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Chapter 702

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    The smile on Feng Zhirong's face was very sincere, and he was really happy for me.

    In fact, I don't want to procrastinate. Besides, Yuan Huashao's death is just an ordinary corpse. He was beheaded.

    If it takes a little longer, I'm afraid the body will rot. If something unexpected happens and I can't go to worship, this matter will be delayed.

    Besides, there are quite a lot of things waiting for me. Liu Yu curse said before, let me take care of Liu Huayan, and Zhang Er who should go to Chencang, the land of Sanqin, and I am going to Liu's house.  Like bowing down.

    In addition, there is Liu Yujue who wants the Shanshi Pill. The old seniors of the Liu family he mentioned have come out and are on their way here.

    I am extremely afraid that they will fight with Yang Qingshan, and there will be no good results at that time

    With my thoughts at this point, I took out a piece of fine linen paper and quickly wrote down a bunch of things, including the three animal sacrifices, fruit offering incense candles, and a series of table cases, white lanterns, etc. required for other sacrifices.

    After writing, Feng Zhirong immediately sent someone to prepare. The bowl in front of me was already filled with vegetables by Xu Shiyu.

    The aroma of vegetables was in my nostrils, and my stomach was empty. I picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and soon filled the Temple of the Five Zang organs, and my whole body felt much more comfortable.

    Seeing that I had already dropped my chopsticks, Xu Shiyu handed me a napkin and motioned for me to wipe the corners of my mouth.

    During this period, I discovered that grandma had disappeared.

    As soon as I showed a puzzled expression, Xu Shiyu told me in a low voice that grandma went to the room to change clothes. In fact, before Uncle Chen and Uncle Wen came back, grandma knew that she was going to worship grandpa and my dad, so she was making preparations.

    It dawned on me.

    At this time, Liu Wensan put down his wine glass. There was also doubt in his eyes, but he didn't ask much.

    Of course I knew what Liu Wensan was going to ask, but I didn't speak right away, just like I answered Blind Chen, saying: "Uncle Wensan, what's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow."

    "Sure, I won't go with you about the worship. This is the Luo family's own business." Liu Wensan got up, and he also glanced at Blind Chen, beckoning: "Old blind man, don't follow me either.  Going to join in the fun, take a good rest, the wolf mastiff's leg is so badly injured, why don't you find a dead body for it to gnaw on?"

    It was Liu Wensan's reminder that I realized the injury on the wolf mastiff's leg.

    "Uncle Chen, Xiaohei" I immediately asked.

    Blind Chen replied flatly: "It's okay, it has eaten enough recently, I have roughly stitched up its wound, and it will recover after a period of rest. As for the psychic goose, it walked with Xiao Hei."  , I didn't separate, keep it."

    "Okay." I nodded, and I was slightly relieved.

    During this period, grandma had already come out from the side of the courtyard, and she even changed into a women's Tang suit, her hair was neatly arranged, and she wore a small round hat. Although there were many wrinkles on her old face, she was full of vigor and vitality.  God is full.

    A Feng family also came in from the gate of the courtyard, and I recognized Feng Qu immediately.

    When he got close, he bowed slightly to me before saying, "Mr. Luo, the things you arranged are all ready and ready to go at any time."

    I stood up and thanked Feng Zhirong gratefully.

    Feng Zhirong smiled and said no problem, and signaled to let me go to work, and arrange Feng Qu directly if there is any need.

    I took a deep breath, and was about to ask Blind Chen where the remains of Yuan Huashao were.

    Before I could speak, Blind Chen got up and walked to the other side of the yard. In less than two minutes, he recited a package and threw it on the ground in the middle of the yard.

    I went to the package, picked it up and walked outside.

    When approaching the gate of the courtyard, Chen Blind's voice came from behind again.

    "There is no need for this corpse to open a dark path. Firstly, it can't become a climate. Secondly, he is too fierce. I don't know how many lives he has carried on his body. Nothing dares to stop him. There will even be many "people" looking at him.  joke."

    I looked back at Blind Chen, nodded and said thank you, Uncle Chen.

    Blind Chen lit a roll cigarette, turned his back on me, and sat back in his seat.

    After walking out of the courtyard, two cars were parked at the gate of the courtyard. The things I needed were in the back of a pickup truck, and there were several Feng family members sitting in front. It was obvious that Feng Qu had arranged for people to help later.

    Just relying on my grandma, Xu Shiyu, how can I lift so many things?

    "Mr. Luo, Feng Bao has been busy with you for a few days. Feng Jun did something wrong this time, and the owner has already punished him." Feng Qu whispered behind me.

    I hummed?? expressed understanding and did not say anything else.

    First opened the door to let grandma and Xu Shiyu get in the car, and then I got into the co-pilot. Feng Qu drove for me, and the car in front was naturally driven by the rest of the Feng family.

    I looked at the time carefully. It was just dusk when I came back, and it was almost eight o'clock at this time, and it was already completely dark.

    It took a while to leave the city, and it was almost nine o'clock before we arrived outside the hill where my father and my grandfather were buried.

    It took a lot of time for the Feng family to carry things up the mountain.

    In front of the tomb on the mountainside, a full moon hangs high on the top.

    After setting up the square table, placing the three sacrifices, incense candles and fruit offerings in their proper positions, I asked Xu Shiyu to burn paper money for the dead.

    I did not start the process of offering sacrifices immediately, but cleaned the weeds from the grave.

    After everything was done, I bent down in front of the square table in the mourning hall, ground the ink stick with the inkstone from Yuan Huashao, dipped the ink with a ground pen, and began to write the memorial document.

    Feng Qu took the Feng family and retreated to the downwind position without disturbing them.

    When I finished writing the memorial document, the grandma next to me had already opened the tight package given by Blind Chen, and the two corpses of Yuan Huashao were exposed to the moonlight.

    The blood has turned black, and the skin of the corpse has also turned blue and yellow.

    Of course, this is not the blue color of Huasha Green Corpse, but the normal iron blue.

    At this time, grandma's eyes were full of tears, but more of them were hatred.

    "Old man, in this life, you have died knowingly, but I have been confused for half my life. I even know who our family's enemy is now."

    Grandma spoke tremblingly, with sadness in her voice.

    But then, she was somewhat relieved, and said in a low voice: "Fortunately, the murderer who killed our family has already been executed. He died a terrible death, and died in pieces"

    I got up, picked up the memorial document, and nodded slightly to grandma.

    Grandma retreated to the same position as Xu Shiyu. She took a stack of paper money and handed them to the brazier one by one.

    I cleared my throat, looked straight at the grave bag behind the arranged mourning hall, and read aloud: "Mr. Yin Yang holds the pen, and the altar will be opened today."

    "In the Year of 1898, Dingsi month, Renzi day, filial grandson Luo sixteen, announced to father Luo Wancheng and grandfather Luo Zhongliang."

    "The 16th is the gift of nurturing the ancestors of the lotus, and the ceremony of devout worship."

    "Today, Yuan Huashao, who killed the blood feud, to sue the spirits of the ancestors in heaven, should be reported, and the gods will see it!" (Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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