Folk Stories About Corpse Burning

Chapter 77: Cut the liver

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I was completely stunned. I actually met Master Yi Qiuju that day. She was so young and beautiful. I even touched her face. Those three guys laughed like crazy. I was really drunk.

When I woke up, He Dana was smoking and I was a little confused.

"Lin Shu agreed, tomorrow."

I stared at He Dana in a daze.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you one thing. No one dares to come into my house."

What this meant, I could not imagine.

"I think you also encountered a dream about a wrong life, because you fell asleep here with me."

"That's true."

He Dana just pushed me away without any explanation.

No matter what, whether explained or not, just treat it as a dream. In the crematorium, I just thought about it and had a dream for my whole life. I only woke up when I was about to die.

I met Master Yi at work. She looked at me and her face turned red. I thought it was very strange for someone who is about to retire.

I caught up with Master Yi and called her, but didn't ask any questions. I looked at her and she suddenly said something.

"rogue."

I was a little confused, it seemed that the dream was not unreal.

It seems that He Dana has a story, and it is a suspenseful story. I underestimated He Dana and thought he was a boaster. It seems that he is not like that. A madman has his own reasons.

The next day, I was called to Lin Shu's home, a very ordinary home. His wife was sitting in a wheelchair. She smiled at people but couldn't speak.

Looking at Lin Shu, he is just a retired chemist from a crematorium. I have seen him on the photo wall and heard some things about him. However, He Dana's photo is not on it. People say that He Dana disdains to be with these people and does not allow his photo to be put there. He is an arrogant and crazy man.

Lin Shu looked at me and didn't say anything for a long time.

He Dana smoked a cigarette and didn't say anything.

"There is a way to solve this problem. In fact, your godfather has a better solution."

I don’t understand what you mean. Does my godfather have any way to ask you for help

"Your godfather has a problem. He won't help anyone who has a grudge against him. That's his rule. So let me help you."

I didn't expect that He Dana would have such a life creed and stick to it. It's a bit strange, but there is nothing strange about such a person.

"Well, tomorrow at twelve o'clock, at midnight, you go to the refining room in the crematorium, where your master had the accident, and give away your liver."

I broke out in a cold sweat. Isn't cutting off my liver a way to seek death? You're asking me to give you my heart. You can even come up with this idea.

"I'll be there tomorrow at midnight."

He Dana pulled me out.

When I got home that day, my father was still writing and had nothing to say to me since I did this.

That home was supposed to be my home, but I couldn't go back. I went back to see my son Mingzhe when I had time, and came back to live with him at night. Yunbai had reached this point. When I saw my son wanting to jump into my arms but not daring to, I wanted to cry. At that moment, I decided to divorce Yunbai, but when I calmed down, I still didn't make such a decision. Now I don't know why.

In the middle of the night, I went to the refining room and thought, I have to cut off my liver.

I was sitting on a broken stool, smoking, when Lin Shu came in.

"Ke Zuo, take off all your clothes."

I looked at Lin Shu and felt a little scared. He seemed a little abnormal.

I took off my clothes. I would do anything for my master.

I took off my clothes, and Lin Shu pulled out a knife from his body. The knife was flashing, and I jumped away quickly. This was a life-threatening move.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

"Can you still live after having your liver removed?"

The trees in the forest were a little hot, and I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes.

"Open your eyes. This is very rude to me."

I opened my eyes and watched him pointing the knife at my liver. He gestured for a long time and then said.

"Okay, you've finished cutting the liver."

I was a little stupid, Lin Shu was gone.

The next day, I went to my master's house and the ghost was gone. It was impossible.

The master was still very angry with me, even though he knew it was for him. Of course, I didn't dare to tell him about the liver removal. I thought it was just a dream, so I gestured twice.

When I felt unwell, I went to the hospital for a check-up. The doctor also felt strange that my physical condition was not very good. After the examination, the doctor looked at me for a long time before saying anything.

"Have you ever been seriously ill?"

I thought to myself, you have just had a serious illness.

"No, everything is normal. My father has taken good care of me since I was a child. I even rarely catch a cold."

The doctor shook his head.

"That's impossible. You're missing a third of your liver."

"Then no one will die?"

"This is what I find strange. You are actually alive, and all other indicators are normal, except that your body is a little weak. The strangest thing is that your liver is actually growing."

I sat still in the chair because I wanted to stand up but couldn't.

Lin Shu could actually gesture and cut off one third of my liver, and after cutting, it could still grow. This is absolutely unimaginable.

Bai Jie came to me and said her child was sick.

I'm starting to get confused now. Reality and dreams are all mixed up. I absolutely can't figure out what's going on.

I gave Bai Jie two hundred yuan and she started crying.

"Do you remember when we were in love?"

"I'm sorry, I'm slowly forgetting. I try hard to think, but there are many things I can't remember. I think I'll forget them soon."

I think maybe forgetting is the best option. I have no other way to help Bai Jie except money or care.

I just pretended that the liver transplant never happened, but I couldn’t understand what happened in the wrong world. I asked He Dana about it, and he said.

"It's just a dream. There's a sentence. I don't know who I'm close to in the dream. The rest is just a dream."

I think that believing that He Dana is the best choice, otherwise my personality will be split.

I don't want to think about this anymore. There must be many problems in the wrong world.

He Dana is a madman, but he always does what he says. That day he said he would take me to a place after we finished the wine, and he kept his word.

That day, when I got off work and just walked out of the door, He Dana shouted, "Son, son, I think you are my son. If I wasn't for the master, would I be your son?" You are not married, and you want to recognize a son to see you off to the end of your life, right

That's what I thought, maybe not, but I can't think of a second thought.

