Mao Xiaoli tried to convince me that if I did as she said, I would be doing a good thing for the deceased. However, I was worried that there were other things involved. I couldn't imagine the outcome of this matter, so I didn't agree.
"I won't force you. Think about it again. We still have a few days."
I took the opportunity of going to the toilet to put the paper folded into a triangle and soaked in corpse oil behind the toilet tank.
I came out, sweating.
"Don't be scared, don't think too much, it's okay."
I got home in the middle of the night that day and couldn't fall asleep.
Yinyan came early in the morning and brought me breakfast.
"Is that done?"
I nodded.
"What did Mao Xiaoli tell you?"
"It's still a matter of skin. Give me some time to think about it."
"There's nothing to think about."
"She said that the deceased with face painting can see their relatives and feel their love."
Yinyan was stunned.
"Don't listen to her nonsense, that's simply impossible."
I don't know which of them is lying. Yinyan is unwilling to tell me the truth about many things. Perhaps out of protection for me, Master Zhou said that in the crematorium, the less you know, the better, and it is even better not to ask or listen, but that is impossible, this is not a vacuum.
I don't know what will happen to Mao Xiaoli. I have no idea what Li Li's trick is. They won't tell me, and I don't want to ask more. Yinyan is like this, she gets anxious when asked. I found that Yinyan is really not suitable for me, but there is something that pulls me and makes me unable to get rid of it.
When I went to work in the morning, I looked around when I entered the hospital, but I didn't see Mao Xiaoli. This made me feel a little uneasy. What kind of consequences would that thing have on Mao Xiaoli? I didn't know.
This morning's work has left me exhausted.
The job in a single room made me so anxious that I didn't see the door appear.
I took a shower, changed my clothes, and wanted to go to the office to see if Mao Xiaoli had come. Just as I was about to reach the office door, Yinyan called me and I had to go back.
"From now on, you will be missing that place. That is no longer your office."
Yinyan is always cold. She got into her car and drove away. I stood there in a daze.
I got in the car, and Zhang Xiaoxue opened the door and got in.
"Brother, grandma said she missed you."
Zhang Xiaoxue is always so simple and happy, and it seems that she has never encountered any strange things here.
I really want to meet Master Zhou, maybe she can give me some advice.
When I went over, Zhang Xiaoxue cooked while I chatted with Master Zhou.
"Xiao Ke, I heard that you have had a difficult time recently."
I just picked out some of the things that happened and told you about them.
"Your problem will have to be solved sooner or later. Of course, I know Yinyan's temper. She won't just stand by and watch. Even if she risks her life, she will help you figure it out. But, she is not suitable for you."
Master Zhou always said this, leaving me puzzled. What exactly did he mean? It seemed that Master Zhou had difficulty in putting it into words.
Master Zhou seemed to have something to say.
While eating, Master Zhou glanced at Zhang Xiaoxue and said.
"Li Li looks like an ordinary person, but she can be quite cruel when she does some things."
When Master Zhou mentioned this, I was stunned, as if Master Zhou knew something.
That day, Zhang Xiaoxue and I went to see a movie. Master Zhou insisted that I go with him, so I went.
I don’t know what the movie was about that day. Zhang Xiaoxue held my hand tightly.
When I got to work, I went straight into Mao Xiaoli's office, but it was locked, so it was obvious that she hadn't come.
After I changed my clothes and pushed the deceased to the farewell hall, I went to Mao Xiaoli's office. The door was still locked. I knew something was wrong with her. Was it related to the paper soaked in corpse oil? Master Zhou said that Li Li looked very gentle, but she was actually very cruel. Was this a reminder of something to me
I started to worry about Mao Xiaoli. I was afraid that someone would get killed, which would be terrible.
It was already past one in the afternoon when I finished my work. I sat in the office and thought for a long time. I called Mao Xiaoli on her cell phone, but the call didn't go through. The phone was turned off. What did that mean
I don’t know what Li Li and Yin Yan did to Mao Xiaoli, this is the terrible thing.
When I came out of the office, I unexpectedly saw a shadow in the corridor. It was in mourning white and ran into the morgue in a flash. I was stunned and immediately chased after it. The person in mourning white was the only one in control of this world. Mao Xiaoli was left.
I chased into the morgue, and Xiaobai's shadow went out from another door. I chased him, but he actually ran into the small building at the back. I hesitated for a moment, but still followed him.
The small building is an old-fashioned one. As I mentioned before, the corridor was quite dark. I adjusted myself for a while but didn't see Xiaobai. I listened for sounds but there was no sound. I started looking for her downstairs and downstairs, but I didn't find Mao Xiaoli, so I became a little nervous.
I have to go out. I can't stay here. It's possible that Mao Xiaoli wants to lure me here. What is she doing
I went out and drove home. I didn't want to stay here too long.
My mother called me and asked me to come over. This was the first time she called me after she moved out. When I went over, she still had a gloomy face, still the same.
"Here is the key. In his room, there is a box."
My mother didn't even let me in. When she mentioned my father, she only mentioned him, never saying "your father" or my father's name. I didn't say anything, took the key, and instead of going home, found a restaurant to drink. I seemed to like drinking, a kind of pain that I couldn't get rid of. My father also liked drinking, but he never drank too much.
It was past ten o'clock in the evening when I got home. I felt a little dizzy. I didn't know how I could get rid of such a life. I thought that with Yinyan, my life would start well. But I found that Yinyan was really not suitable for me. There was something that made me feel scared. If a person makes you feel scared, there is no way you can live together. I hope that one day Yinyan can solve my doubts.
