From the moment I saw Bai Ying, I already knew vaguely that I would eventually be a step too late.
In my eyes, Mr. Nan is the absolute Dharma in White. He is kind-hearted and has an airy temperament. He was my noble person in the early days of my Taoism. He was also my idol when I had nothing to learn at that time. He promised that I would master it within five years.
I became famous all over the world, yes, I became famous, but Mr. Nan left.
He lives in a quaint and quiet western-style building in Chonburi Province. It is just like the mid- to high-end residences in Thailand seen on TV. It is a single-family house. The yard is full of flowers and tropical plants. He has always rejected my offer.
When I came to visit, he believed in fate, but also hated politeness. People who believe in Buddhism pay more attention to spiritual communication and do not stick to formalities. He helped me, but he had no intention. He knew that I was in trouble. He only gave me hints and did not explain.
In this regard, Mr. Nan's level of realm is much higher than that of us ordinary Taoists.
Even if some people are transcendent in Taoism, they do not stray from the right path. It can be said that they only live for one life. But Mr. Nan is not the case. For a person like him, I think that even if he dies, he will directly enter the Buddha. To use the vernacular of us ordinary people,
, that is, attaining enlightenment and ascending to heaven.
I bought a black shirt and suit, and after changing with Liu Kai Zongbao and the others, I drove straight to Mr. Nan's residence. I knew that I was really going to the funeral this time, but I still felt vaguely unwilling to accept it, maybe there was still room for it.
, that black wizard is very powerful, the person who is bowed down does not know, I am not his opponent, and what about Mr. Nan, if Mr. Nan leaves like this, does it also tell me that the black wizard will cover his face here with his bare hands?
Heaven?
I can't figure it out. I think the dark wizard targeted me because I came to see Mr. Nan, but how could Mr. Nan have a problem with him? Onmyoji is divided into black and white. Some people are looking for the white ones, and some are looking for the black ones.
, but basically they are all irrelevant. According to the reputation Mr. Nan has built up over the years, who would dare to attack him easily!
There were many people in the yard, most of them were Mr. Nan's family members. They were basically all dressed in black or white. Although their faces were sad, there was no sound of crying. Thailand is a firm believer in Buddhism. Life and death are determined by destiny. Everything is God's will. What's more,
Mr. Nan himself was a Dharma practitioner in white clothes, so although his family members were sad, they did not cry to the point of death, and it was solemn but not depressing.
Mr. Nan's assistant received me at the door of the courtyard. Her eyes were red and swollen. She whispered to me how Mr. Nan was found dead: "Ms. Lin, if I hadn't gotten up early today and came over to ask Mr. Nan about your arrival.
I know that Mr. Nan has passed away."
We walked to the living room on the first floor, which was already filled with flowers and monks chanting sutras. I placed three sticks of incense in front of the portrait and knelt down. I knew that Mr. Nan’s death was suddenly discovered, and now he was still there after changing his clothes.
There is no coffin in my house, and even the person who was close to Mr. Nan during his lifetime has not had time to notify him. I am the first person other than his family members to know about Mr. Nan’s passing. I watched Mr. Nan hang a traditional Thai flower garland.
Regarding the portrait, I don’t want to say anything. The matter has reached this point and it is useless to say more.
"Ms. Lin, please sit down and rest for a while. Because of Mr. Nan's status, the requirements for this funeral are very high. The funeral will be held after the encoffining ceremony. After going to the temple, there will be a seven-day ceremony and a fifteen-day ceremony. Please inform those who want to come.
Those who mourned came to pay their respects..."
I nodded and listened quietly. The biggest difference between Thailand and China is that most funerals and cremation ceremonies in Thailand are held in temples. If conditions permit, pagodas will be built in temples and the ashes will be buried directly in the pagodas.
When I stay in the temple, there are usually monks to help with the sacrifices. Mr. Nan, the assistant, has said a lot, but in fact I don’t care about funerals. We pay attention to rich burials. No matter where we are or what kind of style of rich burials we have, we don’t pay attention to this.
According to Mr. Nan's status, it doesn't take much to think that his funeral will be grand.
