Folk Stories About Corpse Burning

Chapter 50: Bone ball

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I got up late in the morning and went straight to the crematorium. Zhao Tie had already prepared everything. I went to carry the body, pushed it in, put it on the shelf, and pushed it in. Zhao Tie asked me.

"Master, if I keep doing this for my whole life, I won't be able to find a partner."

"I don't think anyone is single. You're wearing a watch."

Zhao Tie pulled his sleeves down and hid them behind him. Those were the dead person’s things. I don’t approve of doing this. My master did it, but I never do it.

"If you don't want to do this, you can leave now."

"But I like the salary here."

I know that everyone likes money. Working here, going to a restaurant and ordering a few dishes is a very impressive thing. Da Lai Restaurant is a state-owned restaurant and is the best restaurant in the city. We go there often because we have money. One month's salary is enough to buy us enough food for ten or eight days.

We were talking nonsense, but Zhao Tie was still dazed. After two incidents, nothing happened to him again and he settled down. However, he was still dazed inside. This was not a good way to go. If he didn't settle down, he would not be able to work here for long.

"Master, you said that my classmates looked at me like I saw a ghost and ran away. They even refused to go to dinner when I wanted to treat them."

"Everyone has his own world. You have to learn to change here. If you don't have that circle, you can create a new circle of your own."

In fact, it was the same when I first came here. I was holding corpses and burning them all day long. Who wouldn't be stunned? Who knows, and they don't want to deal with such unlucky people. But after they die, they will be sent here to be burned. To put it bluntly, maybe one day a familiar classmate will be burned. This is a happy thing. Finally, I have done something for my classmates, the last thing, and I have to burn it well, burn it for a while, so that the bones are broken. Of course, it is impossible to burn it completely into ash and small pieces. The equipment is not good, so I have to smash it in the end.

When I went to Bai Jie's house after get off work, she was back to normal, but her expression seemed a little strange.

We went out shopping and I asked Bai Jie.

"What happened?"

"I don't know either. That day I was suddenly seduced by a shadow, a shadow that I couldn't see clearly. I followed it, and I couldn't control myself. I entered a door on the north wall of the dressing room. There was no door there, but a door appeared. I followed it, and after entering, it seemed like another world. It was a blue world, light blue, all blue, just like in a dream. I followed the shadow and kept walking. I couldn't see the shadow clearly. The trees there were blue, the water was blue, and the flowers were blue..."

I think that should be what Master Yun Zheng said, the world of souls, the soul has its own world, of course ghosts also have their own world, but there is no road, so they cannot communicate. Bai Jie actually entered the world of souls.

"And then?"

"Later, I met a gray shadow, and then another one came and seemed to be fighting with the blue shadow..."

I think I understand it all. That is the world of souls. I didn't believe it before, but this time I believe it. Master Yun told me that when people die, they live in another way, maybe the world of souls, or the world of ghosts, or a world we don't know about. Of course, if you want to go to another world, there are many ways besides death, but they are very dangerous. After all, it is not the same world, and that will cause a lot of trouble.

I didn’t believe what Master Yunzheng said at that time, but now I have to believe it.

"You went to a world of spirits."

After I said that, I looked at Bai Jie. She didn't say anything and just held my hand tightly.

"In the future, be careful. If you can't tell left from right, you can tie something on your left wrist and you will know left from right."

"Um."

Actually, I am a little confused about what happened. Master Yunzheng said that there are many souls in the crematorium. Actually, I have never really seen a soul or met a soul. I even said that there are many ghosts. I don’t know what ghosts look like. Why can those souls and ghosts appear in our world, but we can’t appear in their world? No one gave me an answer, but I know that sooner or later, the answer will come, but many people are reluctant to mention it, like Master Yunzheng.

The next day, it was time to rest and it was Master Yunzheng's shift. Zheng Qing actually came to see me.

"The dead flowers in my office are blooming again, dying and blooming again. I think Liu Xiaojing might come back, which is not a good thing."

I shuddered. This really couldn't be a good thing. So what should I do

"Come with me to the lake-viewing terrace."

To be honest, I really don't want to go, and I don't want to get involved in this weird thing.

Zheng Qing’s eyes told me that I had to go whether I wanted to or not, so I followed him.

When I saw the lake again, the fog was so thick that I couldn’t see more than ten meters away. I sat on the lake-viewing platform.

"Can the corpse ship come?"

"Yes, I think so. Do you remember the story Liu Xiaojing told about that ethnic group? All the people in the ethnic group died because of the "Spiritual Song". I can hum that song, but I have always been confused about the meaning of this song. Can a song kill people?"

"Guangling San seems to have been recorded in history."

After I finished speaking, I looked at Zheng Qing, but he didn't say anything.

"How do you know "Spiritual Song"?"

"Liu Xiaojing hummed it once, and I remembered it right away."

I think Zheng Qing is lying. If Liu Xiaojing heard it for the first time, she wouldn't be so nervous, or there might be other reasons. Anyway, I don't want to ask any more questions. It would be meaningless.

Suddenly, the sound of "Spiritual Song" started, very softly, sounding vague and creepy. I stood up immediately, and Zheng Qing also stood up, and we stared into the fog.

