people are withered, and it's common to come and go. Zun's family is so good..."

He sounded very humble.

The so-called "coming to the immortals and going to the horses" refers to a hall. For various reasons, new immortals come and old immortals leave. It's not necessarily a bad relationship. It may be worshipped for many years if you have successfully cultivated, you must prepare to cultivate and ascend to immortals. It is common for people to come and go, especially the kind of hall that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Lan He wanted to speak out at first, but when she heard this sentence, she sighed with emotion. This is my most honest cub. I will never forget my original intention and be grateful forever.

Bai Wu clasped his hands on his chest: "If I leave, I hope to choose a good boy from the younger generation of the White Sect and inherit our respected family."

Lan He: "..."

He stepped forward and slapped Yiping on the back of the head: "Is this the way the word is used? I still want to pass it on from generation to generation."

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