MTL - The Haunted-Chapter 3 funeral

After a long time, Zhang Daochang’s words were fixed. If you said that there was a fog in front of you, now you can see the target from the fog, although it is not so easy to get the ashes of Ye Yingzhi.

When he drove back home, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. Because it was cloudy, the room looked a bit dull. Last night, because of the nightmare, I didn’t sleep for a long time. Later, I felt that I couldn’t stop myself from being sleepy. I simply put on my clothes and went to bed and closed my eyes.

It seemed like a dream to hear the sound of a similar person who was familiar with Soso in the ground wearing a slipper and whispering back and forth. He tried to open his eyes and see nothing, and he could not see anything. He felt that the room was too dark and wanted to turn on the lights. The consciousness was sober, but the body could not move a finger. This feeling has been experienced by many people, and there are scientific articles that are scientifically explained, but only science can be used in others. The things explained are not necessarily feasible on him.

Lately, the whole body focused on the jade on the chest, and gradually felt that some of them could not breathe. Suddenly, the sound of walking on the floor disappeared and the body regained consciousness.

He heard the phone next to the pillow ringing, and I didn't know how long it had been ringing. I quickly took it and the caller ID was "舅舅".

"Hey, hey, is there something?" In the speech, I felt that my throat was dry. When I was talking on the phone, I went out of bed and took the cup to the kitchen to pour water.

He 舅舅 Du Mingjing and he chilled a few words, asked the current situation, and soon went straight to the theme: "Small 筵, the day after tomorrow, you come back? Ye Sangong's funeral, I am now abroad to talk about business can not go, you accompany Your aunt took a trip. I also took the opportunity to know more people. I know that there is always no harm in knowing people."

He said that he was not close to him, but he did not have any suspicion. He also knew that he was mostly a model of "not being a weapon" in his heart. He had a promising position at a young age and had no idea what he was going to do. The thoughts of his generation can't always be "multiple friends and many roads". The number of people who can be invited to participate in Ye Yingzhi's funeral has some weight. It is always good to know one or two friends. Of course, the most important reason is that Chiu’s cousin is now studying abroad. The relatives of his aunt’s relatives are not even eye-catching. In this case, there is always someone who goes with his aunt.

If it is normal, even if the funeral of Emperor Laozi is too far away, I am afraid to avoid it. This time it seems to be asleep, just someone has handed a pillow.

He was too sleepy and unconsciously slept for more than five hours. At this time, the sky was already dark, it was dusk.

A man squatting out of the kitchen window gave him a weird smile.

Late and hurriedly bowed, pretending not to see the kitchen out of the kitchen, touched the jade on the chest, and did not hesitate to agree: "Oh, I used to, when I contacted my aunt directly."

He was surprised at how happy he was, thinking that he was suddenly opened, and he hanged up after a few words.

The long-distance bus from Sumin City to Shiming City is one hour and fifty-seven minutes, and there is a class on time at 6:30 in the morning. It will arrive at about 8:30. It’s early in the summer, and I didn’t dare to drive myself. He carefully collected the two peace signs of Zhang Dao’s painting, and bought a ticket to Shiming City with a simple baggage on his backpack – compared to self-driving. It is obvious that the long-distance bus is more popular and naturally feels more secure.

After arriving in Shiming City, the aunt had arranged for the driver to pick him up and go directly to the cemetery.

Even if you don't often meet with you, you can feel your loved ones every time you meet. In contrast, your aunt is more like a stranger who has nothing to do with. Because she is a special occasion, she does not have makeup, but she can also see that even if she is still well-maintained, she is well dressed. She is gentle and polite when she talks with her, just like the guests who entertain the junior.

No one dared to speak loudly in this kind of occasion, and no one dared to push forward. Everyone was careful, and they didn't even dare to speak loudly. Later, with my aunt standing in the lower back position, I can see the black solid wood coffin placed in the middle of the front and the black and white photos hanging in front.

I only looked at it from a distance, and I lowered my head in a long time. I had a word in my heart. You said that you are in the sky, and you will be around me. I will use your ashes. I will worship you every day. After the festival, you will burn the paper and scent, save your life and win the seven-level floating squad. You will save me this time, you will definitely be able to enter the western bliss world, or enjoy the well-being in heaven...

When mourning and tribute, he also sincerely followed the people in silence.

My aunt and he are not intimate. When they stay together for a long time, they will be jealous of each other. Naturally, they will not be too restrained. When the ceremony is over, they will be empty and quietly go to the cremation.

It was easier to get the ashes than he thought. He and a staff member who seemed to be directly responsible said that he was a classmate of Ye Yingzhi. He had promised Ye Yingzhi to wait for him to help him to scatter the ashes in the sea for a hundred years. Can you make it convenient? Then secretly handed two boxes of deliberately bought good cigarettes and a few ready-made notes.

The man picked up the matter, and did not care what he said, he agreed very much. This person works here, although there are some taboos that "believe that they don't believe it or not", but they don't respect those ghosts and gods. They feel that when people die, nothing is gone. The ashes are burned by people. Slag, leave a maximum of thoughts, give a point to give a point, and not leak business secrets. Although he said that he was a little disrespectful, the young man said that he wanted to bring the ashes to the sea. He believed in his own beliefs whether he believed it or not, so that even if the beauty of the adult was good, even the last worry was gone. Moreover, there is no third thing to know about this secret.

After a long time, he stood outside and stood for a while. Before the Ye family came to lead the ashes, the man came out and handed him a small paper bag to him.

After picking up the phone the day before yesterday, I went to the nearby incense stick shop and ordered the card according to Zhang Daochang. I bought a mini-ceramic pendant from the market with a little finger and a knuckle. The tablet has been put back home. The bottle has been carried with you.

He found a secluded place, took a small straight tube of almost the same size, and poured all the ashes into the paper tube. Then he stuffed the paper tube into the porcelain bottle and screwed the plug. He hung the porcelain bottle to his own safety rope. On the top, and Ling Yu jade side by side, it looks unremarkable, like a unique style of ornaments.

After the family moved to Shiming City, the grandparents were also sent to Shiming City after being late for university. Later, the two old people died and they were buried together and stayed in this land. The tomb of the old man is not far from here. Since he has already arrived at the cemetery, he is certainly going to visit his grandparents.

He went to talk to his aunt, the aunt said that he was not there, and there was something to do at home, so he could not go with him. Late, he also let the aunt go to the bus in Suming City, even if he went to see the grandfather and grandmother can go back.

There are green pines and cypresses on both sides of the cemetery, and the atmosphere is solemn and heavy. Although the yin in the cemetery is heavy, but because of the grief of people's grief for the deceased, the feelings are extraordinarily true, but the atmosphere is more pure, and he is not afraid to come here.

He took the white chrysanthemums and cleaning cloths bought from below and found the tombstones of grandparents and grandmothers. He reported his recent life, put the flowers down, wiped the tombstones clean, and placed the last time before the monument. The already wilted chrysanthemum was replaced, and the fresh chrysanthemums were put upright, and it was not too late to be ready to leave.

He turned away from the original road and returned. The black-and-white photo of the old man who smiled on the tombstone turned back and smiled. He looked at it carefully. The eyes that looked at the grandson and went back to the shadows revealed a bit of fear.

But I can't see it later.

He couldn't see it, the human figure that faintly attached to his back.