There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, Mo He woke up very late as expected. After all, he didn't fall asleep until late at night last night. Even in his dreams, he dreamed of many movies and TV shows he had seen in his previous life. Magical scenes made of special effects.
Yawning in his mouth, Mo He rubbed his sleepy eyes, washed up like this, and soon began to eat breakfast.
The fish that Mohe caught yesterday was also put on the dining table this morning. For an ordinary farm family like theirs, seeing a little bit of meat is a rare and delicious meal.
However, Mo He's mind is no longer on this breakfast. After eating breakfast, watching Mo Dashan go out, Mo He also quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and called to his mother, "Mom, I'll eat!" I'm full, go out and play with Da Zhuang and the others!"
After that, he ran out immediately, regardless of the mother's shouting behind him.
After Mo He went out, he saw that his father was heading towards the third master's house, and he didn't choose to follow behind Mo Dashan. Instead, he turned around and ran in another direction, and then circled half a circle. At the back of the third master's house, there are several jujube trees here, which are considered tall. Now the season is just right, and there are still jujubes hanging on them, which are not yet ripe.
Mo He had already made up his mind yesterday that he must come to Sanye's house today to have a look. Even if someone finds out, he will treat himself as a greedy child and come here ahead of time to harm these jujube trees.
Mo He climbed up the tree, stood on a tree branch and looked towards the courtyard of the third master. He saw that there were already many people standing in the small courtyard. The door couplets of the houses were already hung up White cloth, some people wear sackcloth with filial piety.
Mo He frowned slightly. The third master had already passed away. He didn't know how people in this world go to funerals after death, so he didn't know whether these scenes in the yard are normal or not.
Mo He stood on the jujube tree and looked towards the yard, and there were quite a few people in the yard. When someone was looking around, he saw Mo He picking dates from the tree to eat, so he stretched out his hand and pushed Mo Dashan, Then he pointed in the direction of Mo He, and said with a slight smile: "Dashan, is that the cub you added!"
Mo Dashan turned his head and saw Mo He on the tree, he immediately gave a shy smile, and was about to yell at him.
And at this moment, at the gate of the courtyard, the village chief Zhang Yuanwang and others walked in, and then the Daoist Qingmei also walked into the small courtyard.
Seeing the Taoist Qingmei coming, what Mo Dashan wanted to yell at was stuck in his throat at this moment, so he could only glance at the direction of Mohe, and thought to himself: "You are so well-behaved on weekdays. Sensible, I'm so skinny today, it seems that I have to tidy up when I go back!"
Daoist Qingmei who walked into the small courtyard looked around, and glanced at Mo He on the jujube tree at the back of the small courtyard, and quickly withdrew his gaze, didn't care, but walked straight into the room, and soon He walked out again, nodded to the people standing in the yard, and the faces of the village chief and others immediately showed joy.
"Then please trouble the Taoist priest!" The village head, Zhang Yuanwang, with a smile on his face, bowed respectfully to the Taoist priest Qingmei, and said with a hint of flattery in his tone.
"It's okay, since I came to Zi'an County Temple, it's also my duty, bring all the things you have prepared!" Daoist Qingmei nodded slightly.
Soon, under the orders of these elders, the people in the yard started to move. Some people lifted a table and placed it in the center of the yard. Some sacrificial items were placed on it. On both sides, holding a paper streamer in their hands, they stood neatly in two opposite rows...
In just a few minutes, the scene in the small courtyard immediately became a little solemn and solemn. Mo He, who was standing on the jujube tree outside the small courtyard, was completely watching the scene in the small courtyard intently. What he is looking forward to is likely to be presented before his eyes.
After everything was ready, the village head Zhang Yuanwang once again cast his eyes on Daoist Qingmei, but he didn't dare to push, so he asked with a smile, "Daoist, what do you think?"
"It's time to start!" Daoist Qingmei nodded again, then walked forward, picked up the prepared incense from the table, and lightly pinched the incense head with his fingers, and saw the incense in his hand lit. .
Inserting the burning incense into the incense burner, Taoist Qingmei lightly flipped the palm of his hand, and a three-foot green pin appeared in his palm, and several talisman papers appeared in the other hand, which he placed on the table , and then took out a small seal again, and placed it on the table.
"Benevolence inherits goodness, yin and virtue bless the soul, good people and elders, open a shrine and set up a clan! Today there is a good people, Mo Youtian, who lived eighty-three years, and died in bed. He is kind and filial to his parents, admires his neighbors, loves his younger generations, good Good and famous, Xu opens the underworld, protects the souls of the dead, good people have no land, and the souls come back!" Holding the three-foot Qingfeng in one hand, Daoist Qingmei chanted loudly, and as he chanted, the people on the table in front of him That small seal gradually glowed with golden light.
