Auntie Ma knew that she couldn't do it on her own, so she asked Uncle Liao to give her a hand.
I was fine anyway, and begged Uncle Liao to take me along, but he thought it over and said, "Dead people's places are heavy with Yin Qi, you'd better not go."
"Uncle Liao you take me, home is nothing, I learn some skills with you." Because Uncle Liao likes me, I followed him and begged shamelessly.
He was not good with words, held back half a day can only smile and said: "Then you go can not talk nonsense, must listen to my words into it?"
I heart happy flowers said: "into."
Then I two went to the neighboring village, in the spiritual hall to see the deceased old man.
He is small, dark skin, the whole head than an adult fist is not much bigger than a pointed chin has a long eight beard, face and the rat Jing a little even like.
The old man was wearing a blue satin birthday suit, his left foot was wearing a Yuanbao shoe, while his right foot was only wearing a cloud sock.
The master circled around the spirit bed, and then picked up the Yuanbao shoes and compared them with his feet.
The shoe was indeed bigger than the foot, but no matter what, he couldn't put it on, only to hear a woman in her forties impatiently say to Auntie Ma outside the spiritual hall: "I should have known to invite Taoist priest Wang from Dongpu Village, can you do it or not? The old man is still waiting to enter the cemetery."
Auntie Ma smiled and said, "Don't be anxious, sister, it should be almost ready." Then she went into the house and asked the master, "Master Liao, what do you think about this?"
Uncle Liao did not say anything, looked out toward the spiritual hall quietly said: "Ma aunt, this matter we can only dry eyes." Said quietly took off the socks of the old man's right foot, only to see the toes have grown a long black nails, nails and pointed and sharp.