Following Mo Dashan into the courtyard, he saw that everyone in the courtyard was looking at him, especially the Qingmei Daoist, who was also looking at him at this time. Mo He knew that it was time to show himself.
"Hello village chief, hello seventh grandpa, hello uncle Zhang...!"
Standing beside Mo Dashan, Mo He was very sweet-mouthed, and greeted all the elders present one by one. Only when Daoist Qingmei was left, he hesitated a little, and finally called out, "Grandpa Daoist good!"
For the vast majority of people, they are always happy to see well-behaved and sensible juniors. This move by Mo He immediately made people feel good.
"This kid is really good!" Daoist Qingmei looked at Mo He, praised him again, and then turned around and walked out of the yard under the leadership of the village chief.
"Hey!" After Taoist Qingmei left, Mo Dashan sighed sadly. Even with the guarantee of Taoist Qingmei, seeing that the five-year-old child was about to be infected with those filthy dead souls, he still let him He felt uneasy.
And thinking about this, Mo Dashan looked into Mo He's eyes, and suddenly felt a little angry. The usually sensible child ran to the jujube tree by coincidence today, and this made a fuss Such a thing.
But at this time, he also lost his temper a little bit, and the matter had come to this point, there was nothing he could do.
"Since everyone is here, let's go in and kowtow to your third master!" Mo He, as a junior, has come here now, so he should also go in and kowtow out of reason.
Mo He behaved very well-behaved at this time, following Mo Dashan's instructions, he went in and kowtowed honestly, making the adults around him feel that the child was very sensible.
Especially the family of the third master's family took out a few tooth candies and stuffed them into Mo He's hands. This is a rare commodity. At least Mo He has only eaten it once in the five years since he came to this world.
"I was given candy by the adults!" Mo He held a few tooth candies in his hand, with an innocent smile on his face, but in his heart, he was very depressed now.
In the blink of an eye, it was dusk and sunset. Seeing that the sun was slanting to the west and was about to go down the mountain, there was a loud cry in the courtyard of the third master's house, and then he saw Mo He wearing a suit. A little sackcloth, holding a lantern made of white paper in his hand, walked out of the courtyard of the third master's house first.
Beside Mo He is Daoist Qingmei holding a sword in one hand and Xiaoyin in the other. Behind him are eight strong men, carrying a coffin together, and behind them are holding other coffins. Miscellaneous people, and mourning teams.
A group of people came to a place about a mile outside the village in such a mighty way. After arriving here, several strong men put the coffin into the tomb that had been dug already, and then brought other miscellaneous The objects and sacrifices are arranged.
At this time, the sun was about to set completely, Daoist Qingmei stretched out his hand to touch Mo He's head, and said to Mo He: "Tong'er, go put the first soil."
Hearing this, Mo He went forward and squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil from the mound next to him with his immature hands, and threw it into the grave, while thinking in his heart, "Let me grow up as soon as possible, Mr. I don't want to lose face if someone touches my head!"
After Mohe put in the first soil, other people around immediately started to fill the tomb in a few strokes.
Daoist Qingmei stepped forward and said in a loud voice: "Mo Youtian, a villager in Xiahegou, died at the age of eighty-three years. He was famous for his kindness and accumulated evil virtues. Let him open the Underworld and enjoy peace. Order!"
With the last word out, the small seal in Daoist Qingmei's hand suddenly flew up from his hand, turned into a large seal the size of a stone mill, and landed on the ground in front of him.
People around were stunned by this scene, and Mo He was also shocked, but at the same time, Mo He was also full of yearning.
Seeing the shocking eyes of the people around him, Daoist Qingmei stretched out his hand, and the big seal the size of a millstone turned back into a small seal and flew back into his hand. Then, I saw a blank piece of paper appear out of thin air in Daoist Qingmei's hand. I shook my hand lightly, and saw that blank piece of paper turned into a small paper house with all the doors, windows and beams. Very delicate.
"go!"
With a soft snort, Daoist Qingmei threw the paper house in his hand forward, and saw it burning rapidly.
Just when the paper house was burning, Mo He found himself hallucinating again, and vaguely saw a house appearing on the tomb of the third master, and the style of this house was clearly the same A larger version of the burning paper house.
This time Mo He was very sure that what he saw was definitely not a hallucination.
