There are several wreaths at the entrance of the courtyard, and the wreath is written in white paper in the center. On both sides of the wreath, the deceased should be a male.
When the car stopped, a man wearing a white filial piety cloth greeted him, and his eyes were dignified.
The man who brought us didn’t communicate with the usher, but nodded at the usher and hurried towards the gate with Wang Dalang, followed by me.
When I entered the courtyard, I found that it was not an ordinary courtyard as I saw it outside, but an old courtyard with two entrances.
In this way, the old courtyard branch and the outer court have a circular arch.
There are many people wearing filial piety in the outer court, and the arched door of the outer court is guarded.
I followed the man and Wang Dalang into the courtyard and saw that the courtyard was a tramp. That should be the first place to display the body. At the moment, the door was closed.
The first room was locked from the outside, and even the window was nailed with wooden bars from the outside.
"Fingertips have grown out, and I can’t help but let people seal this room." The man trembled and told Wang Dalang about the situation
Wang Dalang nodded and went straight to the door of the first house. He pulled out a blank sheet of paper from his pocket, cut out a small paper man and stuffed the paper man along the crack of the door.
I stared at Wang Dalang intently to see what he should do when he came.
Wang Dalang murmured, closed his eyes, and drew a pattern with his right index finger and middle finger together.
Wang Dalang mumbles, I don’t know what spell it is. He draws patterns very quickly, and I can roughly know that Wang Daxu’s paintings should be hexagrams.
When Wang Dalang finished these things, he paused and stared at the crack of the first door where he stuffed the paper man into it just now.
After about three or four minutes, Wang Dalang tucked into the door of the paper man’s first room and there was no change. Wang Dalang frowned and took out a stack of white paper from his bag, cut the paper man and dipped it in cinnabar brush to signal the man to open the door lock of the first room.
The man shook and took out his key and immediately stepped aside after opening the first door.
At the moment, it’s already dark. The eerie silence in the courtyard is in fresh contrast with the excitement outside. Look at the man’s panic. I’m a little numb and numb. I also pulled out a few spells from my backpack to deal with the ghost of the handsome teacher elder sister.
Although I think Wang Dalang may not be a master, he may not be alive. I have to be prepared for emergencies.
No one else can bring me that feeling except grandma.
Wang Dalang holds a cinnabar brush in his right hand and a stack of white paper in his left hand to cut out the paper man’s feet and kick the first door open.
I opened the door and it was dark inside the main room. I clearly saw the body of an old man lying on the bed and wearing a wide shroud. The old man’s body was placed with his head facing the door of the main room and his feet facing the wall of the main room.
Next to the head of the old man’s body, there is a small square desktop with a portrait of the old man.
There are two plates of steamed bread in front of the portrait of the old man, one incense burner has burned out and two white candles have been extinguished.
Wang Dalang walked steadily into the first room, and noticed the body of the old man on the wooden board. I followed carefully and then entered the first room. The bearer who took us was far back to the arch where the courtyard and the outer court met.
Just now, the man has said that the nails have grown out. I’m sure that the old man’s body has changed, but the old man’s hand is covered by the wide sleeve of the shroud. I can’t see the change of the old man’s hand.
Now I see that the exposed part of the old man’s body is abnormal.
There is a piece of paper figurine. The body of the old man is in the chest position. It should be that Wang Dalang just slipped it into the first room along the crack of the door. The piece of paper figurine is white, and now it is black.
Wang Dalang stopped three steps away from the old man’s body. His right hand held a cinnabar brush and quickly cut the white paper in his left hand into a paper face and drew the word "Zhu". Every time he drew a paper man, Wang Dalang threw the paper man until he had a few Wang Dalang left in his hand.
Those paper men who were thrown into the remains of the elders by Wang Dalang did not fall to the ground, and they were all hung together. At first glance, it seemed as if the soldiers were waiting for your legend to take part in the battle.
This vision made me open my eyes for a moment and watch Wang Dalang move without blinking.
Damn it, it’s amazing. If you have this Wang Dalang, you will feel amazing in my heart. I was immediately fascinated by Wang Dalang’s hand. I am determined to pester Wang Dalang to teach me this hand in the future.
After Wang Dalang stopped drawing paper, his right hand dipped in cinnabar brush pen, and the imaginary point was arranged to the old man’s body. The paper men immediately turned around the old man’s body and surrounded the old man’s body.
It was at this time that the old man’s body rose and sat up from the bed.
The sudden movement of the old man’s body made me tremble. A conditioned reflex made me unable to step back half a step, and I even clenched my spell in my hand.
Sitting up, the old man’s body closed his eyes and waved to catch the paper men around him.
When the old man’s body waved to catch the paper men, I saw that the nails of the old man’s body were pointed and long and black.