I sat for a while without turning on the light, lit a cigarette, and sat there thinking about Mao Xiaoli. Suddenly, I heard someone breathing in the corner. I was so scared that I almost fainted. My mother had given me the key and told me that I would never return to this home. The next person who had the key was Yinyan. I had the key to her house, and she also had the key to mine.
I looked at the corner and saw someone standing there. It was my mother. I didn’t even know someone came in.
My hands were shaking as I slowly stood up and picked up the ashtray.
"who?"
I only heard the sound of breathing, it was real, it really existed. Look at the shadow, it should be a woman. She didn't answer me and was still standing there. I slowly moved towards the light switch, and suddenly turned it on. There was nothing there, nothing, not even the sound of breathing. I didn't believe it, not at all. How could this be possible
Maybe it’s because I’ve been too stressed out recently, that’s what I think, and I hope this is the case.
I took the key and opened my father's bedroom. I hadn't been in there for many years, and there was a musty smell. My father always covered his windows with black curtains, whether it was day or night. This was my father's habit, and I didn't like it very much.
I drew open the curtains, letting in the moonlight. I pushed open the window, letting in the cold air. I shuddered. My father's house has not been moved since he died. My mother was determined not to enter my father's room, saying it was filled with gloomy air.
My father's portrait was there, I closed my eyes and thought about my father.
I found the box under my father's bed. It was a black wooden box. My father especially liked the black color.
I opened the box with the key and was stunned.
They turned out to be amber necklaces, one by one, and there were so many of them. I had no idea how my father got these necklaces. I had never seen them before.
I picked one up and it was absolutely the best.
I know a master of arts and crafts, an expert in Chinese amber research, and a master of jet carving. I don't know much about these things. However, after meeting this master, I understand a little. This amber necklace surprised me because amber is a non-renewable resource. In the Middle Ages, only the amber in our city can be made into handicrafts, while the rest are used as medicine. There are very few places with amber. The current price is sold by gram, and one gram reaches 100 yuan. If there are worms, it is another matter, ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands, or even more than 200,000 yuan.
I counted them and found there were three hundred of them. I was stunned because I couldn't calculate the value of these things.
I absolutely can't think of it.
I also didn't expect that my father would leave these things to me.
There wasn't much snow today, and the weather was dry and cold, with temperatures around minus 35 or 36 degrees Celsius. It was a bit uncomfortable for people to go out.
I drove to the home of carving master Master Wang. It was snowing, so I drove very slowly.
Since Master Wang was not at home, I went to his studio again and he was working.
I went in and Master Wang made me some tea. Master Wang was a very manly man with a black beard and was a very handsome man, although he was nearly sixty years old.
After chatting for a while, I took out the three necklaces and put them on the table.
Teacher Wang looked at it for a long time before he got the hang of it, and then he looked at it for a long time and said.
"This craftsmanship is so perfect. I'm afraid there is no such technique in this province. This material is also rare."
Then he looked at me and said, "I understand where you got it from."
"My father left it to me."
"If you don't need money, keep it!"
I know that with these things, even a few hundred thousand or so would not be enough to stop them.
I never thought that my father would leave me such a precious thing.
I came out of Teacher Wang’s studio and called Yinyan, and she said she was at home.
When I went over, Yinyan was cooking at home.
"I was just about to call me."
I took out a necklace and put it on her.
"This is Amber, really?"
"certainly."
“That’s hard to come by.”
Yinyan likes it very much. Amber has the function of nourishing people and warding off evil spirits.
That day, I told Yinyan that I saw Mao Xiaoli enter the small building behind the crematorium. I didn't say that I followed her in and didn't find Mao Xiaoli, nor did I say that she lured me there. I also said that I saw a shadow in the corner of the room.
Yinyan said.
"It's okay. Everything will pass."
I want to talk to Yinyan and tell her everything, but she always avoids the topic. It seems like there is nothing I can do.
In that case, just let it be!
I drove home and stopped halfway on the road. At this time, I was faced with Mao Xiaoli's strange temptation. Where was she luring me to? There was also the door in the morgue and the shadow in the corner. I couldn't get rid of them. Things kept coming up. Even if I was a very sinister person, she wouldn't play me like this.
Master Zhou said, I am destined to work in a crematorium. If I cannot leave here, I will die early. It is like a curse. Is it really impossible to get rid of it
I lit a cigarette in the car and watched the snow falling non-stop. Snowplows were running by one after another, and there was basically no one on the streets.
I heard a knock on the car window, and when I turned my head to look, I was shocked. It was Mao Xiaoli, wearing mourning white. If she stood far away, you might not be able to see her. The snow had blended together. When I was about to open the car window, Mao Xiaoli smiled at me. That smile was a bit creepy. Then she walked slowly on the sidewalk. I was stunned for a long time, started the car, and followed her. I kept following her. Mao Xiaoli walked a little stiffly.
I followed her as she walked towards Beigou. She kept walking like that.
She went into the apple cellar. I was a little stupid. I got off the car and followed her in. The apple cellar is a cellar where apples are stored. Everyone in the city knows this.
The apple cellar is a very desolate place, a single large courtyard with a cellar in the courtyard and countless chimney-like exhaust holes on the roof of the cellar.
The person who looks after the cellar is not here today. I know there is an old man watching over it. I came here once to pull out apples, which were benefits for the employees of the crematorium.
Mao Xiaoli actually went into the cellar. I didn't know whether to go in or not. I stood there, hesitating, and suddenly I heard a shout. I screamed in fright. (To be continued)