In the world she lived in before, Mu Wan'er was used to seeing complex people in the funeral parlor. In this regard, mortal girls are more knowledgeable and sophisticated than these immortals on the mountain.
Seeing that they had no idea, Mu Wan'er felt that she could stop after helping here. However, when she was packing the box, she saw the old man lying on the table with his eyes closed, and she couldn't bear it.
She thought for a long time, then turned around and summoned up the courage to face everyone in the Changsheng Sect: "Why don't you let me preside over the funeral ceremony? Just cooperate with me and I will tell you whatever you need."
When Elder Song saw this, he was naturally very happy and said quickly: "Then I'll leave it to you, Miss Mu. If I have any orders or needs, Shen Zui must obey them. Any necessary spiritual stones or other things can be withdrawn from the warehouse."
Shenzui nodded, and after Mu Wan'er cleaned her hands, the two of them went to the corridor outside the house. Firstly, it was to let Mu Wan'er rest, and secondly, it was to discuss the affairs behind the sect master's death.
After what happened in the clean room just now, the man felt a little more respect and gratitude for this girl.
"Thank you for helping the sect leader..."
Shen Zui spoke first to express his gratitude. It's just that he has always been firm in his heart towards the Tao. Although there are many beautiful fairies in the sect, he rarely interacts with them, so he is always a bit clumsy when facing women.
Moreover, he was reckless and hurt the girl at the foot of the mountain, which made Shen Zui not know how to talk to her.
"No need, this is my professional ethics."
Mu Wan'er interrupted Shen Zui's words with a calm and distant tone.
Shen Zui was a little embarrassed. He hesitated for a moment before continuing: "Is your shoulder injury okay?"
"I'm not that squeamish."
Mu Wan'er immediately turned around, clasped her fingers and said softly: "According to the rules at the foot of the mountain, your sect master is almost at the end of the first seven days, and everything that should be prepared should be ready. But it has been delayed for several days, so I must complete it as soon as possible. I Let’s make a list first, and you can find the necessary materials.”
When Shenzui got the girl's handwriting, he looked down and saw that it was all stuff he didn't quite understand, and the handwriting wasn't really pretty.
"Get these ready as soon as possible. In addition, your sect must invite some fellow sects on the mountain, right? Send out the obituary and the date of condolence quickly, and arrive at the Immortality Gate on time in three days."
The graceful Shen Zui looked at the girl in front of her, Mu Wan'er, and nodded vigorously. Then he took out a canary bird from his sleeve, with lively and lovely eyes.
About one hand high, there are two or three raised feathers on the head, and the tail feathers are seven-color brilliance, whirling around the two people.
"This is the "hornbill" that I personally cultivated. I gave it to the girl. If you have anything to say, you can bring it to me. This will be more convenient."
Shen Zui's face looked a little unnatural, and Yu Feng left without waiting for Mu Wan'er's reply, leaving only the girl standing there.
"Hey, I didn't say I wanted to take it yet."
Mu Wan'er and the hornbill stared at each other, "How do you raise this little thing? What do you eat?"
In the next few days, everyone in the Changsheng Sect looked up to the young girl Mu Wan'er.
What she said is more useful than the elders. After all, who knows more about funeral rituals than this mortal girl?
Everyone also wants to have a good reputation. No matter what they think in their hearts, they are really putting in a lot of effort on the surface.
Three days later, the Changsheng Sect was crowded with people. All the sects and Qi refiners from the sects on the mountain with whom it had befriended came to the mountain gate.
In addition to the elders, worshippers, and guests, there is also a girl with a well-proportioned figure and a delicate face. She is wearing plain clothes and has a white belt tied around her waist. She has a solemn expression.
The monks who came here had never seen this young girl before, but being able to welcome guests from afar at the mountain gate should not be underestimated.
I saw Mu Wan'er continuously giving greetings and greetings, then taking the white bouquet and handing it to the visitor with her own hands.
After everyone entered the sect, the girl in plain clothes led everyone to the mourning hall.
All the guests were shocked. Never had such a grand and exquisite funeral ceremony been held by the Immortal Family on the mountain!
I saw the body of the leader of the Eternal Life Sect being placed on a high platform half a foot above the ground, hovering in the air. It was surrounded by various exotic flowers and plants, and there was a faint fragrance.
The surrounding scenery is broad, and there are countless white silk hangings in the air, swaying in the wind.
There are all kinds of wreaths of white flags, almost covering the sky in the background.
Not only that, as guests from other sects came to express their condolences, sorrow and joy began. Cranes and spiritual birds were flying around and whining incessantly. Melodious and graceful, it makes people cry.
At this time, Mu Wan'er came to the high platform and cleared her throat.
