my weird life

Chapter 491 Mr. Watching Things (12)

crackling-

The smoke from the sound of firecrackers gradually dissipated in the night.

But the smell of gunpowder is still not far away.

The door of Jiang Yingying's house was opened, and Su Wu stood at the door of Mr. Jiang's bedroom, and said to the weeping Jiang Yingying, "Yingying, you and Yun Nishang should go outside the house for now.

I will change clothes for the old man. "

"I, I'll change it, I'll change it for grandpa..." Jiang Yingying started crying, her eyes were red and swollen.

She insisted on staying here.

But Su Wu always felt that Mr. Jiang's death was a bit strange,
Wanting to walk around his body alone with firewood to see if there is any change in his body,

If Jiang Yingying stayed here, it would be inconvenient for him to make a move.

Su Wu turned to look at Yun Nishang.

Yun Nishang understood immediately, and helped Jiang Yingying, who was kneeling on the bed and crying and refused to get up, comforted her in a gentle voice, led her out of the bedroom, and closed the door behind her.

Seeing the old man whose face was gradually turning blue on the bed and whose closed eyelids opened again in a sway, revealing a pair of blue-black eyes, Su Wu made palms together and wiped the old man's face, and the old man's eyes slowly closed.

From his fingertips sprang a wisp of firewood,
into the old man's nostrils.

In an instant, it flowed around the old man's body.

No abnormalities were found.

——The old man died of multiple organ failure.

This is a common disease of many elderly people who are dying.

Other than that, there is nothing strange about it.

He took back the wisp of firewood, and asked Jiang Yingying who was sobbing outside the door: "Yingying, what clothes do you want to change for grandpa?"

"In the closet, there are new clothes I bought for grandpa,

on the left……"

Jiang Yingying cried.

Her voice was even sadder when she mentioned the new clothes that grandpa would not have time to wear in the future.

Su Wu was also silent for a moment, and opened the wardrobe on the left, and sure enough, he saw a black woolen trench coat still covered with plastic film, and a whole set of woolen sweater and trousers inside.

He took out the set of clothes and helped the old people change them one by one.

open the bedroom door,
Outside the door, Jiang Yingying and Yun Nishang brought a stool and laid it parallel in the living room.

Afterwards, Jiang Yingying struggled to remove the wooden door panel of the warehouse door and placed it in the living room.

Seeing this, Su Wu carried out the old man's body and placed it on the door panel.
Head in, feet out.

Yingying cried again for a while,
While crying, while covering the quilt for grandpa,

An altar was set up at the door and incense candles were placed.

The smell from burning incense candles seeps into the night, giving people the illusion that the passage between the world and the underworld is opened in a trance.

Outside the yard, there were several dogs barking in the distance.

The barking of the house dog became more and more intense.

From far to near.

The bright white lamp post pierced through from a distance, and the light beam hit the stainless steel fence door, reflecting a cold light.

An 'Old Man Le' drove up to Jiang Yingying's house, and the old man turned the steering wheel and turned into Jiang's yard.

park the car,

The old man got out of the car in a hurry,
Glancing at the altar table and joss sticks set up in the living room, his wrinkled face showed no expression. He opened the back seat of Old Man Le, and took out a envelope of paper money in a red plastic bag and a paper money in a black plastic bag. A set of shrouds.

He stepped up the steps,
Only then did Su Wu realize that the old man's shoulders were trembling slightly.

The old man approached the corpse of Mr. Jiang on the window panel, looked carefully at Mr. Jiang's face, his eyes suddenly turned red, he looked at it for a long time, and sighed indistinctly in his throat: "Hey..."

This sigh has a feeling of suppressing emotions and being unable to stop them.

He took out a piece of yellow paper from the black plastic bag, and dipped some cold water on the paper, so that the yellow paper could be pasted on Mr. Jiang's body and cover his face.

After that, he walked into the old man's bedroom,
He found some tattered clothes, put them on the floor, and said to Jiang Yingying who was kneeling on the cold tiles, "Granddaughter, it's cold on the floor, change your position."

Only then did Jiang Yingying look up at the old man whose face was six to seven points similar to her grandfather's, and tears welled up all of a sudden: "Second Grandpa..."

"Granddaughter suffers,

My brother suffers too. "

The old man shook his head, helped Jiang Yingying to change her position, and said to Jiang Yingying, "Have you visited Mr. Jiang Yingying?"

Jiang Yingying shook her head blankly.

"Got to see, got to see."

The old man muttered, put the shroud on the door panel, then took out an elderly mobile phone, pressed a few buttons, and dialed the phone.

He turned on the speakerphone directly.
There was a 'beep-beep-' sound from the old man's phone,

After three beeps,
Some shrill male voices came from the speaker of the mobile phone, especially in the dark night: "Hello?"

"Master Yang, come and show my brother!" the old man shouted into the phone.

"Who are you?" The shrill male voice on the phone asked.

"People who live in the [-]th group of Yutian Village,
Jiang Shixin's family! "

"Okay! Come right away!"

After hanging up the phone, the old man put away his mobile phone, unwrapped the plastic wrapping of the shroud, and gave Mr. Jiang a new shroud with a black base and yellow piping.

Su Wu assisted the old man,

Just put on the shroud.

Change your shroud,

Tear off the quilt and change the longevity quilt.

The old man went to the firewood room to cook meat with knife head, freeze steamed buns in the refrigerator, and soak cold vermicelli.

