I didn't tell He Dana about Xin Kong's matter because I thought He Dana was a little crazy and a little weird.
I went to He Dana again and asked him about Master Han Yang, he sighed and said.
"Lao Han and I have been friends for many years, but we stopped communicating because of one thing. It's all my fault. I might be his only friend, and he didn't even tell me about his death. I feel really sorry for him."
He Dana actually shed tears. His tears might be more precious than his life. He said that when his parents died, he didn't have a single tear and couldn't squeeze out any tears. In the end, he put some chili peppers on himself and then tears came out.
When your parents die, if you have no tears, then the path they take will be a path overgrown with weeds. If you have many tears, then that is the path of heavenly light, so cry!
When He Dana talked about Master Han Yang, he was truly regretful, and I could see it.
"Lao Han and I met at the crematorium. He is a quiet person and I am a chatterbox. We were not supposed to be together. But later I helped him with something. It was not a big deal, but he remembered it. He invited me to dinner at the Da Lai Restaurant. I don't know why he was so poor. He worked in the crematorium all his life. He shouldn't be like this. But I didn't ask. There must be a reason."
He Dana pushed his wheelchair to the door by himself. Looking at the door, he saw that the flowers in the pond had already bloomed.
"That's how we became friends, but he never asked me to go to his home. His home was a small house at the foot of the mountain. It was a very small house without even any electricity. I just couldn't figure out why he lived there. I only saw him from a distance once."
"What did you do to help him? To make him thank you?"
"When he was refining a person, he picked up some bones. This is normal, but it happened to be a Yin bone. Yin bone is like a ticket to enter the Yin. I restored the bone, and Lao Han kept thanking me. He also gave me something. I didn't think he was giving me anything. Later, I opened it and saw that it was a bead. I didn't expect that he would give me such a valuable thing. I was so surprised."
He Dana walked to a cabinet, opened it, and took out a box. The box didn't look very good, just an ordinary box. When the box was opened, light came out. The light was black, and it was not straight, but winding, spreading out in circles, like ripples in a river. I have never seen such light before.
I was stunned. There was such light in the world, black light, circles of light. I knew that light was straight. Scientifically speaking, it was direct. Unless other methods were used to change the line, but this did not happen. I walked over slowly. There was a bead in the box. It was about five or six centimeters in diameter and black in color.
"What's this?"
"Ghost bead."
I was stunned. What are ghost beads
"Ghost beads are not beads that ghosts have. They are beads that a person has not refined for at least a hundred days after death. It is impossible for this person to have such a bead. Moreover, this person has never been married in his life, and he has lived in a dark place for many years. Moreover, this person must be a person of negative pole, and..."
There are too many of them, I can't remember them all. Such beads are rare, almost impossible to have. It is possible for a person to never get married, but it is also possible for a person to live in darkness all his life. No one can do that. It is a little hard to understand.
"That should be very valuable?"
"Yes, it may be valuable in itself, as things are valuable because they are rare, but it also has another function, which is to bring people back to life. People who died accidentally within four hours, of course, such as those who died of choking on water, but not from trauma, can basically be saved."
Damn it, isn't this a magic pill? It's only found on the old fairy mountain, and only exists in fairy tales. Damn it, you are kidding me.
I didn't believe it at all, and He Dana also saw it. He closed the box and locked it in the cabinet.
"idiot."
He muttered something and cursed at me, but I ignored him and cursed in my heart, "You legless bastard."
I said as we drank together.
"Go to Master Han Yang's house."
"I won't go. There's nothing good about that place. It's just a small house, only about ten meters in size, dark. What's the point?"
It seems to me that when He Dana mentioned that place, he actually wanted to go there for a long time. He sometimes talks nonsense and sometimes doesn't really care.
"Come on, if you want to go, go ahead. I'll carry you."
"Well, since someone is carrying me, let's go."
There was a section of the road to Master Han Yang's house where the wheelchair couldn't be pushed, so he had to be carried on his back.
It was getting dark after we finished drinking. I carried He Dana on my back. He was not heavy. We chatted all the way and arrived at Master Han Yang's house. From a distance, the small house looked even more scary.
"Godfather, you said Master Sai Yang has lived here all his life, why?"
"I don't know, but the environment here is good, really nice."
We got closer, until we reached the door.
"Okay, put me down. Go open the door over there by the rock, then go in and take a look. Call me if you need anything."
"I… "
He Dana glared at me.
I put him on the rock, and I wanted to throw him to death. It just so happened that I couldn't carry him heavy. I was also very tired after walking all the way. He didn't let me rest and kept torturing me.
I thought the door would be locked, but it wasn't. It opened as soon as I pushed it. There was a black mouth inside, and I couldn't see what was inside. I didn't have a flashlight, so I used a match, lit it, and reached in. The place I saw wasn't big, but I could see what was hidden clearly. There was a place to cook, a place to sleep, a table, a chair, a stove. It was just so simple. I was a little surprised. Has Master Saiyang lived his whole life like this
I went in, struck a match, and saw an oil lamp, the kind with a glass cover. After lighting it, I could see clearly that there was indeed nothing extra. According to Master Han Yang, the conditions for working in a crematorium should be quite good, but I couldn't see it. The kang was not big, the color of the quilt on it was so blurry that there was only one quilt, and there was no bedding underneath. I couldn't understand where Master Han Yang had put the money.
