After hearing this, He Dana refused to let me burn the body, saying it was retribution and there was nothing we could do about it, and asked the family to burn the body themselves.
If the family members cremate the body themselves, it will not be able to be reincarnated. Only a professional cremator can cremate it. Or you can send it to a crematorium. But no cremator will cremate such a corpse. Not all corpses sent to the crematorium will be accepted and cremated.
"But Yun Bai asked me to do it."
He Dana stopped talking. He never said much about Yun Bai, and it was difficult for him to say anything about such things. I have a problem. I am too kind. This is the biggest failure in my life. Being kind depends on the time.
He Dana said nothing more.
"Is there any way?"
"You have to find the person he killed. If the person is dead, you can only communicate through the Yin. You can't do this, but I can, but it's dangerous. What's more, even if you find it, you can't make it public. Then the dead person will come to trouble you. He is a flower corpse. This is retribution."
"But… "
"Okay, I'll go with you. This will be the last time."
He Dana was very unhappy. He went to Fu County, entered the room, locked the door, and then he lifted the shroud and threw it aside. The corpse was getting worse and worse.
"You see, the ghost is haunting him because of the lives he owes. How are you going to burn it? Are you going to burn the ghost or him?"
I'm totally out of ideas.
"Ask his family. They must know about this. Find the family where the victim was killed. Anyway, the person is already dead. It's compensation. What do you do? Let the ghost leave and then you can burn it."
We came out and asked the man's father.
"It's impossible that he killed someone. My son is honest. I just didn't expect that he would die at such a young age."
"You know?"
He Dana stared closely.
"I have no idea."
"If you do this, this body can't be burned. If it's not burned, it won't be reincarnated."
“It has to be burned.”
"I'm afraid no one will burn it for you, Xiao Zuo, forget it, let's go."
"Master Ke, you can't leave. You promised me and you promised Yun Bai."
"I'm sorry, I really can't burn it. You're not telling the truth."
"But… "
"People are dead. Even if the police come, what can they do?"
The old man sighed and said after sitting down.
"He also made a mistake. This happened three years ago. We were friends since childhood. Who would have thought that something like this would happen? There's really nothing we can do."
"Go to his house and tell him what happened."
"No, we can't afford to offend that family. If we tell them, my son's body will probably be chopped into pieces."
"Then I'll tell you the truth, the ghost of the dead man is on your son's body, and we can't burn him."
"This, this..."
Anyway, this matter is troublesome. He Dana would have other ways, but he doesn't use them. He told me that what you owe must be repaid. If you do something wrong and help to cheat, you will have to pay it back in the end, which is definitely not a good thing.
When I got home that day, Yunbai came again.
"Forget it, let them figure it out on their own!"
I didn't say anything. I really didn't want to get involved in things like this.
But I didn't expect that the family would come to the crematorium to find me, beg me, and even kneel down in front of me. This was really troublesome.
"There's really no way to fix this. You have to let the family know and then let the ghost leave the body."
"Is there really no other way?"
"there is none left."
"Well, just bury him directly. Bury him directly. Whether he will be reincarnated or not is up to him."
I shook my head. I didn't want to say too much about such things. If the body was buried directly, it would be unlucky for the living. Generations would die and be poor, and it would be like this for six years.
This matter makes me feel a little uncomfortable, but I can't control it.
They really buried the person. This was a debt they had to pay back, and they accepted their fate.
I was resting that day and thinking about this matter at home when the manager came.
"Master Ke, follow me to the field."
I followed them and found a cave on one side of the site. The cave was blocked by the wall of the house when it was built. The house had been empty all the time. Over the years, water seeped in and the wall collapsed, revealing the cave.
"See? We didn't expect there would be such a cave."
I watched without saying anything, because a cold wind was blowing out from inside. If it was an ordinary cave, there would not be such wind, only cold wind. It was strange that there was a cave in this cave.
There are no less than a hundred air-raid shelters in this city, which is normal, but I think this cave is a bit strange.
"Go in and take a look."
I shook my head.
"I think we should just fix this wall."
The director was stunned.
"Or maybe we can make use of it. If we put the old corpses here, they won't take up much space. We have nearly a hundred old corpses now, and some haven't been claimed for years. There's really nothing we can do."
I know that the old morgue will be full soon and there really won’t be any more room.
"Shall we both go in together?"
"Of course, I will call the director as well. There is strength in numbers."
I think it has nothing to do with the number of people.
The director came and the three of us went in together. I walked in front and the wind was very strong.
