A person only knows to cherish when he loses his relatives. This is no exception, whether it is an unforgivable evil person or a good person who accumulates virtue and does good deeds. Commemorating the dead and cherishing the dead is one of the most precious emotions of mankind. Of course, there are exceptions for those perverts who do not recognize their relatives.

Funerals are different in different countries and places. Some places in India will put the deceased into the river and let them wander, so that the people who take a bath downstream will occasionally encounter a handsome man with a highly decay. Some places will allow crows or vultures to peck at the corpse, thinking that they will go to heaven. Different Chinese people, the funerals of Chinese people are always grand. Even poor people who have no money will ask Taoist priests to open their spirits, look at the tombs, and then bury them in a lively manner. If the family is well-off, it will be even more lively. They will also invite singing and dancing performances, stripping belly dances, pole dances, and making sad things a happy event.

There is such a unique funeral in Baisong Village at the foot of Aoki Mountain. Baisong Village is as old as Aoki Village. It is said that during the Qing Dynasty, it was named after a snow-white pine tree. If the snow-white pine tree still exists now, it would probably be worth hundreds of millions. Tourists who come to visit can also ripen the land of Baisong Village.

Bai Song Village is obviously not comparable to Aoki Village. Since Aoki Village chose a blue and white house as the village chief, it has been like a fish in water. It has been smooth sailing and has developed in just a few years. Now the villagers of Aoki Village have lived in small foreign buildings, but the villagers of Bai Song Village are not so lucky. Most of them are still tile houses, and the poorer even have thatched houses. Not to mention those activity centers, libraries, gymnasiums and other activity venues that make people jealous of themselves. Who told her that Blue and White House is charming and seduced Li Dachuan?

Whenever he thinks of Li Dachuan, a legendary figure like Li Dachuan, Bai Houde of Bai Song Village can't help but sigh. He hates that he is not a beauty, otherwise he will bring Li Dachuan, the village official of Aoki Village. He also cruelly cannot give birth to a beautiful daughter. Otherwise, his daughter will bring Li Dachuan to Bai Song Village.

The one who died was Bai Houde's grandfather. The old man was 88 years old and lived for two entire dynasties. At this age, he died at an old age, which was a happy event among the Chinese people. Therefore, on the night when the old man passed away, Bai Houde invited the most famous Taoist priest in the village to do rituals, and then asked the Taoist priest to set up a line and invited a singing and dancing troupe from other towns to perform singing and dancing.

When the Taoist priest came, he opened his spirit to look at Feng Shui, presided over the family sacrifice, and reviewed the almanac to determine the date of burial. The Taoist priest's surname was Zhou, and he was called Zhou Banxian. Of course, he, the half immortal, and the half immortal of the cultivator, were not as good as the half immortal. Zhou Banxian looked through the old almanac and set the date of burial seven days later. He said that everything was suitable for that day, and it was a good day for burial. The actual reason was that he did a few more days of rituals and charged more money.

Zhou Banxian brought a group of disciples to play and play, and the singing and dancing troupe set up a stage to perform in the Bai family courtyard. The old men and women in Baisong Village all came to join in the fun. Of course, everyone was watching those shameless women dance, and they were no longer interested in Zhou Banxian's style.

That afternoon, a singing and dancing troupe named Hong Rose performed on the stage again. A large group of young men from Bai Song Village whistled and shouted that the girls on the stage would take off their bras and briefs. Qing Wenhai was also hiding in the crowd, staring at the witches who were only wearing three-point styles. He didn't realize it, and the drooling at the corners of his mouth flowed out.

"Oh, isn't this Uncle Hai? Why are you here? Is it good?" Bai Houde, who was greeting the guest, saw Qing Wenhai hiding in the crowd at a glance. That guy was like a golden beetle in the field, and he was the most eye-catching no matter how you look at it.

"I heard that your old man is dead. I'm here to take a look. Brother, I'll be mourning and adapting to the changes." Qing Wenhai said hypocritically, but there was no other action. Usually at this time, other guests started to touch the money to get gifts.

Bai Houde glanced at Qing Wenhai with contempt and said in his heart: "Isn't it just that he gave birth to a handsome daughter who hooked up with a rich son-in-law of Li Dachuan? What's so proud of me! Just like you, a person who sneaks in the dance, is simply embarrassing your son-in-law!" But his face was still kind and he smiled: "Thank you, thank you. Otherwise, Brother Hai, you sit in the house and put on a incense stick?"

Qing Wenhai looked at the stage reluctantly. At this time, a girl with yellow hair dyed bra boldly pulled down her bra, revealing two balls of snow-white powder. The young people in the audience screamed. He cursed in his heart, Bai Houde, when is it difficult to come to find me to burn incense? But if the girl takes off you, you will come to find me to burn incense. Isn’t this intention to make trouble?

Bai Houde glanced at Qing Wenhai, with contempt and disdainful expressions. He now began to wonder if Qinghuaer was this guy's biological child. How could such a dirty father give birth to a girl like Blue and White, who was as carved as jade as blue and white, and she was extremely smart. She caught a golden son-in-law like Li Dachuan as soon as she caught.

The body of the old man in the Bai family was lying in the main hall, with a layer of straw on the ground, covered with a black and white-edged birthday quilt, a melon-shaped hat that was popular on his head, and a pair of black-faced and white-backed scissors on his feet were disdainful. In front of the body was filled with fragrant wax paper money, spiritual cards and a porcelain basin that had been burned black. This basin was specially used to burn paper money.

Qing Wenhai pretended to burn a few pieces of paper money, lit a stick of incense, and muttered to you, such as Lao Anxi. After burning the money, lit incense, he knelt on the cushion, kowtowed three times, turned around and walked out. The girl who took off her bra, wonder if she had taken off her underwear now?

