Corpse Retriever

No filial son can stand by a sickbed for a long time.

At funerals, those who cry and scream are often not the children who have been serving their parents all year round.

On the contrary, those who take care of and send off the elderly day after day find it difficult to cry at funerals.

Anything that can be suffixed with the suffix "value" is limited, such as emotions.

After being consumed for a long time, it will naturally be consumed.

Just like Yin Meng at this moment, she smiled, not forcing a smile, but a kind of relief and relief.

Her grandfather was trapped in the coffin, and she was trapped in the coffin shop.

The grandfather and grandson were both suffering.

Now, finally both sides have been relieved.

Fortunately, she held on to the end, she did not show impatience, did not show depression, she has been helping her grandfather change his diapers and wipe his body every day with a positive and sunny attitude, lying beside the coffin to talk to him.

She knew that this was what she should do. After all, she was raised by her grandfather. She would feel disgusted with herself for the numbness and disgust that suddenly rose in her heart at a certain moment, and then criticize and educate herself.

She was very afraid that she would not be able to hold on. She did not want to show a side that was not in line with the "good granddaughter" in front of her grandfather, even if it was just a little bit, she would never allow it.

Now, she won.

She won the rest of her life with a clear conscience.

Tan Wenbin took the lead and said with a smile: "The old man passed away peacefully. It was a happy funeral."

Runsheng: "Hold the funeral."

The funeral was very simple, because there were really no outsiders, Yin Meng did not need to wrap black gauze and tie white ropes to kneel down and invite people.

Two white lanterns were hung on both sides of the shop sign.

There was a wreath at the door, and the names of three people were left. The elegiac couplet was written by Li Zhuiyuan, because among the four people, he was the only one who wrote good calligraphy.

There was an old stereo in the shop, and it was now placed outside, playing funeral music.

But this is Fengdu, and it is also a ghost street. The storefront is still a coffin shop. Even if so many things are arranged, passers-by will not think that someone has died. They will subconsciously think that this is an event to add atmosphere.

For a while, there were more customers entering the store than usual.

After changing the old man's burial clothes, Yin Meng put on mourning clothes and sat cross-legged in front of the mourning hall.

Tan Wenbin and Runsheng sat opposite each other and burned paper money.

The paper ash was flying, and the room was a little stuffy.

It happened to rain outside, so Li Zhuiyuan simply closed the family tree and moved a small stool to sit at the door of the store.

The rain brought fresh air and also drenched the pedestrians on the street.

Runsheng asked: "How do you arrange funerals here? How long will the body stay?"

Yin Meng: "I want to bury grandpa tonight."

Runsheng reminded: "This is not in accordance with the rules."

Unless the world is in chaos and things are urgent, I have never heard of anyone who buries the same night as the death.

Yin Meng: "It doesn't matter if there are rules or not."

Tan Wenbin immediately agreed: "Those who are filial during their lifetime are confident, and they don't need to act."

Runsheng asked: "Then I'll push it for you. Where is your ancestral grave?"

Yin Meng shook her head: "My family doesn't have an ancestral grave. My family tradition is water burial."

Runsheng: "Which water area?"

Yin Meng shook her head again: "I don't know. Grandpa didn't tell me these details when he was alive."

Li Zhuiyuan, who was sitting at the door of the shop with his back to everyone listening to the rain, said: "Jiuguai River."

Yin Meng asked curiously: Xiaoyuan, how did you know it? "

"It's written in your family tree."

"Is it written? I've read the family tree, I don't remember it having this."

"It's the notes at the back. An ancestor of your family from the Ming Dynasty recorded the process of his father's burial in great detail."

"Oh, no wonder, I didn't read those notes. There are too many and too dense, and the words are hard to understand."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Your grandfather is really too careless."

He is obviously old, but he didn't tell his granddaughter in advance about the arrangements of his affairs after his death.

Of course, it is also possible that the old man no longer values ​​these rules, after all, he can borrow even the family tree at will.

His son "disappeared without any news", and his only blood relative is his granddaughter. He himself is in poor health, so he should have been prepared for the family inheritance to be cut off, otherwise he would not have taught Yin Meng the method of walking in the underworld.

"Well, can you help me arrange my grandfather's burial, Xiaoyuan?"

Runsheng: "Call me brother."

Tan Wenbin said: "Brother Xiaoyuan, what do you want to eat for lunch? I'll go buy it."

