After all, this is a confusing account and a confusing matter.
I visited my ancestors' graves for so many years, but I went to the wrong one and never discovered it.
Uncle Jiu shook his head. For the first time, he felt that someone was less reliable than his two apprentices. Thinking of this, he glared at Wencai fiercely again.
Wencai immediately shrank his head and didn't dare to talk back.
What happened just now was extremely dangerous. If Mr. Tao died of anger because of his words, then the matter would become a big mess.
Since he has agreed to take on this matter, Uncle Jiu cannot give up no matter how difficult it is.
Who made him Uncle Nine
Although he is a bit dark and arrogant, he is also a dedicated and soft-hearted Taoist priest.
Uncle Jiu waved his hand, and Qiu Sheng and Wencai moved extremely quickly and placed all the things Uncle Jiu wanted on the ground with ease.
A table was spread out on the ground, and four stones were found to press down the four corners.
A Taoist platform is all it takes.
Uncle Jiu picked out three red incense sticks, took out a string of bells from somewhere, and then took out an incense burner.
After placing the incense stand on the Taoist platform, Uncle Jiu took a handful of his hand, lit the red incense stick, and inserted it directly on the incense stand.
The fragrant mist slowly rose, and the people watching couldn't help but hold their breath, not daring to make any sound for fear of disturbing Uncle Jiu's practice.
Although the offerings from the Taotai were a bit simple and lacked tributes such as chicken, duck, fish and meat, they had no choice but to make do with it.
Uncle Jiu thought for a moment, then took out a few pieces of paper money and placed them under the incense table. This was real hard currency, not the yellow paper worth hundreds of thousands or millions.
After paying the money, Uncle Jiu nodded with satisfaction. He held a peach wood sword in his left hand and a talisman in his right hand, and began to chant an incantation that no one could understand.
Russell heard it clearly. It seemed that this was the nonsense in the Sutra of the Deliverance of Humanity.
"Taishang Laojun's urgent order!"
Uncle Jiu read too fast, and Russell had heard too little of his nonsense, so he could only guess. He felt a little emotional.
There are still many things I need to learn.
Suddenly, Uncle Jiu stopped, turned his head to look at Russell, narrowed his eyes, and Russell had a bad feeling.
The next moment, a big hand came whizzing over, grabbed Russell's collar from behind, and the other hand groped in his arms.
"Card!"
"hiss!"
Uncle Jiu took a deep breath, shook two fingers of his right hand, and quickly pulled it out from Russell's arms.
I saw that he was holding a bunch of paper people and a mousetrap in his right hand.
Uncle Jiu snorted in pain, took a deep breath, and flicked his finger, flicking the mousetrap open.
Russell looked at him innocently, as if this matter had nothing to do with him. He also looked at the mousetrap with curiosity.
When did this thing come into his arms
Uncle Jiu didn't say anything either, but was silently considering a serious question in his mind.
My little disciple owes me eight hundred slaps in the face. Shouldn't he pay me back
Looking at the paper man in his hand, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but twitching his lips. My little disciple, this collection is quite a lot.
He flipped through them carefully and turned over the pretty paper figures. If he touched them, his little disciple would definitely kill him.
Speaking of which.
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but take another glance at it. This paper man was quite good-looking.
After searching for a while, Uncle Jiu finally found one that satisfied him.
Lord Guan!
"I'm giving it back to you. Hey, remember next time, don't put clips inside your clothes, otherwise, uh huh!"
Uncle Jiu returned the remaining paper figures to poor Russell, and warned him that the clamps were really painful.
He rubbed his fingers calmly, then waved his right hand, and the paper man grew in the wind and landed on the platform.
Before Guan Erye opened his eyes, Uncle Jiu directly pasted a talisman on his forehead. Now, he could no longer open his eyes.
Guan Erye couldn't open his eyes, but Mr. Tao beside him had his eyes wide open. This was a miracle of magic in the air.
