Yu Shurong's popularity was also seen at this time. Since the news of her death came out, let alone this village, the people from the surrounding villages have also brought their families to worship, and there are crowds of people.

It lasted until after nine o'clock in the evening, and the talent gradually became scarce. It was not until after eleven o'clock that it was truly quiet.

Liu Jun was dozing off, and suddenly a man wearing a black cloak, holding a snake-headed crutch in his left hand and an empty sleeve in his right hand walked in, looked around, his eyes were on Liu Jun for a while, and walked straight to the Yu Shurong tablet, posed a stick of incense, turned around and was about to leave.

"Oh, wait" Liu Jun stood up and stopped the man. "Brother Wang, you are not convenient to your legs and feet, I'll give you a gift!"

Liu Jun looked in front of him with a chaotic look and a little cold temperament.

Before, Lao Wang introduced everyone in the village to Liu Jun, and finally Liu Jun targeted this person with suspicion.

This person is named Wang Cuzi. He has had a polio disease since he was a child and is limping. Two days before Mrs. Yu's accident happened. Wang Cuzi is a famous gangster in the countryside. He has been ignorant since childhood and steals his dogs. When he grows up, he has become a bad habit of gambling and has lost all his family's fortune. Three years ago, he sold his only broken house and went to Southeast Asia with all his money. People in the village thought that Wang Cuzi would die abroad directly, but he didn't expect that he would come back. Although he had one arm, he was generous and bought his own house directly, which was still a premium. Many people said that he had made a fortune abroad and returned to his hometown.

Liu Junke doesn't think so, it's a coincidence that all this is a bit of a coincidence. As soon as he came back, something happened to Yu Shurong. This guy came back from Southeast Asia.

"No!" Wang Crook frowned, looked very bored and broke free from Liu Jun and limped out.

Just then, Lao Wang walked in from outside the house, met Wang Crook, and shouted at Liu Jun anxiously, "Little Master, what else should we do?"

"What should I do? Of course, it is to be buried with Aunt Yu. Aunt Yu is dead, so you can't let her leave quietly, what are you yelling about?"

Liu Jun replied loudly, staring at Wang Cuzi who was about to be discharged from the hospital. When Wang Cuzi heard Liu Jun's words, he did pause for a moment.

Liu Jun saw this scene and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. It was a small thing. If you have no problem, I will change my name to handsome guy in the future.

"What's wrong, Master, do you suspect this Wang Crooked?" Old Wang asked in a low voice.

"Well, it's very likely that it's this Wang Crooker." Liu Jun nodded.

"Aunt Yu, wake up" Liu Jun walked to the coffin, lay down, and shook Yu Shurong twice.

"What are you doing? Haven't I left quietly? What else are you talking about?" Yu Shurong said angrily.

"Oh, aren't we fooling outsiders for acting?" Liu Jun said with a dry smile.

"Aunt Yu, do you still have an impression of Wang Cruzi in this village?" Liu Jun quickly changed the subject.

"Wang Cruzi, Wang Cruzi, well, don't say it, he is really possible. I kept thinking about why these two little ghosts suddenly appeared here and gave me a sudden attack."

"After you say this, I remember that Wang Crooked came a few days ago when I was attacked. I was not at home at that time. I heard that he wandered around the yard for a few times and then left," Yu Shurong thought for a while and said.

"How many rounds are you going around in the yard?" Liu Jun quickly ran to the yard and released the ghost baby and searched together. After a while, two dark wooden men were dug out in a corner of the yard. The workmanship was fine and vivid. When Liu Jun recalled, these two wooden men were particularly like the two ghosts he had taken into the order of good and evil.

When Liu Jun walked into the mourning hall with the wooden man, Yu Shurong immediately understood that all this was related to Wang Cruel, but Wang Cruel must not have the ability. He would just run errands when he was slaughtered.

Yu Shurong thought of Wang Crooked himself when he went to Southeast Asia and when he came back, he was cheated on him. The designation was related to Gu Master.

