Hearing that the ashes were flushed down the sewer, Zhiyuan's veins appeared on his forehead and his teeth clenched. His whole body was filled with anger and blood, and he was in the prelude to a violent rage.
Of course I feel bad, but I know I can't cause trouble right now. The bigger the trouble, the easier it will be exposed.
"Brother Zhiyuan, calm down, calm down." I pressed his arm and kept trying to persuade him.
At this time, the man at the crematorium raised his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong, you still want to hit someone in this posture? We already said that unclaimed ashes take up space and are flushed into the sewer. Who is to blame? Who told you not to come earlier."
"roll!"
Brother Zhiyuan couldn't bear it anymore. In his rage, he pushed me away and without thinking, he rounded his arms and slapped me! The slap made the guy stagger several steps! His mouth was bleeding!
"I'm a fool!" the guy yelled, covering his cheeks. But before he could make a move, Brother Zhiyuan stepped forward and kicked the guy in the chest. The guy was lying on his back and fell backwards.
Go, Brother Zhiyuan chased after him again, raised his foot and stamped on this person’s face!
The hard-soled rubber shoes he was wearing had blood everywhere.??.??
"Stop fighting! If you hit him again, he will be beaten to death!" I rushed over, hugged him and pulled him back hard. Then I looked at the man lying on the ground. He couldn't even move, let alone shouting.
The clerk's nose was collapsed and his face was covered in blood. His head was tilted to one side and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
"What are you doing!" Suddenly a woman yelled from behind. I turned around and saw that it was the fat woman and Lao Wen, the owner of the crematorium, coming over. Lao Wen was holding a red plastic bag in his hand and looked surprised. The fat woman saw her employee.
Being beaten like this, I was furious on the spot.
"Okay! Make trouble, right? Wait, wait!"
She was already fat and would pant when she was angry. Seeing the fat woman gasping for air, she took out her mobile phone and wanted to make a call. Lao Wen was the closest, so he suddenly made a move and snatched the fat woman's mobile phone with quick eyesight and quick hands.
"Give it back!"
"Are you looking for death?" The fat woman scratched and scratched and scolded Lao Wen.
Seeing this scene, Yu Wenbin shook his head and walked over. I saw him slap the fat woman's neck with his knife, and then the fat woman's body softened and she fell straight to the ground.
When another young man saw this, he wanted to run away, but before he could reach the gate, Yu Wenbin strangled his neck with both hands and restrained him.
"Something bad has happened! Something bad has happened!" Lao Wen reacted and said anxiously: "These people in the crematorium may not have seen Jin Lao Er, but they must know the people under Jin Lao Er! What should we do! Either kill people and silence them! Otherwise
Just wait for someone to come to your door!"
"Let me go! Brother, let me go. I don't know anything! I just came here to work for a few months!" The last young man begged for mercy anxiously.
Liu Zhiyuan looked at this man and asked the clerk coldly where the three people were burning and take us there.
The guy nodded hurriedly and said yes.
Seeing that he was walking slowly, Yu Wenbin kicked him.
The man got up and continued walking. He took us into the cremation room.
There are four closed crematoriums in the cremation room. The clerk pointed to the one in the corner: "Four. It's burned in furnace No. 4. Brother, please don't hit me. I'm just a part-time worker. I've only been working for three months."
Brother Zhiyuan walked to the No. 4 cremation furnace with a solemn expression. He saw a handle on the furnace. He tried it but did not pull it open.
I asked the waiter to come over and open the cremator. I saw a stainless steel cremation table that looked like a sliding bed.
I guess that one month ago, Gangzi should have been cremated lying on this table.
I don’t know if it was not swept clean, but there is still a little powder left in a corner of the cremation table, which is quite obvious.
Brother Zhiyuan turned around and asked the clerk whose ashes in the corner belonged to him.
The waiter said cautiously: "Business has been slow during this period. The No. 4 stove was used once last month, and then it turned off and was not lit. It seems like. It seems to be you."
