Chapter 10

I don't know when little Hu started the business of stealing tombs, but he can have his current status. Obviously, he can be regarded as the No. 1 person. According to his experience, even if we talk about it, it is impossible to make him fully believe it for a while.

Just try what he said.

Luo Liguo was taken hostage by them. Jiang Yilong and I stopped a manpower tricycle against the guy. In order to take into account the safety and stability of Luo Liguo, we can't care about eating. He hurried back to the cave dwelling and took out all the treasures we had buried before.

I said, "Dharma seal and peach wood sword, you don't need to bring these residual paintings and books. However, only these two, senior brother, it doesn't seem to be enough."

Jiang Yilong said, "it's hard to say. You have to play a full set of acting. Even if you put something in front of little Hu, you can't let him believe it. I'm afraid it will make him more suspicious."

"Then we..."

"For uncle Luo, we'll have to spend money this time. Let's go and buy some clothes first."

At least we have worked in the industry of Bangbang for several years. In addition, Luo Liguo will divide the hard-earned money we earn every day, excluding food, housing and consumption. After saving for four years, Jiang Yilong and I have saved. Although the money is only more than 10000, this money is of great significance to us.

It took us nearly three hours to buy almost all the equipment that a Taoist should have. Although it cost a lot of money, this matter is related to the safety of Luo Liguo.

When we arrived at the courtyard, it was around 5 p.m. We didn't see Luo Liguo and little Hu ye, but left behind a guy who seemed to be waiting for our name Chen Qing.

"Where's my uncle Luo?"

Chen Qing saw that each of us was resisting a burden. He came to lift the burden and looked inside. "It's really like that. Don't worry. The man surnamed Luo is fine, but he's just detained for the time being."

"But we've come."

"It's all right. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Jiang Yilong winked at me and swallowed what I wanted to say.

"Come with me."

We took a taxi to a place called Lijiawan in Banan, that is, in the countryside. I can see that this guy named Chen Qing is a little tired. Jiang Yilong and I have to take a car for more than an hour after all. Anyway, we are idle. Anyway, I took the initiative to talk to him. Of course, all the topics focused on the dead.

According to his mouth, the dead man's name was Li Jun, aged 25. Because his face was a little pockmarked since childhood, and he ranked third among his cousins, he got the nickname of Ma San. Originally, Li Jun was also a ruffian. He met little Hu by chance. Seeing that he was bold and obedient, little Hu simply recruited him

When we arrived at Li Jun's house, it was almost 7 p.m. and it was a little dark. However, Li Jun's house was brightly lit. From a distance, we can see that a shed has been built in his courtyard dam, and people from the village come one after another with firecrackers and firepaper in their hands, which is a kind of custom friendship among rural people. As for those who are related by blood or close to Li Jun, they gather in a group and cry

I originally thought that Mr. Hu would blame this on Jiang Yilong and me, but he stayed out of it. Unexpectedly, he rushed to the Li family first, and a simple mourning hall photo was arranged by them.

I really have to thank him.

Jiang Yilong and I have been in Taoism for more than ten years. In addition to studying Taiyi Zhengfa, we were also influenced by our teacher's father Yuanqiu. Even so, we still have limited knowledge of funeral matters. Moreover, now that we are big girls, we will inevitably have some difficulties when we get on the bridge.

"Little Hu Ye."

"Everything here is almost complete. I'll leave the rest to you."

Jiang Yilong and I quickly changed into Taoist robes. Because we had to fast in order to sincerely cross the border, we asked the Lord's family to prepare some vegetarian fast. When you have enough to eat and drink, it's time to do your business. Jiang Yilong and I divide the work, and I will draw the knife and amulet. Jiang Yilong found a table to set up an altar.

"Younger martial brother, this is a bit wrong. This Li Jun died in another place. Although the ashes have come back, he can say that the soul may not still be in the place of death."

I understood and quickly got the eight characters of Li Jun's birthday from the Lord's family. They were written on paper with vermilion sand, stained with a few drops of chicken crown blood and burned into ash, sprinkled on lanterns made of hot paper, and hung on the left and right branches in front of Li Jun's house with two evocative lights.

Everything was ready. It was already 9:00 p.m. and nearly 10:00 p.m. when Jiang Yilong began to cross the dead, a flash of light suddenly flashed in my mind. It was not as good as he thought, so I quickly interrupted Jiang Yilong.

Jiang Yilong said, "the guests have dispersed. There are only legitimate relatives. Why do you stop me?"

"No." I saw that he was puzzled and hurriedly said, "elder martial brother, we were forced to be helpless for the first time. However, first, we should protect the appearance of our door, and second, we should protect the face of master and his old man."

"I know."

"But didn't you find anything wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

"Li Jun's birthday is eight characters."

"He, what happened to his birthday?"

"In the year of gengxu, the month of Wuyin and the day of Ding Mao. His birthday was indeed a bit like a short-lived phase, but the time when the dead Li Jun was born was very good. It was already time. Just now I looked at his photos with the art of observing people, and combined with the eight characters of his birthday, how could this guy live beyond Jiazi, but he died at the age of 25. Isn't it strange?"

Jiang Yilong twisted his fingers and said to me a moment later, "younger martial brother, you are right, but in fact, this guy is dead. Maybe, thousands of calculations can't be regarded as heaven. Besides, if the king of hell wants you to die at the third watch, how can he keep you until the fifth watch."

"No, no, there must be a problem here." maybe it was my obsession and thought that I could never have such a deviation in combination with what I learned. I interrupted the eldest martial brother's practice and ran to find little Hu immediately.

Mr. Hu is playing poker with several people in the side room. I don't know how they play. There is a lot of money in front of Mr. Hu. The specific amount is unclear. Anyway, he is happy and must be the winner.

"Mr. Hu, I have something to do with you."

"You say."

"Tao doesn't spread to non-human, and this method doesn't spread to six ears, so can you..."

Mr. Hu was stunned. He looked at me and said to the people on the table that you play first. He immediately walked out of the side room with me and asked me, "God, what's the matter with you?"

I said, "Mr. Hu, can you tell me how Li Jun died? Don't get me wrong, because it will be mentioned in the Sutra of crossing the dead later, so that the dead can rest in peace."

Mr. Hu replied: "I told you it was an accident."

"Even if it's an accident, there should be a process?"

"After?" Mr. Hu took out a cigarette and handed it to me. He lit it and took two breaths. He said, "they all know the root and the bottom, and I won't hide it from you. The thing is, we got a news two months ago that there is a tomb in another place, which is likely to be an ancient tomb before the Qing Dynasty. Therefore, I asked them to take three people to explore it on Friday."

"One of the three is Li Jun?"

"Yes. For more than a month, they were all trying to determine the specific location of the ancient tomb on Friday. They finally found the specific location two weeks ago and were preparing to pick up money and treasure. Unexpectedly, they encountered a strange thing when they were about to get results."

"Strange thing?"

"The body is up."

"Up... That is..."

"You don't have to think about it. In short, you just met a little trouble and caught Li Jun's life."

"No, no, that's completely wrong."

"What's wrong?"

I looked at Mr. Hu and was ready to talk, but I swallowed it back at the critical time. "He died at the wrong time. By the way, little Hu, can you tell me how long Li Jun died?"

"Listen to them, it's June 14."

"But today is June 20."

"So what?"

"Today is his seventh."