“Quiet!”

After everyone takes their place.

The priest stretched out his hand and stopped playing music, and the whispers of the crowd also faded.

First, the old chief read the eulogy.

Then the priest danced with the music.

After jumping on the altar for two quarters of an hour, he came to various sacrificial towers with scissors in hand, cut off the dead's hair, wrapped his nails in red cloth, and handed them to the family.

Then he picked up a gold utensil full of water, recited an inaudible spell in his mouth, sprinkled the clear water of the gold utensil on the sacrificial tower, and threw nine copper coins inwards.

"Crash fire!"

The priest gave the order.

More than a dozen sacrificial towers instantly "boomed" and ignited a raging fire!

"Send the soul!"

As soon as the priest finished speaking, he saw the family of the deceased wearing mourning clothes and mourning clothes holding the things used by the deceased, walking on a winding route, and sending the relics into the sacrificial tower!

From the beginning to the end of the ceremony.

No one cried, whether it was the family of the deceased or the other residents.

According to Sister Niu, if the family of the deceased is too sad, it will make the deceased nostalgic for the world and prevent their souls from ascending to heaven. The soul sender takes a distorted path in order to prevent the souls sent out of the deceased from coming back.

As the flames rose up, the band played music, and people called wildly with the priests:

"Welcome the messenger of the underworld!"

"Welcome the messenger of the underworld!"

"Welcome the messenger of the underworld!"

Fu Shiyi's scalp was numb when he heard it, and he couldn't help but shivered. As the priest on the altar raised his hand, everyone stopped and then blindfolded his eyes with the black cloth belt in his hand.

"There won't be a messenger in the underworld, right?"

Fu Shiyi muttered in his heart, and then covered his eyes. As the last person tied a black cloth belt, the torches placed in the priesthood were destroyed one after another!

The surroundings became pitch black.

Quite quiet!

suddenly!

A gust of cold wind blew.

Two shadows, one tall and one short, appeared as lightly as paper on the priest's land.

After the shadow stands firm.

He rushed directly from the residents who were standing in front of the sacrificial tower and the tall man shouted in, "Hey, I'm on the road, come out quickly!"

After talking.

Green ghosts floated out of the sacrificial tower, lined up properly behind the tall man. The short man counted the heads, and then snorted coldly at the sacrificial tower in the middle:

"Those who are tactful will immediately get out of here."

The tall man didn't expect that someone would dare to disobey them, and he smiled:

"Bai Envoy, you are really the emperor and the eunuch. Since he doesn't want to go on the road with us, then let him be a lonely ghost in the world. Now that our underworld has been restarted, the ground is so big that many lonely souls can't find a way to enter!"

The short white messenger snorted coldly: "If someone above hadn't explained it to them and took special care of them, I would have been too lazy to waste my time!"

The tall black messenger said curiously: "Brother Bai, who told me about it? Just give me some clues. We have been doing business for hundreds of years, and you can't believe my character!"

The white messenger pursed his lips and said nothing.

The black messenger felt bored, and the black banner in his hand swayed, and the ghost following him was instantly taken in. He stomped his feet, "Since you don't say it, I won't accompany you." Before he finished speaking, the shadow disappeared from the spot.

Because the black messenger just stood in front of Fu Shiyi.

She instinctively wanted to retreat.

But as soon as her heels moved, she secretly shouted "Oh," so that the white messenger would definitely find that from beginning to end, she could see the black and white messenger and be exposed!

The White Messenger seemed to have not noticed her abnormality.

I saw his right hand swing towards the priest's tower in the corner, and when he pulled it back, a black iron chain had already trapped a soul.

When the ghost struggled hard, he found that he could not break free, he instantly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to his head:

"Mr. Envoy, please, let me stay. I am the only one strong laborer in my family. The rest are only an old mother in her seventies and a four-year-old son. Without me, they can't survive! Mr. Envoy, please! Please!!"

The White Messenger snorted coldly:

"Do you think I'm going to bring ghosts in your tribe for the first time? If you are a victim of the tribe, if you have an orphan mother at home and no one takes care of you, you will be cared for by the tribe, it is obvious that you are reluctant to give up the honor of the captain's hunting captain, and you will also involve your orphan mother. It's so shameless!!"

The white banner in the white messenger's hand shook.

Then he put the ghosts he wanted to break free into.

When Fu Shiyi thought he was leaving, he unexpectedly glanced at him:

"Your psychic body has been unblocked, and you can see any ghosts in the future. Someone asked me to tell you, be careful!"

After the Bai Envoy finished speaking, he stomped his feet and disappeared.

The torches that were originally destroyed on the priest's land lit up one after another.

The priest on the altar sings, "Okay, the messenger of the underworld has left. You can take off the black cloth belt and all of it will be dispersed."

Everyone pulled off the black cloth belt after hearing this.

The family of the deceased who had been suppressing his tears, burst into tears in an instant, as if they were infected, and suddenly there was a burst of crying over the priest's land.

Sister Niu also sprinkled a few drops of golden beans.

Seeing Fu Shiyi standing there in a daze, even the black cloth belt was not pulled off, she thought she didn't hear it clearly: "Miss Fu, you can pull off the black cloth belt. It's late at night, and we should disperse."

"Oh, OK, OK!"

Fu Shiyi pulled off the black cloth belt in a daze and walked back with Sister Niu's footsteps. She had not digested the words of the messenger in her mind until now.

What is the psychic body?

What is its function?

She looked through the information accumulated in her mind, but found no clue.

Who else asked the white messenger to tell her to be careful?

Who sealed her spiritual body?

Fu Shiyi felt a mess in his mind, and he couldn't handle it anyway!

After returning to the room in a daze, he walked her down the mountain and browsed the scenes that happened in the past nine years, like a movie.

There are only three strange things.

First, I encountered a red blood coffin under the dry well of Yanyang Lake;

Second, follow the pipa girl to the Yin-Yang Bridge in Yin-Yang Village;

Third, I met an old ghost who had been for hundreds of years at the entrance of Guigu, the southern wilderness.

She fell into a coma these three times, and she knew nothing about what happened afterwards!

She had always thought that Xiaokong had rescued her, but now it seems that it is not the case. After Fu Shiyi returned to the room, he entered the space of consciousness.

anyway.

Today she would ask Xiaokong for a clear question.

She didn't know what happened.

At least Xiaokong is aware of it!

When Sister Niu saw Fu Shiyi back to the house, she locked herself inside and kept watching the door and prevented her from coming in. She felt uneasy.

"Is this Miss Fu a woman over her evil spirit?"
Chapter completed!