He Dana was outside calling me like a pig was being slaughtered. I jumped out, thinking something had happened. It turned out that this guy was anxious.
"If you're in a hurry, just lend me your legs. Why are you shouting?"
"Today is a ghost day, the 13th. Ghosts are running around everywhere. Who is willing to lend me a leg?"
"That's your fault."
I carried He Dana on my back, and he actually choked me. I almost passed out. After shaking for a few times, he loosened his grip a little.
"Kid, be more polite next time you speak, or I'll strangle you to death."
I didn't dare struggle because this guy's arms were very strong.
"Come in."
He ordered me around. I went into the room and he made me turn around here and there. He just tortured me in such a small place.
"What's that?"
"wall."
"I don't even know it's a wall?"
He Dana's true character came out, and I saw the wall, which was nothing special.
"Go ahead and push."
"How can I push you when you're on top of me?"
I want to put He Dana down and then deal with him.
"I didn't hold your hand either. Come on, are you playing tricks on me? You have to wait until you're my age."
The old man was smart and saw through my plan immediately.
I pushed the wall at one end and it moved. Holy crap, it turned out to be a hole. Wind blew in and it scared me.
"Lao Han, Lao Han, you are so insidious. No wonder you made this house so scary."
"Go in."
He Dana ordered me.
I want to go in.
"Hold the lamp, you idiot."
I really wanted to throw him to death, but his arms were holding me tightly and I couldn't do it.
I entered the cave with an oil lamp. It was completely dug by human hands. It would have taken at least ten or eight years to dig it out.
The hole was just the right size, it actually had four rooms, and the passage was big enough. It was paved with mahogany boards, and the walls were covered with some kind of cloth stuck on them. There was no wallpaper in that era. It was actually just wallpaper, which should be something only available abroad. It was quite luxurious, and I was stunned.
The doors of the rooms all had hidden locks, which were unheard of in that era. They could not be opened, not a single door could be opened, they were all locked. At the end of the corridor, there was a stove, an oil stove used for heating, it was quite good, I had never seen one before. Only then did I know where Master Han Yang's money went. It turned out that he was enjoying himself here, but he looked so poor from the outside. I didn't understand Master Han Yang at the time. What was all this for
Of course, in that era, who would dare to decorate like this? If not killed, then crippled.
The door won't open, no use.
"Looking for the key."
"Where are you going to find this? Don't you see? These are all here."
Let’s come out and push up the wall, said He Dana.
"I thought I was the one who enjoyed it the most, but look at others, they enjoyed it differently. Lao Han, Lao Han, you are such a devil. I thought I was victorious in my life, but I have never fooled you."
I'm tired of He Dana always strangling me.
"Put me down and get me a glass of water."
I put him down, poured some water for him and drank it myself. Just as he was about to scold me, I went over and pushed him onto the kang, kicked him, and then ran away.
I'm so happy. He Dana, you want to strangle me. You, a cripple, want to strangle me? No way.
I was happy today. I went home, made myself some wine, drank a glass, and went to sleep.
I got up in the morning and went to the site, and the manager found me.
"This is the subsidy given by Master Han Yang's farm. He doesn't have any relatives. He was the closest to you when he was alive. You should just take it. It's not a big deal to leave it here."
"Who am I?"
"Just take it and repair his grave, or do something else."
"What's this?"
"I can't help it."
I didn’t receive it, so how can I get the money? Your leader can handle it yourself.
I entered the office and the manager followed me in.
"Are you a man?"
I'm a little angry.
"That's not the case. We hired someone yesterday and he came to work today. You just brought him along. Maybe he'll only work for a day or two and then leave."
I nodded, and after Mao Gang went out, I changed my clothes and sat there waiting for this person.
This person really came, he pushed the door open and rushed in. I was so scared that I screamed and jumped up, spilling the water I was holding. I stared at the person in front of me in a daze.
"I'm sorry, Master Ke, I'm late."
I was stunned for a long time and then sat down. It was a girl, not pretty, but kind of likable, with all her hair covered.
"Knock on the door next time."
"Oh, I just combined knocking and entering."
I was amused. This girl is quite interesting.
"Okay, let's take a break first."
I went out and got my work clothes.
"Okay, go to that room and change."
I took him directly into the refining room.
"This is where you will work from now on. Apart from here and the morgue, don't go anywhere else."
The girl is a little nervous.
"Don't be nervous. Dead people won't hurt anyone. They're safer than living people. But you have to follow the rules."
"Oh, of course. Master, my name is Han Xue."
I was holding the body in my hands and almost threw it away.
Cold snow
"Who is Han Yang to you?"
"My dad."
I immediately put the body back on the hearse.
"Get out now, get out."
I was a little confused. Why was I so excited to let her go? Because Master Han Yang left like that and lived in that small house. She could never live there. Is this still called a child? (To be continued)