"Xiaofei, you should hurry up and say it." Seeing Qin Xiaofei's hesitation, Mother Ding urged her anxiously.
"Yes, Xiaofei, tell me." Ding Daqiu said with red eyes, "Don't worry, no matter what the outcome, your aunt and I will not blame you."
Seeing Qin Xiaofei like this, he more or less guessed something in his mind, but he still wanted to hear what the other party said in person.
Qin Xiaofei glanced at everyone and then at Ding Yan's body in the morgue. Then he opened his mouth and said, "Well... Yan'er's soul has not come back."
"ah……"
Mother Ding was stunned when she heard this, and she fainted.
"Baby's mother, baby's mother..."
"Sister-in-law Ding, Sister-in-law Ding..."
Everyone hurriedly stepped forward to help Ding's mother, and then two people from the village took her back.
Ding Daqiu, on the other hand, instantly collapsed on the ground, with tears streaming down his face. His whole face looked much older due to the death of his daughter. He felt much older in one day.
The white hair on his forehead is also particularly conspicuous.
"Yan'er, Yan'er..."
Ding Daqiu started to cry, lying on the ground and wailing loudly, "Yan'er, Yan'er...my daughter."
As he spoke, he suddenly stood up and rushed into the morgue, hugging Ding Yan's body, "Daughter, you can't die, wake up quickly..."
"Old Ding, don't be like this." The older villager hurriedly pulled Ding Daqiu away, "How can you let Yan'er rest underground like this?"
"My daughter, my daughter..." Ding Daqiu burst into tears, "You are the only parent. You said you are gone now, what will your mother and I do?"
Everyone present wiped away tears when they saw this.
They felt uncomfortable when Ding Yan died. Last night, Qin Xiaofei said that he could go to the underworld to steal the soul. They still had hope, but now, the last hope has been shattered.
"Uncle, please don't do this first." Qin Xiaofei couldn't help but blush, and stepped forward to comfort Ding Daqiu, "It's me, it's all because of me."
"Xiao Fei." Ding Daqiu calmed down a little and choked up: "You did your best on this matter, I don't blame you."
"No." Qin Xiaofei shook his head, "It's all my own fault."
"Xiao Fei, can you tell us what happened in the Yinsi?" Lao Qin spoke, and after speaking he glanced at Ding Daqiu.
Qin Xiaofei opened his mouth. He knew what Lao Qin meant when he said this. He wanted to tell Ding Daqiu, so that Ding Daqiu would also know about his difficulties in the underworld.
"There's nothing to say, Yan'er's soul..." Qin Xiaofei looked at the body lying quietly on the ground, "She... she can't bring her soul with her."
He didn't know how to explain it to everyone. He couldn't say that he met King Yama and Judge Cui and then had a conflict.
This is inappropriate.
Even if he said it, no one would believe him.
After all, these ghosts, monsters, and gods may only appear in movies, TV series, and some mythological novels. If placed in the real world, they would not exist at all.
And he didn't want to say so much.
"The reason why you can't bring out the soul is... the gods in the underground won't give it to you, right?" Mr. Miao spoke up, sighing, "It's not easy to do this in the first place. If you ask for the soul from the gods below, it's weird if they can give it to you."
Already."
After saying that, he put the mahogany sword on the altar table, "Now... there is nothing we can do. We have to think about the next funeral arrangements."
"Yes, Village Chief Ding, I understand your mood very well, but now that the matter has come out, Xiaofei has tried his best, but you have also seen that there is no way, so let's discuss the next step now.
Let’s follow up.”
Mr. Lin also spoke.
Although the temperature is now low, the bodies cannot be released, and those who died violently must be buried as soon as possible.
"I know." Ding Daqiu sat slumped next to the corpse, stretched out his hand to wipe Ding Yan's face, and his eyes dropped again, "Daughter, daughter..." He turned to look at everyone, "I know that my daughter is like this, and the corpse cannot
It’s delayed, but can I ask everyone to give me a few more days? I want to spend time with my daughter, and I want to see my daughter to the fullest, because I won’t be able to see her anymore.”
When everyone heard this, they wiped away tears again.
"Why!"
Everyone sighed.
In fact, they could understand the village chief very well. After all, the child they had worked so hard to raise passed away like this before he was married and before his daughter got married and had children.
Parents must be heartbroken and unable to accept it.
It would be the same for them.
"Daqiu, we are all sad that Yan'er passed away." An older man said with red eyes, "We all sympathize with you, but now..."
He looked at the morgue and said, "The body has been there for more than a day now. Besides, you are the village chief and you know our rural customs. If it is left there for another two days, I'm afraid..."
He didn't say any more, but the implication was already obvious.
That is because they are worried that the person who died suddenly is full of evil spirits and may easily bring disaster to the village!
"Yes, Uncle Wang is right, village chief, please tell Yan'er to go underground to rest as soon as possible. You will make Yan'er unable to rest peacefully." A villager echoed, "In addition, some things in the village may have to be followed.
.”
"Yes, village chief, let Yan'er rest in peace."
Everyone spoke one after another.
Mr. Lin also stepped forward and said: "Village Chief, you have heard everyone's opinions. As an outsider, Miss Ding Yan's body really needs to be buried as soon as possible."
"Yes, I know." Ding Daqiu wiped away his tears, "Okay, that's it, Yan'er's body will be..." His lips trembled, "Tomorrow... tomorrow morning."
Even if the Feng Shui master in the village passes today at noon, it will normally be tomorrow morning, and the tomb cannot be in the village, but must be buried in some wild land far away from Daoxiang Village.
"Then... can I make a request, as I said before, can Yan'er's body be buried in my family's ancestral grave?" Ding Daqiu wiped his tears, "Yan'er is a good child, she will not mess around.
If something happens, I'm willing to take responsibility, okay?"
As he spoke, he knelt down in front of everyone and said, "I, Ding Daqiu, kowtow to you all. Please agree."
"This..." Everyone hurriedly supported Ding Daqiu, but still no one spoke.
This has never happened before.
In their village, there were also cases where people died while working abroad. After they were brought back, they could not be buried in the ancestral graves in the village, but were buried directly in mass graves.
Ding Daqiu's request can be said to be a bit too high. None of them dare to make the decision, and they cannot make the decision. After all, if something happens, no one can take the responsibility.
"I beg you all." Ding Daqiu kowtowed again.
"Hey, Daqiu!" The older man supported him and said, "Please stop kowtowing. We all can understand, but I'm afraid this won't work. You must know that you are the village chief and you must abide by the village rules."
You know, doing this is irresponsible to the people of Daoxiang Village."