Where the flashlight shines, I can see that there are rooms one by one. There are no doors in the rooms, only a square hole, and I can see inside. I shine the light inside, and then I am startled. There is a corpse inside. There is the same in the other rooms, two, three, and up to five. They are all different. Looking at the clothes, they are actually from the Qing Dynasty. This is the old morgue. It is so evil. I can't find the entrance. How did they put it in? It is really strange.
I kept walking inside, and there were still rooms on both sides, none of which was empty. At the end, I saw a stone door, half-open. I hesitated, wondering whether to go in.
"Go in and take a look."
The director is very courageous. He came from the bureau and used to be a secretary there. He is not familiar with such things, so he is very courageous.
He went in and then rushed out.
"What's wrong?"
"I was scared to death. Hanging coffins are small coffins, only the size of a palm, hanging there one by one like wind chimes."
I was shocked. I had never heard of it or seen it before.
"Let's go out and don't tell anyone about this."
After we went out, the manager said.
"Master Ke, please decide what to do about this. Now that there's a hole, I'm afraid it's not just the water that's causing the wall to collapse. We're in trouble."
"I see."
I went to Ji Yihe and settled the matter.
"I'll go take a look at the crematorium when no one is around. I've never seen this kind of hanging coffin before."
Ji Yihe knows a lot about coffins, having been making coffins and urns all his life.
After dark, we went over and entered the cave, and I told him about the corpses inside.
"This shouldn't be an air-raid shelter from the Japanese occupation period. This is a very old natural cave. It's just that this room was covered from the back. What crime did they commit? Or something else? How did they get in here without a door?"
Ji Yihe was also confused. We arrived at the stone gate, went in, shone the flashlight inside, and saw a palm-sized coffin hanging. We were horrified. I hadn't seen it, but what I saw was completely different from what I imagined. It was so scary.
I just couldn't think about it. How could this happen? I'm afraid this is really a big problem.
Ji Yihe looked at it and talked for a long time.
"There are no two alike. If I count them, there must be two or three hundred of them. Each one is exquisite. But what's inside them?"
I shook my head and didn't move. I was scared.
Ji Yihe looked at me and said.
"I'm going to pick a few and take them back to have a look."
"I think it's best not to move until you figure it out."
"It's okay, it's just a coffin, isn't it? It's just a little smaller, a little more, just hung up."
I don't think so. Ji took off four small coffins from one box.
"Let's go."
I followed Ji Yihe's home, where he cooked and poured wine. Ji Yihe was very happy and was not in a hurry to open the box.
"Look, this is definitely the work of an ancient carving master. It's so exquisite. I thought I was the only one who liked to make these things, but I didn't expect that they already existed in ancient times."
This palm-sized coffin is indeed beautiful. Each one has a different pattern, which is completely creative. However, most of them are punishments. Some are hugging a red-hot stove, some are being ground into powder, and some are walking barefoot on hot coals...
These are all related to hell and what happens after death.
“I guess these palm-sized coffins are just for appreciation, right?”
When I said this, Ji Yihe smiled.
"Then you just don't understand. No coffin is empty, no matter how big or small it is. Always remember this."
I don't know what the rules are, but since Ji Yihe said so, there should be something in this small coffin. It should be human bones. Since it is a coffin, what else can be put in it
"Master Ji, how did you put those bodies in there? There was no door, just a small opening."
"I don't understand this. I think you are still He Dana. Let me study these small coffins and open one to see."
Ji Yihe picked up a coffin, studied it for a long time and said.
"It's absolutely true. This is a wooden buckle lock. It's a method that has been lost for nearly a thousand years. Press this and it will open."
The small coffin was opened. Ji Yihe looked inside and shuddered with fear. Inside was a transparent, wax-sealed small bottle with an eye in it, an eye, and that eye looked like the eye of a living person.
Ji Yihe closed the coffin and said after a long pause.
“It’s like these eyes are looking at me, seeing me.”
Ji Yihe was a little disappointed.
"Hasn't that happened to you?"
"No, not at all. I seem to be very familiar with those eyes. Whose eyes are they?"
I stood there in a daze. I saw the look, but I was too far away to see it clearly.
"What do you mean?"
"I am familiar with these eyes, but I can't remember where they came from. But this is unlikely. This small coffin is definitely from the Qing Dynasty, at least two or three hundred years old. How could it be the eyes of a modern person?"
"Maybe it's just the same. It should be the eyes of those corpses in the small room."
"I think so too. No, open another one."
As soon as Ji Yi opened the box, I leaned over to take a look. After reading it, I screamed out loud. I never expected... (To be continued)