Uncle Wen, who was too drunk, drank a few glasses of cat urine and started talking to me again, boasting loudly.
He told me that when he was a child, he learned skills from his master, and he often did similar white jobs. At that time, he was a ignorant boy like me, and he would do whatever the master asked him to do.
Whatever he was doing, he had to keep watch when his master asked him to do so. Until one time, he encountered a strange thing, which left him with some shadows to this day.
That was when he was keeping a vigil for a family whose old lady had died. The old lady in that house was strong enough to carry her back. She fell into the river while taking a walk after eating. When someone fished her out, she had already passed away. Uncle Wen back then
He didn't understand anything yet, so his master asked him to keep vigil, burn incense and kowtow every hour, and not let the lights go out. After telling him some necessary things, he went to sleep elsewhere. Uncle Wen didn't do this kind of thing at that time.
Having done it several times, he knew how to do it, so he relaxed.
He took a roast chicken and a pot of small roast prepared by the owner of the house and sat on the futon in front of the altar table, eating and drinking while keeping vigil. He was so dizzy from drinking that Uncle Wen actually fell asleep.
I don't know when, he suddenly heard something, so he woke up and saw that the room was dark, so he secretly said something bad, so he immediately took out a box of matches, but he couldn't strike no matter how hard he struck.
The match seemed to have been dampened.
At this time, the air in the room seemed to be very humid. I don't know why. Fortunately, Uncle Wen finally struck a match. But at the moment when the match burned and illuminated the room, he saw what was said to be him.
The most horrific sight in my life.
I saw that the old lady who was supposed to be lying in the coffin, wearing a bright red and blue shroud, was lying in front of the altar table, grabbing the steamed buns, big meat and other tributes on the altar table and quietly putting them into her mouth.
The wrinkled face soaked in river water came into Uncle Wen's eyes the moment the match was lit. He was eating and laughing, forming an extremely strange scene.
I have to say that the story Uncle Wen told me was a bit confusing. I was sitting next to him with a piece of eight-treasure fat duck stuffed in my mouth, listening to his ghost story as if listening to storytelling. The old guy told it.
There were almost sparks in the room, and I was so excited to listen to it. I really didn’t expect that he was also a good material for storytelling. It would be a bit humiliating for someone like Uncle Wen not to sing Allegro.
Hearing this, I asked Uncle Wen while chewing duck meat: "I said Uncle Wen, what happened next?"
Uncle Wen was stunned for a moment, obviously he was sorting out his thoughts. He picked up the wine glass and spoke to me with spitting foam: "Then that scene was quite exciting. In today's terms, it was simply...
The gongs and drums were noisy, the firecrackers were blasting, the red flags were waving, and there was a sea of people. I only saw your uncle and me. I immediately picked up the guy and knocked the old lady over with a bench. Then your uncle and I took the opportunity to light the everlasting lantern, a Kuixing kicking bucket style.
He stood still and began to recite the Great Compassion Mantra. Finally, the old lady turned back into a dead body."
As soon as I heard this, I felt too wet. Why did Uncle Wen talk so well in the first half, but was so ridiculous in the second half? There were loud gongs and drums, and firecrackers were blasting. Why, he is here to read the Sutra of Mindfulness, outside
Are there any cannons?
This crooked old man probably drank too much again, and his mouth was full of food. In fact, he asked me just now if he wanted to drink. I thought I would have to stay up late at night, so I didn’t drink, so the bottle of Wuliangye was all gone.
After he drank it, he ate a lot of the cold dishes and other things on the table. Of course, so did the clerk. Our "avoiding meat" turned into "eating meat".
Seeing that he was a little shaky after drinking, I suddenly had the urge to drink nail polish into his mouth, but luckily I resisted and just let the old guy go to sleep after drinking too much. He would wake up anyway.
It's not much use. With him, he's fifty-eight, but without him, he's forty.
So I didn't stop him. After a while, the old guy got a little tired. He was so drunk that he said to me in a unclear voice: "No~~~What the hell~~~"
~~It’s up to you~~~~Be more energetic~~~”
After that, he went upstairs. He probably knew where the guest room was.
It is now past five o'clock in the afternoon, and the early spring night has just fallen. At this time, I have eaten and drank enough, and I don't know what to do. Fortunately, the Li family has prepared a lot of things for me and Uncle Wen.
Tobacco, wine, and fruits are all available. The cigarettes are Su cigarettes. A whole carton costs about four to five hundred, which is quite generous. This is what I think. Anyway, this is what we deserve, so I put it in my clothes.
After taking two boxes and a bunch of bananas, they walked towards the hall.
Since I was checking in every now and then while we were eating, it was impossible to turn off the lamp. I took a chair and placed it in front of the brazier, burned some before and after, and then sat on the stool, with the altar table in front of me.
, behind the offering table is the coffin. I don’t need to explain what is inside the coffin.
You want to ask me, am I afraid? I answer you, I am very afraid.
Although I have encountered too many such things and seen a lot of various ghosts and monsters, in this environment, I still feel infiltrated. I am the only one left in such a large living room, and the villa
The first floor has floor-to-ceiling windows, lights are lit inside, and it is dark outside. Moreover, Jiangbei belongs to the suburbs, and the wind blows all year round. The books in early spring have not yet grown leaves, but the sound of the wind blowing through the dry branches in the yard is actually here.
