"Senior, Jingyi and Jingtong are both poor children, even if you don't pity them, you are still doing this business, aren't you?"

Huang Zhazhi pushed open the door and looked at the two little sisters who were crying outside the door, and he couldn't bear it.

"Yes, Boss Huang, if they don't have money, I can give it, you can make a price!" Chang Xiaoman opened his wallet and pulled out a gross ticket.

Huang Zhashi sighed, directly dragged Ma Chengfeng into the house, and then closed the door with his backhand.

"Cheng Feng, I know that you are a warm-hearted person, but the death of the Zhao family's mother is not so simple, you also know that my yellow paper is an ancestral craft, and the Huang family's paper business also has our own rules. Don't send people who die in vain! Huang Zha paper said.

"Someone who died in vain? Can...... But the two sisters clearly told me just now......"

Huang Zha Paper interrupted him. "Does it mean that her mother's body was okay yesterday? Suddenly gone? ”

Ma Chengfeng nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"Are you kid sure that the one who talked to their sisters yesterday was their own mother?"

Ma Chengfeng was dumbfounded when he heard this, who else could it be if it wasn't their mother? Could it be that the ghost is on the body? The ghost will buy new clothes and schoolbags for his daughter? Then this ghost is quite human!

"That day, I went to Zhaozhuang to deliver paper horses, and when I passed by their Zhaozhuang cemetery, I saw that the ancestral grave of the Zhao family was smoking, and I had already calculated that there would be a disaster for their family."

Ma Chengfeng said, isn't the green smoke from the ancestral tomb the meaning of the ancestors' blessing? If anyone's child used to be the top student in high school, we all said that it must be the smoke from someone's ancestral grave!

"Do green smoke and black smoke mean the same thing? The matter of yin and yang is not as simple as you think. I'm just a paper-binding craftsman, but I'm not Mr. Yin and Yang, so I can't care so much. The rules of the ancestors can't be broken, it has nothing to do with compassion. ”

Ma Chengfeng is the grandson of the thief king Ma Erye, and people in the rivers and lakes will look up to him wherever he goes. Huang Zhaji hurriedly let Ma Chengfeng in and poured a cup of tea. "Cheng Feng, the smell on your body is getting heavier and heavier, did you dream of the fox fairy again last night?"

"Isn't it...... Sick of it! I can't get rid of it, and she also asked me to accumulate more merits and good karma for her, otherwise she will live in my ghost pupil forever. Ma Chengfeng felt helpless.

"Hey...... You kid, this is picking up cheap and selling well? But you don't have to worry, the merits of good karma are actually simple, there is something in front of you, it depends on whether you dare to do it! ”

Merit is intangible and substantial, in fact, it is to do good deeds, but as for how much it is enough to make the fox fairy recultivate his body, it is unknown.

"Are you asking me to help the Zhao sisters? But their mother is dead, can I still save them? ”

"Paper people and paper cows, I definitely can't prick them, but I can accompany you to Zhaozhuang later, as for whether you can break the evil situation of the ancestral tomb of the Zhao family, it depends on your ability!" Huang Zha paper finally relieved when he saw Ma Chengfeng's face.

When everyone came to Zhaozhuang, it was already ten o'clock at noon, and Huang Zhazhi first went to see the body of the deceased. The corpse looked serene, as if asleep, and had no fear. In the morning, the villagers have already helped the Zhao family to build a mourning hall, the Zhao family is poor, and they can't afford to hire Mr. Feng Shui, and when the funeral will be held, they have to listen to Mr. Feng Shui. Therefore, the sisters have never been able to make up their minds. According to the customs of rural Northeast China, the elderly in the family should stop for at least three days after death, unless they died in vain. In the eyes of others, Zhao's mother died a normal death, and she did not suffer when she died.

Huang Zhaji lifted Zhao's mother's eyelids and looked at it, what he saw was not the pupil, but the soul of the dead. After death, only the earth soul remains in the shell of the three souls, because they have to wait until the night of the soul to return home to have a look before they can go on the road with peace of mind. The soul of the earth is in the eyes!

"You guys come here." Huang Zhazhi called the three children, including Cheng Feng, to the front and said: "Now there are two choices, I advise you to let the old man into the earth immediately, and later he will change the ......" The word "change", he deliberately dragged the tail note to the elder.

"Master Huang, we listen to you!" The two girls said in unison.

"Don't be in a hurry to answer me. This other choice depends on whether Cheng Feng dares or not, if he is willing to make a move, he may ......" He hesitated for a moment, and looked sideways at the corpse, as if the corpse could hear it if it was a living person. He stepped forward and deliberately covered the corpse's face with a yellow paper note, covering his eyes and ears.

He added: "Maybe there will be salvation!" ”

"What? Huangza paper, are you confused? This...... How is this possible? Ma Chengfeng exclaimed.

Huang Zhazhi said, Zhao's mother is now with three souls and seven spirits, if you don't believe it, you can touch it, her body is still soft, and the body of a normal person will already be hard one day after death.

Ma Chengfeng didn't believe Huang Zha Paper's words, but what he said was so evil that he couldn't believe it if he didn't see it with his own eyes. He leaned forward and pinched Zhao's mother's arm, sure enough, the flesh on the arm was very elastic, not like a cold corpse at all, and Zhao's mother's face was as fresh as life.

"What's going on? If there is help, let's send it to the hospital immediately! Maybe it can be saved! ”

"It's not as simple as you think, or what I said just now, she has a chance to come back to life, it depends on whether you Ma Chengfeng dare to help!"

When the two girls heard this, they immediately knelt down with a plop, begging Ma Chengfeng to help them, if they could save their mother, they would repay her for being a cow and a horse in this life.

"What are the chances?" Ma Chengfeng asked Huang Zha paper.

"Originally, it was a 10% chance of winning, but you have a ghost pupil, then now it's 30%! But you have to think clearly, it's okay to do it, if you don't have good skills, you may end up with even the last bit of luck you have to put into it! Huang Zha paper warned him.

Ma Chengfeng hesitated, he has been regarded as a broom star since he was a child, can he be more unlucky? He was standing on the edge of the coffin and was hesitating, when he felt a voice in his head say to him: "You can! You can do it! Helping her is helping you, helping you is helping me!

"Oh, okay, okay, I'll help you!" Ma Chengfeng shouted. In fact, he said this to the fox fairy in the ghost pupil. But it can be regarded as agreeing in front of everyone.

Huang Zha paper this person is very weird, maybe it is out of professional characteristics, wherever he goes, he will carry a paper man behind his back, the paper man is a semi-finished product, the eyebrows are thin, the lip red is painted, and the long hair is a woman, and vice versa.

He put down the paper figure on his back, and while using a brush to "make-up" the paper figure, he told them that the coffin would be covered immediately, and only one shou nail would be nailed, and he would not be allowed to open it without nodding his head for three days!