Bu Cry hit his head hard, already crying: "Master Tang, please don't torment me, I really can't remember.
If you really lose money on these things, just tell me directly and I will repay you double!
I have been doing everything right in my life, so what harm can I do?"
Tang Sanmu originally looked at him expectantly, hoping that he could recall it by himself, but now he was a little disappointed and sighed slightly:
"You always think you are a good person, but you don't know that sometimes a wrong step is also a mistake.
Don’t do good deeds because they are small, and don’t do evil deeds because they are small.”
After finishing speaking, Tang Sanmu continued to stare at his face: "Your nose is round and your ears are wide, but there is a black line running through the middle.
If the lines in front of the Palace of Life are shallow, there must be a Yin person who will give you thousands of coins.
The first sentence says that you have the appearance of wealth, and the second sentence says that your wealth is based on gifts from Yin people. When I say this, do you remember it?"
Don’t cry but still shake your head.
"Master Tang, don't bother with him. Just help him recall his memories."
"Yes, I guess he is so frightened that his brain is twitching. He is numb and can't remember anything."
"After speaking out, let the equipment friends help analyze whether it is right or wrong."
Seeing what his friends said, Tang Sanmu could only speak slowly: "You grew up in a poor family, but you have a strong interest in doing business.
After graduating from college, I began to study starting a business, but I didn’t have much capital, and I was really unlucky, so I failed repeatedly.
Not only did it not make any money, it actually created a huge hole, a hole that is difficult for you to fill.
So you had the idea of suicide and wanted to die in the wilderness, so as not to cause trouble to your family."
Although I was scared without crying, I couldn't help but asked the common question in surprise: "It's just a face reading, how can I know such detailed information?
What you said is all right. I still remember that I was drunk that day and walked to a wasteland in a daze. At that time, there were many tombstones in the wasteland.
I was in a daze and had no energy to commit suicide at all, so I slept next to the tombstone all night in a daze.
But I never expected that the next day I no longer wanted to die, I was full of energy and started to fight again.
Although I can’t say I have achieved any great achievements so far, I still have enough food and clothing, which can be said to have fulfilled my expectations..."
"But you missed the most important thing. Think about it, what happened when you were drunk that day?"
Don't cry and take a deep breath, looking around you, the black mist fills the air, and the living people have already left.
At this time, the people who were still there suddenly turned into hideous shapes, as weird as mummies.
I don't know if the mouth was opened intentionally or because it was too dry to close.
His scarlet eyes stared at the person in front of him, staring straight at him without crying.
The black mist rippled, and the people who were coming and going just now showed their true appearance.
Yin and Yang are separated, the mortal world is the mortal world, and the shadow is the shadow.
It seemed that the atmosphere was too strong, and the lamp in the distance made a hissing sound, flickering on and off.
The shadows of the insects on the ground became increasingly blurry and turned into a dark patch.
Don't cry and stare at the face in front of you that suddenly becomes ferocious.
It seemed that under the strong shock, his mind became clear.
His pupils shrank for a while. Facing the ferocious shadow, the expression on his face was much less and more of surprise.
"It's you...I remember, I remember you..."
The ferocious figures shook their heads one after another, making clicking sounds between movements.
At the same time, scarlet blood flowed from their eyes, and their mouths opened and closed, unable to hear what they said.
But I can feel that they seem to be pouring out endless pain and loneliness.
Only now did Tang Sanmu take back the bell in his hand, and he asked softly: "What now? Still haven't remembered it?"
The man put his head in his hands and squatted on the ground: "So that's it, that's it. This is the cemetery back then! It was later developed and renovated, but it was just unfinished and turned into this dilapidated look!"
"I thought you only remembered the great road of the world now, but forgot about the ownerless and lonely grave back then." Tang Sanmu said.
Bu Cry shook his head vigorously: "Drinking is a waste of time! Drinking is really a waste of time!
How could I forget such an important thing!"
"Don't blame your fault on drinking. Drinking doesn't cause trouble, but it's just because you don't take it to heart at all."
Nether Maniac: Now that I have remembered it, can you tell me what happened?
Golden Requiem: That’s it, we’re all waiting!
"That night, I came to the depths of this barren grave in a state of confusion.
I was originally thinking about it, but I saw a family sitting around the tombstone, with a fire lit in front of them, as if they were discussing something.
They asked me why I ended up in this desolate place after being up so late at night.
I said my business failed and I wanted to die.
Unexpectedly, after listening to my words, they burst into laughter and told me that life is never easy.
There were more and more people around me, and each one of them said words of comfort to me and told me about their own painful experiences.
Any one of them would be several times more miserable than me.
He also told me that some people only want to die and do not cherish life, while some people want to live but cannot survive.
Even the road to the underworld is cut off, so you can only wander here.
Then they told me that all those buried in this mass grave were poor people who had no one to rely on when they were alive. After death, no one worshiped them, not even a piece of wood with their names written on them.
When you die, you just go with the wind and are destined to be forgotten.
I was drunk at the time, and I patted my chest and promised that as long as I ever turn over, I will rebuild their graves so that they can reincarnate and no longer have to bury their souls in mass!
After I said this, the family in front of me suddenly clapped their hands and laughed.
I really can't remember what happened next. I only remember that when I woke up, I was covered with a lot of paper money and there was a pile of clean firewood next to me.
I actually forgot such an important thing!"
Even though he was miserable during his lifetime, he still had a lot of good intentions after his death.
Even if death is unsatisfactory, he is still willing to lend his wealth to the living.
Tang Sanmu said: "This promise is not difficult to implement, but it is of great significance to them.
You didn't expect that your drunken words would make them wait for you for more than ten years.
This place was originally a Feng Shui land, and it would be difficult for corpses to be buried here. If the cemetery could be rebuilt, it might be possible to pave a way to the secluded place for them.
But then construction started here and these withered bones were pressed hard, making it completely difficult for them to stand up.