Folk Stories About Corpse Burning

Chapter 186: Earth year

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He Dana said after finishing his wine.

"You go and do your work in a moment, don't leave this pile of bones here with me, and then come back in the evening and I will talk to you about it."

This guy wouldn't even let me eat. Li Xiaohuan insisted on following me, so I took him to Ji Yihe's place. Mike looked for a long time and chose a half coffin and took a thousand dollars.

I chose a piece of land to bury the body that day. After Mike finished burying the body, he knelt down and let out a loud "Ah!". I almost scared myself to death. His voice was so loud and his crying was so strange.

Li Xiaohuan covered her mouth and laughed.

Mike cried for a few times and then stopped suddenly. It was too sudden. Then he stood up and smiled at me.

"How about it?"

The one who stabbed your uncle, is he your real uncle

We went back, ate and drank, and Mike left.

"What happened to the complexion?"

I gave a brief overview.

"It's really interesting. I'll refine it tomorrow. Let's go tonight. I want to see the complex face. I've seen it once, but I didn't understand it. I can't miss such an opportunity."

I had never seen a double face before, it was the first time, and I had never heard of it before. The two faces were offset, and it was obviously not the face he had when he was alive.

He Dana didn't say more. It was a good thing that he went there. I was worried that something might go wrong.

I called Liu Yang and told him the situation. I had to put on heavy makeup tonight and might be back late.

Liu Yang didn't say anything else. It's rare to encounter such a thing. I didn't expect that I would encounter it. Yin Yan said that I would encounter things that other people wouldn't encounter because I am an extremely person. The crematorium is where I live. If I go to other places, I won't live long. Is this a conclusion? Or something else? Anyway, I think I can't leave the crematorium.

At night, they entered the Baishou Hall and lifted the shroud. He Dana was stunned for a moment, looked at it carefully, and spoke for a long time.

"No, it's a complex face, very beautiful. We often say two-faced face. In fact, people have two faces. One face you can never see, that is the second face. The second face is a yin face. When will it appear? It is when you die. That moment, a very short moment, will give you an illusion that when a person dies, his appearance will change. That is not the yin face, but the face he uses to enter the yin. I didn't expect that the yang face still exists. This is quite interesting."

He Dana seemed to be appreciating it. I kept silent, wanting to see what he was doing.

"Push it to the dressing room."

I pushed the body into the dressing room and placed it on the dressing bed.

"Take out the corpse knife."

I took out the corpse knife and He Dana approached the dressing bed.

"The upper layer of this composite face must be removed to reveal the Yin face, otherwise you will never be able to enter the Yin. I think you should know what it feels like to be between Yin and Yang."

As He Dana spoke, I looked on. Li Xiaohuan was watching from behind and was sweating all the time. This was a very scary thing for a little girl.

He Dana cut it carefully, and I watched. Sure enough, there was another layer of face under the upper layer, which was a little different from the upper layer, a Yin face. When He Dana said this, I understood that makeup is to turn a Yin face into a Yang face. After a person dies, their facial features will change. Some people's changes are more significant, and you can't recognize them at a glance. We need to be like when we were in the world of the living. Only then did I understand that all we see are Yin faces.

He Dana cut for two and a half hours. After his facial skin was cut off, he let out a long breath and closed his eyes. I pushed the wheelchair aside and poured him some water. He drank it and said.

"I'll go back first. You guys can come to my place tomorrow night and I'll take your face."

He Dana took out a box from his bag and put it inside. I pushed it out of the crematorium and he said he could go back.

I went back to put on makeup, and Li Xiaohuan kept following me, looking scared.

After an hour and a half of putting on makeup, I sent Li Xiaohuan home, and then went home. Liu Yang was still waiting for me.

"I told you that you don't have to wait for me. It's almost dawn."

"I can't sleep."

The next night, Li Xiaohuan and I went to He Dana's place. He looked a little proud. He was always like this. He would be proud when something good happened.

When we entered the room, we saw a new painting on He Dana's wall, but it was covered. He said he wanted to drink, and while drinking, He Dana seemed a little excited.

I don't know why he was so excited. Was it because of this painting? Of which celebrity? What made him so happy? I don't know. Anyway, I felt that he was very happy and excited.

After drinking two cups, He Dana asked me to tear off the cloth covering my body. The moment I did, I howled and Li Xiaohuan fell off the chair, got up and tried to run.

"Is it really that serious? The master doesn't act like a master and scares his apprentice."

The two of us didn't move, and the painting on the wall turned out to be that person's face, just as it looked when he was alive. He Dana had actually turned it into a painting and put it in a frame.

"Grandpa, what are you playing at?"

"This is called a face painting. If you feed it with blood, it will smile when you are happy and cry when you are angry. Of course, there will be no tears, just expressions."

"What are you doing with this?"

"This is for warding off evil spirits. Hang this up and no ghosts will come. It will be much quieter."

I know that He Dana can hear ghosts talking. It must be annoying to listen to it every day. Ghosts only come out at night.

"What else?"

"No more, a face of this size is already pretty good, I like to take it away."

I shook my head and Li Xiaohuan stopped talking.

We sat down again and I calmed down. Li Xiaohuan looked at me from time to time, and I covered my face when I went over.

