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When everyone saw that Aunt Zhang had put down her hands and closed her eyes, they finally felt at ease.

Taoist Wang said that he would avoid any problems from now on, so he suggested that they should bury him tonight at night. Everyone said that they had no objections, and that they should listen to Taoist Wang.

After dinner, he came back again, preparing to help with the funeral procession for Aunt Zhang. At this time, the courtyard became lively, a group of people were bragging and beating about the bush, and a few monks were chanting. All of their important friends and relatives were there, waiting for the Aunt Zhang funeral.

There was nothing to watch today, it was likely that a series of strange incidents were happening to the Aunt Zhang family, so no one dared to come back. However, there were a few bold people watching from afar.

In their village, the custom of the white matter was that before the funeral, the immediate family members had to kneel in front of the coffin and mourn for ten minutes, crying and burning paper, and then they could get up and go to the grave.

If one were to talk about mourning, the first order on their side were the eldest son and the second son. Only after that would they become brothers and sisters of the deceased.

Everyone was busy with work just now, so no one had time to worry about other things. But at this moment, they realised that Aunt Zhang's son had disappeared! She only had this one son, if he was not here, then the rest of the things would be impossible to proceed. Taoist Wang had also mentioned that the eldest son would have to throw the brazier when she was in the coffin, and walk at the front holding the portrait.

Aunt Zhang's husband brought a few people with him to search everywhere. Due to the absence of his eldest son, the funeral had to be stopped, so they could only wait here.

After a while, the Aunt Zhang husband came back sweating profusely, saying that the person had disappeared!

Soon after, the other young men who had participated in the search also said that they had looked for the eldest son in the house and outside the yard! This time, the chaos turned into a pot of porridge. The guest was a little impatient and kept complaining to the Aunt Zhang husband, talking about why there were so many things about her family.

The dead people in the house were all aggrieved, but the words of the guests made them all anxious. They wanted to argue with them, and the monks that were chanting also stood up, rolling up their sleeves and preparing to fight.

The two groups had a total of around twenty to thirty people. The situation was extremely chaotic, and Taoist Wang was extremely anxious as well.

However, right at this moment, the coffin placed on the wooden shelf in the middle of the yard suddenly made a 'bang bang' sound out for no reason.

Everyone stopped and looked at the coffin.

In the evening, the lid of the coffin was already closed, so no one could see what was going on inside. However, everyone present could hear that the sound was coming from inside the coffin.

Everyone was stunned, even Taoist Wang and Great Master, being experienced and profound people, were frowning, not to mention the others.

The banging sounds were getting louder and louder. Sometimes it was the sounds coming from the coffin walls, sometimes it was the sounds coming from the lid, as if someone was struggling inside.

Taoist Wang thought, could it be that Aunt Zhang had faked her corpse? Or was she not dead at all?

Until there was a faint cry for help from inside the coffin, as if someone was calling for help.

Taoist Wang suddenly shouted. Don't just stand there, quickly open the coffin, there is someone inside!

As if they had awoken from a dream, Taoist Wang's son was the first to rush forward, followed by a few brave young men. They took great pains to open the coffin lid.

As soon as the lid was opened, a figure jumped out and sat on the ground.

Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Aunt Zhang's son. This fellow's hair stood up straight as she sat on the ground and pointed at the coffin while trembling and said, "I can't bury you! I can't bury you! My mother has a grudge!"

Everyone was scared out of their wits. They never thought that their eldest son, who they had found in a circle, would actually be hiding in the coffin!

Taoist Wang and the guests looked inside the coffin and saw that Aunt Zhang was lying there without any changes. In other words, the eldest son had been resting his head on Aunt Zhang's corpse inside the coffin the whole time …

Aunt Zhang's husband hurriedly rushed out to pull his son up, and asked him with a heartache: "What's wrong with you, why did you run into your mother's coffin?"

The eldest son repeated breathlessly, "Mao …" Hair... Hair...

Hearing his tone, he still had something to say, but for some reason, the husband of Aunt Zhang anxiously stopped him. She did not let him say it out loud, but forced his son to mourn for his mother.

The young men closed the coffin with all their might, and the others urged their eldest son to mourn for your mother to be buried as soon as possible.

The eldest son was obviously afraid of his father, but since he had something to say in his heart, he suppressed it in the end.

His eldest son was forced by his father to grieve for Aunt Zhang. He knelt in front of the brazier, preparing to burn the paper.

Just at this time, Taoist Wang shouted, wait!

When Taoist Wang shouted this, Aunt Zhang and her son immediately stood up from the ground, waiting for orders.

The husband of the Aunt Zhang asked the Taoist Wang what orders she had. However, the Taoist Wang told them that the funeral couldn't be held today.

The husband of the Aunt Zhang asked him why, the Taoist Wang said that the Aunt Zhang has grievances in her heart, this matter can be done on another day!

Aunt Zhang's body already started to stink. It was impossible to not bury it.

The father and son of the Zhang family came over to beg for their help. Today, they would have to bury them no matter what. They could not leave them behind any longer.

The Taoist Wang ignored him and turned to ask the customer. Where is the room?

The customer took the hint and pointed to the west wing.

Taoist Wang walked over and kicked open the door to the west wing.

Aunt Zhang's husband panicked. It was too late to stop her, she had already stepped into the house and switched on the light.

On the wall in front of the house, there was a altar and a portrait of an animal hung on the wall. According to Taoist Wang's description, the animal in the portrait must be the Maoju Spirit.

The strange thing was, there was a altar next to them. The altar was dedicated to the God of War.

