When I got home, Yunbai was not at home. I still had the key. She had taken Xiaozhe back to her parents' home, so I went into the house.
I found the man's birth date. On the man's birthday, Yun Bai actually gave the man one of my jade axes and wrote the man's lunar birthday on a piece of paper. Yun Bai has a hobby of writing down what he needs to do on paper in advance for fear of forgetting. I know this very well.
When I got the man's birth date, I hesitated. No matter what, it was a life, but my hatred was greater than at the beginning. Every day it was like a growing child, growing up a little bit, and I didn't know how big it would be.
I work one day and take a day off. During the rest time, I go to Ge Zhu's place or He Dana's place. I don't go home before nine o'clock in the evening. I go to bed as soon as I get home. I can see my father's worry, but I can only say sorry because I dare not face my father. My father has been an upright person all his life. I cannot face my father for what I have done. I admit this, so I don't like to go home.
Bone splicing is not an easy task, and there are too many things to pay attention to. If you make a mistake, you will be the one who suffers.
I have been working on it seriously, never before.
He Dana has been teaching me a lot of things. When we were drinking, he would speak unnaturally, and I would listen slowly. He was called Crazy He Dana. Now it seems that he has calmed down and has lost his legs. But there is one thing I still don’t understand. Although he has no legs, he can actually walk sometimes, but it is only after dark. I asked him about it, and he just said, “You will be able to do it in the future.” I didn’t understand what he meant. Will I also have no legs in the future
Ge Zhu didn't move, and didn't do the finger painting again. Among the people in that girl's eyes, there was actually me in the wrong life. It was the wrong life when I was called Xiao Si. Ge Zhu saw it, but she didn't say it clearly. Even if she let me see it, I saw it, but I didn't say it. This matter has always been in my heart. How could this happen? What does the wrong life have to do with this life
Now I find that a person’s wrong life, or the previous life, will always have some connection with this life. It’s a bit confusing. Maybe I haven’t figured it out, maybe it’s just like that, or maybe I just discovered it.
No one knows about the bone-fighting. I am doing it quietly. This man is dead, and he will die miserably.
I met Ji Yihe in the past few days. Ji Yihe sells funeral products. He has always been there. He is about the same age as me. This person has a strange hobby, which is to make his own urns. He makes them very delicately. I saw him in the funeral products store and felt that he was not an ordinary person.
He came to me and called me Master Ke. Everyone wants to be respected, so I felt embarrassed when he called me that.
"Master Ke, I have a distant relative who sent it this year. Thank you for your help."
"No problem. Clear the furnace, first furnace, and let the family come to me."
I didn't think it was a big deal. It was simple. It didn't matter who was doing the refining. It was just cleaning the furnace. It was not necessary.
After this incident, Ji Yihe invited me to his home for a drink in Huiyuanxiang. He was a heavy drinker and I liked to drink too, and we had similar personalities. I stayed there that day.
I told him about it that day, but he didn't say anything. I said that because I was drunk and I didn't want to hold it in anymore.
After going back to work, we didn't keep in touch. Although we worked in the same unit, we seldom met as we were all busy with our own things. By the time I finished my work, he had already left, so we rarely ran into each other.
Just when I was almost done with the bone-stitching, Ji Yihe came to find me and asked me to go to Da Lai for dinner.
We were in a private room in Da Lai, and Ji Yihe handed me a sarcophagus. I was stunned at the time, and he didn't say anything else.
The sarcophagus was very heavy. I carried it home. I knew what I had to do. Ji Yihe did this because he understood me, but why did he do this? I didn’t know. This was definitely not a good thing. At this time, I completely didn’t understand Ji Yihe.
The bone splicing was completed a week later. I carved the man's birth date on the back of the bone. I knew that the man would die, and that it would be at the moment of his birth. I sat in that room all night. I didn't know whether it was right or wrong to do so. At this moment, I could have destroyed the bone splicing and nothing would have happened. But I didn't.
I'll go to He Dana's place at dawn.
"Son, there are some things you can actually let go of."
"What?"
"Bone fighting."
I was shocked. He Dana actually knew that
"How do you know that?"
I frowned and stared.
"Your glaring eyes are very scary. Others may not notice it, but I, He Dana, can't see it either. People who fight with bones have a kind of yin energy. Look at your face, it's blue. This is not the blue of not sleeping well, but the blue of ghosts."
I was stunned for a long time and said.
"Then what do you want me to do?"
"Once you've done it, the hatred will last a lifetime and will never go away."
I don't know whether it is right or wrong to do this. My father taught me to always be a kind person, but I can't do it. He Dana also said that people have both good and evil. Evil is in the heart, and it is terrible if it comes out. People will always do some evil things in their lives. This is understandable. There is no one who has not done evil things, just big evil or small evil.
Maybe He Dana was right. When I got home that day, my father had prepared food and wine for me. While we were drinking, my father said.
"Everyone has a bad side. If you can control it, you are a good person. If you can't control it, just this once, you are not a bad person."
