The sky was gray and the clouds were close to the ground.
It was as if it was pressing down on everyone's heads.
It was a little suffocating.
Jiangcheng City governed Ning County, Pingzi Town, Shigu Village.
Jiao Yanqi's simple funeral was held as scheduled.
Shigu Village was located between two mountain ranges.
It was commonly known as the river path.
As the saying went, the river was windy
. When the cold wind blew,
even in summer, it felt a little cold.
Although it was called a funeral, it was actually just a mourning shed. There
was not even a flowing water mat.
According to the rules here, after a person died, they would have to remain in the morgue for at least three days.
The original intention was to prevent the deceased from faking their deaths.
There was a buffer time for the corpse to be buried, or there was a possibility of resurrection.
It had been passed down for thousands of years and became a rule.
The corpse would take three to seven days to be buried.
But Jiao Long couldn't wait.
This bastard completely ignored the advice of the elders in the clan and was
prepared to bury his sister the next day.
Therefore, when Yang Lin and Lin Xiaoxiao arrived after a two-hour car
ride, they saw
Jiao Long directing a small excavator and two people with tattoos all over their arms to
dig a grave for his sister at the foot of the mountain.
Yang Lin felt strange.
Originally, it was his duty as a Master Yin Yang to seek out the dragon to attack his acupoints.
Why
did Jiao Long start digging graves before he even arrived?
Oh, I understand.
She's going back on her word. She doesn't even want to give me the 2,000 yuan.
Thinking of this, Yang Lin's eyes narrowed.
"Isn't this too simple and crude? There aren't even many relatives and friends here.”
"Master Fa, is this how you do things over there?”
"He obviously doesn't want to do anything, right, Master Fa?”
"I'm afraid it's Qiqi's brother's idea.”
"Yeah, who buries people the next day?”
"Moreover, the spirit shed is also located in the wilderness.”
"Speaking of which, Master Fa is so handsome."
"I was just about to say that Master Fa is really handsome.”
"I thought Grandpa Fa was a white-bearded old man, hahaha.”
"That's right. I didn't expect him to be so handsome.”
On his phone, the bullet comments in the live broadcast room flew up.
That's right,
after his fan count soared to six million,
Yang Lin was finally willing to start a live broadcast.
When they heard that Master Fa was going to start a live broadcast,
his fans called for their friends and swarmed over.
In just half an hour, the number of people in his live broadcast room had already approached the 500,000 mark.
And it was still soaring because
the netizens in the live broadcast room were crazily shaking people up.
"@ Longlong little bad guy, come quickly, Master Fa is starting a live broadcast.”
"@ Little Broken Shoes, wear it! Hurry up and come to the scene to see the people.”
"@ Grandpa Fa's f * ck, hurry up.”
Looking
at the bullet screen in the live-stream room,
Yang Lin smiled knowingly and said,
"Actually, there's something special about setting up the mourning shed outside. Uh…Thank you, Master Fa, for sending me a gift by blowing my ass."”
After saying that, he laughed.
These netizens were really talented. They dared to come up with any kind of ID.
Was she really not afraid that he would follow her?
"Oh, Master Fa, tell me quickly."
"That's right. Grandpa Fa, hurry up and tell me.”
The netizens in the live broadcast room asked one after another.
"
According to the rules in the north, people who die a violent death are not allowed to set up a mourning shed in their homes, and they are not allowed to enter their ancestral graves," explained Yang Lin.”
"Therefore, there's no problem with setting up this spirit shed in the wild.”
Hearing his words, the netizens in the stream nodded
.
"There's still this particular point. The strange postures have increased again.”
"No wonder the mourning shed was built next to the tomb after my second uncle's car accident.”
"Thank you, Master Fa.”
"Master Fa, will I choke today?”
"Yeah, Master Fa, are you going to choke today?”
"I'm asking the same question."
…
It sounded as if he had come here for this.
Yang Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry at these comments.
He didn't know how to answer.
At this moment, another bullet comment asked,
[Master Fa, aren't they all cremated now? Why are you still burying them?]”
"
The northern countryside isn't as expensive as the big cities," Yang Lin replied."Cremation is necessary."
Most of them were still buried here.
We Dragon people pay attention to the burial and blessing of future generations.
It was not without reason.
There was always a reason for the things passed down by the ancestors for thousands of years.
There is a saying in the Book of Burial:
Burial is to take advantage of the vitality of the body. The vitality will disperse when the wind blows, and will stop when the boundary water flows. The
ancients gathered the vitality so that it will not disperse, and carried out the vitality so that it will stop. Therefore, it is called feng shui.
The method of feng shui is to get water as the top, and to store the wind as the second.
It could be seen that the art of Feng Shui was also the art of physiognomy. The
core was the choice of people's living or burial environment and the handling of the laws of the universe's changes in
order to achieve the purpose of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil.”
Yang Lin patiently explained to his viewers.
"Wow, so there's such a thing as Feng Shui.”
"I thought it was just superstition. It's actually related to the laws of the universe.”
"Grandpa Fa is indeed Grandpa Fa. He's really knowledgeable.”
"Listening to you is better than reading ten years of books.”
"I didn't really believe in these things in the past, but ever since I became a fan of Master Fa, I realized that I've changed.”
"Master Xinfa, you will have eternal life."
"Grandpa Fa is lucky."
At this moment, another fan asked,
"Master Fa, look at Qiqi's netherworld. How's the feng shui?"”
"That's right, that's right.”
"I'm all ears."
Seeing
the comments, Yang Lin did not decline.
If it was in the past, with his half-baked skills,
he would definitely feel guilty.
But now, with his Yin Eye
, he could score all the ghosts, so he
naturally would not have stage fright.
He opened his Yin Eye and looked at the tomb that was being dug.
Then, his expression changed and
he frowned.
There was no other reason than the grave that Jiao Long was digging. There
was a huge number on it: -50。
Good heavens, according to the system's explanation, this was definitely the Cave of Great Danger.
Even the tombs in the city that were trampled on every day only had a maximum of-39.
And this netherworld's score had reached-50.
She didn't know if hugging Qiqi
or Jiao Long was lucky.
If they buried someone, not to mention whether the corpse would come back to life, at the very least, the living would suffer.
Moreover, there might be problems during the burial.
Considering that Jiao Yanqi wasn't married yet,
her younger brother Jiao Long had to bear the responsibility.
Thinking of this, Yang Lin shook his head and said to the old couple who were frowning beside him,
"This won't do. We have to change places."”
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