Patriarch enjoys meal

"Kunmu ran away?"

Receiving such bad news early in the morning, Zhou Weiran was startled out of sleepiness in an instant.

"Your detention measures are too..."

Fang Xuanzhen on the other end of the phone was also very ashamed: "He has many tricks and colluded with that female ghost. We are also hard to guard against."

Unexpectedly, the female ghost was still under Kunmu's command.

"...According to the teacher's tracking, they are going to the new city." Fang Xuanzhen said with a raised tone, "But there is still good news!"

No need to think about it, 90.00% of those two came to Xincheng to seek revenge from him. A fight was imminent, and Zhou Jiran didn't think there was any good news.

"Kun Mu escaped with only a head! His strength has been greatly reduced, and we are all rushing to the new city. Don't worry, we won't let them succeed!" Apparently Fang Xuanzhen and the others also felt that Kun Mu and the female ghost went to the new city to seek revenge.

Just escape?Zhou already remembered the identity of Kunmu's head-down master, and asked in surprise, "Flying head down?"

"We didn't expect him to practice head-flying so quickly, and let him escape because of a sudden surprise."

"If you fly your head down, you just need to guard his body? If his head doesn't return to his body before dawn, he won't survive."

"It's not that simple," Fang Xuanzhen said in a heavy voice, "He killed a junior from my sect, took out his internal organs...and put his head on it."

"Fuck... There is such an operation?!" Zhou was already shocked.

"It's just that the body is not his own, and it will rot in a few days. What we are most afraid of now is that he will kill to change the body..."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou already fell into a state of alert, hurriedly set up a table of pens and ink in the courtyard, and began to draw symbols.

Kunmu is not considered human nowadays, this kind of evil thing is most afraid of thunder and lightning, Zhou already recalled the drawing method of thunder talisman in his mind, and started to draw a lot of them.

It was rare for Tao Jiang to see him so serious, and asked: "The previous talismans have not been moved, why did you suddenly think of drawing new ones?"

Zhou already blew on the Thunder Talisman he had just drawn, and explained: "The female ghost is going to bring Kunmu's head to seek revenge. New and old grudges, it's hard to deal with..."

Tao Jiang: "Only the head remains... I wonder if Asang can still sense Kunmu's position?"

"That's right!" Zhou Jiran slapped his forehead, "How could I have forgotten Ah Sang!"

Natural GPS!

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Luoshu Community is an old community of quite a few years. There are many old people living in it. It is human nature to live, grow old, get sick and die. Therefore, funerals are handled diligently here, and various wreaths and elegiac couplets are often placed at the gate of the community.

Guo Wen was so worried that he couldn't sleep well for the past two days. His 80-year-old mother had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and was not rescued. It is said that this age can be regarded as a happy funeral, but this funeral has become a problem.

Several brothers and sisters took it for granted and pointed at him to make arrangements.

He is the youngest son in the family, and the old man loved him a little bit before his death. He has been living with their family and helping to take care of the children. The house in Luoshu Community also falls under his name.

But these young people are also taken care of by their family.

This mother didn't belong to him alone. Now that she passed away, let his family be responsible, isn't it reasonable!

With anger, the old lady's body has been placed in the hospital mortuary for several days, and it will cost God to pay.

In the funeral parlor, there is no tens of thousands of dollars to settle the matter. Guo Wen thought about it for several days, and finally, after concluding with his wife, he gritted his teeth and decided to invite someone to set up a mourning hall in the community.

Ordinarily, this matter is illegal no matter whether it is in accordance with the regulations of the community property or the street office, but Guo Wen patted his chest and promised to only set up a few tables of wine and food, no firecrackers, no sound and dance.

Who doesn't have an old man, and Luoshu community is an old community, most of the residents in it are neighbors for decades, so it's not good to make things difficult for this matter.

Guo Wen even had a good idea of ​​the place to set up the coffin shed. It was inconvenient to get in and out at the entrance of the unit, and it was not spacious enough. The entrance of the old house in the community was just right.

It is spacious and bright, and it is not a problem to set up ten tables!

......

Zhou was already stacking talismans one by one, when he heard bursts of noise, as if a vegetable market had moved outside the gate.

Putting down the talisman and going out to have a look, it almost didn't cheer him up.

The mourning hall is at the door of the house.

Guo Wenzheng directed the workers to place the frame of the coffin shed. When he heard the door open, he turned around and saw a strange young man standing inside the gate looking out.

"Boy, are you Xiaotao's friend? Look at Yansheng, you just moved here?"

Zhou Jiran looked at the messy pile of tables and chairs on the open space outside Tao's house, nodded, and said nothing.

Seeing him staring at him, Guo Wen didn't care. He directed the workers to do their homework and said, "Is Xiao Tao at home? His grandma Guo passed away a few days ago. I borrowed the land in front of him to build a mourning hall. When he was a little bit older, he Grandma Guo even took him to buy candy. I’ve been a neighbor for so many years, so he won’t mind this little thing, right?”

"I'll pass it on."

Zhou already took a look at his dark forehead, and closed the door directly.

"Hey, today's young people don't have any manners at all!" Guo Wen looked at the closed door of the vermilion pottery house, and couldn't help but feel stuck in his heart.

Back in the small courtyard, Tao Jiang took over the talismans he hadn't finished folding, and was slowly comparing the Yihulu painting he had folded before.

"What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy."

"The first uncle set up a coffin shed outside, saying that your grandma Guo passed away."

Tao Jiang thought for a while, but to no avail.

"Which Grandma Guo?"