It’s definitely a magical spell!
Confucius does not talk about strange things, supernatural powers, or anything like that. Fuck you, Confucius!
Uncle Jiu blew the incense gently, and smoke swirled. Then Master Guan's body trembled violently, and then a hoarse voice was heard.
"Any wine?"
Uncle Jiu was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help but look embarrassed. Are ghosts so unique nowadays? Did he invite the wrong person
He showed suspicion on his face, and Mr. Tao beside him also had a different expression, and he could hardly believe his ears.
He just took two steps forward, then fell to his knees with a thud. Uncle Jiu hurriedly dodged him.
It is extremely unlucky for younger generations to be bowed down to by their elders, as it will shorten their lifespan.
"Dad! Is that you?"
Mr. Tao had white hair, but he couldn't hold back his tears and kowtowed to the ground several times.
"A Tao, you, you!" That 'Guan Gong' had a look of disappointment on his face, "You came here today, but you didn't even bother to give your father a sip of wine. I'm so greedy."
Mr. Tao was crying and said, "Dad, I'm so sorry. I've been worshipping the wrong graves and showing filial piety to the wrong people all these years."
"I arranged this matter, it has nothing to do with you."
Guan Gong whispered, "When your Third Uncle was alive, he was old-fashioned and abiding by the rules. He was particularly strict with you and was not liked by you youngsters. He also had no children. I was afraid that no one would send incense to his grave in the future, so I told Old Li, who was repairing the tombstone, to put it in front of the Third Uncle's grave."
He turned his head and looked at the grave with the towering tree behind him, his expression still a little dejected, "Your prejudice against your third uncle is still there!"
The two graves are so close to each other, and they are relatives of the same grandfather, but Mr. Tao's family has ignored the grave of his third brother for decades.
"Dad! I..."
Mr. Tao lay on the ground, his face full of shame.
Guan Gong shook his head and said, "My third brother, eldest brother, second brother and I are living well down there. I also accept your filial tributes on weekdays."
"It's just that this tree is a little bit heart-breaking. It makes me feel pain and very uncomfortable."
Mr. Tao panicked, "Dad, I'll chop it with an axe right now."
“Forget it!”
Guan Gong sighed, "It's no longer useful."
Mr. Tao suddenly had a bad feeling.
"I have been busy in the underworld for 30 years and finally accumulated enough merits. I can be reincarnated as a human in the next life. Your father is going to be reincarnated!"
Mr. Tao was completely panicked. He was about to speak, but he couldn't open his mouth.
Isn't it an animalistic behavior to not allow your father to reincarnate
I would feel guilty about letting my father reincarnate.
"I did what happened to Xiaoyun. I just wanted to give you a warning." Guan Gong was disappointed. "I'm afraid we won't be able to meet again."
"Dad! Please wait a moment. I'll go back and get some wine so we can drink together." Mr. Tao couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat. He hadn't seen his father for 30 years.
Guan Gong shook his head, then raised his arms to Uncle Jiu, "Thank you for your help, Taoist Priest. I have so many connections in the underworld, and I can't send dreams to my family. I can only think of this Yinyun method, but Taoist Priest can directly recruit me up. You are indeed a Taoist master!"
If it weren't for Uncle Jiu's help, he wouldn't even be able to see Mr. Tao for the last time. If he continued like this, it would sooner or later harm his great-grandson's life.
Uncle Jiu smiled without saying anything. The last sentence made him feel comfortable.
"Hey, I'm going to be reincarnated soon. To be honest, the wine in the underworld is really expensive. I have worked hard for 30 years and have never had a few sips."
"I want to be a drunkard in my next life. Haha, a drunkard!"
After a hearty laugh, Guan Gong slowly lowered his head, his entire body began to burn, and he disappeared into the world.
"father!"
Mr. Tao cried out, this time it was a true farewell between life and death.
Russell couldn't help but sigh that the world had lost another interesting soul.