After a few minutes, I could vaguely see the ship and "Spiritual Song" stopped. I was worried that people would die after hearing "Spiritual Song", because an entire nation died after listening to this song, and there was nothing special about me.

The big ship was getting closer and closer, and Liu Xiaojing could be seen standing at the bow.

“That really came back.”

I could tell that Zheng Qing didn't like her coming back, and I didn't want her to come back either. It was a very scary thing. Maybe Liu Xiaojing was a person from another world, or a soul, or a ghost, anyway, not from our world. How did she do it? Zheng Qing didn't know, and it was even less likely that I would know.

Liu Xiaojing and Zheng Qing must have many secrets that are unknown to outsiders, or so to speak, about their transactions.

After the boat pulled alongside, Liu Xiaojing jumped off with a smile, and the ship moved back and slowly disappeared into the fog.

"Master, I'm back."

"Okay, okay, I'm glad you're back."

Zheng Qing's answer sounded a little weak, I could hear that, and Liu Xiaojing could hear it even more. She came over and took my hand. I shivered, but it was still cold. I wanted to break free, but I failed.

Liu Xiaojing goes to work and puts on makeup every day. It seems that nothing else has changed. Except that the dead flowers bloom more luxuriantly, nothing else happens.

However, one day, I discovered a secret, a secret that terrified me to death, which I stumbled upon by accident.

That day, after I finished my work, I went to Zheng Qing's office. I wanted to go drink with him and learn more about things. I pushed the door open and Zheng Qing screamed, "Ah!" and something in his hand fell to the ground. The things were as big as glass balls, and there were more than ten of them. He was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly picked up the balls, counted them, and then put them in the black box. After locking them in the drawer, his face turned unhappy.

"Why didn't you knock?"

"You can't knock or give in at a crematorium, don't you know?"

In the crematorium, no matter which room you go to, you cannot knock on the door. That is the ghost knocking on the door. Only ghosts will knock on the door. In this place, if there is a knock on the door, you cannot answer it, and you cannot say come in, don't make any sound, and then stop knocking. If you answer it, the person coming in is not a person, but a ghost, or a soul, or something in another form.

Zheng Qing felt that he had said something inappropriate and asked me.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

"I'd like to invite you to have a drink at Dalai."

"Okay, I want to drink some too."

We went to Da Lai to drink, ordered four dishes, and sat there, Zheng Qing said.

"Having money means comfort. People who come to big state-owned restaurants are either rich or have status."

The Da Lai Hotel in that era was equivalent to today's five-star hotel, which most people could not afford.

Zheng Qing and I were drinking, and I wanted to ask him about Liu Xiaojing, but then that incident came up and I didn't feel comfortable asking any more questions.

"Don't tell anyone about what you saw today. It won't do anybody any good."

"What is that?"

"You shouldn't know anything you shouldn't know. The less you know, the better. Got it?"

I nodded. Of course I knew this. My master told me.

That day, I felt that Zheng Qing was a little strange, his behavior was different from usual. Maybe the thing I bumped into was a secret to him. What was that thing? It was definitely not a glass ball. An adult would not play with that thing. Maybe it was something else.

The next day, I went to work and let Zhao Tie do it on his own. Only three people were burned to death that day, so it was quite easy.

I went to Master Yunzheng's house and he was tending to flowers in the yard.

"Master, there is one thing I want to ask you."

Master Yunzheng lifted it up.

"Sit down and talk."

I said while sitting on a small stool.

"Master, what are those round, white balls?"

This thing was exactly what Zheng Qing dropped on the ground. After listening to this, Master Yunzheng looked at me blankly and then put the flower pot aside.

"Wife, cook."

The chef didn't say anything during this time and just kept smoking until the dishes and wine were served.

"Where did you see it?"

The master was a little too serious, maybe that matter was really very important.

"I, I just dreamed about it."

I don't want to say it. I don't know what it is. Zheng Qing also told me not to tell anyone.

The master slammed the table so hard that I jumped up.

"sit down."

The master ordered me to sit down, but my butt was hanging in the air and I didn't dare to sit down firmly.

"explain."

"I, I saw it in Zheng Qing's office."

I told the master what happened whole time, and he thought for a long time before speaking.

"Don't mention it to anyone, just forget it."

"What is that?"

"I'll tell you later."

"I want to know now."

I also became stubborn. I thought the master would get angry, but he didn’t. He pondered for a long time and said.

"That ball is something on a person's body, a bone ball. Not everyone has it. It only appears when the Yin Qi is accumulated enough."

I was a little dumbfounded. They were actually things from a human body. No wonder Zheng Qing was so nervous. What was he doing with those things

"What does he do with that?"

"Don't ask me about this. You will find out slowly in the future."

"It's related to Liu Xiaojing."

"You are very smart, but you are smart in the wrong place. Just pretend that this incident never happened and don't tell anyone. If this incident gets out, it will be a big deal, not just the other big things."

I was nervous. This incident made me realize that in my heart, if I never told anyone about this, I would probably die.

I didn't dare to ask any more questions. If I asked again, the master would definitely kick me to death. (To be continued)