"Come, come, Yang Wei is back." The door opened, and Yang Jisong poked his head out.

When he saw it was Yang Wei and I, he immediately called us in.

Also now, I just learned that this boy riding a motorcycle is named Yang Wei.

"Thank you for finding someone to pick me up." I walked into the store and said looking at the back of Yang Jisong who was walking in the front.

Yang Jisong didn't look back, "Your friend helped us escape. It's a favor we owe. It's nothing."

The hall of Yang Jisong's house is quite large, with a total of three floors. The first floor is for displaying some antiques and the like, and the second floor is the old business, with a lot of coffins, paper people, money, paper, etc.

of.

Only the top third floor is where they live.

Yang Jisong explained to me that he and Yang Wei manage this hall together. The other brothers and sisters in the family are all in school, and the relatives are working elsewhere. Although the relationship between the relatives is good, because each of them is too

We are so busy that we rarely see each other.

As the eldest grandson, Yang Jisong has a gentle temper and treats his brothers and sisters very well. He is specially welcomed by relatives.

Although Yang Jisong is not very good at using charms and talismans, due to the help of relatives and brothers and sisters, when he usually takes a more difficult order, his relatives will take the initiative to help.

It is precisely because of the harmonious coexistence and mutual help of this large family that this famous family is somewhat famous in this area.

This is also the reason why Agni came to Yang Jisong.

And this Yang Wei is also one of Yang Jisong's cousins. Among the children, Yang Wei has the best qualifications in learning how to use spells, and he is also the fastest to learn.

To put it bluntly, Yang Wei and Yang Jisong are two mirrors. One is the strongest and the other is the weakest.

The first floor was better. When I walked up to the second floor, I looked at the pale white paper people and paper horses that were as tall as one person. I subconsciously moved to one side to avoid them. Looking at these things at night, it was very eye-catching.

That mass grave is even scarier.

It was much better when I got to the third floor. When I passed the stairs on the third floor, I suddenly felt an invisible force blocking my steps, making me unable to take half a step up, so I stopped at this section.

on the steps.

Yang Wei glanced at the bell in my arms, and then stepped down to the second floor in a few steps. He walked to the desk in his mouth, took the unwritten yellow talisman paper and brush on the table, dipped some ink, and started chanting

He was holding something and then wrote some words on the yellow talisman paper.

Yang Wei basically composed these words in one stroke.

There is no pause at all,

He took the written talisman over, then handed the wine jar to Yang Jisong, took Ling Dang into his arms, and put the talisman on Ling Dang's head.

Only then did we go up a step.

Huh? When I saw him like this, I could actually go up.

"We have a barrier on the third floor to prevent dirty things from getting up. This barrier was left by my grandfather to keep the store safe," Yang Jisong explained to me.

I nodded, that's it, no wonder it got stuck on the stairs just now.

As soon as I got to the third floor, I saw Agni sitting on the sofa, very comfortable watching a variety show on TV. Ye Wudao was sitting at the table, playing with the mobile phone in his hand.

Seeing me coming up, Ye Wudao got up and ran over. He just touched me all over.

I slapped his hand away. Ye Wudao felt pain and blew on the back of his hand.

"I don't care about you, Xiaoyang, you actually hit me, huh, you don't know a good heart." Ye Wudao snorted and said dissatisfied.

I rolled my eyes at him: "Your concern is too much, I don't need it."

Ye Wudao snorted, "Look at you still being so lively and joking with me. It seems like nothing's wrong. I've been worrying for a long time in vain."

"Heh." I gave him the middle finger, and Yang Wei handed him the bell. Under the guidance of Yang Jisong, Ye Wudao held the bell, placed it on the bed, and covered it with a quilt thoughtfully.

Saying hello to Agni, we sat around the table.

I placed the wine jar in the center of the table, and several people were puzzled at the same time. Ye Wudao posted: "Brother Yang, where did this come from? Could it be that you took the tribute bar from the grave? Then I don't want to drink it.

, if you mess with something, you’ll be finished.”

I raised my eyebrows and then punched him hard.

There was a bulge on Ye Wudao's forehead, and I said angrily: "This is the wedding wine for the underworld wedding. Drinking it can accumulate negative virtues. Drink it if you like."

Agni asked with great interest: "What is ghost marriage?"

"Don't you even know about underworld marriage? Haha, you are really ignorant. Let me tell you." Ye Wudao finally found an opportunity to show off his profound knowledge, and he must not let it go.

So he quickly said: "Underworld marriage is also called underworld marriage. It is a folk custom. If a man and a woman both die after getting engaged, or if their children die before getting engaged, the parents want to marry them out of love. Underworld marriage is also divided into divisions.

There are two kinds: dead and dead and dead and living.

As early as ancient times, there were many examples of underworld marriages.

"The Rites of Zhou" says: "It is forbidden to relocate, bury or marry." However, this trend has never been eliminated, and some are even directly reflected in the rulers. For example: Cao Cao's favorite son Cao Chong died at the age of thirteen.

He hired the deceased Miss Zhen to be Cao Chong's wife and buried them together.

In the Song Dynasty, ghost marriages were most popular. According to Kang Yuzhi's "Yesterday Dream Record", when an unmarried man or woman dies, his parents will ask a "ghost matchmaker" to arrange marriage, and then perform divination.

The ghosts made ghost clothes, held a marriage ceremony, and buried the bones of men and women together.

"History of the Yuan Dynasty: Biographies of Lienu" records: "If a son dies without a wife, he may ask for the deceased daughter's bones to be buried together." "History of the Ming Dynasty: Biography of Lienu" also records: "Yang □ died and his fiancée died; Liu Bochun died, and his wife died."

The same goes for women, who are all buried together in a coffin."

In one breath, Ye Wudao gave many examples.

Even I admired him endlessly, but I didn't realize that this guy had a very thorough understanding of ghost marriage.

Yang Jisong looked at me, and I looked at him.

Yang Jisong motioned me to look at Ye Wudao's hand with his eyes. When I saw it, I immediately wanted to vomit blood.

Ye Wudao was holding a mobile phone in his hand on the table. The screen of the mobile phone was still on, and you could clearly see above. Ye Wudao had a lot of information about ghost marriages on Baidu Encyclopedia.

It’s a shame that I was so impressed just now, hey. Suddenly Ye Wudao’s favorability value in my heart was minus 10086.

"I can't help it anymore, let's have a drink quickly."

Ye Wudao originally wanted to say something more, but Yang Wei couldn't help the alcohol bug in his stomach. He quickly interrupted, blocking Ye Wudao from continuing to show off his 'extensive knowledge'.
Chapter completed!