My magic stick is going to heaven!

Chapter 192 Hui Mingshi 1

Wen Changlang's hands trembled, and he used too much force, and a talisman was scrapped just like that. He was so angry that he punched Shang Yanzhou, and laughed and scolded: "Why are you seducing me? My talisman is broken! Roll on!" .”

Shang Yanzhou grabbed his fist, brought it to his lips and bit it lightly, then sat back:

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore, you can write with peace of mind, there are 38 more."

Wen Changlang muttered with some complaints: "It's not that you keep recruiting me."

Shang Yanzhou looked at Wen Changlang's profile with tender eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved up.

It was already half an hour after Wen Changlang finished writing the 99 talismans of death. After putting away the written talismans, Wen Changlang took the compass, paper and pen and went out to calculate the position and set the formation.

People in the town also took their family's ingot incense candles and memorial tablets to the Wen family ancestral hall and arranged them according to seniority. A group of people in the ancestral hall were cleaning, sprinkling rice water, and serving fragrant rice.

In order not to disturb Wen Changlang's fortune-telling, the others retreated after cleaning.

In fact, although there are some differences in the formations of each grand ceremony, they are almost the same. After calculating, and then drawing the formation diagram on paper, Wen Changlang summoned several elders from Wenjia Town to start arranging the formation formation.

"East and west, headed by the bull's head and horse face, for the black and white impermanent immortal body, the four directions are a circle, and welcome the ancestors to return."

On the surrounding high ground, an altar was set up, and the sacrifices were displayed according to the established orientation. In the middle, a willow branch was used as a reed, facing the invited Zhong Kui statue.

Dao world, no one is the most, cross the soul with a song, wisdom and Mingshi.

After the preparation of the grand ceremony, the people of Wenjia Town began to close their doors to clear the turbid air and cleanse the dirt. To put it more simply, they used old osmanthus leaves and took a three-hour bath.

Then tie her hair into a crown, tie it up into a bun, and wear a white manuscript suit, which is the same for all children.

As for Wen Changlang, after the three clearings of the turbid air, the old people in the town will help wash the dirt, and put on a patterned white Taoist robe woven by many people, smooth the short black hair with incense ash, and put on a wig.

The hair set is silvery white, reaching to the waist, and the red thread is threaded through it to form complicated braids, faintly visible in the long silvery white hair.

Wen Changlang sat cross-legged in the main hall, cast an evil eye on Shang Yanzhou, and said ruffianly:

"How is it? Have you been shocked by my master's peerless appearance?"

Shang Yanzhou nodded quite seriously, and then said:

"It looks like a fairy. This silver hair looks like it should be real hair."

After snapping his fingers, Wen Changlang said slowly:

"If you have vision, this is true. This silver hair was cut off one by one from the ancestors of the Wen family. According to the "Wen Clan Chronicles", the ancestor of our Wen family was a fairy. The legendary character of Feng Daogu, after foretelling his own catastrophe, ordered his descendants to preserve his hair behind his crane and use it for a grand sacrifice."

"After hundreds of years, this silver hair is still as if it had just been cut, so it is said that this is the incarnation of the ancestor of the Crane Empress, a fetish of feathering."

Shang Yanzhou agreed, and then stretched out his hand to smooth the silver-white hair on his head. It felt silky and chilly, and it was as if he was alive. He took the initiative to wrap around Shang Yanzhou's hand, desperate intimate.

The old people in Wenjia Town had never seen such a strange thing before, their faces turned pale from fright, and they wanted to find the Ninth Ancestor.

Wen Changlang thought in his heart that something was wrong, so he quickly stopped them:

"Grandma, grandma, don't run away, this is actually a prank of mine, don't disturb Grandpa Ninth."