Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

Hearing that the ashes were flushed down the sewer, blue veins appeared on Brother Zhi Yuan's forehead, his teeth were clenching loudly, his whole body was full of blood, and he was in the prelude to violent rage.

Of course I don't feel well, but I know I can't cause trouble right now, the bigger the trouble, the easier it will be exposed.

"Brother Zhiyuan, calm down, calm down..." I pressed his arm and kept persuading him.

At this time, the clerk at the crematorium raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter, you still want to beat someone with your posture? It's said that unclaimed ashes took up space and were flushed down the sewer. Who is to blame? Who told you not to come earlier."

"roll!"

Brother Zhiyuan couldn't bear it anymore, he pushed me away in a rage, and without thinking about it, he swung his round arm and slapped me!The guy who was slapped staggered a lot!His mouth was bleeding!

"I'm a mud horse!" The buddy yelled while covering his cheeks, but before he could make a move, brother Zhiyuan stepped forward with two big strides, kicked the buddy's chest, and the buddy lay on his back and fell backwards Go, Brother Zhi Yuan chased after him again, stomping on this man's face!

The hard-soled rubber shoes he was wearing had blood everywhere...

"Stop beating! If you beat me again, I'll kill him!" I rushed over, hugged him and pulled him back vigorously, looking at the guy lying on the ground, not to mention shouting, he didn't move.

The man's nose collapsed, his face was covered with blood, his head was tilted to one side, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"What are you doing!" Suddenly there was a woman's scolding voice behind me. I turned around and saw that it was the fat woman and Lao Wen, the owner of the crematorium. Lao Wen was holding a red plastic bag and looked surprised. The fat woman saw her employee After being beaten like this, he was blown up on the spot.

"Okay...Okay! Make trouble, right! Wait, wait!"

She was already fat and panted when she got angry, and seeing the fat woman panting for breath, she took out her mobile phone to make a call, and Lao Wen was the closest, so he immediately made a sudden move, quickly snatching the fat woman's mobile phone.

"Give me back!"

"Are you looking for death!" The fat woman scratched and scolded Lao Wen.

Seeing this scene, Yu Wenbin shook his head and walked over. I saw him slap the fat woman's neck with a knife, and then the fat woman's body softened and she fell to the ground.

Another young guy wanted to run when he saw this, but before he reached the gate, Yu Wenbin restrained him with his hands strangling his neck.

"It's a bad thing! It's a bad thing!" Lao Wen reacted and said anxiously: "These people in the crematorium may not have seen Mr. Jin, but they must know the second-hand Jin! What should we do! Either kill people! Or Just wait for someone to come to your door!"

"Let me go! Brother let me go, I don't know anything! I just came here to work for a few months!" The last young man begged for mercy anxiously.

Liu Zhiyuan looked at this person, and asked the buddy coldly where those three people were burned, and took us there.

The guy hurriedly nodded and said yes.

Seeing him walking slowly, Yu Wenbin kicked him.

The guy got up and continued walking, and he led us into the crematorium.

There are four closed cremation furnaces in the cremation room, and the clerk pointed to one in the corner: "Fourth...it was burned in the No. [-] furnace, brother, don't beat me, I'm just a part-time worker, and I've only worked for three months."

Brother Zhiyuan walked to No. [-] cremation furnace with a serious face, and saw a handle on the furnace, but he tried it but failed to pull it open.

I called the guy over to operate and open the cremation furnace, and I saw a stainless steel cremation table similar to a push-pull bed.

I guess, a month ago, Gangzi should have been cremated lying on this table.

I don't know if it hasn't been cleaned, but there is still a little powder left in a corner of the cremation table, which is quite obvious.

Brother Zhiyuan turned his head and asked the buddy, whose ashes in the corner belonged to.

The clerk said cautiously: "The business is not good during this time. The No. [-] furnace was used once last month, and then it was turned off and it was not lit. It seems...it seems...it seems to be the ashes of the three people you are looking for."

"Clarify! Who is it!" Brother Zhiyuan yelled.

The young man said with a bitter face: "The ashes were all mixed together, and it took less than half an hour to burn a person. As for the front and rear, the ashes were all mixed together. How can I separate them, brother."

Seeing that Liu Zhiyuan was going to get angry again, the guy said first: "Brother, even if this is the case, it is better to have it than to have nothing, right? Besides, I know that the proprietress has a Hetian white jade urn, and I can tell you where it is hidden."

I kicked the guy and said where is it, take us there quickly, we have to take away the remaining ashes.

The Hetian jade urn was oval in shape with a cover. The fat woman hid the urn in the middle of the cabinet partition and covered it with a yellow cloth.

After I looked at it, I found that this is indeed a good thing. It is not Hetian seed material but it is also close to the seed material. It should be the mountains and rivers in Hetian Yuzhong. The key point is that this urn is taken out of a piece of material, polished smooth, and cold with hands. , Not counting the labor, it is estimated that the light material will cost at least tens of thousands of dollars.

The folks say that jade is good for nourishing the soul, and I fell in love with it at first glance. I want to live well for my brother Gangzi.

Liu Zhiyuan used a small broom to carefully sweep a handful of ashes into a pile, and then put them all into a Hetian jade urn. To be precise, the three of them lived together, Gangzi, Lao Song, and Lao Geng, because The ashes were all mixed up.

Brother Zhiyuan walked into the yard with the urn in his arms. At this time, Lao Wen said: "Let's go, the fat lady will be in trouble when she wakes up, go and go."

Brother Yu said with a cigarette in his mouth, "No need, I woke up early." He pointed to the fat woman lying motionless on the ground.

While talking, Brother Yu squatted down, grabbed the fat woman's arm, and burned her arm with a cigarette.

The fat woman didn't say a word and didn't move.

Brother Zhiyuan said with a cold face: "I can bear it, forget it, throw people into the furnace and burn them."

"do not!"

"Do not kill me!"

The fat woman suddenly sat up from the ground.

She begged for mercy in a panic: "I understand the rules! I will give you money and sex!"

"Who the hell wants your sex!"

Lao Wen said in disgust that he didn't want to look at his pig.

Brother Zhiyuan took out ten yuan from his pocket and threw it to the fat woman.

"I bought the urn."

After speaking, the four of us hurried out of the crematorium.

The driver, Lao Wang, was still waiting for us. He got in the car and closed the door. Lao Wang obeyed the command, swung the steering wheel, and led us out of Xiaochi Village.

Afterwards, I analyzed that the fat woman would not dare to call the police, because her crematorium itself is a black household and has not been registered with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. aware.

But after thinking about it, I was relieved.

So what if you notice?

He definitely couldn't find that place in the air-raid shelter.

Fallen leaves return to their roots, so old people must have a shelter.

There is an earthen hillside on the north side of Zhizhu Lane, and we buried the urn there. Lao Geng and Lao Song Gangzi live together and take care of each other, and they will be good brothers in the next life.

That night, Brother Zhiyuan swore an oath to the columbarium.

He said: "You live here temporarily, and later, I, Liu Zhiyuan, will definitely bury you in a grand manner, and I owe you all."

Yu Wenbin also went above and beyond for Gangzi and the others. While smoking a cigarette, he burned paper and recited the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

I remember for a moment I thought I was dazzled.

While Brother Yu was smoking a cigarette and chanting scriptures, I accidentally caught a glimpse of a scene. Not far away, there seemed to be three black shadows standing and looking at us, blurry and unclear.

I rubbed my eyes and looked, but there was nothing.

I shook my head.

May be really blinding.