Just when Mo He was still a little dazed, he heard Daoist Qingmei say to him again: "Tong'er, put your lantern in front of the grave, and then ask your third master to come over and tell his children and grandchildren to build a new home for him! "
Hearing this, Mo He glanced back at Daoist Qingmei, saw him looking at him with a smile and no words, Mo He thought for a while, stepped forward and put down the lantern he had been holding in his hand, and then called out softly.
"Third Master, come quickly, your children and grandchildren have built a new home for you! Third Master, come quickly...!"
Mo He yelled three times in a row, and then suddenly felt a coolness coming from the top of his head, turned his head and saw a figure beside him.
This figure was covered with a faint golden light, the light was very weak, and he was looking at himself with a smile. Looking at his face, he looked exactly like the third master Mo He had seen several times, except that it was between his eyebrows. , but there is one more mysterious sigil.
"Third Master!" Mo He subconsciously called out, and at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little scared. After living two lifetimes, this was the first time he saw a real ghost.
The third master touched the top of Mo He's head, with a gratified smile on his face, then turned his head to kneel and kowtow to Taoist Qingmei, his mouth moved, as if he was saying something, but Mo He couldn't hear anything the sound of.
Daoist Qingmei seemed to understand, and said with a blank expression: "You were of good conduct in life, and you were protected by Yin virtue after death. You really shouldn't suffer from the wind and rain. You deserve it. go!"
Kowtowing again to Daoist Qingmei, the third master stood up and disappeared.
Next, the people in the village began to burn paper and throw paper money. When it was completely dark, everyone packed up their things and turned back to the village.
On the way back, Mo Dashan came to Mo He very nervously, and kept asking Mo He if he felt any discomfort in his body, until the Taoist Qingmei who was walking in front couldn't stand it anymore, and turned around. He specifically said to Mo Dashan: "I have already said that helping the dead to lead the way this time will not do the child any harm, but will have some benefits. In the future, he will be protected by the shadow of his ancestors, and he will be protected from minor illnesses and minor disasters." intrusion."
Seeing Taoist Qingmei say that again, Mo Dashan was completely relieved, and while thanking Taoist Qingmei again and again, a smile finally appeared on his face.
Not only will my son be safe, but he will also be protected by his ancestors from minor illnesses and disasters. This is a great thing.
You must know that in such a world similar to ancient times, there is no doctor around Xiahegou Village. If you have any minor illnesses on weekdays, you will have to deal with them. If it is more expensive, ordinary farmers can't afford it, and some children die because of illness.
Seeing Mo Dashan's smirk, the people around him also cast envious glances. Many people thought in their hearts that if they knew this was the case, they would call their own cubs over.
After returning to the village, Mo Dashan was just about to take Mo He home when he was suddenly stopped by Daoist Qingmei.
"Tomorrow morning, I will visit your house. I have something to discuss then, so please get up early and wait." After speaking, he took another look at Mohe, then turned and left with the village chief.
"Here, the Taoist priest is going to my house tomorrow?" Hearing that the Taoist priest is coming to his home tomorrow, but he didn't say what it was, Mo Dashan was a little puzzled, and at the same time felt a little uneasy, but he didn't dare to stop Qingmei Daoist, you can only go back like this.
When he got home, it was completely dark. Mo Dashan told his wife what happened during the day, and said that Daoist Qingmei would come tomorrow, but after telling his wife, his wife immediately began to panic.
"Master, tell me, why did the Taoist priest come to our house? Could something bad happen to our house, could it be...!" When he said this, he turned his head and glanced at Mo He who was on the side.
"No, the Taoist priest told me today that not only is there no harm to my son leading the way for my third uncle this time, but it is also beneficial. I don't have to worry about minor illnesses or disasters in the future. There should be other things." Mo Da Shan was also a little worried, but he still comforted his wife.
As for Mo He, who was pretending to be asleep, he felt a little excited. Tomorrow morning might be his chance. If everything is as he imagined, then this is his chance to step into a magical world. start.
That night, all three members of Mo He's family slept restlessly. In the middle of the night, Mo He's mother got up several times, stuffed Mo He with a quilt, and his father, Mo Dashan, also turned over several times.
On the next morning, a rooster crowed, announcing the dawn of a new day. Mother got up early and started packing the family's breakfast.
Because the Taoist priest is coming this morning, the Mo He family's food today is much better than usual, and even if the meal is ready, the whole family has not moved their chopsticks, and they are all waiting for the Taoist Qingmei to come to the door.
While waiting, Daoist Qingmei finally arrived at the gate of Mo Dashan's house and walked into the small courtyard accompanied by the village chief Zhang Yuanwang.