The Haunted

Chapter 3 Funeral

Chi Yan got Daozhang Zhang's words, and he felt a little more at ease. If there was a cloud of fog in front of him, now he could see the target through the fog, although it was not so easy to get Ye Yingzhi's ashes.

It was already one o'clock in the afternoon when he drove home, and the room looked a little dark due to the cloudy sky.Last night, due to the nightmare, he didn't sleep for a long time, and Chi Yan felt sleepy now, so he simply changed his clothes, lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

As if waking up from a dream, he heard the rustling sound of people walking back and forth softly in slippers on the ground. He tried to open his eyes to look, but he couldn't see anything.He felt that the room was too dark, and wanted to turn on the light, but his consciousness was clear, but his body could not move a finger—this feeling has been experienced by many people, and there are popular science articles explaining it scientifically, but it can be applied to other people. What is explained may not be feasible for him.

Chi Yan focused all his attention on the piece of jade in front of his chest, and gradually felt a little out of breath. Suddenly, the sound of walking on the floor disappeared, and his body regained consciousness.

He heard the phone next to the pillow ringing, and he didn't know how long it had been ringing, so he quickly took it over, and the caller ID was "Uncle".

"Hey, Uncle, what's the matter?" YouQi felt his throat dry while speaking, and while talking on the phone, Chi Yan got out of bed and took a cup to the kitchen to pour water.

His uncle Du Mingjing exchanged some pleasantries with him, asked about his recent situation, and soon got straight to the point: "Xiao Yan, you will come back the weekend the day after tomorrow? For the funeral of Mr. Ye San, I am in a foreign country to discuss business and can't go back. Can you accompany me?" Your aunt will go for a visit. Also take the opportunity to get to know more people, there is no harm in getting to know more people."

Chi Yan and his uncle are not very close, but there is no quarrel. He also knows that in his uncle's mind, he is probably a model of "incompetent".People of his generation always had the idea of ​​"many friends, many paths". Anyone who can be invited to Ye Yingzhi's funeral has some weight. It is always good to know one or two friends.Of course, the main reason is that Chi Yan's cousin is studying abroad now, and his aunt's relatives and his uncle don't like any of them. It's better to have someone to accompany his aunt on such occasions.

If it was normal, even the late banquet for the funeral of the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu would stay far away, lest they would not be able to avoid it, but this time it seemed that he was dozing off and someone handed him a pillow.

He was too sleepy, and unconsciously fell asleep for more than five hours. At this time, the sky had already darkened, and it was dusk.

A man's face was stuck outside the kitchen window and he gave him a weird smile.

Chi Yan hastily lowered his head, pretended not to see him coming out of the kitchen, touched the jade on his chest, and agreed without much hesitation: "Okay, I'll go over there, and then I'll contact my aunt directly."

His uncle was still very surprised by his blissful approach, thinking that he had suddenly become enlightened, and after a few more confessions, he hung up the phone.

The long-distance bus from Sumin City to Shiming City takes one hour and 57 minutes. There is one bus on time at 06:30 in the morning, and it will arrive at about 08:30.It's summer and the dawn is early, and Chi Yan didn't dare to drive by himself. He carefully put away the two safety symbols drawn by Zhang Daochang, and bought a ticket to Ming City with simple luggage on his backpack—compared to driving by himself. Obviously, there are more people on the long-distance bus and the popularity is more prosperous, so I naturally feel more at ease.

After arriving in Shiming City, my aunt has arranged for a driver to pick him up and go directly to the cemetery.

Even if I don't meet my uncle very often, every time I meet, I can feel that I am a blood relative. In contrast, my aunt is more like a stranger who has nothing to do with each other.Because it was a special occasion, she didn't wear makeup, but it could be seen that even though she was old, she was still well-maintained and well-dressed. When she spoke to Chi Yan, she was gentle and polite, just like entertaining guests of the younger generation.