Yin Meng stood up and left the futon, walked to Li Zhuiyuan's side, and half squatted down:

"Brother Xiaoyuan, help me."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded.

Yin Meng breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and shouted to Tan Wenbin: "Go to Miss Wang's stewed food shop over there, I want to eat pig's trotters."

Tan Wenbin opened his umbrella and walked into the rain.

Not long after, he came back with a big bag of food.

No wine, but good meat and vegetables.

The four of them sat in a circle, opened the plastic bag, and put it on the ground.

The rice was from home, and Runsheng cooked it himself, and he didn't dare let Yin Meng interfere.

A large bowl of rice was brought up, Li Zhuiyuan and Yin Meng each had half a bowl, and the rest of the bowl, which was almost not reduced, was given to Runsheng and Tan Wenbin.

During the meal, Tan Wenbin asked, "What are you going to do next? Will you continue to run this coffin shop?"

Yin Meng stopped chewing the pig's trotter, secretly glanced at Li Zhuiyuan, and whispered, "I already called you brother."

"What do you mean?" Tan Wenbin didn't understand for a moment.

Runsheng: "I'm relying on you."

Yin Meng stretched out her leg and kicked Runsheng.

Tan Wenbin was a little surprised and said, "What are you thinking? You want to go with us? It's quite far from Nantong."

Yin Meng said indifferently, "Anyway, I don't have any relatives now. One person can feed the whole family. I can go anywhere. I don't have many friends, just the three of you."

Tan Wenbin said with some embarrassment, "But, I'm the only one who eats at Uncle Li's house."

Yin Meng: "I can work, help cook or something."

Runsheng: "..."

Tan Wenbin: "..."

Li Zhuiyuan had to say, "After you go home with us, you can do nothing, but don't cook for a living."

Even Tan Wenbin's iron stomach couldn't stand it. I'm afraid that Yin Meng would cook a meal at home and send him and his grandfather away directly.

"You agree?" Yin Meng asked happily, "Then I'll go to Nantong with you."

"Well, okay."

Old man, your granddaughter is actually much smarter than you think.

After dinner, the speakers outside the door continued to play funeral music, and everyone sat in front of the mourning hall and played cards.

At first, they played Landlord for four people. After playing for a while, the three of them tacitly excluded Li Zhuiyuan and played Landlord for three people.

In the afternoon, the three of them left.

The things in the shop need to be dealt with. Those handicrafts are not worth much money and can be given away. The real valuable things in the shop are coffins. The old man used one and there are four left.

Fortunately, coffins are hard currency nowadays.

Every family has an old man, and the old man will prepare funeral supplies for himself before he dies.

In order to sell as soon as possible, Yin Meng directly gave a 50% discount, and the four coffins were quickly sold, and they got cash.

Runsheng and Tan Wenbin pushed the cart and sent the four coffins to the shops respectively. Yes, they were bought by other merchants before they left the ghost street.

They were not afraid that the coffins would affect their business if they were temporarily placed outside the shop. Here, it was as common as putting a fortune cat.

Yin Meng sat there counting money: "Fortunately, the rent for next month has not been paid yet. When the time comes, the remaining things in the house will be left to the landlord."

Runsheng threw down the cooked dishes left over from lunch and cooked a big pot of mixed porridge.

After eating and drinking, it was completely dark outside.

Yin Fuhai's coffin was placed on a cart. Runsheng pushed the cart alone in the front, Tan Wenbin pushed it in the back, Yin Meng followed the cart, and Li Zhuiyuan sat on the coffin lid with an umbrella in his hand.

It's not that the boy took the big and deliberately lazy, but the burial road was not easy to walk, he needed to sit high and see far to plan.

Burying at night, or in the ghost street, if you bump into it blindly, God knows what you will encounter.

Tomorrow is the return trip, and Li Zhuiyuan doesn't want to encounter any more sudden programs tonight.

Out of the street, out of the county, and through the village, the coffin was transported to the river beach, and the journey was safe and smooth.

In front is Jiuguaitou, which is also called Jiulongguai by the locals. As the name suggests, the river section here is winding and twisting, with many extreme bends.

After passing Jiulongguai, the rest of the river is straight and can directly merge into the Yangtze River.

From the perspective of Feng Shui, this place is ready to build a fortress and flush out the silt.

Water burial here means that the deceased will cleanse the dust of his life and wash away all causes and effects.

After seeing the real scene, Li Zhuiyuan felt a little strange.

Because in theory, this is not a good place for water burial.