The ashes of the three people we were looking for.”
"Tell me clearly! Who is it specifically?" Brother Zhiyuan yelled.
The young man said with a grimace: "We have swept them all together. It took less than half an hour to burn a person. It's just the front and back feet. The ashes are all mixed together. How can I tell them apart, brother?"
Seeing that Liu Zhiyuan was getting angry again, this guy said first, "Brother, even so, it's better than nothing, right? Besides, I know that the landlady has a Hetian white jade urn in her collection, and I can tell you where to hide it."
I kicked the guy and said where is it, take us there quickly, we are going to take away the remaining ashes. ??
The Hetian jade urn was oval in shape and had a lid. The fat woman hid the urn in the middle of the cabinet partition and covered it with a yellow cloth.
After looking at it, I found that this is indeed a good thing. It is not Hotan seed material but it is close to seed material. It should be the mountain water of Hotan jade. The key is that the urn is taken out from a piece of material, polished smooth, and molded with your hands to cool it down.
, not counting labor, the materials alone are estimated to cost at least tens of thousands of yuan.
People say that jade nourishes the soul, and I fell in love with it as soon as I saw it. I want to give my brother Gangzi a good place to live.
Liu Zhiyuan carefully swept a handful of ashes into a pile with a small broom, swept them very carefully, and then put them all into the Hetian jade urn. To be precise, they were Gangzi, Lao Song, and Lao Geng. The three of them lived together, because
The ashes were mixed.
Brother Zhiyuan walked to the yard with the urn in his arms. At this time, Lao Wen said: "Let's go quickly. Fat sister will be in trouble when she wakes up later. Let's go quickly."
Brother Yu held a cigarette in his mouth and said, "No, I've already woken up." He pointed at the fat woman lying motionless on the ground.
As he spoke, Brother Yu knelt down, grabbed the fat woman's arm, and burned her arm with a cigarette butt.
The fat woman said nothing and remained motionless.
Brother Zhiyuan said with a cold face: "It's quite tolerable. Forget it, just throw the person into the furnace and burn him."
"Don't!"
"Do not kill me!" The fat woman suddenly sat up from the ground.
She begged for mercy in a panic: "I understand the rules! If you want money or sex, I will give it to you!"
"Who the hell wants your sex!"
Lao Wen said in disgust that he looked like a pig.
Brother Zhiyuan took out ten dollars from his pocket and threw it to the fat woman.
"I bought the urn."
After speaking, the four of us hurried out of the crematorium.
The driver, Lao Wang, was still waiting for us. He got in the car and closed the door. Lao Wang obeyed the command, turned the steering wheel, and took us out of Xiaochi Village.
Afterwards, I analyzed that the fat woman would definitely not dare to call the police because her crematorium was a shady business and had not been registered with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. It was an illegal operation. Once she called the police, she would be the first to suffer. The only thing she worried about was that Jin Laoer might have something.
aware.
But then I thought about it and felt relieved.
So what if you notice it?
He definitely couldn't find it in the air-raid shelter.
Fallen leaves return to their roots, and old friends must have a place to stay.
There is a hillside on the north side of Spider Lane, and we buried the ashes there. Old Geng and Song Gang lived together to take care of each other, and we will be good brothers in the next life.
That night, Brother Zhiyuan swore an oath on the urn.
He said: "You will live here temporarily, and later on, I, Liu Zhiyuan, will bury you with a grand ceremony. I owe you."
Yu Wenbin also transcended salvation for Gangzi and the others. While smoking a cigarette, he burned paper and chanted the Ksitigarbha Sutra.
I remember that for a moment I thought I was dazzled.
While Brother Yu was smoking and chanting sutras, I accidentally caught a glimpse of a scene. Not far away, there seemed to be three black figures standing and looking at us. I couldn't see clearly clearly.
I rubbed my eyes and looked, but there was nothing.