Liu Jun also thought of this: "Aunt Yu, this funeral has to continue. This Wang Crooker is probably just here to find out the truth and the real mastermind. The real mastermind should be trying to confirm your death and take action."

"Then I can only continue to perform." Yu Shurong nodded and lay down in the coffin again.

"Uncle Wang, where are the tablets enshrined after our villagers die?" Liu Jun suddenly asked.

"The ancestral hall, but the ancestral hall is usually a person with the Wang family's original surname, and there are never outsiders. Shurong should be the first one with an outside surname who can enter the ancestral hall." Lao Wang thought for a moment and replied.

"Sanctuary Hall, ancestral hall" Liu Jun murmured to himself, took out the dark wooden man and weighed it. He released both ghosts from the order of good and evil and sealed them into the wooden man.

As long as the Gu Master confirmed Yu Shurong's death, he would probably do something to himself. It is unlikely that he would take action during the burial, because many people would definitely come to attend the funeral at that time.

Then there is the last place to do it, the ancestral hall.

Early the next morning, Liu Jun put on the Taoist robe that Jiang Hao was looking for and presided over Yu Shurong's funeral. Although Liu Jun had never done this, Taoist disciples basically knew this kind of thing. If they don't know, they could pretend to do it. Liu Jun is like this now.

The sound of suona, trumpets, and firecrackers echoed throughout the village, with sorrow and joy, and many villagers carried the coffin containing Yu Shurong and Huang Daxian to the cemetery with crying voices. After Liu Jun pretended to recite scriptures, he was buried and erected a monument.

According to the village rules and the request of the older generation of respected villagers, Yu Shurong's tablet was invited to the village's ancestral hall for worship. In order to be more realistic, Liu Jun also set up a tablet for Huang Daxian, and worshipped it in a fake way, which was enough.

We waited until the evening, and the villagers who came to see Yu Shurong off for the last trip, went back to their homes and scattered, leaving only Liu Jun, Jiang Hao, and Lao Wang in the village ancestral hall.

"You guys go too, I'll be here later." Liu Jun also sent Lao Wang and Jiang Hao away. He found a futon in the ancestral hall, sat down and closed his eyes to rest.

After waiting for a while, no one came, Liu Jun changed his position, took out a handful of melon seeds, and started kneading.

At this time, the dark wooden man placed in front of Liu Jun began to shake violently, and the yin energy visible to the naked eye rose and rolled.

He took out two evil-suppressing talismans and pasted them on the two wooden men. In an instant, the wooden man became quiet.

With a shout, a gust of cold wind came to the table, and the incense candle in front of the ancestral hall tablet suddenly went out. Liu Jun looked up slightly and looked at the figure walking outside the ancestral hall.

The figure walked into the ancestral hall and raised his head. It was Wang Crooked, who was still wearing a black cloak and a mentally ill person. It was dark and lanterns this night.

"You are the one who took me two little ghosts and returned the little ghost to me. I can leave you alone and let you live." Wang Crooked smiled on his face.

"Brother, can you lower the resolution on your face? It's so scary to smile. Also, these two little kids are not yours. At most, you are the dog of the man behind you. Why are you doing so happy to smile?" Liu Jun complained.

"Okay, you want to die, I will fulfill your wish. I must tear you apart and refine it into a corpse." Wang Cruzi was so angry that he rushed towards Liu Jun.

"It's terrible to have no culture. You've been broken into pieces. How can you refine the corpse? Before refining, you have to make a puzzle game?" Liu Jun dodged and mocked Wang Crook.

It’s not that he can’t beat it, but that Liu Jun wants to delay time, which gives Wang Crook and the person behind him an illusion that his own strength is not high, and that he is simply a blind cat to meet a dead mouse, so that they can relax their vigilance.

The two of them fought back and forth for nearly twenty minutes before stopping each other and looking at each other panting.

"Boy, no, I didn't expect you to have a chance." Wang Cruelzi said to Liu Jun.

"Yes, I didn't expect that you are ugly but your strength is not low." Liu Jun also pretended to be very tired.
Chapter completed!