He Dana's weirdness is probably not just these. Is there any difference between the face painting he made and Mao Xiaoli's? This is big, for sure. In addition to the saying of warding off evil spirits, He Dana may have other uses.

There is definitely no doubt about this. He Dana has been studying Yin studies and has never stopped. I don’t know to what extent he has reached, but it is certain that he has reached a certain level.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening when we left. After sending Li Xiaohuan back home, Liu Yang was watching TV and she didn't look very happy.

"What's wrong?"

"You and Li Xiaohuan shouldn't get so close. If she falls in love with you, you'll get into trouble."

"Oh, I see."

I slept very late that day. When we got up in the morning and were about to go to work, Yunbai came. I asked her to go to work first. Yunbai came in and sat down and talked.

"Xiaozhe, I want to discuss something with you."

"What's up?"

I am unhappy and don't want to see this woman.

"Your father has something, in his house, in a box, and I want that thing."

"Then you have to ask your father if he is willing?"

I glanced at the photo of my father hanging on the wall. Yun Bai didn't look at it. She never looked at it, never faced it directly. I knew she was afraid of my father.

Yunbai should know that she can't take anything from me, yet she still comes here and asks what she wants from her father

After Yunbai left, I went into my father's room. I knew there was a box under his bed, but I had never opened it. When I pulled it out, it was covered with a layer of dust.

The box was locked. I knew it was locked. I didn't have the key, which was why I hadn't opened it for a long time. I didn't want to destroy anything my father had left behind.

I looked at the box, it was made of natural wood and was very exquisitely crafted.

I thought it was time to open the box, so I looked for the key. My father's things were placed in a very orderly manner.

I searched many places but couldn't find it. Lying on my father's bed, I saw something on the hanging light fixture. I stood on the bed and touched it down. It was wrapped in paper. I opened it and saw words written on it. It was a key.

Xiaozhe:

My dear son, if you have this key, open the box and you will find something I left for you.

It was very simple. My tears flowed. My father had been doing something for me, but why did I do it? When I knew that my father would not eat me while holding me, he was already dead. I hated Yun Bai. I longed for my father's hug. Wasn't he the same? Why did she do this

I opened the box and found five or six things inside, all wrapped in cloth, very carefully. I placed them on the table one by one. I didn't know what my father had left for me.

I sat there and lit a cigarette, without opening the package. Yun Bai came to ask for something from my father. What could it be? Which one of these

After I put out the cigarette, I stood at the table and opened the first thing. It was a black thing, cold in my hand, round, and the size of a fist. I didn't know what it was. I couldn't tell what it was. What was it? I didn't know. My father Ke Zuo was a refiner in the crematorium. I couldn't help but think of some things about Yin studies.

I opened another one, and it was still round, but it was pink in color. It looked like an old thing. I opened another one, and it was also round, but it was brown. There were five pieces in total, the same size, but different colors. What was this

Looking at the material, it looks like wood, but it’s not. What is it

I don’t know. I looked at them for a long time, then wrapped them up one by one and put them back. Yun Bai wanted this thing. Which one did he want

Of the five items, she only took one, but they were all the same.

I have absolutely no idea what this is.

The next day, I went to He Dana and told him these five things. He looked at me and said.

“It’s alive.”

I jumped up immediately. Alive? Bullshit, alive? I may not have seen that they were alive, but just a round ball.

I don't believe it's alive, and it's been in the box for so long, it can survive without food or water, that's impossible.

I looked at He Dana.

"You don't have to look at me like that. I'm telling the truth. I know what that thing is. I wanted to get it but couldn't. That was fate. Only people without chance can get it. Xiao Zuo got it. That's fate!"

From what He Dana said, he really wants to get it, but it seems that there is no chance.

"Then I'll take you there!"

I was speechless and wanted to see He Dana's reaction. He was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"That was given to you by your father. Remember, the Five Groups are inseparable. That thing is yours."

"What is that?"

He Dana shook his head and asked me to get some food and wine. I didn't move and made a phone call to have them delivered quickly.

The food and wine were served, and we drank. He Dana is over a hundred years old, and I may not be able to drink better than him. This is what I admire most.

That day He Dana told me that it was the Earth Year. I didn’t know what the Earth Year was, but I knew about the Tai Sui.

"If Tai Sui sits on your head, you will suffer misfortune even if you don't die. Tai Sui grows inside and outside the door threshold. If you dig out a ball of meat, it's Tai Sui. It's alive if you cut it with a knife. Cut the meat and it will grow out tomorrow. The difference is Tu Sui, which grows in the refining room and is yin, while Tai Sui is yang. You can't mess with them. It's said that eating Tai Sui meat will make you live a hundred years. I don't know if that's true or not, but Tu Sui is real. At least it won't make you seriously ill."

I don’t know, I really don’t know at all. I don’t understand how it could be a living thing. I thought it was just a wooden thing. It felt like wood. How could it be alive

"Master Gan, did you misunderstand?"

"Do you think I'm confused?"

I know that Dana He is one hundred and twenty years old and everything is normal. This is what surprises me most.

I know about borrowing life and borrowing years, but is He Dana the same? I don’t know. (To be continued)