"Dear relatives, friends, and guests, today we come to attend the funeral of the leader of the Changsheng Sect with an extremely heavy heart.
He is a good elder within the sect, and a good monk outside the sect. I believe that his passing is a huge loss to the world of immortality. Let us listen to the inner thoughts of the disciples in the sect. "
Mu Wan'er memorized this set of words the most in her previous life, so she was very comfortable using it now. Furthermore, what is said at this time is not important, what is important is the tone and emotion of speaking.
After speaking, a disciple came to the side of the high platform. She was a teenage girl. She was shy, but she respected and relied on the sect master from the bottom of her heart.
Before the little girl opened her mouth, she burst into tears. Her tears fell down as if she wanted nothing, and her face was stained with tears.
When everyone saw this, no one felt sour in their hearts.
As the little girl's cries became more and more sad, some of the disciples of the Changsheng Sect standing around, holding white flags, began to secretly wipe the corners of their eyes.
Slowly, as if they were infected, almost all the disciples in the sect, and even some guests and worshipers could not stop wiping away tears.
The entire mourning hall was suppressing grief.
Suddenly Mu Wan'er stood up a long bamboo pole with both hands, which was filled with paper money with a hole in the middle.
She raised the bamboo pole and shook it vigorously in the air.
The golden paper money, under her strength, floated into the sky, and then fell slowly like falling rain.
This is one of the most important spiritual aspects for ordinary people under the mountain, throwing paper money.
The higher the throw, the more stable the deceased's path to hell is.
"The paper money is flying high, and the road to hell is stable. The soul is at peace, and it will stay in bliss forever."
Mu Wan'er's voice was deep and sad.
Paper money was constantly scattered, accompanied by cries that were no longer suppressed, and the joy and sorrow that never stopped. Let all the guests who come to pay their respects are deeply immersed in sadness and solemnity.
"Go around the spirit for a week."
After all the guests placed the white bouquets in their hands under the high platform, the funeral was temporarily over.
Mu Wan'er has already told the lower-level sect disciples about the finishing work, and they can just finish it.
All the guests walked out of the mourning hall in twos and threes, with expressions of regret and shock on their faces, and most of them were whispering.
On the other hand, there were some straightforward monks from other sects who got straight to the point and asked questions directly.
"Who is the girl who presided over the funeral? Who decorated this mourning hall?"
"No offense intended, I just heard that the leader of your sect had wounds on his abdomen and arms, but it seems that the rumors are not true. The body of Zhou Ling just now is the same as the leader before his death. Why is this?"
Elder Song, who came to accompany the guests, heard these words and didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
He invited the young girl Mu Wan'er to his side and spoke loudly to the monks from other sects: "Fellow Taoists, this time it is this shopkeeper Mu Wan'er who is grooming the sect leader, decorating the venue, and presiding over the funeral. . It’s also thanks to her, otherwise everyone in this sect would be at a loss.”
"I see."
The visitors are all famous immortal elders on the mountain, or direct disciples.
Now that I have seen today's funeral ceremony with my own eyes, and heard the praises of the elders with my own ears, the Changsheng Sect has such high regard for this girl, so all the guests and friends who came will keep this name firmly in their hearts.
Within a few days, the name of the owner of the Mu family was spread by word of mouth among the monks, and it resounded throughout half of the world of immortality!
Early the next morning, Elder Song, the other prominent figures in the sect, and all the disciples under his sect gathered in the square.
Shen Zui with peach blossom eyes came to Mu Wan'er holding a tray covered with red silk. When she opened it, she saw dozens of extremely bright gems.
"Shop Manager Mu, this is your reward. I cannot thank you enough for your kindness."
Mu Wan'er couldn't hear anything else at this time and just stared at the things on the tray. He thought to himself: "My dear, this is the spiritual stone mentioned on the mountain. One stone is worth a lot of silver. It's a good deal for Bai Shi to make so much money and become famous in this Immortal Family Mansion."
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[Physical condition: good]
[Financial status: food and clothing → rich]
[Force/mana; fight against the five scum (5/10000)]
[Connections: few (300/10000)]
[Reputation: Slightly less famous (2000/10000)]
[Possess Skills: Funeral Ceremony (Full Level) (10450/10000)]
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"From today on, I, Mu Wan'er, am determined to be the number one person in the fairy world, and all the spiritual stones and everything come in my pocket! From now on, I will be rich and have a good time, and reach the pinnacle of my life!"
Everyone in the Eternal Life Sect only saw Shopkeeper Mu, who was relatively calm at first, holding a plate of spiritual stones and giggling there.
And the hornbill sent by Shen Zui is jumping around in the tray, pecking at the crystal and round spiritual stones with its beak...