With the last word in his mouth, Taoist Qingmei started to walk immediately, brandishing a long sword in his hand, his figure was as strong as a swimming dragon.
His sword tip jumped a piece of talisman paper on the table, and then the talisman paper burned instantly, and with the burning of the talisman paper, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the courtyard, blowing everyone in the courtyard a little bit. Without opening his eyes, Mo He, who was staring intently at the jujube tree, at this time hugged the trunk of the tree beside him tightly, so as not to be shaken off the tree.
I don't know if it was his own illusion, but Mo He felt that the gust of wind was extremely cold, and the moment the wind blew past, he was shivering a little.
But at this time, Mo He suddenly heard a shout coming from his ear, like a thunderclap, which made his ears tingle.
"roll!"
This shout came naturally from Daoist Qingmei's mouth, and after he uttered this shout, the strong wind stopped immediately, and the surrounding temperature seemed to have picked up a bit.
Mo He turned his head and looked at the yard again, not sure if it was his own illusion. At that moment, Mo He seemed to see many illusory figures in the yard, and was shot out of the yard by a blue light. Only a figure with a faint golden light shining on his body was left, still standing in the courtyard.
But when he blinked his eyes, the figure he saw just now disappeared suddenly, and disappeared without a trace together with those somewhat illusory figures, as if the scene he saw was really illusion.
When the gust of wind stopped and the courtyard returned to calm, Daoist Qingmei stood with a sword in his back, and the feeling of immortality in his body became stronger.
After a few breaths, Daoist Qingmei turned over his palm, and the three-foot green peak in his hand disappeared, then he picked up the small seal on the table and took it back, then turned his head and said to everyone.
"Okay, now all you have to do is watch and don't let the incense in the censer go out. You can go to the funeral at sunset today."
Hearing this, everyone present was overjoyed. Just as the village chief Zhang Yuanwang was about to speak, he heard Daoist Qingmei speak again, pointing to Mo Hedao who was still lying on the jujube tree: "Call that little guy in, this evening When the sun sets, let him lead the way for the dead!"
Hearing the words of Daoist Qingmei, Mo He, who was lying on the tree, just felt bad, and suddenly saw his father Mo Dashan kneeling on the ground in the yard, kowtowed anxiously. Said: "Prince Taoist, please forgive me. My son is ignorant and offended Taoist priest. Please forgive him because he is a child!"
At this moment, Mo He's eyes suddenly turned red, his chest felt very congested, and he was a little speechless.
My parents in this life are just ordinary farmers, honestly planing food in the land, they don't know much, but this family relationship is not compromised at all.
Mo He could not wait to rush over immediately to help the simple and honest man kneeling on the ground and kowtow to his feet. Every sound of his head hitting the ground was like a heavy drum, hammering hard on his heart.
But before Mo He rushed down, he saw that Taoist Qingmei frowned, stretched out his hand and made a lifting movement, and then Mo Dashan was lifted from the ground by an invisible force.
"Why is this so? I asked this child to lead the way for the dead. It has no effect on him. Instead, it will do some good. It's not about harming this child, and I think this child is very spiritual, and I like it very much." Qing Mei The Taoist priest said.
After he finished speaking, Zhang Yuanwang, the village head beside him, quickly came to Mo Dashan, and said to him: "Have you heard what the Taoist priest said, why don't you hurry up and bring your son in, it's good for you!"
At this time, Mo Dashan looked a little confused. He didn't know whether the Taoist Qingmei was telling the truth or not. If possible, keep it at a respectful distance, otherwise if you get a little bit contaminated, you will have bad luck, or some serious illness and minor misfortune.
Therefore, when Mo Dashan heard that he wanted his son to lead the way for the souls of the dead, he immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy. He is such a precious son now, and he will pass on incense in the future. He is only so young now, so nothing can happen ah.
But now that we've come to this point, the Taoist priest said that this matter is not only not harmful, but may also be good for his son, which made Mo Dashan feel a little more at ease.
Sighing in his heart, Mo Dashan walked outside with anxiety, and soon came to Mo He's side. Looking at Mo He standing there obediently, Mo Dashan wanted to punish him, but Thinking that the Taoist chief and the village chief were waiting, he could only take Mo He into the yard, and he only hoped that the Taoist chief didn't lie to him, and everything was a good thing in the end.