It was a long night, but we did a lot of things. After Lao Mo changed out of his scary clothes and washed his face, the first ray of sunshine outside had already crossed the horizon and descended into the world with a golden halo.
Uncle Wu looked very tired, sitting aside and taking a nap, but my current state of mind was surprisingly calm. Maybe it was because I watched a soul with a good heart successfully reincarnate last night. It was this feeling that affected me.
Today is the day to go up the mountain for burial. There is a rule here, which is to choose the time to go up the mountain in the morning, and you have to wait after noon.
Lao Mo was obviously a little out of his mind, but now it was time for him to play the home game. Uncle Wu and I were able to have a good night's sleep and take a rest.
Watching the male body in the funeral shed outside being carried into the coffin amidst the joy and sorrow, his parents supported the body, relatives, friends and the mysterious Master Lang saw him off and slowly left.
I couldn't help but think of the person on the second floor of Zhu's villa. I guess Uncle Wu was going to send her off later, right?
Even though the Zhu family was busy sending spirits up the mountain, they still did not forget to leave a driver and a special car for Uncle Wu and me to take us back to the resort to rest.
I curiously asked Uncle Wu in the car, "Are we coming here again tonight? To see Li Mengting off?"
Uncle Wu leaned on his seat angrily and glanced at me, "No, you, Uncle Wu, are very tired from this trip. Yesterday, Zhu Xijie was obedient and didn't make trouble. That's because he had fulfilled his wish.
How worried I am, but look at how much trouble that aunt made before, she has been locked up for another day and night, and you still don’t know what she will be like tonight!"
Uncle Wu's words sounded like a complaint, but also like he was giving me a vaccination, but the matter was already taken care of, so there was no reason to stop halfway.
I always felt in my heart that the girl who was bought and sold after her death was very pitiful and had nothing to do with anything during her lifetime. In just these few days, I felt that she had gone through hardships that many people could not even imagine.
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Maybe it's because my sympathy is overflowing. I sympathize with Zhu Xijie, but feel sorry for the bride upstairs.
If you think about it from a different perspective, I am also a girl. If what Li Mengting went through were placed on me, I would probably be more troublesome than her.
With this thought, my fear of her gradually decreased a lot.
Tired and fresh, we arrived at the hotel, had something to eat, then went back to the room and fell into a deep sleep.
My dreams were not pure. One moment I saw Zhu Xijie in a state of disbelief. The next moment I dreamed of the bride upstairs holding a child and rushing out of the door. It was a mess. Finally, there was that guy Ye Xu who kept shouting.
He didn't want to die, and that Young Master Lang who always had a cold face.
Not to mention, in this day's dream, Master Lang was the only living person. I was woken up by the urge to urinate and sat on the bed helplessly laughing. I just felt that I didn't feel much lighter after sleeping all day. I was still just as tired.
"Jingle Bell……"
The phone next to the bed suddenly started ringing again...
I was startled. When I picked up the phone, I checked the time. It was already past four in the afternoon. As expected, it was still Uncle Wu on the other end of the phone. "Sanman, are you awake?"
"Uncle Wu, I'm awake. Did you ask me to eat?"
Unexpectedly, a dream that seemed so short actually lasted nearly a whole day. I even slept through lunch, and it was almost time for dinner.
Uncle Wu laughed on the phone, "Not bad, not bad. You are in really good condition. You can still think about eating, which proves that you have not been affected in any way. You are really awesome!"
He continued, "When you wake up, get up and open the door. I have something to do with you!"
I feel like eating like a king, mainly because my stomach is protesting my life. It seems that Uncle Wu has other things to do with me, and it’s not as simple as feeding him at the right time. I said oh, put down the phone, and got up to open the door.
There are advantages to living door to door. One second we were talking on the phone, the next second we opened the door to the room, Uncle Wu had tidied up and stood opposite, looking at me with a smile...
He was neat and tidy, and he was still dressed in the same style. A dark modified Tang suit, black cloth shoes, and a cigarette pot stuck behind his neck.
Looking back at my current state, I feel really embarrassed.
I was too tired in the morning, my eyes were drowsy, and my short hair, which was longer than Uncle Wu's, was turned upside down by sleep. I was still wearing the same T-shirt and jeans that I had worn for two days and were now wrinkled by sleep.
"Young people, you should sleep well, eat and sleep well. You, Uncle Wu, are old!"
Uncle Wu walked into my suite and sat on the sofa in the living room. To be honest, I didn't have time to sit on this sofa for two days. In this high-end suite, the only one with signs of use is the bathroom.
, the other is a large bed.
"Sanman, sit down. Uncle Wu has something to tell you. Tonight is unusual, so we need to prepare in advance." Uncle Wu sat down and started talking. His expression was a bit serious, and he didn't dare to raise his eyes to speak directly to me.
The feeling of sight.
My first reaction was that I had just woken up and there was something inappropriate about me. I checked my clothes up and down. To be honest, there was nothing wrong with my clothes except that they were a bit sloppy. So that was not why Uncle Wu looked like this.
I also sat across from Uncle Wu and felt the comfortable elasticity of this high-end sofa.
"Sanman, how many books have you read that your grandfather left for you?"
Here, Uncle Wu started to get into the topic, and I told the truth, "I have read it all, and I have remembered a lot of things in it, but I still don't know how to use many of them, or I haven't heard of them or seen them before.
There is no specific reference.”
I really swear, what I said is not an exaggeration at all. I was never a top student in school, but I didn’t expect that I have some talent in reading these books. If this skill is used in study, I will definitely be a star of the highest school!
"Then do you know what happened to the fog last night?"
"Know!"
I am the one who follows Uncle Wu to pick up jobs now. I am lacking in means but full of knowledge. "That's Gui Wu. I saw you, Uncle Wu, were in the community when Lao Mo started to walk into the community gate to lure the soul into the house."
The fountain landscape at the entrance contains willow leaves and kumu roots, which are things that increase yin. Water is yin. Adding these, and there are funerals around, the stalls of the first seven of the dead souls can inspire the ghosts and mist to hold the souls.
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Uncle Wu nodded while listening, "Yes, I did this because Zhu Xijie's soul was so weak that he couldn't walk on the road to the earth, so I could only rely on ghosts and mist to help him return home and end his last worries in the earth.
, let him reincarnate smoothly, this is the skill behind the word craftsman of our makeup artist."
Uncle Wu is teaching me experience, and he is also affirming me. Who doesn't like to hear praise? I feel a little happy.
But Uncle Wu's change of subject made my heart skip a beat, "But tonight, Uncle Wu can't help much. It mainly depends on you. After all, there are differences between men and women. Tonight, it's up to you to carry the corpse, deliver the baby, and even deliver the soul."