Chapter 59 Fallen leaves return to their roots

Crunch——

The door to the ward was pushed open, and two slightly haggard figures walked out of the room.

Xu Si walked out of the ward, scratched his head uncomfortably, then subconsciously took out a cigarette from his pocket and prepared to light one.

"You can't smoke in the hospital!" A passing nurse frowned when she saw the other person's actions and scolded her sternly.

The smile on Xu Si's face was a bit tired and helpless. Finally, he put away his cigarette and apologized repeatedly, "Sorry, sorry."

"..." Xu Fu sat on a chair outside the door and glanced at the two of them, and then couldn't help but look inside the room again.

Xu Xiang's face seemed to be rosier at this time, as if there were signs of returning to life, but the rising death energy above his head was like an oil lamp that was about to go out.

Beside the hospital bed, Feng Baobao was lying next to the other person with his head propped up on his head. His face still showed no emotion. It seemed that everything had nothing to do with him. There was no sadness or joy at this moment.

The room was very quiet, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was somewhat depressing.

"The boxwood pole is soft and soft, so brother, Harry, pick a pick of white rice and go to Liuzhou...Sister, sister, come to Liuzhou, brother, Harry...Come to Liuzhou, brother, Harry..."

Xu Fu didn't know what to say at this time, but maybe it would be best not to say anything at this time.

I didn't have much contact with Xu Xiang. I only occasionally visited Xu Xiang in the hospital a few times. The other person was also in a coma, so I didn't have any feelings about the death of this stranger.

"Huh, Fuzi, come with me to take a breather..." Xu Si wiped his face, his tone a bit heavy.

No one spoke between the two of them until they were silent for a while, then they looked at Xu Fu and couldn't help but ask, "I want to ask you a favor, but I don't know your rules, so I asked first."

In ancient times, Fang Xiangshi not only presided over the rites to ward off epidemics, but also held funeral ceremonies in the palace.

Although I knew it was definitely not as simple as going out to take a breath, I could vaguely guess a little bit.

"..." Xu Fu also smiled, then lowered his head and said nothing more.

I definitely cannot complete the complete ceremony by myself. Although I have mastered the process, I am unable to complete it due to lack of resources.

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"What are the rules for you guys to dance with each other? This is not a business matter, it is my personal request..."

The door was closed by Xu San. He reached out and pushed up his glasses involuntarily. His eyes looked a little red, but he quickly noticed Xu Fu's gaze and couldn't help but look away.

But if you ask this question specifically, it's probably pretty much what you guessed. But even if you guessed something like this, you can't say it directly. You can only wait for the other person to say it.

Although it won't cut off the seven emotions and six desires because of this, in the end it will become like Feng Baobao's piece of wood.

Nowadays, there are only a handful of people who can dance the Fang Xiang, and the existence of this ritual itself has no meaning. My old man also used the Fang Xiang to be buried, just to find a place to be buried.

If you choose a cemetery in the northern suburbs, it is best to change the location as soon as possible. The feng shui of that place is really not very good.

It seems that there are still many things that I want to say, but in the end the words are not spoken out, and the thousands of words turn into a sigh.

"Then I'll just go with you, but what are the arrangements for the work here in Jinmen?" Xu Fu thought for a while, and he still had a task pending.

"Huh..." Xu Si went to the smoking area in the garden next to the hospital building and lit up a cigarette, then took a deep breath and slowly blew out the smoke ring.

The old man also opened his mouth and seemed to want to close a few words, but after all, he could no longer make any sound. At this time, the death energy above his head had condensed into a dark cloud...

What's more, succeeding the Fang Xiang clan requires a glimpse into life and death, not only your own life and death, but also the life and death of others...

"That's not a problem. Even according to the old etiquette, Mr. Xu's position is already a fourth-rank official, and he is worthy of this gift..." Xu Fu was not too surprised by the other party's request.

Feng Baobao sang a tune softly in his mouth and reached out to touch the old man's head, as if coaxing a child to sleep.

"I'll stay here for three days, but I guess I won't be buried here. I want to take the ashes back to the mountain city. The old man's roots are there."

"But you'd better not have too much hope for a complete ceremony. At most, it can only open the way for Mr. Xu to perform Nuo and drive the good people to the ground." Xu Fu chose to start his words first.

I understand the other party's thoughts very well, and there is no excuse for such a request. In short, it is nothing.

Xu Si glanced at the other party, and then continued, "It can be regarded as a fallen leaf returning to its roots. Even if it is scattered everywhere, it must eventually return to its hometown. This is what the old man meant."

What's more, now it's all about cremation, so a big part of the etiquette itself is missing.

And with so many things happening, I’m afraid Master Xu won’t be able to live in peace even if he is buried...

Crunch——

"..." Xu Fu didn't ask any more questions and just followed the other person away.

Then he suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but remind him, "Has the old man found a place to be buried?"

But I am used to seeing this kind of scene, so I won’t feel any sentimentality about it.

Xu Si hesitated for a long time, and finally asked, "My old man, are you able to dance? If it's against the rules, then I'll follow your rules. Don't be embarrassed."

"That's enough. There is no need for too complicated etiquette..."

"The eldest sister combs a dragon-coiled veil, and the second sister combs a camellia button..."

Xu Si took another puff of the cigarette, then looked up at the sky, sighed with a wry smile, "My old man was wandering around for the first half of his life and hardly lived a good life. Now that he is leaving, he should at least seek rest."

Slowly stroking the old man's head, coaxing him to gradually fall asleep and fall into a dream that he may never wake up from.

Feng Baobao did not seem to notice anything, and continued to sing in a low voice, "Only the third sister can comb her hair as skillfully as my brother, Harry, he can comb his hair like a lion and roll a hydrangea ball..."

"Ask." Xu Fu glanced at the other party and knew that the other party would definitely not discuss business matters with him at this time.

However, if you follow the etiquette, only those with an official rank of fourth rank or above are eligible to enjoy this ceremony.

Although there is a high probability that there is no special situation, if it needs to be handled, it will be troublesome to find someone.

Although it may not actually take much time to go like this, it is better to have a clear understanding of the arrangements.

"I've said hello to the people at the headquarters. Other people will be arranged here during this period. Jinmen and Peiping are close to each other, so nothing can go wrong..."

Xu Si then seemed to think of something again, and his eyes showed a bit of sternness, "If Quanxing's bunch of bastards are really so blind, I'll take care of it myself when I get back..."
Chapter completed!