It seemed to be the sound of an earthen jar, but he couldnât be sure.
Without raising her head, she returned to Gu Xinghengâs words: âThe reason Mother gave just now, in the end, is just because she is afraid of being alone, afraid that she will not be able to move when she gets old, and no one will take care of her, but even parents and children cannot accompany her.â When the other party goes to the end, people always have to face their own death alone. When I can move, I donât need someone to take care of me. If I canât move anymore, I might as well follow the cat raised by Xue Niang and find a place where there is no one and die. and died.â
âAs for no one burning paper money anymore, there is no money to spend in the underworld. Mom, you reminded me that Sanlang will set up a plaque for himself from today, and burn a stack of paper money for himself every day. And burn a few Ten years, when I arrive in the underworld, I canât spend it all at once, can I? Your sonâs brain is not stupid, and he can earn money in the underworld by himself. Mother, tell me, those who burn paper money, burn it once a year , but I plan to burn it every day, who can have more than me? Even a family with rich heirs canât compare to the paper money I burn for myself.â
âMother, I have another question. You see, after three or four generations, no one burns paper money. Going back thousands of years, wouldnât my ancestors die of poverty in the underworld?â , Therefore, the matter of burning paper money is inherently unconvincing. Why bother to be obsessed with these.â
Tiandao laughed endlessly: [Fellow Daoist, you husband, you are really interesting. Of all the people in the world, I am afraid that he is the only one who thinks this way. ]
Baitang propped his head and watched: âI have never seen him in this life, why is he my husband?â
Tiandao pointed to the fragments of the wine jar that Yan Qing picked up: [Look, didnât he say he wonât marry. Moreover, look at the wine you have been in there for seven or eight years, but he dug it casually, and he dug it. Your husband canât escape. ]
Baitang sighed slowly: âI didnât expect him to find out when I buried the wine. If he finds out, it will be regarded as a blessing.â
Heavenly Dao: [Fellow Daoist, is this troubled by love, or not? It must be sentient, otherwise I wouldnât be worried and secretly went to see him. ]
Bai Tang: âThings in the world, it doesnât mean that if you have love, you can live a smooth life and stay with you until you grow old. So what if you have love or no love.â
Heavenly Way: [Daoist friend, your heart is clearly fiery, but you always look calm and indifferent. ]
Baitang laughed and continued to watch.
Gu Zhenzhen was taken aback by Yan Qingâs words, and it seemed to make sense.
âBurn, burn, burn, itâs very unlucky. How can anyone burn paper money for yourself? If you want a wife and son, you will find a place to die by yourself, right? No one should raise the spirit banner, read the eulogy, and cross the bridge of Naihe? No. If you do this, how do you reincarnate?â
Yan Qing dug out a piece, smelled it, and there was a clear and clear aroma of wine. Yan Qing was suspicious and continued to dig.
âMother, let me put it this way. At the beginning, this ghost was said to have originated from the royal family one thousand and five years ago. The various rules of the funeral were also established by the previous dynasty. He can make it. Canât I change it? If I have to follow his process, otherwise I will be a lonely ghost. Then in every war, there are so many people who die. I am afraid that the world will not be able to accommodate him. If he can finish his routine Yes, the need is that the family has enough money, so there are not many people. If every baby in the world needs a family member of a dead soul to go through all the procedures before being reincarnated, then the war will stop, but it will only be a hundred years. The number of people will go up, so how to explain it?â