He Dana held my hand and walked with me, which made me feel very uncomfortable. Many people who came out with us did not leave. They waited for us to leave and looked at us.

I'm a little angry.

"Don't hold my hand, I'm an adult."

He Dana was stunned for a moment, unhappy, and let go of my hand. He walked in front and I followed.

Into the mountains, this is a road into the mountains, I began to worry and fear, what on earth does this crazy He want to do? He looked back from time to time, a man in his seventies, but he walked faster and more easily than me on the mountain road.

An hour and a half later, I saw the corner of a house in the woods. That should be the house, and a road was also built. It turned out that there was no road after walking for half an hour.

“This is my home.”

He Dana actually said that this was his home, Hedong Garden. It sounds like the place we have today, but the other places are not. There was a garden there before liberation, but it disappeared and it has been called that ever since. However, there is actually a twelve-story building there, which was left over from the war period and is called Building B. It was left over by that country and is a command center. It is not surprising, as those who can live there are not ordinary people. In that era, there were not many people living in buildings, and there were not many buildings in the entire city, let alone a twelve-story building, which was actually called an apartment. It can be seen that this city had a glorious period.

He calls this place home, so that place is not his home. It is just a house. People are like this. No matter how messy it is, it is still home. No matter how luxurious it is, it may not be home.

As I walked closer, I saw that it was actually a house, a southern building. This struck me as quite strange. I didn't want to ask more questions, nor did I want to say more.

He pushed the door open and went in. He could see that the place was beautiful and the design was that of a garden.

"Son, I will teach you everything here. Things you don't understand in the crematorium, and things other people don't understand either, are in my apartment. In fact, that was just a wrong life. Of course, I won't let you stay there. You are just going back there temporarily. That apartment is not clean. A minister died there. After the minister's death, his ghost will linger for thousands of years. I can live here because I am the only one who can suppress it. Who do you think lives there?"

I understand, it’s the wrong world. I’m really not in that wrong world anymore.

"How did I end up in the wrong world?"

"In fact, some people dream, and suddenly one day, they feel that this thing is so familiar? Because you have experienced it in the dream, this is the former mistake, and you are the latter mistake. This is very simple. You are familiar with it in the dream, and the former mistake is to feel familiar with it in reality, as if it has happened. In fact, you are in the dream. No matter before or after, it happened in reality."

What He Dana described actually happened before I arrived at the crematorium. I thought it was just a dream, but it turned out to be true. It seems that he knows a lot.

This courtyard is exquisite, especially the details, and a lot of thought has been put into it, I can see that.

He Dana took me into a room.

"Son, this is your room from now on. Come here every Monday. Remember, that's my room. You can only walk along this small bridge to my room. Don't walk along other roads, and don't enter any room. There are a total of 18 rooms here, and you can't enter any of them."

I didn't feel anything weird, but after hearing this, I did find it weird. He Dana's waters were too deep. It was impossible to build such a yard without money. Many things were transported from the south, including the stones, which were absolutely not available in the north. They were the kind that were transparent.

Sat on the veranda drinking tea and left when it was getting dark.

That day I felt that He Dana suddenly became serious, without any sense of madness. I thought he must have a dual personality. In fact, he was not crazy, he just acted like a madman outside.

When I got home, my father looked at me and said Yunbai had been there, but didn't say what it was.

My head hurts when I hear the word Yun Bai, I don’t know why.

The next day, after I got off work, I went home. Yunbai told me to live at home for the sake of the child, but there were a lot of rules. In addition to staying two meters away from the child and not being able to hold the child, I was also not allowed to enter other rooms. When I got home from get off work, I had to take off my clothes outside, and put on new clothes from inside to outside. I didn't want to accept it, but when I saw the expectant look in my son Mingzhe's eyes, I agreed. My son Mingzhe smiled, and that made me happiest. I could endure everything for my son.

I returned home and lived there. I could see my son every day, but there was a distance between us and he resisted. But there was nothing we could do. We couldn't get closer. I wanted to hug him, and after I hugged him, Yunbai would know and smell that odor. I was wondering how she could smell it. I knew that we had a odor on us, but we were not so sensitive. The odor on us refiners was very light, almost unscentable. We took a shower and changed clothes every day, so it was impossible for him to smell it. It could only be a psychological effect.

But Yunbai is so sensitive, which is something I can’t imagine.

I don't want to think about these things. If I think about it, there is only one way, which is to leave the crematorium. I have tried it, and leaving is like dying. I know I can't leave this place.

The next day was not Monday, and it was not my shift, but I was more nervous than when I was at work. I went to He Dana’s courtyard in the mountains, which he called Utopia, and it really was like that.

I went and arrived at around nine o'clock.

"You're a little late. Wait until eight o'clock."

He Dana’s seriousness is a little hard for me to accept.

He Dana took me into my room and said after we sat down.

"You stay here for a day, and something will happen. I'm not here, and I have something to do. But no matter what happens, don't leave this yard. Get a feel for it. I will teach you slowly. If I'm not back before dark, you go home."

He Dana left and left me in this place which he thought was a paradise. I was stunned because I didn't know what would happen. He said something would happen. Maybe for him, it would be just a small matter, but for me, it would be a life-threatening matter.

He Da left. I looked out the window and saw southern-style buildings, some high and some low, but all different. They were really perfect. It was obvious that the title of Crazy He was probably only known to outsiders, and they didn't know his true self. (To be continued)