Perhaps due to the language barrier, Mr. Nan’s family only said hello to me and thanked me for coming, and then went to receive other visitors and handle follow-up matters. The only person who could communicate with me was Mr. Nan’s assistant. I
I know that Mr. Nan is lying upstairs before he is put into the coffin, but according to local regulations, you are not allowed to enter his room casually. The doors and windows must be sealed tightly to prevent being hit by some animals, such as cats. This is similar to
We are the same.
But after brewing for a long time, before I could open my mouth, Mr. Nan’s assistant looked directly at me and asked: “Ms. Lin, do you want to visit Mr. Nan?”
I was stunned for a moment and looked at her eagerly: "Is that okay?"
According to the rules, maybe I can only see him in person after he is buried and cremated, but I really can't wait. I want to see him. I came here just to see him.
Mr. Nan's assistant looked at me with some embarrassment and sighed: "Actually, according to the regulations, except for Mr. Nan's immediate family members and visitors, they are not allowed to see him now, but Mr. Nan told me a few days ago
However, he wanted to give me a holiday, and he wanted to retreat. He also said that if something unexpected happened to him, he would definitely let you see him while waiting before his burial. At that time, I thought he was joking and didn't pay much attention to it, and I asked him more questions.
Why did he stop answering me when he said this? Now that I think about it, maybe Mr. Nan himself has already guessed something. He is a practitioner of the Dharma. How can we ordinary people understand the profound meaning of his words?"
I know that in Thailand, people who are waiting to be laid to rest are not allowed to be seen by outsiders. In fact, it is the same everywhere. Wouldn’t it be disrespectful to the deceased to see them casually? Moreover, Thai people believe that death is a purification process, and the cleaner the better.
There are various kinds of qi in the human body, including evil qi. Once it collides with the deceased, the gain outweighs the loss.
But I was also very anxious. If Mr. Nan's assistant didn't speak, I would speak. I wanted to look at him, especially after the battle with the dark wizard last night. Although Mr. Nan had closed his eyes, I still wanted to see him.
I want to see him in person. To be honest, I don’t know why I have such an urgent idea. Can I still expect Mr. Nan to open his eyes and say something to me? Or, do I think I can make Mr. Nan open his eyes?
"Mr. Nan is an elder who means a lot to me. You know, Mr. Nan has helped me a lot. I don't know how many days I will stay here, but it is best to see Mr. Nan now."
Yes, I also want to talk to him alone for a while."
Mr. Nan's assistant nodded: "I understand, Miss Lin, you are a visitor with a different status, and since Mr. Nan told you before his death, I think his family will also understand. You wait first, and I will help you to contact him."
Mr. Nan’s family says hello and will take you upstairs..."
I kept saying thank you and nodded, and watched Mr. Nan's assistant walk up to a woman in elegant clothes and whisper. The woman's eyes were also slightly red. After listening to Mr. Nan's assistant's words, her eyes fell on me, and I quickly
He put his hands together and saluted her politely. She also nodded and whispered something to Mr. Nan's assistant. The assistant nodded, turned around and walked to me and whispered: "Go up, I'll be back later."
There are monks going upstairs to perform some preparation ceremonies for Mr. Nan, so it will be inconvenient for you to go there."
"Thank you."
Before I went upstairs, I thanked Mr. Nan's family again and asked Liu Kai to wait for me here. Then I followed Mr. Nan's assistant upstairs. Zong Bao was always with me. He was in a different situation from Liu Kai.
, came with me in the true sense, and Liu Kai had followed Zhuo Jing here several times before, and he knew some relatives of Mr. Nan’s family, so after offering incense and kneeling, they talked in a low voice, with the medicine cloth attached to them.
There was a solemn look on his face, basically he could figure it out for himself, all he had to do was wait for me.
After going upstairs, we passed through a long corridor and saw some monks sprinkling water in every corner for purification. This is also very particular, to prevent ghosts from coming to cause trouble and prevent the body of the deceased from being contaminated by unclean things.
I glanced sideways at Mr. Nan's assistant, and while walking towards Mr. Nan's bedroom, I asked in a low voice, "Did Mr. Nan meet anyone before he passed away?"
"At the beginning of the month, Mr. Zhuo Zhuo came to stay for two days. Later, several old friends came to visit one after another. Mr. Nan's mental state became a little bad and became more and more depressed. Later, he told me that he was going to retreat and not see guests.
