Zhang Er spoke not fast enough for me to hear clearly.
I also understood what he meant. There is no auspicious day, but you can choose an auspicious time. If you put the corpse into the ancestral hall at this time, it will be blessed by Feng Shui.
Similarly, I also understand how to choose, but I don’t know more details.
I looked down at the time and replied in a deep voice: "It's just after midnight, a quarter of an hour after seven o'clock."
Zhang Er nodded and then said: "The Xu Shi is rich in virtue, and the Hai Shi is Lord Baoguang. Send them to the ancestral hall at this time, and they will protect the Wan family today. The Wan family is the entire Neiyang City. Neiyang City has eliminated itself." Yangjiang’s Feng Shui Bureau will have one more ancestral hall to protect it.”
"Mr. Yin Shu's most powerful skill should not be to connect the Yin, nor just to detect Feng Shui, but to conduct Feng Shui burial. You still have a lot to learn." Zhang Er's eyes were deep.
I nodded solemnly and bowed slightly to him to express my gratitude.
"When reading the obituary, you can lift the corpse now. Control the time. The last corpse cannot exceed Haishi. It must be completed within these two time periods." Zhang Er reminded me again.
I took a deep breath and exhaled a long breath. After holding for a few breaths, I tried my best to let my mind go.
Then I walked to the entrance of the mourning hall facing Yangjiang and read in a deep voice.
"Obituary for Yang Jiang Qianzi!"
"Today is the year of Dingyou, the month of Renzi, and the day of Yihai. It is a very auspicious day for Rouri! Choose an auspicious time for mourning!"
"Please come ashore, all the innocent souls who died in vain!"
"Build an ancestral hall by the riverside and invite the people of Neiyang City to recognize their relatives! The resentments of those who died in vain can be conveyed in dreams, and the corpses can be used to focus on!"
"You were born in a time of war and chaos, but now the country is peaceful and the people are safe. There is no need to worry about it in the world of the world, and you will be enshrined and reincarnated in the underworld!"
While I was reading the obituary, I felt a breath between my chest and abdomen. The breath penetrated my whole body, making me tremble and covered with goosebumps.
It seemed that it wasn't just the tens of thousands of citizens looking at me, but even hundreds of pairs of cold eyes.
I even feel like there are many pairs of eyes staring at me behind me...
"Don't look back, do what you do!" Suddenly, there was another sharp warning.
My body trembled, and the next sentence I shouted: "Please lead the way from the Wan family! Send these seven hundred corpses to the temple for worship! After today, there will no longer be the cold pain of deep water, only the warmth of incense! Please rest in peace for the seven hundred corpses!"
The moment I finished speaking, my heart trembled.
This tremor came from in front of me.
In my daze, I suddenly had an hallucination. The corpses in the mourning hall seemed to have fallen to the ground by themselves.
Even when each corpse came down, they bowed towards me. Their faces were full of black air and hair, and they were all eerie and terrifying.
But there is no evil look in their eyes!
Immediately afterwards, they walked towards the location of the ancestral hall...
Of course, this was only a moment, a cold wind blew by, and my thoughts and eyesight became clear.
Wherever there is a corpse that has been lowered into the mourning hall, it is still lying on the table in the mourning hall...
My breathing was extremely rapid, and it wasn't until Zhang Er pressed my shoulder that I calmed down a little.
"Mr. Zhang..." I was about to speak.
Zhang Er shook his head, obviously telling me not to say more.
Did he see it too?
But I don’t know, or is this just my imagination?
Under the guidance of the Feng family, these people began to carry the body into the ancestral hall.
Everything went on in an orderly manner, and time passed very quickly. Regarding these corpses, I felt relieved. This was bound to not turn into evil spirits.
When we turned back to the edge of Yangjiang River, Liu Wensan and others also looked at Yangjiang intently.
Including those water ghouls, they are almost the same as before.
However, there are also quite a few water ghouls lying on the edge of the river, seemingly lifeless.
There are also some water ghouls pouring water on them.
"What's going on?" I frowned and asked in confusion.
Liu Wensan sighed and replied: "Water ghouls must be in the river at all times. If they leave the water, they will definitely die. They cannot go down to the river now."
I frowned, and then I asked Feng Bao to do it. At least get some river water to gather nearby, whether it is a basin or a bucket, at least save their lives. They fished the corpses ashore, which was a huge help.
Feng Baozheng was going to do it.
The flood at this moment is becoming more and more fierce, and it seems to have reached its limit!
From far away from the river, a raging wave rushed in, and the river seemed to be trembling.
This sentence suddenly popped up in my mind. It was what I thought of when I was drawing pictures on the river embankment and the dam. The water potential described in the Zhai Jing!
"The great rivers come ten or twenty miles away and there is no turning back!"
The hanging river branches, Yangjiang is Qianlong! Qianlong is the water hanging down from the river. This water is the "dragon" that causes the most violent floods!
"Sixteen, look!"
"Something big is going to happen!" Liu Wensan's voice suddenly became extremely frightened.
This was the first time that he had behaved so emotionally out of control.
My complexion also changed.
While the river trembled, the iron bull that was supposed to sink to the bottom.
Tieniu, who had lost two-thirds of his floating corpse, was actually swaying, and with the support of the remaining floating corpses, he gradually floated to the surface of the river!
Those floating corpses stood up strangely, hanging their iron bull heads one meter above the river water!
The dark clouds suddenly dispersed, and what fell was the pale moonlight. The rust on the iron bull was mottled, and the corpses were full of resentment and extremely fierce!
I clutched my heart tightly, my eyes red.
Boom!
It was followed by a shocking roar!
That menacing dry dragon wave! He hit the iron bull hard!