In the eyes of normal people, the deceased should rest in peace, but here, they travel light.

If this place is chosen as a place for newborns to receive baptism and blessing and for adulthood ceremonies, it would be more appropriate.

On the beach, Tan Wenbin set up the altar.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Yin Meng: "Will you read the eulogy?"

Yin Meng spread her hands. She was used to this kind of response today: "No, I don't understand."

Li Zhuiyuan suddenly felt that he seemed to be at a disadvantage, because he was equivalent to sitting fast for the old man.

But this item is not included in the transaction.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the altar, pointed to his side, and said to Yin Meng: "Hold the incense and kneel here."

"Okay."

Yin Meng was very obedient. After lighting the incense, he knelt down and held the incense with both hands above his head.

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

Li Zhuiyuan made a gesture to Runsheng, and Runsheng pushed the coffin on the shore into the water.

However, the coffin was not washed down by the current, but continued to stay on the shore.

Li Zhuiyuan lit the yellow paper with a candle, and waved it, scattering the burning yellow paper in batches into the air, throwing it on the ground and throwing it into the river.

With the light and fire that had not yet been extinguished, Li Zhuiyuan supported the altar with both hands, his eyes slightly lowered, his body slightly shaking, and reciting the eulogy.

The first half of the eulogy was all about praising Yin Changsheng, the so-called Emperor Fengdu.

Li Zhuiyuan completely memorized the records in the notebook, and there was nothing to modify.

The second half needed to tell his life story, and he could not copy it. He had to follow the specific situation of the "dead person".

However, the old man really had nothing to brag about. Not only did he not carry forward the family heritage, but it was almost cut off in his hands.

If it weren't for the one-eyed woman who poisoned people first, the old man would have to bear the cause and effect of the extermination of the family. As for your reasons, the law of nature doesn't care.

Since there were no achievements and highlights in his life, the only thing Li Zhuiyuan could brag about was "conscientious and hardworking".

In order to make up the content of the eulogy, Li Zhuiyuan repeatedly described this point from multiple aspects and angles.

After I felt the same, Li Zhanyuan started to end, which is also the most critical step.

I saw the boy take a deep breath first, then leaned forward, and entered the state of semi -walking;

His voice no longer exists only in reality, and he also passed another invisible "world".

"Li Zhanyuan Xiaoyin Meng Meng,

， ， ，, Ding Huangquan, Zhenyin Division, Kaiyin Gate.

catch,

Yin's children Yin Fuhai,

Gui Fengdu, follow the life, enters the pole. "

Li Zhanyuan raised his neck, ended the yin, and then said on the side of his body: "Sweet."

Yin Meng immediately saluted the river.

The ritual.

The wind rises the river beach, even ordinary people can notice the coldness of this wind.

The next moment, the coffin that still had a nostalgia for Yangjian finally broke away from the shore and drifted deep into the river.

Tan Wenbin looked very carefully, as if he found something, covering his mouth with one hand to prevent screaming from screaming and the other hand stunned his arms.

Run Sheng understood the meaning of Binbin, and he also saw that there were four shadows in the water surface below the coffin.

The shadow is becoming more and more solid, and the coffin gradually breaks away from the water surface. The shadow below is turned into four ghosts. They carry the coffin and continue to move forward in the river.

Runsheng sucks his nose, so a strong smell of water.

The four of these coffin seemed to be dead.

Li Zhanyuan also watched this scene. What he saw was actually more than Runsheng. For example, the four people lifted the coffin. Before that, it should be the corpse drowned in this river. They were not washed away by the water. Instead, it is buried under the sediment of the bottom of the river.

At this moment, all of them "recovery", as if they were temporarily sighed, they served as the coffin.

This once again proves that Li Zhanyuan's previous speculation was that this Fengdu ghost city did have its special special.

At the same time, another guess is also indirectly confirmed that the "immortal" of Yin Changsheng swallowed the corpse Dan, this "immortal" should be its literal antonym.

And Yin Changsheng said that the dozens of Taoist friends who did not like to go out when he became immortal, and the probability was not the existence of Xianfeng Tao bone, but the frightened death.

I just don't know if they have communicated in private ... And, whether they have the opportunity to get in touch with them in the future.

"Giggle! ~~~"

Obviously, it was still early, but I do n’t know where to come from nearby.

The sun was not called out, but on the top of the head, a weird red appeared, and the river beaches and river surfaces were extremely gloomy and depressed.

