The white cloth on the coffin fell to the ground, causing a small gust of wind...
Wan Chen stepped forward and bent down to pick up the white cloth and cover it again on the coffin. But as soon as his hand left the coffin, the white cloth slipped and fell to the ground again. The wind it brought seemed to be stronger than before, and it was a bit colder...
This time Wan Chen did not pick it up, but as if he realized something, he hurriedly retreated behind me and said shakily:
"Still...you better go..."
I stepped forward and was about to pick up the white cloth, but I remembered a dry and hoarse voice:
"Don't touch!"
Looking back, Aunt Wan stood behind us at some point. Under the candlelight, she had a sinister expression and her face was slightly blue. The age spots on her face were clearly visible. She looked like a person who was seriously ill.
She glared at Wan Chen,
"How can you let an outsider touch your uncle's coffin? It's so rude!"
After saying that, Aunt Wan picked up the white cloth on the ground and gently covered the coffin. This time, the white cloth did not fall again.
"Xiaochen, find a room for this boss Lin to stay first. The mourning hall is not the place he should come."
Wan Chen winked at me and pushed me towards the front hall. When I came to the red curtain, I couldn't help but look back at his uncle's tablet, which read
"My late husband, Wan Gong, tabooed that the benevolent and filial king was born in Xilian"
It turned out that his uncle was named Wan Renxiao, which was indeed a name that could only be found in that era.
Just when I withdrew my gaze and was about to leave, I saw Aunt Wan staggering to the burial place and kneeling on the ground. She was holding Wan Renxiao's photo and crying. The photo was held on her shoulders, just in time.
Wan Renxiao's face is revealed...
I glanced at the photo subconsciously, and my hair stood up immediately!
I saw that the expression on Wan Renxiao’s face, who was originally kind and kind in the photo, actually moved!
He slowly put away his smile, turned down the corners of his mouth, frowned, and in his two empty eyes, his eyes moved slightly and looked towards me!
There was a photo of a deceased person being held in someone else's arms, but the person in the photo was staring at me. This strange scene made my heart skip a beat and jump into my throat.
"Look at your uncle's photo. Is there anything wrong?"
I whispered to Wan Chen.
Wan Chen was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked for a long time without any reaction.
"There's nothing wrong..."
His words made me feel cold again, because at this time, Wan Renxiao in the photo was still staring at me, and it seemed that only I could see it. I really wanted to open my eyes to find out now, but unfortunately
It won’t be time!
I took a deep breath, turned around and left. When I came to the front hall, Wan Liang was still sitting at the table eating. He didn't seem to care about what happened in the mourning hall before. Wan Chen went up and chatted with him for a few words. Wan Liang was still sitting at the table eating.
Liang still ignored him, and he wasn't angry either.
He just smiled helplessly and led me out of the main room.
"Boss Lin..."
As soon as I stepped out of the main house, I heard someone calling me. When I looked back, I saw it was Wan Liang.
He put down the dishes and got up and walked to me. Only then did I see that the clothes he was wearing were very shabby. It felt like they hadn't been washed for a long time and were very filthy.
He stood in front of me, and my nose twitched, as if I smelled a strange smell, which was very pungent...
"Boss Lin runs a funeral business, so he should know a lot about life and death. I would like to ask, after his death, will my father go to heaven or hell?"
I frowned. It was the first time I heard a person ask his dead father like this. I hesitated a little and said apologetically:
"Sorry, although I run a funeral business, I really don't know much about these things, so I dare not speak nonsense. However, I heard Master Wan Chen say that if you are a kind person, you will definitely go to heaven."
Wan Liang looked at me expressionlessly, without asking any more questions, and turned back to the dining table to continue eating...
Wan Chen took me to the west wing,
"You can stay here for the next few days..."
I took a look and saw that the room was very spacious. Although the furniture was of old style, it was very elegant and not old at all. But I still shook my head and pointed to the east wing opposite,
"I want to live there."
Wan Chen was stunned and said with some embarrassment:
"Brother, you should know that the east wing of this wing is respected. Although it is an old rule, my aunt attaches great importance to it. If you live there, you may have problems. In fact, the west wing is not bad..."
I raised my hand to interrupt him,
"It doesn't matter to me whether you respect him or not, as long as you can live there, but don't forget why we came here this time. In addition to investigating the cause of your uncle's death, we also want to prevent your uncle from going too far and not cause any trouble.
This is absolutely not possible, and I think something is wrong with your aunt and brother, so you must find a way to have more contact with them."
Wan Chen lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then turned around and took me to the east wing and said:
"Dong Weizun is where the eldest son lives. Normally, my eldest brother lives here, but these days he needs to keep vigil, so he temporarily lives in the main room. You...just figure it out..."
After settling me in, Wan Chen turned around and returned to the west wing.
There is no difference between the layout of the east wing and the west wing, but I always feel that this room does not look like a room for an unmarried man in his thirties or forties because it is so clean and tidy.
I lowered my head and looked at the ground. It was almost spotless. I sat gently on the bed and accidentally saw that the bedside drawer was not closed tightly, revealing a narrow gap, and there was something sandwiched in the gap...
I leaned my head and took a closer look. It was a photo of a young woman...
I hesitated for a moment, then carefully pulled out the photo, and then I saw clearly that it was a photo of Wan Liang and a young woman.
The woman has a beautiful face, a braided braid, a calm expression, and looks very simple. Next to her, the slovenly Wan Liang is leaning against her tightly, his movements are stiff, but he has a simple and honest smile on his face.
"Who is this..."
I muttered in a low voice. I originally planned to ask Wan Chen, but after thinking about it I decided not to. I don’t know why, but I always felt like something was going to happen tonight.
Thinking of this, I took out a large bag of red saltpeter powder from my backpack and spread it thinly on the ground. Because the ground was originally covered with red bricks, it was almost impossible to tell that the red saltpeter powder was sprinkled on it.
After thinking about it, I still felt a little worried, so I took out another bronze coin and stuffed it under the pillow, and then lay down with peace of mind.
He raised his hand and pulled the light cord beside the bed.
"Pap..."
The room suddenly fell into darkness. I slowly closed my eyes, but I could still vaguely hear Aunt Wan's crying coming from the main room...
Gradually I became a little sleepy and fell asleep before I knew it.
…
"Woo...Woo..."
A clear cry suddenly penetrated my ears. This cry was completely different from Aunt Wan's voice. It felt like it was right next to my ears. I trembled and suddenly opened my eyes, only to see this person standing next to the bed.