After finishing my work, I entered the morgue. The body of the gatekeeper was there. I lifted the shroud and saw his eyes were closed. I thought they should be closed, so I slowly pushed them open and they opened by themselves with just a touch. It turned out that his eyes were not closed at the time of death, but someone closed them later. I could see the horror in his eyes. I closed his eyes and said.
"Uncle, we are friends. I will give you an explanation."
That day, I entered the guardhouse and it was empty. All the things inside had been packed up. The old man's son and daughter came to pack them up.
As I was watching, the manager came in, and the old man's son and daughter came again.
"Master Ke, they want to talk to you."
I nodded.
I took them to my office and poured them tea, but they refused to touch anything. I could see that they didn't like this place. They didn't even touch the door or anything. I could understand that and it didn't seem strange.
"What do you want to know?"
"My father said that he has a good friend here, whose last name is Ke. He told us that there is something here with you, and asked us to come to you if we need anything. He also wanted to ask Master Ke to put makeup on my father."
I was stunned after hearing this. A thing was left here? There was nothing there. Then why did the security guard say that? What did that mean
"When do you plan to cremate him?"
"Tomorrow, tomorrow is the third day, and the field has been processed for us."
That day, after I saw them off, I sat in the office thinking about this matter. It seemed that this was an accident. Although it was a heart attack, it was definitely an accident.
After dark, I ordered some food and the delivery man called me at the door. There was no one at the door, so I let him in. When he came in, I saw an office with the lights on. He refused to come in and added that he had left the food at the door and didn't want the money, so he left.
When I came out, the guy really disappeared, and I was happy.
After eating and drinking, at eleven o'clock in the evening, I came out of the office and went into the morgue with half a bottle of wine.
"Uncle, I'm going to be on the road tomorrow, so I'll have a drink with you today."
The old man is a good man. He never talks much. He has been guarding this door all his life. He has become a real old man.
The old man's eyes opened slowly, and I knew he couldn't close his eyes.
"Uncle, what did you leave here?"
I asked. I knew he couldn't talk. I couldn't think of anything. What was left here? Sometimes I would drink with the old man, but there was really nothing left here. It was strange. How could there be such a thing? The old man had expected something.
As I was thinking about it, the door opened a little. It was not a person, but the wind, a cold wind. I knew something came in. I saw that it was an old man, an old man.
I recognized the old man at a glance. He was the old man whose ashes were stolen.
He's come to see me.
I closed the old man's eyes and left, and the old man followed me into the office.
"What do you want to say?"
"My ashes are lost, and I taught these two people a lesson, but I want to go with him tomorrow. We are friends."
I was stunned. The gatekeeper mentioned the urn and said it was the urn that had been here the longest and he was waiting for him.
"How did he die?"
"I was scared. I've waited too long. It's been almost thirteen years. There are still three days left. If it's thirteen years, I will be unable to leave forever and become a resident ghost here. I don't want to stay in this place forever. I want to go with him. He's good at chess and I've never won."
I closed my eyes.
"He said he had something here with me. What was it?"
"You took a chess piece from him, or he put it in your pocket. It was handsome. He did this to make you up. He didn't want to give anyone. This is also an agreement."
I remembered that time I did have a chess piece in my pocket. I put it in the drawer, opened it and took it out.
"Burn it tomorrow, don't keep it. Without the general, there is no chess."
I didn't expect this to happen. It seems that the old man also understands a lot of things.
When I got up in the morning, I pushed the gatekeeper's body into the dressing room. When the gatekeeper's family members came, I took out the chess piece.
"That's what I'm going to burn."
They were stunned, a little bit unbelieving.
"How could it be..."
"Your father likes to play chess."
That day I put makeup on the security guard. I used ghost makeup. This was the most serious makeup I have ever done. In fact, I am very serious every time, but this time I put my heart into it. He was like my friend, and I saw him off.
That day, the old man watched me burn the security guard, and after seeing me throw the chess pieces into the stove, he left.
After I finished my work, the manager came in and said.
"The urn upstairs fell to the ground and broke into pieces. His great-grandson came, collected the ashes, and took them away."
I understand, this is a funeral, the two of them will be playing chess downstairs.
I saw those two guys who lived downstairs from me again. One of them had a cerebral thrombosis and was playing in circles, and the other one had a car accident and lost a leg. This is quite interesting. They just asked for death. People should be reliable when doing things, and no matter what happens, don't act recklessly.
I went to Liu Shougui's place again, and he was there too, and we had dinner and drinks.
I went in for a while and then he left, and I could see more unfriendliness in him.
Liu Shougui mentioned the matter between Liu Yang and me. He said that we should have more contact and get married when the time is right.
This is something I hadn't thought about.
"Uncle Liu, look at this matter..."
"There's nothing to see, this is fate."
