Here's another thing to say, rich people really have a lot of fun, this is true, for example, the small Western-style building in front of me and Wen Shu, at 2 pm, Wen Shu took me by taxi to that household, they live in Jiangbei, a single-family villa with three floors of European style. It's quite stylish, I've only seen this kind of house on TV before. The only thing is that the 'lingtou fan' hanging in front of the gate is a bit eye-catching, because it represents that there is a funeral in this family.

  As soon as I got off the bus and saw the row of cars parked in front of the house, I suddenly felt like a country bumpkin.

  Damn it, I cursed in my heart. This is exactly the stench of wine and meat at the noble gate, the power of money is really great. No wonder people in this society have red eyes, emotions are all about living such a life.

  Wen Shu was obviously calmer than me, after all he had been here countless times. He told me, when we go inside, don't talk much and do more is the way to go?

  I nodded to Uncle Wen, the backpack on my back was full of useless things prepared by Uncle Wen, including paper money stuck with rice porridge and wax candles that had been drawn out. The only useful thing was Uncle Wen's copper sword, which he said would ward off evil spirits, so I brought it along. The backpack was quite heavy, and I couldn't say anything, just staring blankly in this situation.

  After that, I and Wen Shu walked into the courtyard. To say nothing of it, there were really a lot of people, about 40 or 50, I guess they all came to mourn. So-called mourning is to mourn the dead and comfort the living. As early as ancient times, there was a record in "Shuo Yuan · Xiu Wen": "Guests mourn, none are not sad."

  It seems that the way these people dress is also either rich or noble, I guess they are all flatterers. In this society, if you don't have money or power, except for relatives and friends, who will come to your funeral?

  Forget it, these things are not something a small person like me can understand, what's the point of thinking so much? Just follow Wen Shu and honestly finish this task. First get that 250 yuan in hand and then talk.

  However, Wen Shu seemed to have entered the courtyard and was very popular. Many of the local tyrants in the courtyard knew him, and when they saw him coming, they walked up with a smile on their faces and shook hands with him, praising him as a god-like figure. I looked at this scene and thought that these local tyrants must have been deceived by Wen Shu's "shameless copper teeth". It was truly a tragedy that they were being taken advantage of by Wen Shu and still thanked him for it.

  Can't help but say, Wen Shu indeed looks like an actor, that air of immortality and elegance immediately emerges, he smiles at the crowd with a profound and mysterious expression, as if to tell them that he is very low-key and not suitable for such a secular occasion. He just says to those who come up to shake hands: "Gentlemen, today is Mr. Li's funeral day, Mr. Li entrusted me to take care of it, so I won't chat with you all, let's meet again at Fuzedao when we have time."

  He then said to me with a shameless face: "Disciple, follow me into the house."

  I followed behind him, thinking to myself that this old guy is quite something, speaking in a manner as if he's on the Hundred Schools of Thought lecture stage. I bet others don't know that he has a thing going on with Yi Zhongtian. Ugh, you old guy, your only redeeming quality is having over 20 QQ accounts to take turns playing Dou Di Zhu with you, and yet you're too stingy to top up your blue diamonds!

  Speechless, I followed Wen Shu into the villa, and a burst of crying sounds came over. Good guy, looking at the decoration in this big house, it's enough to see the degree of corruption of this family, too luxurious, although I couldn't see the brand names of the decorations in those rooms, but one look and you know they're not cheap.

  There were also many people in the house, but it could be seen that relatives and so on were relatively more. They all wore white clothes and looked from a distance. Only saw a table of offerings behind the large hall, with incense burning continuously. Behind the table of offerings was placed a coffin, made of unknown wood material, anyway, it looked very dignified. In front of the table of offerings, four or five people knelt down, wearing white clothes, crying and burning paper money.

  I couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder: this is really too extravagant. Originally, the person who died in the car accident should have been cremated on the same day, but this family spent who-knows-how-much money to bring the body home and even bought a coffin for a one-day stop. It has to be said that rich people are dignified even after death.

  Among the crowd, a couple stood out, also crying very sadly. Wen Shu led me in their direction, and when they saw him, they came forward. The man said to Wen Shu: "Master Wen, we're troubling you this time."

  I saw these two people were probably in their forties or fifties, wearing black suits, and they seemed to be the owners of this house. The man was okay, but the middle-aged woman couldn't stop wiping away tears, her eyes were already red and swollen. This was no surprise, who wouldn't be heartbroken when their daughter had died?

  Wen Shu shook hands with the male host and said, "Li Gongjie's death was a natural change, as it is said that life and death are destined, wealth and honor are in heaven, and it is also predetermined that Ling'er will be reborn in the Pure Land. I must do my best to send Ling'er on her last journey and let her be reborn in the Pure Land."

  Li Gong gratefully said to Wen Shu: "Really troubling you, Master Wen. Then let's see, when should we withdraw?"

  Wen Shu said to Li Gong: "The earlier the better. I will have my disciples prepare immediately, and I will spend the whole night helping your daughter attain enlightenment."

  Li Gong sighed after hearing Wen Shu's words, and said to those who were crying on the ground: "All of you get up, go outside to borrow some money, and come back tomorrow."

  After hearing this, the four or five people who were kneeling on the ground suddenly stopped crying and stood up without a word, walking out of the door. This left me stunned again - it seemed that they were also hired!

  Today was really an eye-opener, I remember when I watched "Ma Daxiao" before, watching Ben Shan uncle go to cry for someone and it made me laugh so hard. But today when I actually met people who do this profession, they really shocked me. Seeing them crying and wailing on the ground earlier, they almost cried until they rolled around, looking like relatives, but unexpectedly they were fake.

