"quiet!"
After everyone is in place.
The priest raised his hand, the music stopped, and the crowd's whispers also fell silent.
First, the old chief read the eulogy.
Then the priest danced to the music.
After dancing on the altar for two quarters of an hour, he went to each sacrificial tower with scissors in hand, cut off the hair of the deceased, wrapped the nails in red cloth, and handed them to the family members.
Then he picked up a gold vessel filled with water, chanted an inaudible incantation in his mouth, sprinkled the water from the gold vessel on the sacrificial tower, and threw nine copper coins into it.
"Fire!"
The priest gave an order.
More than a dozen sacrificial towers instantly "boomed" and ignited into blazing fire!
"Send the soul!"
As soon as the priest finished speaking, he saw the family members of the deceased wearing sackcloth and mourning holding the belongings used by the deceased and walking a winding route to deliver the relics to the sacrificial tower!
From the beginning to the end of the ceremony.
No one cried, whether it was the family members of the deceased or the remaining residents.
According to Sister Niu, if the family of the deceased is too grieving, it will make the deceased linger on the earth and prevent his soul from ascending to heaven. The purpose of sending souls is to prevent the souls of the deceased from returning.
As the flames soared into the sky, the band played music, and people followed the priest's frantic call:
"Welcome the messenger from the underworld!"
"Welcome the messenger from the underworld!"
"Welcome the messenger from the underworld!"
Fu Shiyi's scalp went numb when he heard this, and he couldn't help but shudder. As the priest on the altar raised his hand, everyone stopped, and invariably covered their eyes with the black cloth belt in their hands.
"There can't really be a messenger from the underworld, right?"
Fu Shiyi muttered in his heart and covered his eyes. As the last person tied on the black cloth belt, the torches placed in the priest's place were extinguished one after another "poof", "poof" and "poof"!
The surroundings became pitch black.
It's scary quiet!
suddenly!
A gust of wind blew.
Two shadows, one tall and one short, appeared on the priest's land as lightly as pieces of paper.
The shadow stood still.
He walked directly past the standing residents and arrived in front of the sacrificial tower. The tall man shouted inside: "Hey, we're on our way, come out quickly!"
Finished.
Green ghosts floated out from the sacrificial tower one by one, and lined up neatly behind the tall man. The short man counted the heads, and then coldly snorted at the sacrificial tower in the middle:
"If you are sensible, please come out immediately and obediently to this envoy."
The tall man didn't expect that someone would dare to disobey them, and he smiled:
"Emissary Bai, you really are the emperor who is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry. Since he doesn't want to go on the road with us, then let him be a lonely ghost in the world. Now that we have restarted the underworld, the world is so big that there are so many lonely souls who want to enter. , I can’t even find a way out!”
The short white envoy snorted coldly: "If someone from above hadn't told me to take care of them, I wouldn't have bothered to waste any more words!"
The tall black envoy said curiously: "Brother Bai, please tell me who told me this. We have been doing business for hundreds of years, and you still can't trust me!"
The white messenger pursed his lips and said nothing.
The black messenger realized he was bored. He flicked the black flag in his hand, and the ghost following him was instantly contained. He stamped his foot, "Since you don't say anything, then I won't accompany you." Before he finished speaking, the shadow disappeared. In place.
Because the Black Messenger was standing in front of Fu Shiyi just now.
She instinctively wanted to step back.
But as soon as her heel moved, she secretly shouted "Oops". In this way, the white messenger would definitely be able to find out that from the beginning to the end, she could see that the black and white messenger was exposed!
The white messenger didn't seem to notice anything unusual about her.
I saw him swinging his right hand towards the priest's tower in the corner, and when he pulled back, a black iron rope had already wrapped around a soul.
The ghost struggled hard and found that he couldn't break free at all. He immediately knelt on the ground and banged his head:
"Sir Messenger, please let me stay. I am the only strong worker in my family. The only ones left are an old mother in her seventies and a four-year-old boy. Without me, they I can’t live! Lord Messenger, please! Please!!”
The white messenger snorted coldly:
"Do you think it's not possible for me to bring ghosts to your tribe for the first time? If there are orphans and mothers in the family who have sacrificed their lives for the tribe and have no one to take care of them, and have people from the tribe to take care of them, it's obvious that they can't bear the honor of being a hunting captain, and they involve your orphans. Mom, you are so shameless!!”
The white messenger waved the white flag in his hand.
Then he collected the ghosts that wanted to break free.
Just when Fu Shiyi thought he was leaving, he unexpectedly glanced at him:
"Your psychic body has been unlocked by one layer. You will be able to see all ghosts and ghosts from now on. Someone asked me to tell you, be careful!"
After the white messenger finished speaking, he stamped his foot on the ground and disappeared.
And the torches that were originally extinguished on the priest's land lit up one after another "pop", "pop", and "pop".
The priest on the altar raised his voice and said: "Okay, the messenger of the underworld has left. You can take off the black cloth belt and disperse."
After everyone heard this, they pulled off the black cloth belt.
The family members of the deceased who had been suppressing tears suddenly burst out crying, as if they were infected, and suddenly there was a burst of crying in the place of priests.
Sister Niu also sprinkled a few drops of golden beans.
Seeing Fu Shiyi standing there in a daze, not even taking off the black cloth belt, he thought she didn't hear clearly: "Miss Fu, you can take off the black cloth belt. It's late at night, and we should disperse."
"Oh, okay, okay!"
Fu Shiyi pulled off the black cloth belt in despair, and followed Sister Niu's steps back. Her words to the White Messenger had not yet been digested in her mind.
What is a psychic body?
What does it do?
She flipped through the information accumulated in her mind, but couldn't find any clues.
Who else asked the white messenger to tell her to be careful?
Who sealed her psychic body?
Fu Shiyi felt like his mind was in a mess and he couldn't sort it out!
After returning to the room in a daze, she browsed through the scenes that had happened in the nine years since she came down the mountain, like a movie.
There are only three things that are strange.
One is encountering a red blood coffin under a dry well in Yanyang Lake;
The second is to follow the pipa girl in Yin Yang Village to Yin Yang Bridge;
The third is to encounter a centuries-old ghost at Guigu Ling, the entrance to the Southern Wilderness.
She fell into a coma these three times, and no one knows what happened after that!
She had always thought that Xiao Kong had rescued her before, but now it seemed that was not the case. After Fu Shiyi returned to the room, he entered the sea of consciousness space.
anyway.
Today she would go to Xiaokong to find out.
She didn't know what was going on.
At least Xiao Kong knew about it!
When Sister Niu saw Fu Shiyi return to the house, she locked herself inside and made herself watch the door to prevent anyone from coming in. She felt uneasy.
"Isn't this Miss Fu possessed by an evil spirit?"
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