I didn't expect that wealthy families have such rules.
This is the reason why the rich family's eldest son did not marry other women, and always stayed with Yun Bai. He used seduction techniques and was a thief himself, but no one could control him because he was the eldest son in the family.
The reason why the rich family fell into decline was because of these seven dead people. Without a stone to stabilize the pit, there would be a lot of noise, and no one would make any noise.
He Dana told me this.
"What should we do then?"
"I mean you return this house to the second son of the rich family."
"No, I must live here."
I don't know why I insist on doing this. Other than I like it, I don't know what's going on in my heart.
He Dana shook his head.
"Just like your father, crying over his dead father."
Damn it, you are the one crying because your parents died.
After He Dana asked me to lock the door, we left and went to He Dana's place.
"How do you open this box?"
"I can't open it. I don't understand this."
He Dana said while looking at the box.
"What's in here?"
"I think this thing is from Japan. There is Japanese writing on it. That is a Japanese building. It was left behind when Japan invaded Northeast China. The strangest thing is, how did this woman die? Why is she on the ceiling? Judging from the way she is lying on the box, it seems that she is protecting the box. This box must be very important, or it must contain valuables."
"It's possible. Since you can't open it, I have a way. Go get some food and some wine, and I'll teach you how to do it."
He Dana always taught me in this way invisibly. My father also mentioned in his diary that he learned a lot of Yin science from his godfather He Dana.
I really cannot understand why He Dana lived to be over 120 years old. I guess no one can live to such an old age.
We drank until about nine o'clock in the evening. He Dana went into the room and came out after a while, followed by a skeleton. I almost jumped up. It was the skeleton of the Japanese book that I brought back from Liu Yang's colleague's house. It was actually moving mechanically. I stared at it in amazement.
It walked to the box and started fiddling with it. I stared at it and saw that it was the password. After it checked it, it went back to the room.
I didn't move or speak, and Liu Yang's face turned pale.
"Don't be afraid. This is a bone. It's very simple. Her soul is in it. It will be fine. I will take care of her because she is not Chinese and cannot go back. She will be reincarnated hundreds of years later."
I looked at the box.
"Open."
I walked over slowly, opened it, and then screamed. Inside were bones. It looked like a folded corpse. The person was put in while alive, folded. It was too painful. Although the box was not small, it was too scary. The clothes were placed aside. They were military uniforms. Then I understood that this was a Japanese officer. Why was his body folded in this box? I don't know, but I can understand that this woman committed suicide. She loved this man and was lying on the box when she died.
The skeleton came out again, and I was shocked. He Daquan didn't expect it to be a broken corpse, and he didn't react for a while. He screamed, and the skeleton fell apart, all over the ground, and the black light broke. It was a bit too evil.
"Alas, what a pity that it should be like this. Let's throw these bones into the box, lock the box, and throw it into the Hunhe River!"
"What will happen then?"
"It will be like this forever. There is no afterlife. This is their retribution!"
Sinking the body into water is the most sinister method. This is the only way. This may be their fate.
That day, I mentioned the matter of the rich house.
"Don't go live there yet. I'll think of a way."
When he got home, Liu Yang said he didn't want to live in that rich family's house because it was a bit too scary.
"It's okay. The person died. It's nothing."
"Nothing? You didn't see that skeleton being able to do anything today."
"That was driven by a human. If he wasn't driven, he wouldn't have stood up. That's a matter of Yin science. He Dana has studied this his entire life. He understands it."
"I don't know what Yin studies is, I only know mathematics."
Liu Yang sat there watching TV angrily.
The next day when I went to work, the director of the bureau came to take charge of the relocation matters.
“Will there be any problems with the migration?”
"The biggest problem is those old corpses. The rest are easy to deal with."
"What do you think?"
"I think other crematoriums in our city have taken it up."
"This is very troublesome. There are more than a hundred old corpses, and they take up equipment there. The other crematoriums are all in the county, and they don't have that much space or that many freezers. I'm afraid this won't work. If it doesn't work, we can just wait until the new site is built and move them there."
"That's the only way. There's no other way. But if we want to move this old corpse, it will probably be very troublesome and problems may arise."
"One person dies, what's there to be afraid of?"
The director obviously didn't understand at first glance, and I didn't want to explain it to him. We'll talk about it when we move the body.
I went to the new location to see it, and it is indeed nice. The foundation has already been laid, and we will basically be able to move in by May Day next year.
Pingcun is a place with beautiful scenery, but no one lives in Pingcun, which is also a strange thing. Legend has it that two people die in Pingcun every year, very accurately, as if there is a target. No matter how old you are, it seems that you are guaranteed to die when you die, so this is an empty village.
I don't know the reason, but I'm very worried about problems when the crematorium is moved here.
We'll have to wait and see.
The rich old house has always been a thorn in my side. When winter came and the first snow fell, I went to the rich old house. After all, it was mine, and I wanted to see it.
I opened the door and walked through the gatehouse. I was stunned. The yard was full of footprints. They were all messy. They came from the sixth entrance. I walked in slowly. The footprints came from behind the screen wall. I went to see it and was a little dumbfounded. The footprints were indeed from there. Ghosts don’t have footprints. So how did they get out? Who? The footprints came out from here and turned back, not from outside. I knew that this was troublesome. I backed out and locked the door.
Liu Shougui was actually standing behind me, which scared me. He had his face covered.
"Come with me."
