I returned home and it was deserted. Yun Bai had disappeared without a trace. My father took Xiaozhe with him. Although Chi Qing had gone to work, he didn't want to get too close to me. I also knew the harm that had been brought to Chi Qing, and I had no way of stopping this.
I frowned and woke up many times that night.
When I went to work in the morning, Master Han Yang didn't come, so I went to the morgue. There was a number 13 on a refrigerator. It was very big and conspicuous. I was stunned. It was unlucky to see the number 13 here. Han Yang said that number 13 was his friend, and I felt something was wrong.
I walked over slowly and tore off the number 13. It should have been number 12, but after I tore it off, it was not number 12, but still number 13. I screamed in fright and took several steps back. The number was engraved on the plate, so it was not easy to change it.
I was sweating and I had no idea whether to move or not.
A makeup artist came in and pushed the deceased. When he came in, I was so scared that I screamed, and he also screamed.
"Master Ke, don't play like this. It scares people to death."
I was staring at No. 13, and he saw me too, then he let out a scream and ran away. He ran just like that, and watched out for the danger. He hit his head on the door, and the door made a loud bang. I don't know if it hurt him, but he fell down, jumped up, opened the door and ran away.
I slowly backed out and Mao Gang came to my office after a while.
"Master Ke, what's going on?"
I told what happened.
Mao Gang almost never went to the morgue. He probably only went in once on the day he arrived. There was nothing he could do about it. He didn't know about the absence of Number 13.
"What happened to number 13?"
I have nothing to say. He should understand Number 13, but he doesn't.
"We don't have a number 13 in our morgues, and there is no number 13 in the crematorium."
Mao Gang also started sweating.
The director and I went into the morgue again, and the freezer numbered 13 was there, still number 13.
The manager walked closer and looked for a long time before saying.
"There's nothing wrong with that. The original number."
"So it's number 12. I go in and out every day, don't I know that?"
Mao Gang's legs went limp and he stopped.
"Maybe… "
“No maybes.”
"When did you find out?"
"Just now."
I don't know why Master Han Yang said the 13th, but the 13th is here. What does this mean? Master Han Yang hasn't come yet.
"Has Master Han Yang asked for leave?"
"I didn't ask for leave. When I first came here, the old manager said that Master Han had never asked for leave and was a quiet master. I hope that I will have the opportunity to give Master Han an advanced title in the future. But that day he came to sit in my office for a while and said something inexplicable, saying that he came to see me and I wouldn't be able to see him again in the future. I don't know Master Han, and I thought he was not in a good mental state. I don't think many people who have been in the crematorium for a long time are mentally normal."
Master Han Yang, I didn't notice anything abnormal. Everything was normal that day.
"Okay, that's it, you go back and send someone to look for Master Han Yang."
The director left and I stood by. No matter what happened, Master Han Yang had already said that No. 13 was his friend.
I went over and opened the freezer immediately. I covered the body with a shroud, carried it onto the body cart, and pushed it into the refining room. No matter what, I had to take this step. As for what would happen next, no one knew.
Entering the refining room, I lit a cigarette. At this moment, I was extremely nervous, just like the first day I arrived at the crematorium and entered this refining room.
I finished my cigarette and slowly pulled down the shroud, instead of opening it. I was ready to run at any moment. The moment I pulled it open, I was completely stunned. That person turned out to be Master Han Yang. It was indeed Han Yang. There was no mistake. I was stunned, stupid, and my mind was blank...
When I came to my senses, I rushed out of the refining room and into the director's office.
"Come with me quickly."
The director stood up suddenly. Anything that happened in a hurry at the crematorium must be bad.
After entering the refining room, the director was also stunned and stared blankly.
"Don't move yet, put it aside, and practice the next one."
I put Master Han Yang aside, covered myself with my clothes, and started to refine the next one. Here, no matter what happens to you, as long as you can move, do not stop, because the family members are waiting outside, waiting for their loved ones to ascend to heaven.
There wasn't much work today, and the manager came in more than an hour later.
"Master Ke, Master Han has no relatives. Now, we can only carry out the refining. After all this work is finished, all the employees will see him off."
I nodded and tears flowed down. I knew very well that Master Han Yang lived alone, in that small house. I didn't know why he lived alone. He spoke little and was unwilling to talk about his own affairs. It seemed that no one knew his secrets.
At noon, all other work was finished and I was sitting inside waiting, and the manager came in.
"Goodbye first."
When I pushed the car to the farewell hall, I saw He Dana coming by himself. I stopped and looked at him. He came to the door and called me, asking me to push him in.
I pushed He Dana in. He looked at Han Yang in the farewell coffin and asked me to push the car out with my head out. His action made Mao Gang very unhappy.
Everyone knows He Dana, He Fengzi. No one dares to provoke him. But if you provoke him, he will scold you for half a year.
He Dana suddenly burst into laughter, and that laughter sounded like crying, and then he slapped Master Han Yang twice in the face.
"Lao Han, you damned didn't even tell me..."
These two slapping mouths made all the employees in the venue confused. It was too scary. Beating people to death meant they didn't want to live.
I pushed He Dana into the office, then I went into the refining room and pushed Master Han Yang into the furnace.
