Folk Stories About Corpse Burning

Chapter 250: Flower makeup

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It’s dawn, Zhang Wen said.

"Bury it. A dead body like this cannot be kept in custody."

Zhang Wen took me to the cemetery where Tianjin Sun was buried.

I don't understand at all how much hatred there is.

I stayed in the weaving room and did nothing. I couldn't calm down from what was happening. Tianjin Sun's screams kept ringing in my ears.

I was unwilling to give up, so ten days later, I went to Xinbin County and entered Zhayi's home. Zhayi and Zhahong were both at home.

I sat there without saying anything. I think they understood what I was doing there.

"Sun from Tianjin was originally from Xinbin County. He was also a paper-tie maker. He made a big paper-tie, but he used a paper-tie called a hook-tie to tie a person. He used it to tie my wife. They lived together for a simple reason."

"That won't be annoying, right?"

"This is a Yin method. Grinding is already good enough. It leaves bone meal. If we follow the Yin method, the bone meal will be eaten by the dog. I didn't do it, so I have done my best."

I closed my eyes and thought about the Yin Fa. There are Yang Fa, and Yin Fa? It seems that I know too little. He Dana never mentioned it, Liu Shougui never mentioned it, and my master never mentioned it.

Anyway, I don’t know whether this kind of thing is right or not, because I did it with my own hands.

"Then why let me do the grinding?"

"You know too little. He Dana owes me a life. See Zhahong? She is my daughter, but you think she is alive. In fact, she is not. I am only lending her a few years of life."

"this… "

"If you don't understand, don't ask. Go away."

I left because I knew that Zhayi was too evil. If I didn't leave, I would be kicked out of this world.

There are so many terrible things that could happen. I could never have imagined it.

Back in the weaving room, I wondered whether I should continue doing this job. This job is more terrifying than being a chemical refiner or a makeup artist.

I didn’t expect that Li Xiaohuan would call me crying and tell me that something had happened.

I went to the crematorium, dressing room No. 13. Li Xiaohuan was standing aside, looking pale and crying, and Bu Lele was standing aside, staring.

I went in and they didn't say anything. I lifted the shroud and put on makeup, which was very rare.

"It's okay, Captain Bu, please give way."

"Okay, Ke Mingzhe, if you handle this matter well, that's fine. If you can't handle it well, what will you do?"

Bu Lele is gone, still the same. I think I should have let her die at the beginning. After experiencing life and death, she still doesn't know how to cherish life. What a stupid woman.

After the door was locked, I sat down and lit a cigarette.

"Xiao Huan, how did you do it?"

"I don't know. I just put on my normal makeup."

After Li Xiaohuan said this, I felt something was not right.

I looked at the corpse again and realized that it was a snake flower.

When a person is bitten to death by a snake, it is not for no reason. It is because the snake is entangled with the person while the person is sleeping at night. This means that this person has brought disaster upon himself.

"It's not your fault. I'm going to go out for a while."

The family members were waiting outside for refining, so I called two of them aside.

"Don't refine it yet, I'll do it in a few days."

The family member jumped up and asked me why.

"The reason is very simple. This person has a grudge against the snake. If it is not resolved, even if it is refined and buried, no ashes will remain, and it will not be able to reincarnate. Moreover, your family members will also suffer this sin because it has not been repaid."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

My family members wanted to instigate me, but seeing the situation, I turned around and left.

Entered the dressing room.

"Xiao Huan, sit there and watch me put on makeup."

Li Xiaohuan was nervous, it seemed that something really happened.

I put on heavy makeup because only heavy makeup can cover the makeup, and I only have half an hour. After half an hour, the makeup is fully revealed. After I finish my makeup, I push it directly to the other hall. It’s over in ten minutes. I go into the refining room and everything is solved.

I took Li Xiaohuan out to eat.

"Master, what's going on? I'm so scared."

"This person has snake patterns. The patterns on his face are from snakes. I don't know how many snakes he ate before he died, or how many snakes he harmed. But, besides him, his ashes will also be eaten by snakes in the future, and then his family will also be unlucky."

"this… "

"This is normal. Snakes and foxes are resentful. It's best not to touch anything with spiritual energy."

Li Xiaohuan still didn’t understand, but I didn’t want to explain too much.

A few days later, the door of the weaving room was knocked open, and standing outside were the deceased's family members, a mother and a daughter.

I let them in, knowing they would find me.

"Master Ke, we are in trouble."

"What?"

"I'm sorry, we should have listened to you at the beginning, but the person died at that time and we were too excited. I hope you can understand."

"Tell me something."

I just want to get this matter over with in a simple manner.

"The deceased was my husband. He ate snakes. He loved to eat snakes. I don't know how many he had eaten. One day when he was fishing, in the middle of the night, he found himself surrounded by snakes. Countless snakes surrounded him. When he called Duo, he was screaming, shouting, and lingering..."

I understand it without you saying it. A person who eats snakes too much will have the smell of snakes on his body. People cannot smell this smell, but people are sensitive to snakes. This is normal. Snakes themselves are spiritual creatures.

"Go on."