In such an occasion, no one dared to speak loudly, and no one dared to push forward. Everyone was cautious, and it seemed that they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.Chi Yan followed his aunt and stood at a relatively rear position. When he looked up, he could see the black solid wooden coffin placed in the middle of the front, and the black and white photos hanging in front of him.

After only a glance from a distance, Chi Yan lowered his head, muttering something in his heart, secretly thinking Mr. Ye, you have a spirit in heaven, just go around me this time, lend me your ashes, I will worship you every day, every year I will burn paper and burn incense for you during the holidays. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This time you save me, you will definitely be able to enter the Western Paradise, or enjoy eternal well-being in heaven...

When mourning and paying tribute, he also sincerely mourned with everyone.

Auntie and him were not intimate, and they were both embarrassed after staying together for a long time, so naturally they didn't bother him too much. After the ceremony, Chi Yan would be free and quietly go to the cremation.

Getting the ashes was easier than he imagined. He told a staff member who seemed to be directly in charge that he was Ye Yingzhi's classmate. Can it be convenient.Then he secretly handed over two packs of good cigarettes he bought specially and a few banknotes he had prepared.

The man took the things, and didn't care what nonsense he said, he readily agreed.This person works here, although there are some taboos of "believe what he has or not", but he doesn't respect those gods and ghosts too much. He thinks that when a person dies, everything is gone, and the ashes are burned. Scum, at most, leave a thought, give as much as you give, and it's not divulging commercial secrets.Although he said it was a bit disrespectful to the deceased, but the young man said that he wanted to take the ashes to the sea. Whether he really believed it or not, he believed it himself. That way, he would be considered a good adult, and he would not even have the last worry.Besides, if this matter is done in secret, no third party will know about it.

Chi Yan stood outside for a while, before the Ye family came to collect the ashes, that person came out and handed him a small paper bag.

After Chi Yan answered his uncle's phone call the day before yesterday, he went to the nearby incense and candle shop to order a memorial tablet according to Zhang Daochang's instructions. He also bought a miniature porcelain vase pendant the size of a girl's pinky knuckle from the market. The bottle is always with me.

He found a secluded place, rolled up a small straight tube of about the same size with the peace talisman, poured all the ashes into the paper tube, then stuffed the paper tube into a porcelain vase, screwed the stopper, and hung the vase on his jade-hanging peace rope On the table, side by side with Lingyu, it looks inconspicuous, like some kind of unique hanging ornament.

After my uncle and his family moved to Shiming City, my grandparents were also taken to live in Shiming City by my uncle after Chi Yan went to college. Later, the two old people passed away one after another, and they were buried together and buried in this land.The old man's tomb is not far from here. Now that he has arrived at the cemetery, Chi Yan will of course go to see his grandparents.

He went to tell his aunt, but the aunt said that the uncle was not there, and there were still things waiting to be dealt with at home, so she couldn't go with him.Chi Yan also ordered his aunt to go to work, he had already bought a ticket back to Su Ming City, and he could go back by himself after seeing his grandparents.

There are green pines and cypresses planted on both sides of the cemetery, and the atmosphere is solemn and heavy.Although the atmosphere in the cemetery is heavy, but because of the people's mourning for the dead, the feelings are extremely sincere, and the atmosphere is more pure. Chi Yan is not afraid to come here.

Holding the white chrysanthemums and cleaning cloth he bought from below, he followed his memory to find the tombstone of his grandparents, and reported his recent life in a rambling manner. The withered chrysanthemums were replaced, and the fresh chrysanthemums were placed upright, and it was getting late before preparing to leave.

He turned around and went back the same way. The moment he turned his back, the smiling black-and-white photo of the old man on the tombstone withdrew his smile. Looking carefully, there was a bit of worry in the eyes looking at his grandson's back.

But Chi Yan couldn't see it.

He also couldn't see the shadow of a human figure that was faintly attached to his back.

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