None of the employees left; they were all waiting.
Two and a half hours later, I collected the ashes and put them in the urn, which was the best urn in the venue, and then sent it directly to the columbarium.
That day, the whole place was dead silent.
I sent He Dana home, and he didn't say anything the whole time. I didn't know what kind of relationship he had with Master Han Yang, so I suddenly asked.
"Master Han Yang is alone, with no relatives. How did he get into the freezer by himself? How did number 12 become number 13? Why did he become number 13?"
He Dana waved his hand and said.
"Go home!"
I knew He Dana didn't want to say anything at the moment, so I went home and went to my father's house. My father and Xiaozhe were playing in the yard.
While having dinner that day, I mentioned Master Han Yang to my father, and he just sighed and shook his head.
It seems that I feel helpless about everything that happened.
When I went home that day, I actually started dreaming at night. It was the dream that had stopped for a long time, about my wrong life, the wrong life where my nickname was Xiao Si.
That day I dreamed of dating Yi Qiuju in the alley. She was a little panicked. I was brave at that time and held her hand. She was so nervous that sweat broke out on the tip of her nose. She tried to break free but failed.
That day we just held hands and showed off. Then I started causing trouble on the street with those little bastards and drank. When I went out that day, several people blocked me in an alley and beat me up. I knew that I had offended a lot of people, so it wouldn't be unfair for anyone to beat me up. I just let them beat me. It didn't matter. I seemed to be used to being beaten, and of course, I was also used to beating people. If I didn't beat someone up for a few days, my hands would itch.
I was beaten pretty badly that day. When I got home, my father kicked me a few more times, then took me to the clinic, applied some medicine and that was it.
The next day, I went out to the streets again, looking for someone to take revenge on with the gangsters, but we found no one.
I went to hang out outside Yi Qiuju's house in the afternoon, and she sneaked out after a while.
In the alley, I held her hand and kissed her. She was a little anxious that day and bit me and ran away.
I was very proud of myself, but when she saw me being beaten into that state, she was so heartbroken that she almost cried.
When I woke up in the morning, it seemed as if it had happened. I could even smell the fragrance of Yi Qiuju on my hand. She always had a pleasant smell.
I am taking a rest today and don’t want to go anywhere. I cannot understand the sudden death of Master Han Yang. Can a person predict his own death
I was reading a book at home when Monk Xinkong came. I was stunned. He said that he had not left the cave for several years, and here he came.
Monk Xinkong said to me after sitting down.
"I want to teach you what I have learned. Otherwise, it would be a pity."
"You're going to die too?"
I am like this sometimes, I have no control over my mouth. After I finished speaking, I thought Xinkong would definitely come up and slap me in the face, but he didn’t. I don’t know about the concentration of a monk, but if it was He Dana, he would definitely do that, 100%.
"Yes, I am dying."
I shuddered.
"How is that possible? No one can know when they will die."
“Some people can.”
This is something I didn't expect.
"You can teach Yun Bai."
"We are just doing business. You are a very Yin person, so I think it is most appropriate to teach you. He Dana also understands Yin studies and has done research. If you can combine the two and develop Yin studies in the future, it will mean that my life on earth is not in vain."
I didn't expect Xinkong to have such thoughts.
"Okay, let me think about it."
"Well, you'd better hurry up, I only have fifteen days left."
I was stunned. Xinkong was gone. Looking at Xinkong's body, I thought he could live for fifteen years, not to mention fifteen days. But he said he only had fifteen days left. Maybe it was because people couldn't see. Now he looked fine, but after a good sleep, he might be gone.
I really need to think about this. I am not prepared to learn Yin science. What will happen if I learn it in the future? What good will it be to know more about the other world
Chi Qing finally told me that she could no longer be with me. I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t protect her at all, so what else could I do
I have no idea what this woman Yun Bai is up to. Her disappearance is an even more terrifying thing. She might pop up at any time and give you a blow that will catch you off guard and make you fall to the ground. Then she will leave with a weird smile. She is always like this.
Now that she is no longer bothering with the past life, I wonder what she will be bothering with next.
The next day when I went to work and entered the morgue, I found that refrigerator number 13 had become refrigerator number 12. Everything was normal.
Mao just came in.
"Master Ke, please work hard these days. We are looking for workers, but it's not easy to find them. No one wants to come to this place."
"It's okay. I'm used to it. It's good to be alone."
In fact, it is not very busy for one person. Even when four furnaces are turned on at the same time, it is not very busy. Once the refining starts, it is not busy anymore. It takes two hours or two and a half hours to burn a dead person.
Eight people were burned today, two old men, three old ladies, one died in a car accident, and two died of illness.
The cries of the family members are always the most powerful and penetrating. When I first came here, I left the crematorium and my head was filled with cries. The cries kept coming, even in my dreams. But now? I can’t seem to hear them anymore.
Noon was over, I sat in the office and smoked, which was my habit, then I took a shower, changed clothes, and came out. I didn’t go home, but walked and strolled on the street, it seemed that I really had nothing to do.
Xiaozhe will always be my pain. I can't hug him and he also refuses me to hug him. This is what Yunbai brainwashed me with. Maybe he will understand when he grows up, and then I can hug him. (To be continued)