Watching the staff member walk in, I took out a hundred yuan from my wallet. Zong Bao whispered: "What are you doing with the money?"

I didn't respond. I held the money in my hand and went up to him. I shook the staff member's hand and said, "I'm sorry. I mainly wanted to see my sister. Didn't she like flowers when she was alive? I will bring her to you."

A pot was planted on the edge of her grave."

The staff member raised his eyebrows, glanced at the camellias I was holding, and then took the money into his hand: "Is it possible to plant flowers today? If the wind doesn't blow, they will break and they won't survive."

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"Hey, it's just a thought."

"Okay, be careful, don't occupy other people's land, otherwise we will pull it out for you, so don't blame us."

"Hey, thank you, thank you." Turning around, I glanced at Zong Bao: "Let's go."

Zong Bao was speechless: "There is such a thing. I can't even plant flowers."

"They are equivalent to the property here. Okay, since this cemetery is relatively desolate now, if it were more formal, we wouldn't have to pay 100 yuan."

The wind was quite strong, but when I walked up, the whooshing cold wind suddenly became softer. I looked around Fang Xuehua's cemetery and finally decided to bury the child under the evergreen pine tree opposite her tombstone.

It was cold, the soil covered with snow was very hard, and the folding shovel was small, so Zong Bao couldn’t bear it. I had no choice but to light three sticks of incense, put them in front of Fang Xuehua’s monument, and opened my mouth: “Aunt Xuehua, my child.

I brought it to you, please help him and let him be buried quickly so that he will suffer less."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zong Bao inserted the shovel into the soil and said: "Okay, Jiaolong, okay! Loosen, loosen!!"

I didn't turn around to look at him, but looked at Fang Xuehua in the photo helplessly: "Aunt Xuehua, the children have been sent here, let's put down the things that need to be put down. I will let him stay with you here for two years first, and then wait.

If you think about it completely, just give me a dream, and I will find someone to release you and let you go. From now on, you should go on the road, and I will help the child to be a blessing and let him go down and be reincarnated as soon as possible."

"Jiaolong, how do you plant it? It just breaks the flowerpot."

I nodded and watched Zong Bao slam the flowerpot to the ground, then pulled it twice with his hand, and exclaimed in excitement: "What the hell is this dry thing?"

It was a black, dried child. Zong Bao looked at me speechlessly: "This is not ashes."

I sighed, wearing leather gloves on my hands and not shying away from anything. I took the child and buried it directly in the hole dug by Zong Bao under the evergreen pine. Then I slowly covered it with soil, opened the bag, and took out the shopping bags on the road.

The children's clothes and food were burned directly, and the camellia tree was planted next to it. The fire was very big. Zong Bao looked at me and said: "There is no need for an urn. What if his body is covered with insects?"

What can I do if I knock something off?"

"It's okay, this will be his home from now on. As long as he has enough blessings, this body will be useless."

He is a child, not an adult, so it doesn't matter whether he is buried or not.

When the burning was almost done, I turned around and looked at Fang Xuehua's tomb, bowed and opened my mouth: "Aunt Xuehua, what is right and what is wrong is over. The sea of ​​suffering has no limit. Let's turn back and find the shore."

The wind became stronger, and the fire burning behind me became stronger again. The wind mixed with the cries of women and children blew into my ears. Zong Bao leaned closer to me and said, "Is this the mother and son?"

Reunion."

I didn't speak, I stood there straight, looked up at the gloomy sky, "Zong Bao, have you heard a sentence?"

"What words."

"Life is like a spring silkworm, spinning itself into a cocoon."

After I finished speaking, the wind suddenly died down again.

With a long sigh, I looked at Zong Bao, who was a little stunned: "Let's go."

It was relatively smooth when I went down. There was nothing unusual except for the faint crying in my ears. I don’t know when Fang Xuehua will be able to let go completely, but I have tried my best to help her. The rest is her own destiny.

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When I got into the car, I was in a bad state. I waited for a long time before looking at Zong Bao silently: "Zong Bao, tell me, am I a capable Onmyoji?"

Zong Bao nodded: "Of course, no one asked you to see it before, but now many people are begging you to see it. There is an appointment for you to see the Feng Shui of Yangzhai tomorrow morning, and there is another one for you to see in the afternoon.

Next year’s fortune will be determined the day after tomorrow…”

I lowered my eyes: "That kind of thing doesn't train people.":

Zong Bao smiled: "Why, it has to be someone like Li Xianshan in Hong Kong who trains people in a haunted house, right?"

I didn't respond. This world is too dangerous, and I feel that I am growing too slowly.

"Okay, go back first. Maybe I'll get a call soon to take on a big job you've never encountered before!"

I twitched my lips and said, "If you haven't met me yet, forget it. It's not okay to delay it for too long. I have to be busy with opening my business recently, so I won't take on big jobs."

With that said, I started the car, and the cell phone in my pocket rang immediately. Zong Bao looked at me with a smile and said, "Hey, look, the big job is coming!"

I said, "Don't be so clumsy, it's Xiaoni." After saying that, I picked up the phone and said, "Hey, Xiaoni."

Zong Bao curled his lips next to him: "I must be telling you that she is going out to have fun again in the evening."

I glanced at him casually and listened to Xiaoni's crying voice: "Jiaolong! Why can't you get through on the phone?"

"Oh, I'm at the cemetery. The wind is strong and the signal may be weak. What's wrong?"

"Help, you have to help me!!"

I frowned: "What happened to you?"

"Something happened to my dad!!"

"Your dad? Isn't he out logging wood? Why, was he in an accident?"

"No! My dad was hit by something! The doctor he called said he couldn't see it and had to find a witch doctor to see it, but the local people couldn't understand it. My mother had already passed. She knew I knew you, so she gave him

I called, what should I do, Jiaolong! You have to save my dad!"

"Do you know what your dad's symptoms are now?"

"My mother said it's a show off...but it's not the same as a show off. Wow, I don't know how to say it..."

"Okay, you wait for me at home, I'll drive back right away!" After saying that, I started the car directly, refueled and drove towards home. Zong Bao looked at me nervously: "Jiaolong, what's wrong with her?"

I took a deep breath: "You are really right, the big job is coming!!"

"Oh no."

I didn't answer and accelerated the car. I knew a little about Wen Xiaoni's family situation. Their family had always been in difficulty. It was said that her mother was seriously ill in the early years and caused many famines, so their family sent her to

He wanted to ask Xian'er to make money as soon as possible. In the past two years, the conditions have been a little better. His father went to cut trees in the hinterland of Changbai Mountain in Yanbian just to make more money. But I heard that it shouldn't be a big deal. The symptoms are sudden.

The cold and hot spells are actually malaria, an acute infectious disease. The symptoms are similar to those of Chuoxi. Could it be that his father was knocked down in the deep mountains and old forests?
Chapter completed!