Those hanging paper men changed the orientation around the old man’s body with the command of Wang Dalang’s right hand nib, but they were not caught by the old man’s body
"Land is land, water is water. If you have any unfinished wishes, I will give you a quarter of an hour." Wang Dalang pronounced it.
Wang Dalang’s words just fell on the old man’s body. Jie Jie smiled strangely. His lips showed two sharp fangs at this time.
At this time, the first light suddenly came on. I turned my head and glanced at it. It took us to the intersection arch of the people’s hospital and the outer court. At this moment, the arch of the courtyard and the outer court was covered by black cloth.
The man pushed the brake and looked in the direction of the first room. After the light came on, the man trembled limply directly.
I also turned my head and glanced at it, and then I took back my sight to note the development of the first house.
"If you don’t want to talk about it, I’ll send you to the underworld." Wang Dalang stared at the old man’s body with a dignified expression and took a step forward.
The old man’s body bounced off the bed board, stretched out his arms and swooped down in the direction of Wang Dalang. It was at this time that the paper men who had surrounded the old man’s body stood in front of Wang Dalang in rows.
These thin paper men even stopped the old man’s body and bounced off the old man’s body.
But those paper men stopped the old man’s body from pouncing on Wang Dalang and turned black and fell to the ground in succession.
Wang Dalang immediately moved the brush to draw a few strokes of the remaining paper men in his hand and threw the paper men again in the direction of the old man’s body that was bounced off and fell to the ground.
Wang Dalang’s paper drawing was very rapid this time. I didn’t see clearly what the paper figure of King Dalang of Chu had drawn.
This time, Wang Dalang threw a paper man to stick the head position of the old man’s body tightly. Wang Dalang walked a few steps and dipped the cinnabar brush tip to point the position of the old man’s body.
Yong long spell from Wang Dalang mouth Wang Dalang hand pen cling to the old man’s body is forehead heart.
"What’s the matter?" The man who brought us here asked in a trembling voice, rolling and crawling into the first room.
I glanced at the man and didn’t answer him. He walked close to Wang Dalang and continued to note Wang Dalang’s move.
At the moment, the lights in the main room can be drilled, and you can see a White King Dalang who is doing the remains of the legal old man. The question is not answered at all. It is purely unnecessary to answer him.
Wang Dalang’s spell ended, and the pen tip left the old man’s body. His forehead moved straight up from a half squat and turned to look at what the man who entered the first room wanted to say.
But also Wang Dalang turned around and the old man’s body was suddenly bounced from the ground. The goal was not to start work on him, but to set up Wang Dalang’s side to blame me.
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Holy shit, this is the old man’s body looking for the wrong rhythm of revenge target. My standard belongs to Gu Lie Gun.
The sudden appearance of this situation made me hurt and frightened. I immediately held a few spells in my hand and threw my brain at the old man who came at me and shot back.
Nima, are you sure that people still close their eyes and open their eyes to see if Chucheng is not?
The spell in my hand was thrown, and the old man’s body was nailed again. Wang Dalang also turned around again and the pen tip reached the forehead of the old man’s body.
The old man’s body slowly fell to the ground and there was no change.
"Xiao Ran was sorry for that. I gave a banquet to Xiao Ran later." Wang Dalang apologized at me with an embarrassed smile after carefully examining the old man’s body.
"It’s okay, heirs. It might as well be a surprise." I waved at Wang Dalang
"It’s done, isn’t it completely done this time?" Just now, the last jump of the old man’s body scared the man who brought us directly and climbed out of the first room again.
At the moment, the man showed his head at the door of the first house and leaned out to ask Wang Dalang to stay crazy and row widely.
"Come and carry him to the bedplate and clean up again." Wang Dalang beckoned the man to come in first.
The man came in with his legs shaking and put the old man’s body flat with Wang Dalang.
"How can I clean up?" The man and Wang Dalang stood far away after lifting the old man’s body to the bed board.
"Find a hammer and scissors." Wang Dalang rolled up the sleeves of the old man’s body and told the man.
I wonder what Wang Dalang needs a hammer and scissors to do now, and wait for Wang Dalang to move.
The man quickly found Wang Dalang a hammer and scissors. Wang Dalang tried the sharpness of the scissors and began to cut the sharp, thick, hard and long black nails of the old man’s body with scissors.
Seeing Wang Dalang move, I feel that Wang Dalang is also patient, so I can take care of all the details.
But I’m not finished with this feeling. Wang Dalang has picked up a hammer again, and according to the exposed fangs in the mouth of the old man’s body, he slammed it with great strength, which made me unable to bear to look straight.
Wang Dalang took out a paper bag from his satchel, packed the cut nails and hammered fangs, and stuffed the paper bag into the satchel.
"We’ve lived together, and it won’t be quiet again." Wang Dalang is busy with these movements and speaks to the person who brought us.
"Thank you, thank you for this." The man wiped his forehead with a cold sweat on his sleeve and took out a check from his pocket and handed it to Wang Dalang with both hands.