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The old man and the old lady were a little embarrassed. The old man's body was stiff. The old lady was restrained.

After the two of them were helped to the altar table by the middle-aged man next to them, they slowly stretched out their bodies and sat cross-legged on the futon. This sitting posture is a bit difficult for the two old people. Their cross-legged movements are also not very standard.

The monk waited for the two of them to sit down, bowed slightly, and motioned to the middle-aged people who were helping the old man to sit down to step back.

In the picture, all the irrelevant people have left, leaving only the monk and two old people.

The monk quietly began to recite scriptures. The beads in his hand were also fiddled with one by one.

The sound of chanting sutras is somewhat different from the majestic sounds of many monks chanting sutras in the temple. It gives people an ethereal feeling that is intermittent, disappearing and appearing.

The smoke in the incense burner became material.

The incense is burning and falling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Due to the angle of the shooting, the bottom of the incense burner is not shown in the picture, but you can see that as the smoke turns pure white, the incense stick is much shorter.

There was no smoke inside. The smoke still seemed to have disappeared after it came out of the incense burner.

The expressions of the two old men sitting on the futon became peaceful, their eyes closed, their bodies relaxed, their hands resting on their legs, their fingers occasionally trembling slightly.

The old lady's face gradually showed a pale color. The face and lips are no longer rosy. The color of the skin is white with gray in it.

The whispering voice appeared outside the screen again, and Wu Ling's voice emerged in the middle. These sounds are very vague. The sound of chanting occupied most of the sounds. However, the content of the chanting was vague, like a language that had never been heard before.

The old man also gradually showed changes. His skin turned black, and from his mouth, nose and ears, tiny thread-like insects crawled out, and white maggots emerged.

The two frowned, and beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

The chanting became louder.

The incense has submerged into the incense burner. There seems to be a white vortex inside the incense burner, swallowing up the delicate incense. Then, the color of the vortex turned from dark to light and slowly disappeared.

The chanting also stopped at this time.

The monk facing the two old men opened his eyes and chanted the Buddha's name.

The two old men opened their eyes, still a little confused.

After a while, the old man exhaled. The old lady rubbed her legs and said, "I feel relaxed all over."

The noise grew louder.

Someone came into the shot and crowded around the two old people.

"It's okay. My legs are numb after sitting for a long time." The old lady said, sounding in good spirits.

"Dad, how are you?" a man asked.

The old man mused, "I feel much better."

They were all talking.

The monk left the altar table and walked towards the camera.

"Master Hui Yi." Wu Ling greeted.

The monk nodded slightly, with an indifferent expression, "The situation of these two donors is a bit bad. The poor monk is already powerless. You..." He hesitated when he said this.

Ye Qing's voice was cold, "I understand. The problem is no longer with them."

"Boss, you mean..." Liu Miao interrupted.

"Yeah. Their children don't want them to be reincarnated." Ye Qing said lightly, "I'm afraid we won't let them leave even if we burn that corpse."

"Isn't this... bad?" Liu Miao asked hesitantly.

Master Hui Yi recited a Buddhist name but did not continue speaking.

Ye Qing said: "There is nothing wrong with it. If they can bear the consequences, there is nothing wrong with staying in the earth."

Master Hui Yi raised his eyelids and said, "Donor Ye, they are just a group of ordinary people."

"Yes. If you can persist, you will no longer be an ordinary person." Ye Qing said lightly.

The crowd gathered over there has separated.

A middle-aged man in his thirties walked at the front, bowed to the monk, and then looked forward, "The situation of my parents..."

"The body can be cremated. Next, it depends on how long you can hold on." Ye Qing said calmly.

The middle-aged man's face showed various expressions of surprise, surprise, worry, and relief. The older middle-aged men and women who came with him were also emotionally exposed.

The video screen moves downwards.

During this process, you can see two old people surrounded by a group of young people and children, with kind smiles on their faces.

On July 18, 2002, the client's body was cremated.

On July 19, 2002, the client visited. Audio file 01220020719.wav.

"Mr. Duan, Mr. Duan, please sit down."

"Well, thank you."

"...That's right. My dad said that the situation is getting better. He hasn't seen bugs in the past few days. Thank you for the previous commission."

"You are welcome."

"Then...end the commission now..."

"Hey, you kid... Well, we are here mainly to thank you. I have been troubled for more than three years, and I didn't expect to be able to relax all of a sudden. It's great to be like this now... Thank you very much. ”

"You're welcome. Since you are no longer troubled, the entrustment between us should be settled. In addition to the entrustment commission, which requires you to pay the balance, Master Huiyi also requires you to pay a remuneration. "

"Of course, of course. We also want to thank him."

"People outside the country also need to eat. We understand."

"You bastard! You are so old and have children, but you still have no way to talk."

"I'm telling the truth."

"The other thing is, please keep our communication methods."

"Huh? Oh, if anything happens, we will definitely come to you again."

"What else will happen?"

"We talked about it, Mr. Duan Kang."

"..."

"If you encounter any changes, you can call us at any time."

"Fine."

July 19, 2002, audio file analysis. Audio file 01220020719G.wav.

"...Well, we are here mainly to thank you...."

"There is no sound of that kind of insect anymore. By the way, this matter is over, right? The family has finally got what they wanted."

"Let's see what happens next. If you can really persevere, you will really get what you want."

On July 19, 2002, the commission ended.

On April 21, 2003, the client visited for the second time. Audio file 01220030421.wav.

"Mr. Duan, please have some tea."

"..."

"Are you okay, Mr. Duan? What happened?"

"Oh...I, I'm okay...what happened...if anything...something...is a little strange..."

"Please tell me."

"Hmm...I don't know...I don't know what happened...I seem to be unable to control my temper...and the old woman...we all become very strange..."