Mysterious recovery: The female anchor was scared to cry at the beginning

After the two chickens were killed, there was already a small pot of blood.

Just when Wang Jie was about to click the third one, he was stopped by Bai Ran: "That's enough, I only keep this one as a guide."

"okay."

Wang Jie obeyed Bai Ran [-]%.

Immediately.

Bai Ran started to mix the cinnabar into the chicken blood, and then soaked the ink fountain thread in it.

"and then?"

Wang Jie looked at Bai Ran curiously.

"Wait."

Bai Ran replied with one word.

08:30am.

Bai Ran got up, installed the soaked ink thread, and then walked towards the tent with the ink fountain in hand.

The big guys were curious and followed in.

"Why are you still standing there, hurry up and put the coffin lid on."

Bai Ran looked at the people who were still standing there, and immediately spoke.

As soon as this word comes out.

Everyone was blinded.

"What the hell? It's not a good time to build it now!"

"That's right, our custom is to build coffins at night! How can this break the rules?"

"That's right, young man, I'm afraid you don't understand our customs here, so you can't build it now!"

"Yes, the rules must not be broken!"

…………

…………

Hear them.

Bai Ran frowned: "The situation of the deceased is quite special. The coffin must be built as soon as possible. Once enough yang energy has been absorbed, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it at night!"

As soon as this word comes out.

A muscular middle-aged man stepped out.

He is Yang Yonggen's cousin, named Yang Erniu.

Yang Erniu stared at Bairan fiercely, and said angrily, "Boy, you mean...my sister-in-law...can cheat a corpse?! It's just nonsense, I think you are a half-assed fake Taoist priest here to scare people Woolen cloth!"

Upon hearing this.

Wang Jie quit immediately: "Brother, how can you say that?! Brother Ran is a serious Taoist priest, how could it be fake?!"

"Ah."

Yang Erniu refused to let go, "Fuck your mother, would a real Taoist do such a thing? I really think we are all fools!"

"Hey, why are you still scolding people!"

Wang Jie shrugged.

"Er Niu, don't say a few words!"

Yang Deweng said in a loud voice, "Master Bai has told me about this matter just now, and I agree with it!"

"what!"

Follow Yang De's words.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Village chief, what are you doing? Isn't this breaking the rules!"

"That's right, it's absolutely forbidden. If we build the coffin now, her in-laws will poke our backs and scold us!"

"The village chief think twice, for a short-lived person, breaking the rules of our village for so many years is absolutely impossible!"

"Yes, village chief, please say a few words!"

See what they say.

A helpless wry smile appeared on Bai Ran's face.

It's hard to imagine that there are still so many ignorant people in the 21st century.

This is really ridiculous.

Yang De's eyes were extremely sharp, and he said loudly: "What's wrong with the short-lived people?! Does my sister-in-law want to die?! Master Bai has real skills, you all saw it yesterday, since he already said so Well, of course he has his reasons, stop arguing and help build the coffin! If there is any problem then, I will take care of it!"

have to.

It's all said and done.

What else can they do?
After all, Yang De is a village chief, if he is offended, there will be no good fruit to eat in the village in the future.

So ever.

The big guys rushed forward and closed the coffin tightly.

Immediately afterwards, it was nailed to death.

There are three on the left and right sides, and one on each side in the middle, for a total of eight.

It is equivalent to corresponding to the Eight Immortals.

As for the Eight Immortals.

It's just the Eight Immortals who carry the coffin.

Xia Guo's funeral ceremony has a history of thousands of years, and it has been perfected long ago.

What customs correspond to what routines.

"Xiaojie, start playing the thread."

Bai Ran looked at Wang Jie.

"it is good."

Wang Jie agreed, grabbed the end of the thread, and the two began bouncing up, down, left, and right around the coffin.

Ink fountain lines soaked in the blood of big roosters appeared on the coffin one after another.

time.

One minute and one second passed.

The whole process lasted nearly half an hour.

"You're done."

Bai Ran took a deep breath, with a bright smile on his face.

"Master Bai, thank you for your hard work. This is my little thought, please accept it!"

Just now.

Yang Yonggen took two red envelopes and handed them to Bai Ran and Wang Jie respectively.

Bai Ran didn't refuse too much, and directly accepted the red envelope.

"Uncle Gen, I still have some work to do during the day. I'll come over later tonight. You must be careful. Don't let anyone open the coffin lid. Do you understand what I mean?"

Bai Ran stared at Yang Yonggen, and ordered very seriously.

heard.

Yang Yonggen nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at food.

Now he is following Bai Ran's lead.

He does what he says.

"Xiaojie, let's go."

Bai Ran glanced at Wang Jie, raised his legs and walked away from Wang Jie.

Can……

Not waiting for them to get out of the tent.

A rustling sound came in.

outside the curtain.

A group of people came towards the tent, crying and howling.

There are a total of one or twenty of them, they are so vast and full of momentum.

"Master Bai, it's them!!"

Yang De looked at Bai Ran and whispered.

As soon as these words came out, Bai Ran's eyes narrowed slightly.

Originally, he thought he would not be able to hit it, but it turned out to be a good thing, but he hit a straight one.

On the other hand, Yang Erniu stared at Bai Ran with gloating eyes.

like that.

I almost didn't say it directly - let you pretend to be aggressive, I see you now what to do!

"Stop them, don't cry at this time!"

Bai Ran turned to look at Yang Yonggen, and said in a deep voice.

"Ah good!"

Yang Yonggen didn't dare to delay, he rushed out without saying a word, and came to a man with a big stubble.

"Big brother!"

Yang Yonggen called out.

Huang Jun frowned: "Yang Yonggen, my sister married you, it's a motherfucker for eight lifetimes!!! My nephew is gone, and now even my sister is gone, why are you still alive?

I think...you might as well just die! ! "

heard.

Yang Yonggen did not dare to lose his temper.

The population of Huang Village is four to five times that of Yang Village, making it a veritable big village.

The people in the ten or so surrounding villages all depended on the faces of the people in Huang Village.

And this is...

One of the reasons why Yang Erniu and the others tried their best to prevent the coffin from being sealed.

"Uncle, I... I don't want to do this either."

Yang Yonggen couldn't help sighing.

"Go away! Horse-riding man, my wife died without a single tear on my face, you are a fucking beast!"

With a wave of his hand, Huang Jun led the people towards the tent.

Seeing that Yang Yonggen couldn't stop him, Bai Ran winked at Wang Jie.

The latter understood immediately, and stretched out his hand to stop Huang Jun and others outside the tent.

"Ok?"

Huang Jun looked at Wang Jie with a surprised look, "Boy, what the hell do you want to do?"