  It's really laughable, is it necessary to go this far? Even when someone dies, you have to spend money to find people to cry. However, this society is indeed quite sad, because these rich people don't know that those people are actually crying for money, and they're crying for the sake of money.

  Money is really his grandfather's, it's really his grandfather's money.

  Mr. Li comforted his wife with a few words, then announced to everyone in the house, thanking them for coming to see off my daughter, and said that the hotel had been booked, please go have dinner first.

  Those people weren't many who were truly heartbroken, after hearing Mr. Li finish speaking, they began to slowly file out, in the crowd, I seemed to see a very familiar shadow, taking a closer look, oh my god, it's really strange, isn't that What's-Her-Name Yu Xi?

  I rubbed my eyes, and I wasn't mistaken, how did this scoundrel end up here? He looks like a decent person, wearing a suit and tie, but to me, it looks like a dog leash. Don't say I'm being mean, but honestly, I couldn't stand him at first sight, and last time I didn't even beat him enough. If I had met this kind of guy in college, I would have probably beaten him up even more.

  In my eyes, this is the typical scum of society. What a waste that Dong Shanshan is with him. Sigh... Forget it, I've long since understood that a good horse doesn't eat grass that's been trodden on before. I shouldn't be thinking about this matter anymore; now they have nothing to do with me, not even worth a penny.

  I'm the type of person who doesn't bother others if they don't bother me, but if someone bothers me, I'll dig up their ancestors' graves. I've been thinking about those harsh words that little scumbag said after my friend and I beat him up that day. It seems like he's not a good person at all, but I'm not afraid of him either. If we're going to fight openly and fairly, with the same nose and two eyes, what is there for me to fear?

  Just as Mr. Li was about to walk out the door, he actually came up and said something to Mr. Li that I didn't know, and then he even took out a handkerchief and wiped his eyes! Oh my god! Hurry up and strike me dead, what I hate most is that a big man like him still carries a white handkerchief!

  Looks just like 'two chair' alike, although my fingernails are quite long too, but I'm all helpless moves, unlike him, like a sissy, nearly 1.8 meters tall big guy, actually pretending to be.

  Mr. Li seemed to have comforted him a few more sentences before he walked out of the door.

  Just as I was wondering why this rubbish appeared, the people in the house had almost left, leaving only me, Uncle Wen and a few servants of the Li family. At this time, Mr. Li came into the room again, walked to Uncle Wen's side and said: "Uncle Wen, you will have to put up with it tonight, I, Li Mou, will definitely repay you another day. The dining hall over there has already been arranged for wine and food, you and your apprentice don't need to be polite, if you need anything, just call and it will be done at the first time."

  Xianfeng Daogu's Wen Shu smiled slightly and said to Li Gong: "Li Gong doesn't have to be polite, I will definitely do my best to recite the scriptures for your daughter all night. It's just that I'm currently in a period of 'avoiding meat', so let my little apprentice eat those dishes instead. Hey, Xiao Fei, don't you thank Li Gong yet?"

  I'm fed up with you, old mixed hair, don't be so arrogant. What kind of door are you hiding behind? I remember that yesterday at noon, the pork ribs in the braised bean angles seemed to have been eaten by you. Leaving me with only the bean angles to eat.

  But I didn't know what to say either, so I just stood there like a fool and said to Mr. Li: "Thank you for your hospitality."

  Mr. Li nodded and said a few more polite words to us, then took his servants and left the house. At this time, only I and Uncle Wen were left in the big room.

  Of course, and also the poor female corpse in the coffin.

  Wen Shu saw that everyone had boarded and left, then said to me: "Xiao Fei, go arrange the things first, then come back for dinner."

  After finishing, the old man went to 'avoid evil' in the restaurant. I scolded this old man in my heart and started taking out things from my backpack, following the method of the old god stick, putting the Longming lamp on the offering table. This Longming lamp has a saying that there are usually wandering souls around us, they are ownerless ghosts, no home, no temple, can only drift around. If someone dies in a family, the soul leaves the body and only one corpse is left. In order to prevent those ownerless wandering souls from entering the corpse, it is necessary to light up the Longming lamp to illuminate it. As long as there is the light of the Longming lamp, those ownerless wandering souls cannot get close.

  Then I took out those paper money, originally I didn't know how they got stuck with the rice porridge, these paper money were found by me in the warehouse, Wen Shu said not to waste them, so I brought them over. Anyway, they can be used on the other side, so I threw some into the fire pit. The flames were quite fierce, and I took out five incense sticks, lit them up, and inserted them into an incense burner, the blue smoke rose straight up, which made me feel at ease, because this was indoors, where there shouldn't be any wind, if the blue smoke from burning incense is disorderly, it proves that the house is filled with evil spirits. Evil spirits can extinguish the eternal lamp. Once the lamp goes out, things will naturally go wrong.

  This is the reason why I said before 'at the first watch, prevent the wind from rising; at the second watch, do not extinguish the lamp'.

  After everything was ready, I took out that treasured copper coin sword with 108 coins again. This object has the most yang energy. I placed the copper coin sword on the altar as well, so basically it's completely foolproof now.

  After everything was settled, I stopped pretending and went to the restaurant to find Uncle Wen together. Only to see that old fellow Uncle Wen had already started eating and drinking, with a mouthful of oil, like a hungry ghost who had just been reincarnated, and he even opened a bottle of Wuliangye from someone else's house, pouring himself a drink, with a self-satisfied expression on his face, looking very pleased and carefree.

  I remembered Lao Yi's words, it seems that this hard work is almost like a vacation.

  It's just this short vacation will have dead people accompanying.

  (Sorry for the late update, bear with me, there's still one more chapter tonight.)