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Chapter 259 All things are good, all things are not taboo

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    This time it took five or six water ghouls to bring up a corpse.

    Even the old water ghoul was obviously struggling, and his swimming was even slower.

    Floods are no longer simply rushing, but rolling in and out!

    It has been about four or five o'clock since we arrived at the riverside in the morning.

    The originally cloudy and rainy weather was already dark.

    The time for the completion of the ancestral hall was a little faster than expected.

    There are many workers surrounded by the river.

    A considerable number of workers are actually fishermen who live in Yangjiang all day long.

    From the moment they were dumbfounded at the beginning, by now, their faces were blank.

    The water ghoul and the fisherman are feuds, but why aren't fishermen afraid of the water ghoul?

    The current scene reversed their cognition.

    ?After all, if you have been working during this time, even if you just get it by your ears, you can still know what Liu Wensan and I are doing, and what the Feng family is doing.

    The changes in Yangjiang also made them never believe it, but began to believe it.

    At six o'clock, it was completely dark

    The sixth lying corpse, more than a dozen were brought up.

    There were flashlights with strong lights on the bank. When these water ghouls came up, they were all injured to some extent. The river is so fast that there may be stones and flying sand underwater. It is not surprising to be injured.

    After putting down the corpse, a dozen or so water ghouls leaning against the back were suddenly swept away by the flood

    This scene made my complexion suddenly change.

    They are exhaustedand they can't resist the flood!

    The three old water ghouls made a sound similar to a cow moo mixed with a baby crying trill, and led the rest of the water ghouls to more places on the shore, squatting in places where there was still some water.

    Obviously, they are completely powerless.

    Looking blankly at the surface of the Yangjiang River, a group of lonely people, obviously sad.

    But the cow mooing and the baby crying didn't stop

    ?The corpses come and go, less than one-third of them are in the river. Although they have not been fished out, can this Feng Shui situation be destroyed?

    Between my thoughts, I also shared my thoughts with Zhang Er.

    Zhang Er pondered for a few minutes and replied: "Unknown."

    At the same time, a large number of cars came by the side of the road.  In an instant, the entire riverside road was parked.

    The messy headlights are dazzling, and the sound of footsteps and noisy voices is even more messy.

    Those people who get on and off the car are all wearing sackcloth filial piety on their heads, without exception, these people are not young, they are all young in their forties and fifties, and most of them are in their seventies and eighties.

    Anyone Feng Zhirong seeks must come here voluntarily to enshrine the corpse.

    Almost all of them are families who experienced the invasion of Neiyang City, or lost their only children, or lost their children, and some even belong to the old parents who were drowned and captured by the army back then!

    Of course, tens of thousands of people must not be all of them. In recent decades, some sons have died, or similar families.

    Soon, Feng Zhirong came to me and Zhang Er.

    "It was a day early, and it took a lot of time. Mr. Luo, Mr. Zhang, are you okay?" Feng Zhirong was a little worried.

    Zhang Er didn't say much.

    I took a deep breath and replied: "There are some accidents, it shouldn't be a big problem, Patriarch Feng, take someone to share it, see how much you have caught in total, and burn incense to worship." "We will make sure later that there is no problem."  Only then will the body be carried into the ancestral hall."

    Obviously, Zhang Er has already done what he wanted to mention to me, and left the rest to me.

    Feng Zhirong nodded, and he hesitated before saying: "Among them, there are still a hundred or so families who said that their sons were captured and drowned when they were defenders of Neiyang City.  Make arrangements."

    I was even more shocked, nodded and said yes, just let them as soon as possible.

    After finishing speaking, Feng Zhirong made arrangements.

    After more than ten minutes, the noisy voice became much quieter.

    The mourning hall did not occupy a particularly large space, and the corpses were not damaged much, basically keeping their appearance before death.

    A few minutes later, the first mournful cry sounded.

    The emptiness by the river was completely replaced by the cries of old women and old people.

    ?Except for the corpses that were worshiped by their own families, the other thousands of people were worshiped by dozens of people. Naturally, they were emotional and bowed their heads in tears.It was clearly supposed to be the vicious Heisha, but there wasn't a single corpse that showed signs of turning into a demon!

    "Go and get the obituary, read it before the mourning hall, and choose an auspicious time for them to carry the body into the ancestral hall." Zhang Er suddenly reminded me.

    When I came back to my senses, I went into the mourning hall, found the table where Zhang Er wrote the obituary at that time, and took out the obituary.

    Standing outside the mourning hall, this scene also made me a little depressed.

    "What is the auspicious time?" I looked down at the obituary, and then asked Zhang Er.

    Because I really don't understand these.

    With his hands behind his back, Zhang Er replied calmly: "If you want to rush things, don't wait for another day, but when you get lucky, everything is auspicious, and there are no taboos in everything."

    "The twelfth branch is divided into six days, Ziwu, Chouwei, Yinshen, Maoyou, Chenxu, and Yihai."

    "Today is Yihai Day, there are five o'clock to choose from: Xu, Hai, Chou, Chen, Noon, and Wei."

    "What time is it? What time is it?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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