I followed Liu Shougui, and he actually went to the columbarium, but he moved back there, saying that he couldn't sleep at home and that he was sick.
When we went in, the food and wine were already laid out, and the wine was already heated.
Sit down and have a drink, said Liu Shougui.
"Liu Yang has already told me that if you must live in that old house, that's fine. The old house can support people, but to clean the house, He Dana has his way, but it's too troublesome. I also have a way. Just teach me how to do it, and you don't have to worry about the rest."
"Don't anything happen?"
"It's okay. We'll go over there after dark and just help me get my things."
Liu Shougui seems to be in much better condition than before.
"Once the house is cleaned, you can move in and have someone to take care of you."
"No, I'm used to it. But the house is too big, it's not good for people. Yunyang, I think you can rent out the first five rooms and keep the sixth room."
"No, I don't like crowds."
"Then there's nothing we can do. I hope you can get married soon and have children. Things will get better slowly. I hope you will have many children."
In fact, I know that if I only have one child, the family will definitely not be as large as in the past, with dozens or even hundreds of people.
It was completely dark. Liu Shougui took two bags and went upstairs. Half an hour later, he was still carrying the two bags.
"Here are seven urns, empty, and two bags, and a shovel."
We went to the old house, entered the back, opened the stone slab, and found Liu Shougui, who picked up a bone from a pit, threw it into the urn, covered it, and put it in a bag.
"Put the bones in a bag, carry them to the mountain and bury them."
It was not until midnight that we finally returned to the columbarium and placed the seven urns on the thirteenth floor.
We continued drinking.
"What do you do with those old corpses?"
I was stunned, and it took me a long time to realize that he was talking about migration.
"The plan is to get a new place."
"When the time comes, I think you should find an excuse to get out of the way, because something is bound to happen. The old corpse has been old for twelve years, right?"
"Yes, we filed a report and asked them to handle it, but they didn't sign it. We were afraid that we wouldn't be able to explain it to the family members after we found them. This is really a waste of resources, and it's also a lot of trouble."
Liu Shougui said.
"Death is the greatest thing. No one dares to touch it lightly. The living give way to the dead. That's the truth."
When I got home, Liu Yang was still awake.
"It's already the middle of the night, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"I can't sleep."
I told Liu Yang about the Jing house and she was unhappy. She didn't want to go back to Chi County. She didn't like it there. It was not surprising. Everyone in Chi County knew that she had a father who was a refiner and was very ugly. It was not Liu Yang's fault.
Liu Yang was unhappy, and I decided to move back to the old house.
I had nothing to do that afternoon, so I went to He Dana's place. Unexpectedly, Liu Shougui was there.
I knew that He Dana didn't like Liu Shougui, but they were actually drinking together. I didn't ask any questions and just stayed for a while and then left.
When I went to the new place, I would go there from time to time. I went there once before the foundation, and built a town with four corners, big bone towns, and placed human bones at the four corners.
This year is a warm winter and the construction has not stopped. They hope to complete it by May Day and build a theater on the old site.
I was almost getting off work, so I was driving back and my car overturned on the way. It was perfectly fine, but then it overturned. What the hell happened
I climbed out of the car. I wasn't hurt at all. The car had overturned in a ditch. I called the insurance company and the construction site and asked them to send a crane.
The strangest thing is that when the car was brought up, there was not a single scratch on it except for a few. It was so evil. The people from the insurance company were shocked and said that I was lucky. I thought to myself, what the hell, you are so lucky but still had a car accident
After they left, I watched from the road. It was really strange. The car overturned on a flat road and the speed was not fast. I quickly found a piece of bone in the snow. It was the skull, the hardest part. My car ran over it, but it didn't overturn. I put the skull in the car and drove back, being very careful.
I didn't mention this matter when I got home. I felt it was a bit strange. I'll ask Mao Xiaoli about it tomorrow.
I didn't expect that something would happen to Mao Xiaoli. It's so evil.
Mao Xiaoli died at home. She sent me a text message half an hour after her death, telling me that she was dead and asking me to help her with the funeral. I think it was a scheduled text message. It seems that Mao Xiaoli committed suicide.
When I went over, her parents had fainted several times from crying. I took a hand-held suitcase that Mao Xiaoli gave me, and the suicide note had everything written on it very clearly.
Mao Xiaoli was wearing mourning white. Today was Wednesday. This was something I had not expected to happen.
I did the makeup for Mao Xiaoli. All the people were there that day to see Mao Xiaoli off. No matter what, Mao Xiaoli was also a member of the crematorium.
I didn't expect that Mao Xiaoli would commit suicide. I have never understood why. She got twelve face paintings, but she committed suicide because she didn't get the thirteenth one. This is absolutely impossible. She said that she had completed the task if she got twelve.
It was seven days after Mao Xiaoli's death that I opened the box. There was a letter on top, covered with cloth underneath. I picked up the letter and read it first.
Xiaozhe:
Thank you for being my friend. I am very happy. During the days we spent together, I treated you like my younger brother. It was indeed that kind of feeling. My sister died and went with your brother-in-law. Remember, you keep these face drawings. There are thirteen in total. I failed...
Mao Xiaoli did face painting for her husband. After her husband died, she continued to do face painting. When she finished 13 face paintings and put them together, she would be able to see her husband in the afterlife and even live the same life as when he was alive. This is what Mao Xiaoli told me in a letter. But she did not succeed. She died to find her husband. I was so surprised and shocked by such an infatuated woman that I cried. (To be continued)