There are several sorrows in life, of which there is nothing more than marrying a wife or losing one's wife.
The crying person was surnamed Wang, and there was only one male in the family. He finally married his wife, but his wife died in the night of the bridal chamber.
Suddenly the happy event turned into a funeral, and Wang Cheng, the son of the Wang family, instantly became the bereaved husband of his wife.
Because of this, Lin Jiusheng was invited.
"Dao Master, it's fast time, this coffin should be lifted." Wang Cheng said to Lin Jiusheng. One three seven
Lin Jiusheng was twenty-three years old, his face was a little sallow, his body was very thin and his appearance was average.
He was wearing a Taoist service, standing in the snow without making a sound, his eyes fixed on the dark coffin in front of him.
Lin Jiusheng is an orphan. This old way of nine spirits is descended from Maoshan. The second half of the "Secret Techniques of Maoshan" uploaded by the ancestors talked about exorcising evil spirits, opening the coffin to fix acupoints, and the secret techniques of yin and yang feng shui. Lao Dao has no children and no daughter. He regards Lin Jiusheng as his own son, and he has no reservations about Lin Jiusheng's skills, so he has learned a lot from Lao Dao.
However, people who learn Tao suffer from the five drawbacks and three shortcomings of Taoism. The so-called five drawbacks are nothing more than "widow, widow, lonely, alone, and disabled."
To put it plainly, the three deficiencies are "money, life, and power".
Jiuling Lao Dao received his order, and died in his early fifties.
Because Lin Jiusheng took over the Jiuyan Mountain Taoist Temple in his early twenties.
And this time, the reason why the Wang family invited Lin Jiusheng over was first to eliminate bad luck, and second, to do something for the dead wife.
"It's time." Lin Jiusheng nodded.
He lifted his footsteps and quickly walked towards the family, asking the family to quickly order people to lift the coffin.
Shangou Village is very remote. There are only more than 20 households in the village, and most of them are each other.
This time, the four farmers in the village were invited. In order to avoid each other, Lin Jiusheng also specially selected their birthday characters.
Don't want dragons, tigers, sheep, or horses. People belonging to these four types have a strong yang energy and are easy to run into the souls of the dead.
"The time comes,
Get up! Lin Jiusheng shouted.
Because the bride died prematurely, as the saying goes, premature death is a murder, so she will be buried at birth. This is also called the coffin.
With the cries of 321, the four farmers began to lift the coffin forcefully and walked toward the front, a hundred meters away from the burial site.
Lin Jiusheng followed closely behind the coffin. It was the twelfth month of winter and the weather was so cold that white mist could be seen while speaking.
Just after walking for ten steps, a black cat suddenly emerged from the grass, jumped suddenly, and reached the lid of the coffin, with shiny eyes, calling out "meow" at Lin Jiusheng and the others.
Looking at the black cat, Lin Jiusheng gave a chuckle in his heart. This is not a good sign. The black cat stepped on the coffin, obviously adding yin to the coffin.
The most important thing is that the dead souls inside may even borrow cats to return to their souls. In the local dialect, this is "a black cat making a coffin".
"Get out!" Lin Jiusheng snorted coldly, and the peach wood sword in his hand was about to be hit.
Before hitting the black cat, the black cat suddenly jumped from the coffin cover. With this jump, his back foot kicked the lantern under the coffin and knocked the lantern to the ground.
Lin Jiusheng cursed inwardly "**."
Walking towards Zi Shi's coffin, he picked up the ever-bright lamp, took out the lighter, and hit it. The flame just came out and went out instantly.
Here, there is no wind. Although it is cold, it is not like this.
"The corpse accumulates yin." Lin Jiusheng gave a chuckle in his heart, stretched out his hand, and held the ever-bright lamp in his hand.
Looking carefully, I found that there was a gap in the wick of the lantern, as if it had been bitten off.
This is not a good sign, the ever-bright light sends the souls to the dead, which is to let the souls enter the underworld with peace of mind, so that the road to the underworld can be bright.
But this wick was bitten. Obviously, it was not caused by human beings.
It was obviously the corpse inside, she didn't want to leave.
Thinking of this, Lin Jiusheng couldn't understand in his heart that only the corpse who didn't want to walk would do this.
Lin Jiusheng picked up the lighter and took out the talisman paper in his pocket. After lighting it up, he said in a cold voice: "Many living beings settle injustices, but it is difficult to resolve the injustices. Relieve all the wronged karma, listen to it, listen to it, and the enemy will disperse! The great old man is anxious like a law!"
A stride stepped out, and the talisman paper was pasted on the lid of the coffin. What Lin Jiusheng was chanting was the Taoist mantra "Resolving Complaint and Knotting Curse".
He fixed the wick and placed it on the lantern. After he ignited it, he asked the four farmers to hold onto the coffin.
As soon as the four farmers tried hard, the coffin was lifted on their shoulders.
I thought things would go smoothly, but I didn't expect that the farmer in front took two steps, staggering like a drunk cat, his palms were unstable, and he couldn't hold the stick that lifted the coffin.
One person was missing, and the coffin couldn't be lifted at all. With a "clang", the coffin slammed to the ground.
What's more terrible is that there was a slope under the road, and the coffin was tumbling.
When I looked down, the lid of the coffin was smashed open, and the female corpse inside was even thrown out.
This frightened Lin Jiusheng, and hurriedly walked towards the slope.
Looking down at the female corpse, Lin Jiusheng found that the female corpse's eyes were open, and the eyes seemed to be wrapped in a white film, and those eyes stared at her.
It shocked Lin Jiusheng's heart, the female corpse's hands were like chicken feet.
"Hurry up!" Lin Jiusheng greeted, which was obviously wrong.
He squatted down, trying to put the female corpse into the coffin. Just when he touched the female corpse's neck, he found a streak on the neck, because the blood had not dispersed, the streak was very bright red.
"Wang Cheng said that his wife was suddenly killed in a violent death, but this bloodstain is obviously not. Wang Cheng is lying to me!" Lin Jiusheng thought for a while, the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong in his heart.
The grievances on the female corpse were great. Although they died early, it was impossible to have such grievances, so there was only one possibility.
Wang Cheng's wife was killed!
(End of this chapter)