He gave me a day off and said something like that to me..."
As he said that, Mr. Nan's assistant couldn't hide his sadness: "I talked to him on the phone when I went back for vacation, but who knew that we didn't contact him yesterday? When I saw him again, I was already separated from yin and yang, even though he passed away very early.
He told me that people who communicate with gods like them will be separated from this body sooner or later. If this day comes, then he will be liberated, but I still feel that it is too fast..."
I nodded and thought to myself, it seems that Mr. Nan didn't tell her anything about the dark wizard, so she didn't know some of the inside information. It's just that there is nothing I can say about the dark wizard. I said that Mr. Nan is not following God's will.
Was he killed by a dark wizard? Apart from frightening his family, what other effect could it have?:
Walking outside a door covered with garlands, Mr. Nan's assistant stopped and looked at me: "Mr. Nan is resting inside. No one is allowed to enter when he is in retreat. Food is delivered to the door. Sometimes
I also didn’t eat for a day or two. In order to calm my mind and body while meditating, if I hadn’t been unable to knock on the door, I don’t think Mr. Nan’s family would know that he had left quietly. Miss Lin, in fact, it was really
Thank you very much. You and Mr. Nan are really destined, and it’s no wonder that he has always thought of you. If you hadn’t come, I really wouldn’t dare to think about it anymore... Go in."
I nodded and opened the door directly. A quiet and peaceful atmosphere came to my face. It was not convenient for Zong Bao to follow, so he could only wait outside the door.
It was very cold in the room, probably to control the decomposition time of Mr. Nan's body. I walked very lightly, for fear of disturbing him. Mr. Nan was lying on a wooden bed, covered with a white cloth, and the floor on the bed was filled with flowers.
, this is probably also a Thai characteristic. He slowly stretched out his arms, and the tip of his nose suddenly felt sore. His fingertips trembled slightly, but they did not touch the white sheet on his face for a long time.
Mr. Nan's assistant whispered something in Thai, probably telling Mr. Nan that I came to see him.
I suppressed my inner emotions hard, gritted my teeth, and opened the white sheet on Mr. Nan's face. The familiar but slightly blue face immediately appeared in front of me. It was so out of shape that I reached out to cover my mouth.
There was a loud crunching sound, I really left, I really left...
"The presumed time of death was actually yesterday. When I saw him in the morning, his face was very blue. It was better to make his face a little better with the help of the corpse plastic surgeon. Otherwise, his family members would be uncomfortable if they saw it. I think, if
If discovered earlier, maybe..."
‘Dong dong dong’~
A knock on the door interrupted the voice of Mr. Nan's assistant. She turned around. The person who came was a thirty-year-old Thai woman. Standing at the door, she looked at Mr. Nan's assistant and whispered something in Thai. Mr. Nan's assistant nodded.
, glanced at me again: "Ms. Lin, some other old friends have arrived. I'll go and receive them first, and I'll be back soon."
I held back the tears in my eyes and nodded. In fact, I wanted to follow Mr. Nan for a while. When she left, I looked at Mr. Nan's face carefully, sniffed, and whispered: "Mr. Nan, I'm here to see you."
Come on, I know you were killed by that dark wizard, but I can’t fight against that dark wizard... You have always had high expectations for Jiaolong, and have always said that Jiaolong might one day be able to succeed in Taoism.
Surpass you, but Jiaolong has let you down. I really can’t see Jiaolong under the black wizard’s lowered head. I..."
‘Huh’~~~~
The air conditioner blowing cold wind in the room suddenly became louder. The flowers placed beside Mr. Nan's pillow were blown directly to the ground by the cool breeze. With it, the white sheet covering Mr. Nan's body was rolled up. I instinctively bent down to pick it up.
, the moment he raised his eyes, he was stunned: "This pattern..."
There is a small pattern carved with force on the top and bottom of the wooden bedside table. It is twisted like an earthworm. I don’t know what the word is. Maybe it is not a word, but I have seen this pattern. The one was manipulated at the airport.