Pointing to the portrait of the Maoju Spirit, he asked the husband of the Aunt Zhang, how do you explain this?

In the end, Aunt Zhang's husband fell to her knees with a "plop", shouting, "Sin! Sin!" After she finished speaking, he burst into tears.

When he was almost done crying, he admitted it on his own accord. He was indeed supporting the Maoju Spirit, but the Maoju Spirit would only help him when his family was lucky.

Taoist Wang and the guests revealed a mocking smile. Everyone invited a deity and only invited one, never asking the two deities to do so. This was a taboo that everyone understood!

Taoist Wang asked him, does Aunt Zhang have anything to do with her death?

The husband of the Aunt Zhang nodded and beat her chest while saying that he had caused the death of her wife.

The night that Aunt Zhang fell from the tree, his husband was woken up by a series of slurring sounds. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a furry thing beside his bed tearing at Aunt Zhang, he was so scared that he quickly turned on the lights. The thing ran away, and by this time, the hair on Aunt Zhang's head had already been pulled off.

After the furry thing ran out of the house, it turned its head and bared its fangs at the Aunt Zhang husband, letting out a sharp sound, and ran out immediately. He could also tell that that thing was the Maoju Spirit.

The guest asked him, why did the Maoju Spirit want to harm the Aunt Zhang?

Aunt Zhang's husband said that in the beginning, she did not offer any money to the Martial God, but he was afraid that her family's luck would go awry because she did not sleep well on this matter. In truth, he knew a bit about the taboo, but she did not care about that and still invited the Martial God over.

That night, he saw Maoju Spirit squatting outside his window, staring at him for an entire night. It was as if he had heard the sound of crying. From the beginning of the second day onwards, Maoju Spirit did not send anything back home.

Aunt Zhang's husband felt that something was amiss. Sure enough, after a few days, something that he did not want to see happened.

In two days, a bag of Northeast Rice was emptied, and a bag of rice was left empty. In two to three days, it would be gone, and he knew that Maoju Spirit would no longer take care of his house, so he started to take things out.

Although the Aunt Zhang had a fierce personality, she still respected and respected her husband. Therefore, she turned a blind eye to her husband's maintenance, but since they lost something at home, the Aunt Zhang would not do anything about it. She threatened to capture the Maoju Spirit and start stewing him in meat.

Every night, Aunt Zhang would squat down and grab onto Maoju Spirit. Every time she appeared, she would give chase with a broom, but how could she catch up with Maoju Spirit, who was so nimble. In the end, she made Maoju Spirit angry, and in a week, Aunt Zhang threw five bags of rice in succession, and more and more things.

In the past, Aunt Zhang's family's condition was pretty good, but ever since they offended Maoju Spirit, her family was so poor that they could not even open the pot. That's why Aunt Zhang gave up on this small amount of money and wanted to climb trees to beat the white fruit, causing her to be injured.

Her husband suspected that it was because Aunt Zhang broke his body that Maoju Spirit took the opportunity to take revenge on her.

But no one could have imagined that the Aunt Zhang was struck to death by lightning, but this matter was definitely not done by the Maoju Spirit, it was not possible for it to have such great ability, it should be a coincidence that the Aunt Zhang was killed.

Then how did the Aunt Zhang hang him?

The Aunt Zhang husband had a troubled look on her face. He really didn't know what was going on, but when she woke up the next morning, she saw the Aunt Zhang's body hanging on the wall.

Since he dared to admit to supporting the Maoju Spirit, then there was naturally no need for him to hide anything else.

Taoist Wang said that he would send Maoju Spirit away today, and asked him if his husband would agree to it? The husband of Aunt Zhang was like a chick, nodding his head like he agreed.

Everyone asked, "How do I send them off?" Taoist Wang laughed, he only wanted to kill it. He said it was simple, it all depended on him.

It could be said that the pitiful person must have something to hate. How could it be possible for him to want to take all the good things in the world for himself?

The pitiful Maoju Spirit was crying after staying out of the window all night, especially on the night when the Martial God was invited. This animal was truly very intelligent!

Taoist Wang placed a few pieces of talisman paper into the incense burner, then crushed the remaining candles and threw them into the incense burner, until the talisman paper was completely burned up.

The Taoist Wang said that this ceremony was called 'Mercy's End'.

After burning the incense, Taoist Wang took out two silver needles and pierced them into the Maoju Spirit's eyes on the portrait.

It was hard to tell if it was an illusion or real, but there was a sharp scream.

Taoist Wang took out the silver needles, tore off the portraits and folded them, threw them into an incense burner and burnt them together.

When it was all burnt out, Taoist Wang had already finished his' business' and was' sent 'away.

Aunt Zhang's husband was extremely grateful, Master warned him from the side that in the future, she should not be greedy and avenge everything, but this time it was considered light.

The husband of the Aunt Zhang was extremely grateful and said that she would never dare to do so again.

This time, I understand why the Zhang father and son didn't blame us when they found out that the Aunt Zhang was killed by lightning. It was because of the 'Maoju Spirit', that he didn't dare to make a big deal out of it, for fear that the matter of supporting the Maoju Spirit would be exposed.

As expected, not only did the Maoju Spirit inherit the weasel's "greedy" personality, he even inherited its flawed personality.

The son of the Aunt Zhang came to the coffin for no reason, it must be the Maoju Spirit's doing.

After that, the guest stayed at Taoist Wang's house for a few days, and the Zhang family did not lose anything else, and the 'Maoju Spirit' was nowhere to be found. Perhaps it was dead, or perhaps it was really sent away, all of this was already unknown.