The fear that Lao Dong showed made Xu Yishan feel funny.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for people like Lao Dong who have received atheistic education since childhood to believe in the theory of the soul. However, people are born with a sense of awe of ghosts and gods deep in their hearts.

This is like Xu Yishan's attitude towards the theory of souls. Although he does not really believe that there are ghosts and gods in the world, he always has awe of ghosts and gods in his heart.

He scared Lao Dong and said, "Didn't you hear that human souls still have weight?"

"How many?" Old Dong asked nervously.

Xu Yishan said: "According to a foreign document, a person's soul is only 21 grams. Someone has done an experiment. After a person's body becomes 21 grams lighter than before the person's body falls. It's the same all over the world. This is why 21 grams of love ring is the standard."

Old Dong asked suspiciously: "Why are you involved in love again?"

Xu Yishan sighed: "A person's life is always in love, hate, and love."

"So, do you believe there are ghosts in the world?"

Xu Yishan did not directly answer him. It was a bit ridiculous to openly discuss whether there are ghosts in the world in front of the old man's mourning hall.

"You said there are ghosts, why hasn't anyone ever seen ghosts?" Old Dong said dissatisfied: "I think these are all scary words."

Xu Yishan looked at him and said, "If people can see ghosts, the world will be reversed. Old Dong, this is all spiritual sustenance. It is like a person who has worked hard all his life and has a final destination of nothing more than a three-foot place to live. But have you ever regretted anyone?"

News came from the memorial service, and the memorial service was about to end.

Nearly a hundred cars lined up in the old street, leading the family car, and behind the family car is a hearse. Later, we are preparing to take Mr. Liao to the mountain convoy.

Xie Xianjin personally led people to maintain traffic order. After all, there are so many cars and so many people, once the chaos starts, the situation will be difficult to control.

Huangshan accompanied the leaders from Yanjing and the province to return to the old street from the venue.

The spirit master had already tied up the hemp rope. Sixteen strong men surrounded the coffin. Each of them reached out to grab the hemp rope. Just waited for the spirit master to shout, and they exerted their strength to send the old man on the way.

Hu Jin wore a white flower on his chest, black armband on his arms, and held the portrait of Old Liao in both hands, and stood in front of the spirit with a sad face.

Liao Xiaoya and Liao Zi were with him, their faces showing their brilliance and their eyes were weeping.

The spirit master suddenly shouted, the coffin left the ground, and slowly walked out of the mourning hall.

It is more than ten miles from Maoshan County to Wuhui Reservoir. The convoy slowly moved forward, and the road was filled with sorrow and sorrow.

Xu Yishan and Lao Dong sat in the staff car and followed the convoy to Wuxiushan.

It took me more than a dozen miles to walk for more than half an hour.

Mr. Liao’s cemetery was chosen more than 100 meters before Wuxiu Mountain and Wuxiu Temple.

This land was chosen by Xu Yishan himself. Standing in front of the cemetery, he could see the whole picture of the Wuhui Reservoir. Hu Jin and Liao Xiaoya also visited it. They were very satisfied with the land. Hu Jin even joked, "It seems that this is a Feng Shui treasure land."

The convoy had to stop when it reached the reservoir dam.

The unrepaired reservoir that collapsed the dam was like a sad face, silently telling something.

The exposed bottom of the reservoir is already solid. At first glance, it is desolate.

After getting off the car, the leaders of Yanjing and the provincial government got off the car, they frowned and said nothing.

Huangshan woke up in an instant, and he quickly explained: "Last year, the reservoir area encountered a huge flood that had not been encountered in a century, causing damage to the reservoir dam. Our county is actively trying to find ways to repair it. Please rest assured, the leader."

Lao Sha said: "Didn't your Xu Yishan major in water conservancy? He didn't have an early warning?"

The important official in Yanjing asked casually: "Who is Xu Yishan? Please come here."

So Xu Yishan was quickly invited to the leader.

Huang Shan stood on the side of the leader, sweating profusely on his face, staring at Xu Yishan, looking panic-in.

The leader looked at Xu Yishan and asked, "Your name is Xu Yishan? You are a major in water conservancy? Explain and explain what's going on?"

The leader pointed his finger to the distance and drew the repaired reservoir into his circle and said, "A flood will cause the dam to collapse. How do you serve the people? I want to know, is there an investigation report on this matter?"

Huang Shan was nervously wiping his sweat and said, "An investigation is being organized."

The leader snorted coldly, "It's been more than a year since the incident happened, and you are still investigating it. Is the work at the grassroots level really that complicated?"

Faced with the blame from the leader, Huangshan wanted to get into the cracks.

The leader said with a final say: "I will give you a suggestion that the parties involved must be dealt with seriously. This kind of malfeasance is bound to be held if it should be closed and the judgment should be judged."

After sending Mr. Liao to the unrepaired reservoir dam, the leaders of Yanjing and the provincial government went back.

Huang Shan's face turned red and white, and he was in a dilemma.

Xu Yishan was secretly proud of his heart, and his purpose was achieved.

Mr. Liao was buried in peace, and the tension that lasted for a week finally passed.

Xu Yishan let out a long sigh, asked Lao Dong for a cigarette, sat on a big rock in front of the grave, and watched the winding crowd slowly dissipate.

Liao Xiaoya walked up to him, hesitated and said softly: "Xu Yishan, thank you."

Xu Yishan smiled bitterly and said, "Don't be polite. I am Mr. Liao's child, and this is what I should do."

Liao Xiaoya was speechless, looking at the layers of mountains from afar, and said to herself: "From now on, I will come back to visit my grandfather every year. I hope you will get better and better."

Xu Yishan said: "I can do it. You should take care of yourself too."

Liao Xiaoya nodded softly, and looked at the newly raised graves, and couldn't help but feel sad.

"Let's go." Xu Yishan whispered: "He should be very happy that he can sleep here forever."

After everyone went down the mountain, Xu Yishan took out his cell phone and quietly sent Meng Liang a message, "Start action."
Chapter completed!