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Chapter 40

I was worried that something might happen to Jin Yuner, so I quickly pushed open the half-open back door of Yang Xinxin's house and slipped into Yang Xinxin's house from the back.

Yang Xinxin's coffin is placed in the hall. In front of the coffin is an offering table covered with black cloth. The photo of her body placed on the table is exactly the same as the patient who came to my pharmacy yesterday. It is Yang Xinxin.

The strange thing is that the pungent medicinal fragrance echoing outside the mourning hall cannot be smelled at all inside the mourning hall. This means that Yang Xinxin has never entered the mourning hall. This makes me unable to understand.

But soon, I discovered the problem.

I saw a mirror wrapped in red cloth hanging at the front door and back door of Yang Xinxin's mourning hall. The red cloth warded off evil spirits and the mirror turned them into evil spirits.

The front and back doors of Yang Xinxin's home face the road that is coming straight away. The evil spirits on the road can easily rush into the house and affect people's health, so they hung up professional evil spirits mirrors. This is also a very basic folk custom. Feng shui is common sense.

Yang Xinxin had just died not long ago, and the evil spirit was still very weak. She could not forcefully break through the two mirrors and enter the mourning hall, so she could only linger outside the mourning hall. This is why there is always a medicinal fragrance lingering outside the house, but there is no smell in the house. reasons.

Just when I understood this, there was a sound of voices outside the door, and I took the opportunity to get under the altar table and hide.

Through the black cloth, I saw Kim Yuna and Lee Kyung-joo entering the mourning hall together under the leadership of a middle-aged man in white mourning clothes. The middle-aged man in mourning clothes had a straight nose and soft eyes. At first glance, he looked like a loyal and honest person. people.

"Miss Jin Yan'er, you don't have to feel guilty. I know that my Xinxin's death has nothing to do with you. It was her life." Looking at Jin Yan'er who looked apologetic, Father Yang said comfortingly.

Yang Xinxin’s death is indeed not to blame for Kim Yuna. After all, Yang Xinxin did not die directly on the filming set, but died in the hotel after the filming ended after checking out a room with a mysterious man. If the unscrupulous media had not taken the opportunity to hype, Kim Yuna would not have been killed. So embarrassed.

After listening to what Yang's father said, Jin Yan'er took out 200,000 yuan and handed it to Yang Xinxin's father in front of Yang Xinxin's photo, and said: "Uncle, this is my little wish. You can give it to Xinxin first." If you have any difficulties in life in the future, just give me a call."

"No way, no way, Miss Yan'er, I can't take your money. Over the years, Xinxin has made a lot of money by acting as your stand-in thanks to your blessing. I can't take your money." Yang Xinxin said. The father was very sensible and pushed back the money handed over by Jin Yuner.

After Jin Yuner put the 200,000 yuan on the table nearby, she said, "Uncle, you must take this money, otherwise I will feel very guilty."

Yang's father was about to shirk, but Li Jingzhuo said in a loud voice: "Uncle, please don't shirk. We Yan'er have an announcement this afternoon. We don't have time to stay here for too long. Where is your incense? Hurry up and bring it to us." Yes, let us go back."

"Li Jingzhuo, please don't be rude, I'm not in a hurry!" Jin Yuner didn't expect that Li Jingzhuo would be so unobtrusive, so she quickly scolded Li Jingzhuo.

After Yang's father glanced at the two of them awkwardly, he said no more. He took out six long incense sticks from the altar table, divided them into three sticks and handed them to Jin Yuner and Li Jingzhuo.

When Li Jingzhuo got the incense, I saw this guy stretched out his fingers and quietly broke two of the three originally flat incense sticks.

Seeing this, I immediately understood why Li Jingzhuo was so sure that Yang Xinxin's ghost would enter the mourning hall on the way here.


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