"Brother Hai, don't rush to leave. I have something to ask you." Bai Houde stopped Qing Wenhai.

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly." Qing Wenhai looked out, but he didn't see what was going on the stage. He only heard the young men cheering and whistling. He felt itchy in his heart, and he wanted to give up four legs and run over to take a look.

"What are your son-in-law...what are you busy with recently?"

"You said Dachuan, oh, they are busy international people, sometimes in Paris and sometimes in awkward, how could I know."

"Is it New York?" Bai Houde obviously has more knowledge than Qing Wenhai, knowing that Qing Wenhai is talking about New York, not something twisted.

"Yes, yes, New York, why are you looking for my son-in-law?" Qing Wenhai looked at Bai Houde vigilantly. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly remembered that Bai Houde did not have a beautiful daughter, and he felt a little relieved.

"It's okay, I just want to talk to him about investment and ask him to invest in our Baisong Village. Look, you Aoki Village is living a life of immortality now. Our village is next to your village, and the villagers are envious." Bai Houde said with a smile.

"This matter is the same as me."

"Talk to you?"

"Talk me...ahm..."

Qing Wenhai and Bai Houde were discussing the matter, and the voice of a third person suddenly appeared in the main hall. Qing Wenhai had not noticed it, but Bai Houde discovered it in time, for nothing else, just because he was too familiar with the voice, it was the voice of his newly-dead grandfather!

A strange atmosphere suddenly spread in the main hall. The Taoist priests outside the main hall were drowsy and chanted scriptures, and the singing and dancing performances in the yard were still exciting and exciting. No one noticed the strange changes in the main hall.

Bai Houde turned his head and looked at the old man Bai lying on the ground. He found that he was not moving, but his heart was still up and down and could not settle down. He said tremblingly: "Brother Hai, were you talking to me just now?"

"Of course I'm talking to you, otherwise who do you think it is?" Qing Wenhai also glanced at Mr. Bai, and his face turned pale all of a sudden.

Old Man Bai's face was covered with a white cloth, and his face was invisible. However, just as the two old men were looking at him, he actually reached out to remove the white cloth covered with his face. Then, he sat up naturally, flipped his eyes at the two old men.

Qing Wenhai and Bai Houde seemed to be struck by lightning and carbonized, trying to escape, but their legs were not strong at all.

"Grandpa, grandson is unfilial. If you have any wishes, just send me a dream. Don't tell me yourself..." Bai Houde knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic.

"Who is your grandfather? This is just a stinky skin." Old Master Bai suddenly stood up, ignored Bai Houde and Qing Wenhai, and admired his body. His expression was very dissatisfied, and the fierce light in his eyes was also very obvious. It is hard to describe such fierce light, as if the person he looked at would be taken away by his soul.

"You, you... aren't you my grandfather?" Bai Houde's mind was in chaos.

"If I tell you that I am the god of death, do you believe it?" Old Master Bai said lightly.

"Death God?" Bai Houde thought of the King of Hell. People of his age did not have the opportunity to come into contact with anime or novels. They didn't know what Death God looked like or what the concept was.

"So, I'll give you a decent way of death, it's your gift." Old Master Bai suddenly bounced his finger, and a black light suddenly flashed, and instantly sank into Bai Houde's forehead.

There was no scream, no explosion, and there was not even a trace of strange fluctuations, but Bai Houde was dead. Qing Wenhai, who was standing next to Bai Houde, was sure of this, because just when the black light flashed, he saw Bai Houde's flesh turning into ashes, and even the bones were not left!

This is a decent way to die? Your sister is so dead that she doesn’t even have any bones left!

"It's a zombie!" Qing Wenhai shouted, turned around and ran out.

At the beginning of time, Taoist priests who beat and drum and suona, dancers who danced erotic dancers, and guests who came to commemorate and watch singing and dancing were all out of control. They ran away and fell down, and the scene was completely out of control.

Bai Laoye raised his hand and a black fog swept out. In an instant, the whole world became quiet. Qing Wenhai raised his head tremblingly, and he found that the people who were still alive just now were lying on the ground, and there were mummies who seemed to have died for hundreds of years! He was the only living person left in the entire Bai family compound!

"Old man, do you think I'm more beautiful now?" A tender voice came from behind.

Qing Wenhai turned around with his teeth and immediately petrified. He was still a dead person just now, full of wrinkles and swollen muscles, but now he has become a handsome young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes. His pretty and red lips and white teeth make people unable to associate him with the word "God of Death".

"If you ask, tell me quickly."

Qing Wenhai's back skin had already had goose bumps, and he knelt on the ground and cried, "Grandpa God, please spare your life... I have ninety mothers at home, and there are..."

"If you talk nonsense, you will end up with them. I'll ask you, do I look good?"

Qing Wenhai was stunned for a moment and quickly said, "It looks good! You are the best man I have ever seen!"

"What man? He is a daughter."

Qing Wenhai, “…”

"Are you from Aokimura?"

"Yes, Goddess...sister."

"Then you take me to see it. Maybe I'm in a good mood, so I'll let you have a way out."

"What are you doing in Aokimura?"

"Take my own stuff."

"What's your thing?"

"Do you want to die?"

"When I didn't ask!" Qing Wenhai was not a fool, so he got up and prepared to lead the way.

As soon as she walked out of the main hall, there were some two blond and blue-eyed women inexplicably in the yard. Qing Wenhai had never seen such a beautiful woman in her life. Moreover, these two women were exactly the same, and it was hard to tell who was the sister and who was the sister.

"Dihua, Sangmei, you are here."

"See master." Dihua and Sangmei, who had just arrived, knelt on the ground.

Qing Wenhai suddenly wanted to cry, son-in-law, where are you!
Chapter completed!