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The Second Master Lin took over the Death Announcement and read out. Name of the deceased: Zhang Yang, date of birth: March 3, 1997; date of death: July 18, 2016; address of burial: Loess Mountain, southwest of Guang Ming Village; method of burial: New grave, single grave, earth buried; cause of death: natural death; deceased: Zhang Yang walked westward from the "brothel" shady bridge, and naturally left a dark trail to pick up the soul …

Losing person: Lin Zhishu.

After he finished reading, he placed the Death Announcement into the coffin and pasted it on the face of the paper man. Then, he took the brazier and burned a few pieces of paper.

I was about to ask something when I suddenly felt something was wrong. The air seemed to be falling rapidly, as if a cold wind was blowing in!

I subconsciously turned my head to look at the door. The black cloth was tightly covered, there was no wind at all, but there was wind within the funeral shed, and the only candle that was blown was on the verge of collapse.

When I heard that, I quickly ran to the center of the funeral shed and used my hands to protect it. I clearly felt that wind was blowing inside the funeral shed.

I tried my best to protect the candle from being extinguished, but it was blown out, even though I was protecting the candle.

With a crack, the candle fell off the table and fell into two pieces. Perhaps the aunt had never seen such a scene before.

She, who was still kneeling by the coffin, quickly dodged to the side.

Since the only candle in the funeral shed had been extinguished, the weak light of the shadow lamp did not work either.

At that moment, the evil wind stopped. Just as I was about to exhale, I heard sounds coming from the coffin in the darkness. It was the sound of paper scraping against the walls of the coffin!

I was so scared that I stuck close to the Second Master Lin. He seemed to be very cautious as he asked in a low voice, "Who?"

But the air was dead silent.

In a blur, I saw a shadow sitting up in the coffin.

I felt my hair stand on end.

Old Master Wang was the first to react. He fumbled to pick up the candle and lit it up again, and his funeral shed immediately recovered its light.

Inside the coffin, the paper man was dressed in a birthday suit and sat up.

I don't know if it was an illusion or something, but I felt its eyes squint at me!

The grandma had probably never seen something like this before, so she turned around and ran.

Second Master Lin shouted from behind, don't run, I haven't even paid you!

However, all I heard was a "Clang Dang" sound coming from the gate, and then there was no more sound.

I knew that the grieving woman had been scared off.

As for the paper man, it just sat there quietly with no reaction.

Second Master Lin told me to stay put, he walked over to take a look.

After reading, the Second Master Lin knew where the problem was.

Actually, I could also tell that the copper coin that was sucked into his eyes had dropped at some point in time.

Second Master Lin waved his hand.

He picked up the two copper coins from the coffin and placed them back on the paper man's eyes. At the same time, he took out a silver needle and pierced it into the "Seven Apertures" position.

Sure enough, the paper man fell down.

Second Master Lin said that sealed seven orifices with silver needles. This is called "Soul-Sealing Spike", which is also another way to lock your soul.

I nodded quickly! If only there were a small copy. I'll write it down one by one.

He said that if he took out the paper man and put it in the brazier, he would burn the birthday suit as well.

With that, we took the paper man out of the coffin and threw it into the brazier.

At this moment, a thought flashed through my mind, the paper man was burnt to ashes, the longevity clothes were still intact, and in the end, I failed to strip!

However, my imagination is too rich.

Both the paper man and the birthday suit were burnt and quickly turned into a pile of ashes. There was a pungent smell in the air that was very unpleasant.

After a long while, the Second Master Lin finally heaved a sigh of relief. He was already sweating profusely, and when I asked him if he succeeded, his answer was yes.

He felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation, as if he had received a new life! After we finished, we started to dismantle our funeral shed.

While removing the funeral shed, I saw that the Second Master Lin's face didn't look good. His face used to be red, but now his face was completely black, as if he was holding in his breath.

Without waiting for me to step forward to ask, the Second Master Lin "Pu …" After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Old Master Wang and I immediately went over to support him. I asked him what was wrong.

The Second Master Lin smiled awkwardly and said that it was nothing serious. He was already old and a little tired. I said don't remove the funeral shed, come in and rest for a while.

After saying that, Old Master Wang and I carried him into the house.

I helped Old Master Wang pack up the rest of the things and put them on the carriage.

During this time, I tried to talk to the Old Master Wang, but he just kept quiet. Seeing that he didn't say anything, I stopped talking.

When I left, the old man didn't say anything and just waved at me before driving away.

I was also a little tired, so I put on my clothes and sat down in the yard to rest.

After a while, Second Master Lin's son and daughter-in-law returned. They carried a lot of raw walnuts on their back and told me to rub them with me.

It's definitely a manual labor, although it is not a technical one, but it is more difficult to knead them together, because the walnuts that were just plucked from the trees had a thick layer of green skin on the outside, and this layer of skin is extremely difficult to peel off. I can see that Second Master Lin's son's ten fingers' nails are all black, and that's not mud, but the pigment left behind from years of peeling walnuts, and it's very difficult to wash it off.

Second Master Lin's son asked me how I was doing. I said that I was fine and took off my clothes.

His son nodded and said, As long as you take it off, as long as you take it off. Nothing ever happened in our village, but ever since Steamed Bun died, all sorts of weird things have happened.

The person who said it didn't mean it, but the person who heard it had their own thoughts. The death of Steamed Bun was related to me, so I kept having the feeling that the words of Second Master Lin's son made me feel very awkward.

After a while, the Second Master Lin came out of the house. I saw that his face looked better, so we quickly put down what we were doing, and asked him with concern. He said that he was fine, although he was old, his recovery ability was not bad.

After I finished speaking, Second Master Lin told me to follow him to Baozi's home. I put down what I was doing and followed him out.

When we reached the Baozi's home gate, we did not go in. Instead, we looked around us at the gate for a while, and looked into the courtyard. Xiao Tao and a few other people were still guarding there, playing cards.

There were a few monks chanting in the courtyard, and the chanting disturbed me.

Coincidentally, at that moment, we heard a rustling sound from inside, followed by a figure hurrying out.

Just as we were about to walk in to take a look, we bumped into Da Jian, who said that he was about to look for us.

I asked him what was the matter, and he said that Bao Wenjun had awoken!

Hearing this, I was overjoyed and hurriedly followed Second Master Lin into the courtyard.

After carefully calculating, Bao Wenjun had already been unconscious for two days.

Walking into the house, I saw Bao Wenjun burning paper for the bun and kowtowing. Seeing us coming in, Bao Wenjun grabbed me and told me to follow him out.