It was the second night of Liu Yuanxing's funeral, half a minute before midnight.
Although it was late at night, the entire Liu Yuanxing's house was brightly lit. Men, women, young and old from all over Daliushuang, as well as Liu Yuanxing's relatives and friends, were busy inside and outside the yard.
Of course, some are busy doing things, while others are busy playing.
Some people drank, some played finger-guessing games, some chatted, some played Pai Gow (Pai Gow). In short, all kinds of entertainment were brought out.
The children, in particular, were extremely excited. They played games and hide-and-seek together, and bursts of cheerful laughter could be heard from time to time.
Although Liu Yuanxing's soul could not leave his body, he could sit up and watch everything.
He saw his son greeting guests, constantly serving them tea and urging them to drink, and working with the elders in the village to arrange various affairs.
The daughter-in-law was busy in and out of the kitchen, sometimes asking one housewife to wash vegetables, sometimes asking another housewife to wash rice...
He saw Liu Dazhi boiling water in the corner of the yard. No matter whether it is a happy event or a funeral, the hot water in your home must not be cut off.
He also saw his grandson playing with the other children. Although he had mourning clothes on his head, his face was full of smiles.
"This little bastard," Liu Yuanxing scolded with a smile, but he was not angry at all.
Just as Liu Yuanxing was watching with great interest, a cold and sinister voice came from his ears, "Liu Yuanxing, it's time to go."
Liu Yuanxing was stunned, then turned his head to the side, only to see two ghost officials looking at him seriously.
At this time, a fairy light flashed above Liu Yuanxing's soul, and Fang Jian had already used Ruyi Huaxiang to attach himself to Liu Yuanxing's soul.
The two ghost officials did not notice Fang Jian, and even Liu Yuanxing himself did not feel anything.
After Liu Yuanxing was stunned for a moment, a huge panic suddenly surged into his heart, and he was about to "leave".
This was his real departure. He was leaving Daliu Village where he had lived all his life. He was leaving his relatives, brothers, children, grandchildren, and everyone and everything in this life.
Everything that was happening outside the mourning hall, and those people outside the mourning hall, he was about to leave them, and he would never see them again in his life. Even if he saw them, they would no longer be the same people, and they would no longer have the same memories.
"No..." Liu Yuanxing's first reaction was that he didn't want to leave, "I won't leave!"
"Huh?" The two ghost officers widened their eyes upon hearing this. The ghost officer on the left suddenly pulled the soul-binding rope, and Liu Yuanxing's soul was instantly pulled out of his body.
Liu Yuanxing turned his head to look at his physical body. He wanted to break free from the soul-binding rope on his body, but no matter how he struggled, the soul-binding rope tied to his body did not move at all. Moreover, the ghost catcher held the soul-binding rope with one hand very firmly. No matter how Liu Yuanxing struggled, he was firmly held in the ghost catcher's hand.
Seeing Liu Yuanxing struggling, another ghost officer shouted, raised his ghost-beating stick, stepped forward and hit Liu Yuanxing three times.
Liu Yuanxing wailed in pain, but as he wailed, he kept saying, "Two ghost messengers, please let me return to the world of the living. I haven't lived long enough. I haven't seen my grandson get married and have a family yet."
No matter how optimistic and free-spirited a person is in his life, once he reaches this time, few people can continue to be optimistic and free-spirited.
Liu Yuanxing was a mortal after all, and when it was time to leave, he finally realized that he couldn't bear to let go!
However, the laws of the underworld are merciless. As soon as Liu Yuanxing finished speaking, the ghost-beating stick fell on him again.
This time, Liu Yuanxing was beaten so hard that he screamed like a ghost and howled like a wolf. The entire mourning hall suddenly became filled with gloomy winds.
After being hit with the ghost stick for more than a dozen times, Liu Yuanxing no longer had the strength to struggle and was dragged out by the ghost catcher with a soul-binding rope.
Liu Yuanxing wailed and begged all the way, just wanting to stay one more night and see his relatives and friends again.
But the two ghost officials turned a deaf ear to Liu Yuanxing all the way. If Liu Yuanxing walked slower, the ghost-beating stick would fall down.
When he arrived in front of the land temple, Liu Yuanxing's ghost had been beaten all over.
The land god Su Yan stood in front of the land temple. Two ghost messengers led Liu Yuanxing over and said, "Land god, check the records."
Su Yan nodded, then took out the land book to check and compare, and finally said: "This is the ghost of Liu Yuanxing from Daliao Village, no doubt."
Listening to the ghost messenger's words, Liu Yuanxing immediately realized that the person in front of him was the land god of Daliu Village, so he quickly pleaded, "Land God, please, tell the two ghost messengers to let me stay one more night. Please, Land God."
As soon as Liu Yuanxing finished speaking, the ghost officer's ghost-beating stick came down, knocking Liu Yuanxing to the ground. The ghost officer showed no sign of stopping and continued to beat Liu Yuanxing fiercely with the ghost-beating stick, shouting, "Life and death are determined by fate, and the soul returns to the underworld. This is the law of the underworld. We rush around day and night, capturing souls everywhere. How can we have so much time to listen to your wailing? We urge you to follow us to the underworld. If you dare to delay again, there will be no mercy under the ghost-beating stick!"
Liu Yuanxing was hit by more than twenty sticks. His ghost had become ethereal and scattered, and he was seriously injured.
Su Yan frowned as he watched this scene. He couldn't help but remind them, "My two fellow Daoists, he is a mortal after all. It's natural for him to miss the human world after his death. Beating him like this is really inappropriate."
Upon hearing this, the two ghost officers immediately looked up at Su Yan. Then the ghost officer on the left said, "Lord of the Land, we in the underworld have our own rules for how to detain souls. Please don't cross the line."
Su Yan was silent and stopped talking. He turned around and went back to his own abode, pretending to ignore it.
Then the two ghost officials directly dragged Liu Yuanxing's soul into the dark fog and officially set foot on the road to the underworld.
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