The man with this tattoo on his body flashed in my mind of the men kneeling in the two rows in front of the black sacrificial table to receive tattoos. I bit my lip. I straightened up and looked at Mr. Nan: "Mr. Nan, do you want to tell me
, do all the black wizards have this tattoo on their bodies, does this belong to some kind of cult organization..."
Of course Mr. Nan couldn't answer me, but the wind in the air conditioner became normal. I put the picked flowers back on his face. The moment I raised my hand, it lightly touched the skin of his cheek. It was cold and smooth. It must be plastic surgery on the body.
After looking carefully at Mr. Nan’s face, I felt strange that no matter how powerful the black magic was, it was nothing more than raising ghosts, casting curses, and lowering the head. But according to Mr. Nan’s height, he was
How did you kill Mr. Nan...
Thinking about it, I put the white sheet on Mr. Nan's body again, but my eyes unconsciously fell on his nails with beads on his chest, "Black nails..."
As I thought about it, I felt a chill in my heart. I opened his hands and looked straight into the palms. They were also blue...
My heart was getting tighter and tighter. I turned around and glanced at the door of the room. I took a deep breath and started to unbutton Mr. Nan's shirt. "Mr. Nan, don't blame me. Only by knowing the cause of your death can Jiaolong understand the dark wizard."
Technique..."
After unbuttoning a few buttons, I gently opened my left and right hands. Looking at the faintly visible black and purple marks on my chest, my legs staggered and I couldn't help but take a step back, "Five Thunder Palms..."
How can that dark wizard know the Five Thunder Palms?!
Taoist secret skills, how could that dark wizard... My mind was in a mess at that time. I suppressed the complicated emotions in my heart and stepped forward to help Mr. Nan fasten the buttons. I gritted my teeth and covered the white singlet, but my body began to itch.
With a cold expression: "Mr. Nan, who is that person? He is a dark wizard. How can he know the Five Thunder Palms..."
If that dark wizard knows both black magic and domestic Taoism, and the technique of lowering his head is so unfathomable, then he is basically invincible! How can I be my opponent!!
"Ms. Lin, is it okay? The monk will come to perform the ceremony soon."
I heard the sound of Mr. Nan's assistant coming in from behind. I nodded blankly, pulled the sheet to cover Mr. Nan's head, and turned to look at Mr. Nan's assistant walking over: "Okay, we can... don't move!!"
"
"Ah?" Mr. Nan's assistant was stunned for a moment, looked at me and then stopped: "Ms. Lin, what's wrong?"
I looked straight at her neck and saw the black line. Why did the black line suddenly appear!!
She didn't bring me in just now, so when did this happen again?!
"Who did you see just now?"
Mr. Nan's assistant was a little confused by me, "She is Mr. Nan's old friend. Let's go, Miss Lin. You are not a relative. If you stay beside Mr. Nan's body for too long, you will be criticized."
After saying that, she raised her feet and was about to come up and take me out, but I looked at her with excitement on my face: "Don't move!!!!"
With a sharp shout, my outstretched hand was still in the air, and with a confused look on Mr. Nan's assistant's face, her head rolled directly off her neck with a "tearing" sound, like an invisible steel wire.
Her neck was cut horizontally at an alarming speed, so that her face that was detached from her neck still remained puzzled, and her body was still moving towards me, but the thick throat exposed on her neck was unambiguous, like
It was like a leaked water pipe, and a stream of hot blood spurted out directly from it. Blood splashed in all directions, coming towards me, following my arms that I raised in vain, and spraying directly into my face like a heavy downpour——
The sticky fishy smell filled my nostrils. I looked at her still trembling body, and my mind went blank. Until the door behind her was pushed open, and sharp screams suddenly broke out, "Ah!!!!"
Zong Bao ran in with big strides: "Jiaolong, what's going on!!"
My feet slipped, and I clearly saw Zong Bao kicking Mr. Nan's assistant's head to my legs. He was also frightened: "What is going on!!!"
Blood was still splattering everywhere, but I was dumbly accepting the baptism of blood as if it were coming from my head. I lowered my eyes, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of Mr. Nan's assistant who should have been confused.
He opened his mouth and said a gloomy Thai word, and then returned to his original state.
I closed my eyes and listened to the screams that filled my ears. My mind was filled with the true meaning of this Thai sentence spoken by Mr. Nan’s assistant——