Wang Cheng once said that her wife was killed in a violent death, and it seems that he was deceived.
Lin Jiusheng thought in his heart that as a Taoist chief, he should not interfere with other people's affairs.
After all, taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Wang Cheng is also not honest. The difference between the violent and murderous one can be huge.
If this forms a grievance, then the entire Shangou Village will be over.
Thinking of this, Lin Jiusheng took a deep breath, took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket, pointed it at the forehead of the corpse, and whispered at the corner of his mouth: "Too on the stage, keep on strain, exorcise evil and bind charm, protect your life. Body! Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law!"
The talisman paper was attached to the female corpse's forehead, and he raised his hand and put his hand on the female corpse's eyes.
I wanted to close the female corpse's eyes, but he didn't expect that as soon as he took his hand away, the female corpse's eyes still opened firmly.
This is simply not scornful!
Lin Jiusheng snorted, grabbed the corpse, and put the corpse into the coffin.
At this time, Wang Cheng led more than a dozen villagers to arrive. Watching the coffin roll to the ground, Wang Cheng's face was also shocked.
Especially when I saw the female corpse's eyes opened, cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She didn't dare to stare at the corpse at all. She quickly turned her head to the side, her body shivering.
Seeing this, how could Lin Jiusheng not understand that the female corpse died suddenly, which is a lie at all.
"Mr. Wang, did your wife really die suddenly?" Lin Jiusheng asked tentatively.
"That's still fake, but I saw it with my own eyes." Wang Cheng said, wiping the cold sweat on his forehead as he spoke, not dare to look at the female corpse.
Lin Jiusheng understood in his heart and sighed heavily.
Looking back, he was only responsible for the burial of female corpses, and nothing else was his business.
"Hurry up!" Lin Jiusheng said to the four farmers, asking them to lift the coffin up.
When the four farmers saw the female corpse's hideous face, they stood there for a while in fright, and they carried the coffin and walked uphill.
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Under the leadership of Wang Cheng, he walked into the forest a hundred meters away.
"Dao Master, the cemetery is in front." Wang Cheng said, pointing to the place in front.
Lin Jiusheng looked in the direction of Wang Cheng's hand, and his Jian eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
According to the "Maoshan Secret Technique" left to him by his master, there is a saying about Feng Shui in it.
The cemetery in front of him was not good feng shui. Lin Jiusheng squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil. He found that the soil was slightly damp. He smelled it under his nose, and it was still stained with meat, especially since the soil was almost the same color as cow dung.
"The grave is as ash-colored as cow dung, and the coffin is full of corpses."
This sentence was what Jiuling Patriarch told him that this cemetery is not a good cemetery, and it may be a fierce tomb.
As the old saying goes, Feng Shui can feed and kill people!
"Mr. Wang, I'm afraid this tomb will have to be replaced." Lin Jiusheng said.
"Ah! Why!" Wang Cheng was a little surprised and said.
He has invited Feng Shui master to visit this cemetery, and it is also a famous Feng Shui master in the city.
Originally asked him to help with the burial of his deceased wife, but the Feng Shui master asked for too high a price.
"The feng shui is not good, the land is moist, and the coffin is easily drenched when buried. The female corpse in the coffin will be very uncomfortable and it is easy to form evil spirits." Lin Jiusheng pointed to the ground and said, grabbing a handful of soil and placing it in Wang Cheng Right now.
Wang Cheng frowned, took out a three-hundred-yuan red packet from his pocket and placed it in front of Lin Jiusheng.
He thought in his heart that Lin Jiusheng said this deliberately so as to get some red envelopes.
"Dao Master, you can bury it. After finishing the work of your deceased wife, you can easily return to the gym." Wang Cheng took three hundred yuan and put it in his pocket, and said cheerfully.
"But this land is permeable, it's bad Feng Shui!" Lin Jiusheng said solemnly.
But who knows, this Wang Cheng didn't believe his words at all, and his face turned gloomy. He thought that Lin Jiusheng didn't think that the red envelopes were not enough, and deliberately made things difficult.
Wang Cheng's face is stern, cold
Said: "Master Kongmen in the city said that this is an excellent feng shui treasure place. If you bury people here, you will be able to go smoothly!"
"Furthermore! There are mountains and waters here! How can Feng Shui be bad! I'll give you three hundred yuan, but I can look down on you, Lin Daochang, you don't have to be too impressed!"
These few words left Lin Jiusheng speechless for a while.
Indeed, in comparison, Lin Jiusheng is not well-known. Originally, when Master was alive, he didn't worry about not having a job. After Master died, there were very few people who came to pick him up.
Had it not been for learning the craftsmanship of making coffins from his master since he was a child, he would have starved to death in Jiuyanshan Gymnasium.
He had even heard of the Kongmen Master in the city. His fame was in Jiangcheng, and he was one of the best.
But now listening to Wang Cheng's words, that Master Kongmen is mostly a liar.
Nowadays, the society is impetuous, and the truly talented Taoist masters cannot afford to eat! On the contrary, those swindlers were all mixed up.
Seeing Wang Cheng's stern face, he knew in his heart that if he kept on talking, he might be about to pick up a knife and slash someone.
"Mr. Wang, no matter what happens after the burial, it has nothing to do with Lin Jiusheng! I only hope that it is Mr. Wang, but don't ask me." Lin Jiusheng said solemnly.
"Hurry up, you procrastinate! Just like a maiden daughter-in-law." Wang Cheng said dissatisfied.
"Buried!" Lin Jiusheng sighed and said to the four farmers behind him.
He has done his utmost benevolence and he should have said everything.
The four farmers nodded and put the coffin in the tomb.
After spreading some paper money, Lin Jiusheng was instructing some people to erect the stone tablet.
Looking at the name on the stone tablet, Lin Jiusheng knew that this dead woman had the same surname as him, Lin Miaomiao.
A black-and-white photo of the deceased was also posted on the stone tablet. Looking at the photo, Lin Jiusheng frowned.
This is a black-and-white photo, and the woman inside is grinning at him unexpectedly, instantly making him feel creepy.
(End of this chapter)