The chopsticks were inserted into the bowl containing the three offerings,
Put it on the altar.

"Burn the paper." The old man said to Jiang Yingying.

Handed her a letter of paper money.

The paper money was thrown into the brazier, and was quickly swallowed by the flames into ashes.

There was the chug of a motorcycle outside the door.

The motorcycle stopped outside the door, and a middle-aged man flashed into the courtyard door. He grabbed a handful of incense from the black bag he was carrying, took a lighter and lit it directly, and stuck it next to the pillar on the left side of the courtyard door, muttering something. for a while,
Then went into the hall.

The skinny man in a leather jacket, black pants, and slippers entered the door and glanced at Jiang Yingying who was kneeling on the ground.
Then he nodded slightly to the old man who called him: "Second Uncle Jiang!"

Then go to the door,
Lifting the face that covered Mr. Jiang's face,
Scrutinized it carefully for a while.

When he looked at the face of the deceased, Su Wu was also observing him.

From him, Su Wu didn't notice the slightest strange charm flowing—this is an ordinary person, and this person has a faint consciousness of the dead attached to him, just like a person who works in a flour mill, his clothes are always stained with white flour dust Same,
The faint consciousness of the dead clings to him,
Sometimes a layer is blown away by the wind,
Sometimes washed away by the rain,
But there are always people who keep dying, and the consciousness of the dead keeps clinging to him,
In the end, the fragmented consciousness of the dead formed a 'shell' on him.

What is the use of this 'shell'?

Even Su Wu didn't notice anything unusual about Mr. Jiang's death, but the middle-aged man looked at it for a while, but his face became serious. He put down the mask, and fumbled in the pocket of his leather coat, thinking he was smoking a cigarette.

But this leather jacket was put on by him hastily.
Cigarettes were not in his pocket.

Fortunately, Grandpa Jiang Er next to him saw the intention of the middle-aged man 'Master Yang', took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and handed it to 'Master Yang'.

Master Yang thanked him, lit a cigarette and smoked half of it,

Turning to look at Jiang Yingying, she said with a troubled expression, "How old is Uncle Jiang this year? Yingying."

"Seventy... 73..." Jiang Yingying whispered.

"It's all 73,
The age has come..." 'Master Yang' sucked the cigarette holder again and smoked the remaining half, a long column of smoke spewed out from his nostrils, "Yingying, just let grandpa go, okay?He is also relaxed, and you are also relaxed..."

Su Wu stared at 'Master Yang'.

Second Master Jiang stared at the middle-aged man,

Even Jiang Yingying looked at the middle-aged man with hopeful eyes in a daze: "Can my grandpa still be saved?"

"already dead,
How can it be saved?No big hospital can save him, so how can I save him. "'Master Yang' shook his head again and again, seeing that Second Master Jiang was still staring at him, he had to smile bitterly and said, "What I mean is that it is impossible to save Third Master Jiang.

But I can keep him for a while, let him have a few more words with you..."

Can a dead person be retained and leave a few last words? !
There are a lot of mysterious and strange means in the folklore. Even if Su Wu has mastered two tricks and mastered the supreme Dharma "Mahamudra of the Buddha's Truth" passed down by the monks in the Secret Tibetan Region, he dare not say that he can understand everything!
At the moment, he didn't even notice the abnormality of Mr. Jiang,

Master Yang, who hadn't mastered Li Gui, saw it!
Can only say 360 lines, interlaced like a mountain!

Of course, whether this Master Yang really has some skills in his hands at the moment, or whether he is playing tricks, is still uncertain for the time being.

"Do what you can,

Even if my brother can live an extra half an hour, that's fine! "Second Master Jiang made a decision immediately.

Jiang Yingying also nodded vigorously, hope ignited in her eyes.

'Master Yang' scratched his head vigorously now: "I can't do this, I have to invite Shendian to do it, and Shendian has to do it - this matter is also quite dangerous and troublesome, forget it, let Shendian tell you about it later. Bar!
Are you sure you want to invite the insane? "

Jiang Erye looked at Jiang Yingying,
Jiang Yingying nodded vigorously: "Master Yang please help me!"

"no big deal."

'Master Yang' shook his head, took out his smart phone, opened the leather case and made a call, and said a few words to the other side, to the effect that he asked the person on the other side to come and have a look, the [-]th group of Yutian Village There was an old man next to him who was 'old' very strangely. He couldn't make up his mind, so he invited him.

The 'spirited man' on the phone also readily agreed.

After hanging up the phone, 'Master Yang' said to Jiang Yingying, "He'll be here in half an hour, so I'll be leaving first."

"How much?" Second Master Jiang asked next to him.

"No need to give it! I didn't do anything." 'Master Yang' put down a word, stepped down the steps, rode a motorcycle outside the door, and drove away suddenly.

crisp,

Even if Su Wu wanted to ask him anything, there was no time in the future.

"Master Yang is not bad." Second Master Jiang commented on the talented middle-aged man as he heard the sound of motorcycles going away outside the door.

Outside the door the night falls,

A bit of chill poured into the living room.

Jiang Yingying knew that her grandfather seemed to have the hope of 'resurrecting', so she stopped crying for a while.

Yun Nishang went to boil tea and handed a cup to each of Su Wu, Jiang Erye, and Jiang Yingying.

(End of this chapter)