"My daughter dreams of a giant snake every day. She goes to the hospital but it doesn't help. People say it's an evil disease. I can't help her. Please help me."

I looked at the girl, her face was bruised, and I knew this was going to be troublesome.

"Actually, this matter is not easy for me to handle. I said this at the beginning. If I hadn't been in a hurry to burn it, I might have found a way. But now..."

The woman actually knelt down in front of me. I closed my eyes and thought about what my father had done for me. I couldn't just ignore it.

"Okay, I'll think of a way to explain the matter."

I looked at the girl.

"The snake was very big, as thick as a human. It wrapped around me and kept wrapping around me, getting tighter and tighter every day. If it continued to wrap around me, I would be dead..."

The girl cried loudly.

"The snake is yellow and has three heads."

The girl was stunned for a moment, stopped crying, and nodded, nodding desperately.

"Okay, you guys go back first, nothing to do today."

After they left, I sat there thinking about it and called Liu Shougui.

He came with a bottle of wine, he has been drinking so much lately.

I made some food and drank together.

I told the story.

"I knew this was going to be a problem. It was reported in the newspaper that ten days ago, a man drove a pickaxe and dug up a snake. He also killed it and ate its meat. It was a yellow snake, a spirit snake, and a female snake. Of course, there would be problems."

"what to do?"

"Snakes have the greatest resentment and the strongest revenge. If they provoke them, it seems that it will not be easy to deal with them."

"It was his husband who caused it. It has nothing to do with them."

"I said, snakes are the most vengeful, that's why it happens."

"Is there any way?"

"Yes, we built a temple to worship the snake fairy."

"Will the folk way of playing work?"

"Will it work? If not, why do people do this? This is something from Yin studies. Some people say it is superstition. It is something from a discipline, but when building it, there are certain rules. If you build it wrong, it's all nonsense."

"Can I help them?"

"Actually, it has nothing to do with you."

"But I can't bear to watch it."

"Xiaozhe, kindness will eventually get you killed. Use kindness and don't use evil. You use it without knowing the difference between good and evil."

Liu Shougui was quite dissatisfied with me and was not happy about it. Of course, I didn't want that to happen either.

"I want to help."

"Okay, the temple will be built in three days, come find me then."

"Where?"

"His family's backyard has been provided for three generations by their ancestors, otherwise it would be in vain. There are three incense sticks a day."

I went to that house. It was a bungalow with front and back yards, and it was very tidy. It seemed that they lived a good life.

I told them the whole story, and they hesitated and didn't quite believe it. Building a temple at home was definitely an unlucky thing, but there was nothing else we could do.

They decided to build it anyway.

When I was digging the bottom of the temple, I called Liu Shougui over.

He put red soil at the bottom of the temple. I didn't understand what that meant. He whispered to me that snakes like red soil and that the resentment would slowly be resolved.

After the temple was completed in three days and the snake fairy was offered sacrifices, I returned to the zafang.

I didn't expect things to turn out like this.

I won't make paper anymore. I'll stop for a while. Someone outside asked me to hang a sign saying I'm stopped.

I'm a little confused. Thinking about these things, what happened over the years, I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't find it.

Bu Lele followed the director, the new director. Bu Lele's father had retired, so now he had to take over the job. There was no other way.

"Master Ke, go back to the crematorium and be the deputy director."

The director said this, but I don’t know this new director.

"I'm sorry, I'm an outsider. Look at me making paper rolls, it's not bad, it's not too lucrative, and it's easy."

"We know, but the crematorium needs a master like you right now."

I listened carefully and heard Bu Lele say nothing. I knew something happened at the crematorium again, otherwise they wouldn't have asked me to go back.

"I'm not going back."

I glanced at Bu Lele.

"She's back at the bureau, so you can be the director, right?"

The director was actually a little angry, which made me laugh.

"You've got me wrong."

The director stood up and turned away. I knew that everyone would be angry. It takes capital to pretend to be BI, and I had it, so I pretended to be BI.

Unexpectedly, the next day, Liu Shougui came and told me about the site director. As soon as I heard it, I understood that they were looking for Liu Shougui, my father-in-law.

"Dad, I really don't want to go back."

"Bu Lele has left. I think you should go back. This is a good opportunity. I know what you like."

Makeup is something I cannot do without. When I was making paper, I would put on makeup in front of the mirror every half a month. I know that I can't get rid of it and cannot do without makeup.

I hesitated. Liu Shougui didn't say anything. He lit a cigarette and looked at the semi-finished products in the yard.

"By the way, Tianjin Sun asked me to give you something, saying it was for me. You are a true Zhashi, and China will never see you again."

A box. It seems I deal too much with boxes. The box is there, a smaller box.

"Think about it yourself. Liu Yang is going to give birth next month, so you should go home and stay here. Don't stay here all the time. And Li Xiaohuan, you should ask her to stop living there. I'm worried if this continues."

Liu Shougui is gone, and he sees everything very clearly.

I hesitated and didn't sleep all night. I decided to go back to the crematorium. It seemed that was the way I wanted to go. It was the right way to run. I learned to stab people. It seemed like walking on a mountain road. There was no purpose, no end, and a feeling of being lost. (To be continued)