I was stunned by my father's words. Actually, he knew everything, but he just didn't say it. I was his son. He could give his life to me and even lose his life for me. How could he not know everything about his son? Only then did I realize how great my father was.
"Thank you, Dad. Don't worry. Your son knows his limits."
At that moment I decided to give up.
At night I went to the morgue, a room that had not been used for a long time. I felt a chilling aura in it. I don't know how many bodies were stored there in the past.
I didn't give up in the end, and it was only then that I felt the horror of hatred.
I hesitated, and on the next day when I was resting, I was wandering around the street aimlessly. I unexpectedly saw Yun Bai and that man flash by on the street. I was about to give up, but at this moment I decided not to give up.
I took the sarcophagus to the morgue at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. I think I looked horrible and hideous at that time.
I have the ability to place objects in the air. This is what He Dana taught me. I didn't believe it at the time. Of course, what he taught me was a weird method. I won't explain it here. Everyone has a kind of potential. This ability to place objects in the air is originally a human instinct, but people have degenerated in this era.
I put a bone in the sarcophagus, then carried it to the pit that I knew, and put it in the pit. When I came back, it was already dawn. I sat in the refining room and knew that the man was dead. I thought he was dead and there was no way he could run away. This was a death curse that could not be changed.
That man died. I found out about it when I went to Master Yunzheng's house to see Xiao Ke. Yunbai hadn't been back for a few days. That man fell ill and died. I didn't hold my son. Master Yunzheng has always been quiet and drank. Master Yunzheng always feels that he owes me something about this matter. I told him that it has nothing to do with him, but he doesn't think so.
That day, Master and I drank until midnight, and then I went to Yunbai's place, my home, but I felt that it was no longer home.
The lights in the house were on. Standing outside the door, I heard faint crying. I knocked on the door, and the crying stopped. The door opened and Yun Bai's eyes were red. I wanted to slap her, but I didn't. I turned around to leave, and she said.
"You shouldn't have done this. You killed him."
"In fact, I want to kill you too."
Yun Bai shuddered and dared not say anything else.
From that moment on, my heart died, as for Yun Bai.
Ge Zhu and I became closer. Ge Zhu never explained about the me who was covering the painting, and I didn't ask because I wanted to wait for her to explain.
On Ge Zhu's birthday, I gave her a gift. It was a necklace made by Hao Fei. It was very delicate and exquisite. I knew that Hao Fei put a lot of thought into it. My name was on it. I gave it to Ge Zhu because she has a lot in common with Hao Fei. Sometimes I have the illusion that it was when Hao Fei was little and we were lying on the grass together. I like the smell of grass, especially the smell of crushed grass. I am always intoxicated by it, and it is still the same now.
Ge Zhu also liked the necklace, and I told her that it was made by Hao Fei. She was gradually getting to know Hao Fei, but she had never been jealous. She even asked me to tell her story about Hao Fei when she had nothing to do. I felt that this was a woman who could understand me.
He Dana came to the crematorium to find me. He rolled his wheelchair here by himself, but he didn't howl as loudly as before. He went straight to the door of the refining room. I was scared when I saw him.
"Godfather, why did you come here by yourself?"
"I have something to do. I have to come. Remember, don't take the road to the crematorium. Take the mountain road today."
After saying that, He Dana left. I don’t know what he figured out. I frowned and stared at him as he walked away. I could see that he was really good to me.
I don’t know why He Dana didn’t let me take the road to the crematorium, but asked me to take the mountain road. There is a mountain road on the west side of the crematorium, which is not often used.
Those are steps. There was a reason for building this back road. It is a path for ghosts to walk on, so almost no one walks on it. When you go forward, ghosts walk behind. If there were no such steps, ghosts would gather here and disasters would occur. It's the same as some units need to put lions or unicorns at the door.
I don't understand why I have to take the ghost road, but He Dana said that I must go and I must not take the road to the crematorium.
After I finished my work, I went to Ge Zhu's office, where she was sitting waiting for me.
I asked her to walk the ghost road, but she walked there and stopped, looking at me, not wanting to leave.
"We must go."
"Can you give me a reason?"
"At least I don't know now."
Ge Zhu didn't say anything else and followed me along the road. The road was deserted and overgrown with weeds.
We walked along this road for forty minutes, went down the mountain, and took Ge Zhu to Dali for dinner.
Ge Zhu told me what happened in that girl’s eyes that day.
"That was your wrong life. There was a tangle in this life, but it wasn't too big. However, the death of this girl was due to your wrong life. You shouldn't have been in that life."
I didn't say anything. I felt strange about the wheel of wrong life. In that life, my name was Xiao Si, and Yi Qiuju was a little girl there. I was suddenly startled and frowned. That finger-print painting looked too much like Yi Qiuju.
"Master Yi?"
"Well, this happened in the wrong life. The one who died was Yi Qiuju from that life. Your dream will continue, and then you will know how she died. Of course, it was the wrong life, but..."
Ge Zhu didn't say anything further, but I knew something was going to happen. (To be continued)