Zhou was speechless and said: "How would I know, he said that he took you to buy candy when you were young."

Tao Jiang recalled a childhood that could almost be said to be soaked in a sugar jar, and he was a little confused: "The scope is a bit large."

Who doesn’t like cute little glutinous rice dumplings?

Even on the way to elementary school, there would be aunts and grandma who couldn't help but stuff him with candy.

When Tao Jiang was a child, his clothes were always bulging, full of the sweet smell of candy.

"Then you're awesome." Zhou, who lost his freedom of candy and suffered from tooth decay because of his addiction to toffee as a child, looked indifferent.

Tao Jiang blinked, her eyelashes were slender and thick like a fan, and there was such a hint of innocence, "It's okay."

Although there are no firecrackers and singing and dancing, the vigil after nightfall is still the highlight.

After dinner, relatives who were far away left one after another, and the rest were close relatives. Guo Wen found some machine-made tables from nowhere, and a happy wake-up night kicked off.

At midnight, the coffin shed was still lively, with the three mahjong tables in full swing. If it weren't for the wreaths and elegiac couplets on both sides, this place would be more like a mahjong parlor.

No one noticed that the ever-burning lamp beside the ice coffin had been quietly extinguished.

"Hey! I'm confused!" Second Sister Guo said casually while collecting the money, "It's already June, why is it still so cold at night?"

Big Brother Guo joked with a cigarette in his mouth, "Maybe Mom is back."

Guo Wen, who was at the same table, also said in harmony: "Then mother, please bless me to win the next round. I lost all today, and I didn't get any credit! Oh, no, you wait until I come back to put incense sticks on my mother and then fight again!" "

Hearing this, Second Sister Guo's smile faded a little because of winning the money, and she said pointedly: "Mom always loves my little brother the most, and we are afraid that we will only lose after this incense burns."

Guo Wen bowed three times to the old man's photo with incense sticks, and smiled triumphantly, "Isn't the old saying that the emperor loves the eldest son, and the common people love the youngest son? Hahaha——"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Guo Wen stared in disbelief at the three sticks of incense that had just been inserted into the incense burner and snapped off.

Rubbing his eyes, Guo Wen re-lit three sticks of incense and inserted them with shaking hands, with the same result.

"What's going on?" "Why did the incense break?" "This... looks weird, it's not a good sign."

The second sister Guo has a hot personality and has always had a grudge against Guo Wen. Seeing this scene, her first reaction was to sneer.

"It seems that Mom doesn't want to bless you."

These words were heartbreaking, but Guo Wen didn't have the heart to respond. He just felt that it was too cold tonight, so cold that his teeth chattered and his whole body shivered.

This is not normal, even if there is an ice coffin in the shed, it shouldn't be so cold.

Turning around, he saw his three-year-old son squatting quietly by the side of the shed, holding a toy and playing by himself without making a fuss.

"Why is Haohao here so late?"

Haohao's mother was shocked when she saw her son who had finally been put to sleep at home suddenly appearing here, "Haohao, why did you escape? I'm obviously locked..."

The child stood up from the ground when he heard the voice of his parents, and looked at them with some doubts.

Everyone in the shed was terrified.

Haohao held the toy in one hand, and slightly raised the other hand, as if... being held by someone.

There was a strange mark on the clothes around his waist, which was unknown to others, but Guo Wen and his wife were very familiar with it.

The three-year-old child is just naughty. He wants to run around like a pony every day. The old man is old and has inconvenient legs and feet. He is afraid that his grandson will get lost, so he is tied with a rope every day when he goes out.

"Grandma! I came to find my parents with my grandma!" Haohao hadn't seen his grandma for several days, and now he jumped up and down excitedly holding the toy in place several times.

Guo Wen was so frightened by his son that he knelt down with a thud, tongue tied and said incoherently: "Mom! Mom is back! How are you doing down here? miss you so much..."

As he talked, tears fell down. His mother was really kind to him before she was alive. Now that he thinks about it, he suddenly regrets it. He should not have saved the money, and should have done a good job for the old man at the funeral home.

Seeing Guo Wen kneeling so simply, the others also knelt down and kowtowed a few times after looking at the photo of the old man hanging in the mourning shed.

Although there is fear of unknown things, but thinking of her own mother, the fear in my heart has subsided a little.

There was silence in the coffin, and everyone kneeled neatly on the ground. This moment may be the most mournful moment of the day.

They knelt for a while, Haohao suddenly turned around and walked outside.

Seeing Haohao being led, Haohao's mother held back her fear and rushed over to hug her son, her voice choked up: "Where are you going? Haohao, come to mother... let's... together give Grandma's wake..."

That's right, if you walk out of the coffin, where will the child be taken?

Being hugged by his mother, Haohao struggled a little unhappy, and said loudly: "Go with grandma! I will go with grandma! Not here!"

Although the three-year-old child couldn't break free from the bondage of an adult for a while, he didn't know how to strike his mother, so he slapped his mother.

Guo Wen also regained his composure, took a few steps forward to hold his son's hand, and said cautiously to the side: "Mom...you should go well, you have worked hard with Haohao these years, and now... .It's time to rest."

As soon as he finished speaking, the light bulb on the top of the coffin shed flickered twice and then went out.

It was dark, and after a few seconds, there were exclamations and screams, accompanied by the cries of children and women.

It was quiet at night, and the voice could be clearly heard in Tao's house.

Tao Jiang was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Ji was still drawing talismans, and he didn't raise his head when he heard the words: "It's not a funeral outside."

"I'm crying."