This phenomenon is fleeting, and it can make you mistakenly think it is just a momentary dazzling.

Then, although the original coffin was still in the sight, it disappeared.

Tan Wenbin jumped hard with Runsheng's shoulder:

"Well, why suddenly gone, is it sinking?"

Runsheng: "I was taken away."

Li Zhanyuan grabbed the table, sweat on his forehead, and kept taking a deep breath.

Yin Meng got up from the ground and asked with care: "Xiao Yuan ... Brother, are you okay?"

She was guilty, thinking that the boy was overdrawn because of helping her to do a funeral.

But in fact, after learning the most basic shortcomings of the 12th method of the Yinjia family, Li Zhanyuan will not be as easy to nosebleeds as before.

He is currently in extreme fears.

Because just now, even if the time is short, he has time to go through the shade and go to the front to "see".

As soon as this idea rose, he noticed a huge sense of crisis.

It seems that as long as you do this, you will see the real horror.

After so many years, the Yin family has died, and it can still attract the "four ghosts to lift the coffin" to lead, proving that the logic of its operation has not collapsed.

Does this also mean, the Emperor Yin Changsheng, the Emperor Fengdu ... he is still there?

Close his eyes, swallowed his mouth, and when he opened his eyes, Li Zhanyuan breathed slowly.

He turned around, facing the direction of Fengdu Ghost Street, the hacking in his eyes was replaced by a touch of excitement:

It's nice, you are still there.

This world is getting more and more interesting.

The boy is relieved, because he is convinced that even when he grows up, he will not feel boredom.

Packing up the things, the four returned to the coffin shop of Ghost Street.

After the clearance was sold, the shop was very empty. Everyone could only fight the floor shop for one night. After without the coffin, I missed it.

The next morning, the four took their luggage and boarded the boat at the Ghost Street Wharf.

No need to go to Wanzhou anymore, then go straight to the mountain city.

Yin Meng stood on his head and looked at the river under his feet.

There is some reluctance to stand at the sterling of the ship.

Like a well -known dish, it is tasting, while the aftertaste is endless, it still retains huge expectations.

Although he knew that this was a kind of death, he believed that when he grew up and the time was mature, he would return to this ghost city again to try to dig into the secret of its core.

The pier is drifting away, the streets are drifting away, and the mountains are drifting away, but in the future, they are approaching step by step.

After returning to the mountain city, Li Zhanyuan called Xue Liangliang.

Xue Liangliang informed the boy's recovery work for a long time. When he returned to Jinling when he ended the project in his hand, he would bring the recovered bamboo slips back and go to Nantong to the boy in person.

I didn't do much delay in Shancheng. The four went to the train station and bought the ticket to return.

However, without Xue Liangliang's connections this time, the four of them could only buy hard sleeper tickets, six people in one room, and none of them were bottom sleepers.

Even though Li Zhuiyuan was still young, he still felt cramped lying on the hard sleeper berth.

The other three were even worse off. They could only lie on the berth but not sit, which was very painful.

Therefore, except for sleeping at night, the three of them liked to move around in the aisle outside.

Tan Wenbin specifically reminded Yin Meng several times not to send food and drinks on the train and not to have too much contact with any strangers.

In fact, the little girl in red left a deep shadow on everyone last time, and they really didn't want to be treated unfairly again.

It was late at night when they arrived at Nantong Station. The few taxis and black cars outside the station refused to take them after hearing that they were going to the countryside.

Later, there was really no other way, so Tan Wenbin went to the phone booth to call Tan Yunlong.

The four of them sat and waited on the side of the road for a while, and a pickup truck with a strong seafood smell stopped in front of them.

Tan Yunlong threw the cigarette butt in his hand out of the car window and urged: "Hurry up and get in the car. I have to hurry to return the car. People will use this car to purchase goods in the morning."

When the pickup truck drove to Siyuan Village, it was already dawn.

When the car stopped, Tan Yunlong looked at his son and asked: "Come home with me, your mother misses you."

"It's okay, I'll go back tomorrow, so that my mother can enjoy one more day of anticipation of the mother-son reunion."

After saying that, without waiting for his father to scold, Tan Wenbin got out of the car first.

While others were still taking their luggage, he waved his arms and ran towards home excitedly, shouting as he ran:

"Uncle Li, Uncle Li!"

From the dam came Li Sanjiang's knowingly asking laugh and scolding:

"I say, who is it this early in the morning?"

"It's Zhuangzhuang, Zhuangzhuang is back!"