"He doesn't seem to like me very much."
"Yes, he doesn't like you. I don't know why, but I will find out."
Liu Yang came. It was Liu Shougui who called.
"You guys go out and play. You don't need to accompany me. He is enough for me. You guys have your own things to do."
In fact, what I want to know more is about Liu Shougui’s wife.
That day Liu Yang and I went out to eat, watch a movie, and then I sent her home.
Liu Yang is very quiet, and I like this kind of quietness.
It was already midnight when I got home that day. I couldn't sleep, so I sat there watching TV. I received two text messages on my phone. They were from Liu Yang asking me if I had arrived home. I replied, but when I looked at the messages the next day, I was stunned. Ren Qiang was dead.
This was sent to me by the director. I was stunned for a moment. I didn't expect that this guy would die so quickly. He was poisoned by Gui Qing and died so soon. In fact, I could have told him and found a way to deal with it, but I didn't like this person so much and didn't expect him to die so quickly.
The next morning, I went to the crematorium. It was supposed to be my day to rest, but the director called and asked me to come over. It must be about Ren Qiang.
The director was in the office with red eyes.
"Ren Qiang is dead. He died at home. It's very troublesome now. The body has not been delivered yet. I want you to go over and take a look."
"You let other makeup artists go. I won't go. I don't like this guy. You know that."
"His father specifically asked you to go."
I didn't say anything. The director accompanied me. I saw Ren Qiang's father. I didn't like this man either. Even after his son died, he was still pretending. He was the kind of person who would not give up even if his son was gone.
"Master Ke, I'll leave this matter to you."
I walked into the room and opened the list. I was stunned to see that my whole face was bruised and had been painted.
After I covered myself, I pulled the director aside and talked.
"I can't do this. Find someone else right away."
I got in the car and left. No matter what you do, I can't do this full ghost green. Zhao Juan told me not to try to put on makeup for someone who is full of ghost green. It is absolutely not possible because ghost green is makeup put on by ghosts. You can't change it. If someone leaves with ghost green, they will scratch their face during refining, otherwise there will be problems.
I went back home and drank beer. I had no idea that things would be so troublesome. The manager called me and said that he couldn't find anyone and there was no one to do the makeup.
"You don't need to put on ghost blue, that's ghost makeup."
"His father insisted that he should wear makeup. He said that his son was very particular about his appearance and couldn't leave like this."
"You probably know why others don't wear makeup, and I don't want to repeat myself. I don't know how to wear makeup."
I hung up the phone. I would never do makeup like this.
At night, I woke up and couldn't fall asleep. I had insomnia. I missed my father and my mother. It was so painful that I couldn't sleep.
I think I will go see my mother Yunbai tomorrow, maybe she will miss me.
The next day, after get off work, I called my mother and told her I was coming over, but she didn't say anything.
I went and my mother let me in, maybe for the first time.
I sat down and chatted with grandma. She was a little confused, but I didn't mind. Everyone gets old one day.
The meals my mother cooked for me always have a familiar taste to me. I was drinking that day and my mother didn't say anything. I wanted to tell her to go home and take care of her grandma, but I never said it.
That day, I came out of my mother's place and walked around the street. I thought, maybe the relationship between my mother and I began to change from then on. After all, she is my mother, and I have to accept more things.
Liu Yang called me and said she was in the city. I stood in front of the bar, waiting for Liu Yang, and she came.
We went into the bar and sat at the bar and chatted.
She came to the city on business.
Liu Yang teaches at No. 1 Middle School in the county. We were chatting when a man came over and sat one person away from us. He was drinking beer and staring at a head on the wall at the bar. This bar is a bit special, with all the weird things. I've been here twice and the environment here is pretty good.
The man made a strange noise and left with half a glass of wine. I looked over and saw that the man was still looking at the head on the wall. It was fake, just a decoration.
I took a closer look and was shocked. It was not fake, it was real, absolutely real. I stared at it and Liu Yang also noticed it.
"Making such a thing is really..."
I poked her and she stopped talking.
"Waiter, call the boss."
The boss took a long time to come over. He was a very quiet man, in his forties, with almost all white hair. He was very thin, but very elegant. At first glance, he looked like a cultured man, the kind of man that people liked.
"What's up?"
"Liu Yang, please sit over there for a while. I want to talk to him about something."
The boss sat down and poured a glass of wine. I looked at the head on the wall and said.
"Where did you get that?"
"Oh, the stuff from a street stall is not as expensive as mine."
“It seems very real.”
I said tentatively.
"That's fake. Who would dare to hang a real one there?"
The boss laughed and seemed to think I was stupid.
"What if it's true?"
"Then I'm going to be scared to death, right?"
"When did you get it?"
"A year ago, by accident."
I feel like something is wrong. (To be continued)