Chapter 1514: Open the door to Master 2

God will not ignore you for killing people for revenge.
Therefore, Ximenyu is still thinking, if those relatives of Nangongji, who know each other, do not come out to stop Ximenyu from killing Nangongji, admit that Nangongji should indeed pay for his life, then, Ximenyu may not kill them again.
Although it was the second master who died, after all, the lives of others were also life. The name of the second master was not more precious than them, for God.
It took Ximenyu an hour to build a small wooden house as a hall of worship, and then moved the hall into the cabin, hung a white lantern, hung a white cloth around the hall, and put a couplet at the door.
"No, don't, don't, woo, I don't want to die." Nangong chicken roared desperately, watching Ximenyu continue to complete preparations, the kind of waiting that was getting closer and closer, almost making him collapse.
Ximen Yu lit candles at Lingtai, lit a large amount of passion, took out fruits and other worship offerings, and set them one by one.
Xi Menyu first took out three bowls and walked to Nangong chicken. Without blinking, he stabbed Nangong chicken's belly with a knife.
Three bowls of blood were filled with bowls.
"Second Master, Brother Yang Qing, today Ximen Yu is here to worship you. Don't worry, let's drink the blood first and run the mouth."
Ximen Yu respectfully placed three bowls of blood on the Lingtai, then took out a hanging firecracker and a large firework.
"Cappa!" The firecrackers were lit, and the fireworks were also lit, shooting into the sky.
The Nangong chicken certainly didn't die that fast. Ximenyu just got three bowls of blood to quench the thirst for Master and Yang Qing, and the good show of worship is still to come.
"No, Ximenyu, please let me go, Ximenyu, I beg you, I don't want to die." Nangong chicken yelled.
In the distance, there seemed to be hundreds of people at that time. They were close relatives of Nangongji.
They only saw the firecrackers and fireworks of Ximen Yufang, so they knew it.
Ximen Yu knew that he would be exposed before firing firecrackers.
But Ximen Yu didn't even care about these, they knew what to do. Ximenyu still said that, if the relatives of Nangongji dare to come up to stop Ximenyu from worshipping Master II and Yang Qing, then Ximenyu would have to kill him, and the hundreds of close relatives of Nangongji would not stay.
"Come on, they are there!" Hundreds of people flew in the distance, and they had seen the mourning hall built by Ximenyu, as well as a lot of white lanterns and white cloth, and dozens of sticks outside.
Although it took only one hour for Ximenyu, as a strong man, Ximenyu could build a very good spiritual hall in an hour.
Ximenyu was in a heavy mood. At this time, it was especially easy to think of the various pictures of Master II during his lifetime. Ximenyu's eyes were wet.
Ximenyu took out a suona.
The next thing Ximenyu has to do is to "open the door" to Master 2 and Yang Qing.
Some people don’t understand what it means to open the door. This is a custom in Ximenyu’s hometown. Generally, the dead, especially the elderly, must be opened by his relatives. Many drummers, drums and suonas are invited. After opening a door, it means that the yang room has submitted the identity certificate to the managers of the underworld, and the managers of the underworld can arrange the identity of the deceased. The household registration is transferred from the yang to the underworld. Too. Otherwise, it has always been the state of the lonely ghost.
These customs have been handed down for thousands of years in Ximenyu's hometown, and Ximenyu does not know whether it is true or not, but Ximenyu must open the way for the second master, so that the second master is no longer the hukou of the lonely spirit.
However, Ximen Yu was alone, and Ximen Yu did not understand the specific procedures. Ximen Yu only knew this.
It seems a bit anxious. I already knew that I should go back to my hometown in Donghai City first, and invite those who specialize in teaching.
"Forget it, I'll just do it myself, Master II, Yang Qing, don't be surprised."
Ximenyu began to blow suona, leading the ghosts of Master 2 and Yang Qian to here.
At this time, the relatives of Nangong Chicken also arrived.
"Ximenyu, stop." Nangong Ji's grandfather roared up.
By the way, Nangong Ji’s grandfather’s strength is from the fifth rank of origin. Although he is a grandfather, it’s a pity that his talent is not good and he must be left behind.
Ximenyu stopped blowing suona and said angrily: "Who dares to come up to stop me from worshipping the priest, and blame me Ximenyu for being welcome."
"Ximenyu, what do you want to do!" Nangong Ji's grandfather didn't want that much, so he went to rescue Nangong Chicken immediately.
Xi Menyu felt very heavy, and he opened the door to Master II himself.
"Death!" Ximen Yu shouted and rushed up.
"Slap!" Ximen Yu, who was burning with anger, slapped it firmly on Grandpa Nangong Chicken.
"Huh!" Nangong Ji's grandfather flew into the air.
"Bang!" Suddenly, he flew into the air, his body burst apart, like a firework, rose to the sky, bang exploded, flesh and blood scattered, turned into a gorgeous blood dance, and the body was already gone. The only thing left is a piece of broken corpse.
"Ah, father."
"grandfather!"
"dad!"
"uncle!"
The other people who flew up behind shouted, and the person who called them was naturally the grandfather of Nangong Chicken who was photographed by Ximenyu as a ‘firework’.
Ximenyu now needs to concentrate on opening the door, no time to entangle with these people, Ximenyu jumped up, facing the moment next to the big tree, splitting in the air, the big tree started from the top of the tree, cut in the middle, half fell to the ground , Half standing, forming a board. Ximenyu grabbed the Nangong chicken and treated it as a writing brush, writing on the board: "Go to the former, die!"
The typing was shocking.
Because the blood on the belly of the Nangong chicken had already soaked his body, Ximenyu grabbed him and wrote with his blood.
Ximenyu continued to play suona and completed the ritual of opening the door.
The relatives of Nangong Chicken were really intimidated by Ximenyu's momentum. No one dared to come forward to disturb Ximenyu's actions, but he was crying desperately and eagerly.
Of course, that Nangong Hao is not here. It is estimated that he hasn't come yet, and the one named Nangong Zhengming is not there either.
But they will definitely come, such a big event, this time Nangong's name can not be avoided.
Ximen Yu blew Suona for 20 minutes, then took out a bag of rice and desperately spread rice around.
I really don't know when Ximenyu was doing this part-time.
"Woo, woo, where are you, don't hurry, you think your brother is dead, woo." Nangong chicken's mother cried while yelling at the phone, it seems to be talking to Nangonghao.
Ximenyu just put a pot on the side. Now that the water is boiling, Ximenyu put down the rice bag. Walked to the Nangong chicken, picked up the knife, and cut off the two legs of the Nangong chicken.