Crunch——
The door to the ward was pushed open, and two slightly haggard figures walked out of the room.
Xu Si walked out of the ward, scratched his head uncomfortably, then subconsciously took out a cigarette from his pocket and prepared to light one.
"You are not allowed to smoke in the hospital!" A passing nurse frowned when she saw the other person's actions and scolded her sternly.
The smile on Xu Si's face was a bit tired and helpless. Finally, he put away the cigarette and apologized again and again, "Sorry, sorry."
"..." Xu Fu sat on a chair outside the door and glanced at the two of them, and then couldn't help but look inside the room.
Xu Xiang's face seemed to be rosier at this time, as if there were signs of returning to the light, but the rising death energy above his head was already an oil lamp that was about to go out.
Beside the hospital bed, Feng Baobao was lying next to the other person with his head propped up on his head. His face still showed no emotion. It seemed that everything had nothing to do with him. He was neither sad nor happy at this moment.
The room was very quiet, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was somewhat depressing.
"The boxwood pole is soft and soft, so brother, Harry, pick a pick of white rice and go to Liuzhou...Sister, sister, come to Liuzhou, brother, Harry...Come to Liuzhou, brother, Harry..."
Feng Baobao sang a tune softly in his mouth and reached out to touch the old man's head, as if coaxing a child to sleep.
The old man also opened his mouth and seemed to want to close a few words, but after all, he could no longer make any sound. At this time, the death energy above his head had condensed into a dark cloud...
"The eldest sister combs a dragon-coiled veil, and the second sister combs a camellia button..."
Feng Baobao did not seem to notice anything, and continued to sing in a low voice, "Only the third sister can comb her hair as skillfully as my brother, Harry, he can comb his hair like a lion and roll a hydrangea ball..."
Slowly stroking the old man's head, coaxing him to gradually fall asleep and fall into a dream from which he might never wake up.
Crunch——
The door was closed by Xu San. He reached out and pushed up his glasses involuntarily. His eyes looked a little red, but he quickly noticed Xu Fu's gaze and couldn't help but look away.
Xu Fu didn't know what to say at this time, but maybe it would be best not to say anything at this time.
I didn't have much contact with Xu Xiang. I only occasionally visited Xu Xiang in the hospital a few times. The other party was also in a coma, so I didn't have any feelings about the death of this stranger.
What's more, inheriting the Fang Xiang clan needs to see through life and death, not only his own life and death, but also the life and death of others...
Although it won't cut off all emotions and desires, it will eventually become like Feng Baobao's piece of wood.
But I am used to this kind of scene, so I won't feel any sentimentality about it.
"Huh, Fuzi, come with me to take a breather..." Xu Si wiped his face, his tone a bit heavy.
It seemed that there were still many things he wanted to say, but in the end the words were left unsaid, and the thousands of words turned into a sigh.
"..." Xu Fu didn't ask any more questions and just followed the other person away.
Although I knew it was definitely not as simple as going out to take a breath, I could vaguely guess a little bit.
…
"Huh..." Xu Si went to the smoking area in the garden next to the hospital building and lit up a cigarette, then took a deep breath and slowly blew out the smoke ring.
No one spoke between the two of them until they were silent for a while, then they looked at Xu Fu and couldn't help but ask, "I want to ask you a favor, but I don't know your rules, so I asked first."
"Ask." Xu Fu glanced at the other party and knew that the other party would never talk to him about official matters at this time.
But if you ask this question specifically, it's probably pretty much what you guessed. But even if you guessed it, you can't say it directly. You can only wait for the other person to say it.
"What are the rules for you guys to dance with each other? This is not a business matter, it is my personal request..."
Xu Si hesitated for a long time, and finally asked, "My old man, are you able to dance? If it's against the rules, then I'll follow your rules. Don't be embarrassed."
"That's no problem. Even according to the old etiquette, Mr. Xu's position is already a fourth-rank official, and he is worthy of this gift..." Xu Fu was not too surprised by the other party's request.
In ancient times, Fang Xiangshi not only presided over the rites to ward off epidemics, but also held funeral ceremonies in the palace.
However, if you follow the etiquette, only those with an official rank of fourth rank or above are eligible to enjoy this ceremony.
Nowadays, there are only a handful of people who can perform the Fang Xiang ceremony, and the existence of this ceremony itself has no meaning. My old man also used the Fang Xiang to be buried, just to find a place to rest in peace.
"But you'd better not have too much hope for a complete ceremony. At most, it can only open the way for Master Xu to perform Nuo and drive the good people into the soil." Xu Fu chose to put his words first.
I definitely cannot complete the complete ceremony by myself. Although I have mastered the process, I am unable to complete it due to lack of resources.
What's more, now it's all cremation, and a large part of the etiquette itself is missing.
"That's enough. There is no need for too complicated etiquette..."
Xu Si took another puff of the cigarette, then looked up at the sky, sighed with a wry smile, "My old man was wandering around for the first half of his life and hardly lived a good life. Now that he is leaving, at least he can rest in peace."
"..." Xu Fu also smiled, then lowered his head and said nothing more.
I understand the other party's thoughts very well, and there is no excuse for such a request. In short, it is nothing.
Then he suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but remind him, "Has the old man found a place to be buried?"
If you choose a cemetery in the northern suburbs, it is best to change the location as soon as possible. The feng shui of that place is really not very good.
And with so many things happening, I’m afraid Master Xu won’t be able to live in peace even if he is buried...
"I will stay here for three days, but I guess I won't be buried here. I want to take the ashes back to the mountain city. The old man's roots are there."
Xu Si glanced at the other party, and then continued, "It can be regarded as a fallen leaf returning to its roots. Even if it is scattered everywhere, it must eventually return to its hometown. This is what the old man meant."
"Then I'll just go with you, but what are the arrangements for the work here in Jinmen?" Xu Fu thought for a while, and he still had a task pending.
Although there is a high probability that there is no special situation, if it needs to be handled, it will be troublesome to find someone.
Although it may not actually take much time to go like this, it is better to have a clear understanding of the arrangements.
"I've said hello to the people at the headquarters. Other people will be arranged here during this period. Jinmen and Peiping are close to each other, so nothing can go wrong..."
Xu Si then seemed to think of something again, and there was a bit of sternness in his eyes, "If Quanxing's bunch of bastards are really so blind, I'll take care of it myself when I get back..."
(End of chapter)