The quiet suburbs are so inviting.
The room was so quiet that I could even hear the sound of me peeling the banana peel, and all I could smell in my nose was the ash from burning paper.
At this time, I was looking at the portrait of the girl with black and white flowers hanging on the altar table. I have to say that this feeling is quite strange, especially when you already know that there are ghosts in this society and you still come to keep vigil, even though
I have also dealt with female ghosts, and I know that they actually have their own thoughts, but they are still disturbed by this environment. I know that I am just scaring myself. Like many people, like
Scare yourself.
It's funny when I think about it later, because I scare myself into a cold sweat every time.
Although I felt embarrassed, I looked at the girl in the photo. She was quite beautiful. This is true. She had an oval face, a small mouth, and a pair of big eyes that seemed to be able to talk. In the photo, she was looking straight at her.
Me, although this photo shows a smiling expression, it does give me the feeling that she is not smiling. I know this description is a bit inappropriate. Her photo against the background of white flowers should give me a kind of skinny smile.
Laughter, no matter how you look at it, it feels like a sneer.
The person in the photo and I just looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes for a while. I felt that I couldn't stand it any more. If I continued to look at it, I had to suggest myself, so I stopped looking at the photo and took out my phone to look at it again.
Pause, it’s only been a little over an hour since I finished eating, and it’s only around seven o’clock now. This is really depressing.
The TV in this room is also designed in the room next to it, and I don’t want to be as irresponsible as Uncle Wen. After all, death is the most important thing. I can’t leave for a long time in the middle, because it is disrespectful to the deceased. I
Mr. Yin-Yang's creed does not allow me to do this. I don't know when, but I have slowly integrated into my profession as Mr. Yin-Yang.
But you can't just sit like this all the time, because it's too boring, and it's easy to get scared. The most important thing is that if you sit for a long time, you'll get sleepy easily.
So I took out my mobile phone and played with it, forcing myself to distract myself. In fact, my copycat phone is quite domineering. Except for the shortcoming of "cannot get through when changing the left hand to the right hand", basically the signal is not good.
There are no shortcomings. And it has many advantages. You can also use it to smash walnuts. Not to mention, I don’t feel bad at all.
In fact, in this world, the more expensive things are, the more likely they are to be damaged. This is correct, because my copycat machine has been bumping and bumping all day long, but it can still be used very elegantly.
After playing for half an hour, I couldn't play anymore because it was so boring. I burned some paper in the brazier again, thinking that this was not a solution. If I continued like this, it wouldn't be until midnight.
Then I would be sleepy to death.
No, I had to think of a way, so I thought and thought. Suddenly, an idea struck me, and I came up with a brilliant idea. I could definitely bluff Lao Yi.
With this old boy as our company, we don’t have to be afraid anymore. We can also chat and discuss our next step. In this case, won’t this night pass quickly?
But I thought to myself, if I tell Lao Yi the truth and ask him to accompany me to the wake, I think 80% of the time he will not agree, because it is really not a good job. I have to find a way to make him come willingly.
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So I dialed Lao Yi's number, and the call went through. Lao Yi's voice came: "Xiao Fei, what do you want from me?"
I heard the commotion over there, it seemed like they were outside, so I asked him: "Lao Yi, where are you now?"
Lao Yi on the other side of the phone answered me: "I'm taking Yaxin home. What's wrong? What's the matter?"
I was very happy when I heard it. It seemed that this guy really stayed with Zhang Yaxin for a whole day, so I said to him: "What's the matter? It's a good thing. I'm at the resort now, will you come?"
Lao Yi on the other side of the phone was obviously a little stunned. He said inexplicably: "Aren't you keeping vigil for someone else? Why are you staying in a rockery again?"
I thought to myself, if I tell your buddy that I am still keeping vigil, can you obediently come and accompany me? So I said to him: "Ah, you said that family is wrong. That family directly cremated the child today.
I didn't keep it, but the family was very grateful to Uncle Wen, so they gave me two reception coupons for the holiday villa, where I could eat and drink as much as I wanted. But Uncle Wen had something to do in the evening, so he didn't come. Now there is a free one, will you come?
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Lao Yi on the other side of the phone became happy when he heard what I said. He said, "You are so lucky. Come on, tell me your address!"
After I told him the address, I hung up the phone and thought to myself, hey, Lao Yi, don't blame me, I have no choice but to apologize to you when you come later.
In fact, I also regard Lao Yi as my brother, because I am really scared now. After all, there is a coffin not far away from me. This thing looks eye-catching, so I walked to the restaurant again and took out
There are a lot of delicious food and a bottle of Wuliangye. I plan to apologize to Lao Yi when he comes later. After all, I don’t raise my hand to hit the smiling person. Lao Yi should be able to understand me.
Putting all those things next to me, I saw that the incense in the incense burner on the table was almost burnt out, so I got up to replace it. I lit five incense sticks with a lighter and replaced them. As soon as I put the incense sticks in, I felt something was wrong.
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The hissing green smoke slowly twisted as it rose, and even formed an irregular spiral shape. Looking at the appearance of this incense, I immediately became alert.
At the same time, I seemed to hear some strange sounds in my ears.