Hearing this, I couldn't help but sigh. In fact, this matter had nothing to do with him, but because of the so-called loyalty of friends, if he accidentally hurt someone's life, it was his fault.
In other words, even if he did not commit suicide at that time, he would not be able to escape the law. When the time comes, he will be punished by national law and he will be shot sooner or later.
At that time, his father would also be greatly implicated, so if he committed suicide, it would indeed be a one-and-done solution.
He said that his death was unjust, but in my opinion it was not unjust at all. You did it for your friends, but who told you to beat someone to death?
At this time, the ten minutes were basically up, so I kept the story short and asked him how he would be willing to leave here.
The answer surprised me. He said that he actually couldn't leave here at all.
He had made trouble back then, and then someone hired a Taoist priest to suppress him for several years. As a result, he could only wander around this floor.
Now that the suppression tools were gradually losing their effectiveness, he still couldn't leave, so he could only call the duty room every night, hoping to get people's attention.
I was very happy when I heard it. It turned out that the ghost brother called the duty room to let people find him and then find someone to let him out.
I said you are lucky to have met me. If it were Taoist Master Ma, he would basically not give you any chance, let alone let you go. He would make you not even have ashes left.
While talking, the time was almost up, and there was a familiar sound of footsteps in the corridor---Uncle Ma was back.
I looked up at Brother Ghost and said, "I ask you, are you willing to leave this place?"
He nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, I have been wanting to go home for so many years, but I have never been able to leave here..."
I said, "As long as you are willing, I will intercede for you later and ask Director Ma to send you home, but you are not allowed to cause trouble again and you have to be obedient. Can you do it?"
He didn't speak anymore, his face showed gratitude, and he kept nodding.
I was very pleased, and then waved to him: "Dust returns to dust, everything in the past life turns to dust."
Director Yang rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
The ghost brother was naturally separated from his body.
I stretched out my hand to help Director Yang up and squeezed his head with my hands. He woke up drowsily, touched his head and said, "Hey, why am I lying on the ground..."
At this moment, the door to the room was pushed open, and Uncle Ma Shiran walked in.
Seeing Director Yang looking like this, Uncle Ma had a clear expression on his face and chuckled, "How about it, is everything settled?"
I nodded: "Well, we've already talked about it. Let's just open a forum and send him off."
With that said, I secretly made an OK gesture to Uncle Ma, indicating that everything was settled.
Director Yang couldn't wait to ask: "He...has agreed, right? How do we need to cooperate? Do we have to open a forum?"
Uncle Ma thought about it and said, "Forget it, just open a forum. It's not convenient for you. You can do this and find four young men with enough yang. I don't want those who were born in the year of rabbit or chicken. I want a bunch of envelopes and three boxes." Chinese cigarettes are fine.”
Director Yang couldn't help but respond, then asked us to wait, and ran out to get ready.
While he was out, I briefly told Uncle Ma about the cause of the ghost brother's death. Uncle Ma squinted his eyes, but didn't make much of a fuss. He just sighed and said something.
"If I had known this today, why did I do it in the first place?"
Yes, if I had known this today, why bother at the beginning?
The mutton kebab seller accidentally killed someone during a fight, which was dealt with according to the national law. The ghost brother had to take action and beat the person to death. After all, this was because he was usually domineering and domineering. He was probably used to beating people, which led to the disaster.
So he said he died unjustly, but I would say it was not unjust at all. With his temperament, something will happen sooner or later.
But his right and wrong, good and evil, have nothing to do with us. The task now for Uncle Ma and I is to send him away.
Director Yang quickly brought four people over, all of them young men with high spirits. Uncle Ma asked them to stand in the four corners of the room, and then asked me to open three boxes of Chinese cigarettes, take one out of each box and light it.
Three cigarettes were quickly lit, and then Uncle Ma and I opened the envelopes and folded more than ten large ingots on the spot.
Because this place is a government unit, you can't burn incense or paper. After all, it's too sensitive. The envelope is yellow and can be folded into ingots.
Some people say, isn’t this going to graves and burning newspapers to fool ghosts?
Actually it is not, because strictly speaking, the yellow paper we burn in the human world is paper, and the ingots with gold foil are also paper. These things are useful according to the laws of the underworld.
If an envelope or other yellow paper is used to fold it into the shape of an ingot, I don't know if it will work in the underworld, but at least in the eyes of the ghost in front of him, he sees this thing as a gold ingot.
In metaphysics, there is a very key word, which is that if you believe it, you will have it; if you don’t believe it, you will have nothing.
So as long as you make the ghost believe it, then this thing will be useful.
At that moment, Uncle Ma and I stacked a dozen large ingots and burned them in the house. Although there was a slight smell of smoke, there was nothing we could do.
Then, Uncle Ma took out a piece of red cloth, spread it on the table, and kept talking to the air in front of him, singing and talking for a long time, and finally picked up the phone and put it on the red cloth.
In fact, he did all these actions for Director Yang to see, because to really drive away evil spirits and send away ghosts, smoke and gold ingots are enough, and the rest are all staged.
To be honest, it wouldn't work otherwise. If you light up a cigarette and burn two gold ingots, then people will think it's not a big deal.
Therefore, we must make the scene bigger, in Uncle Ma’s words, so that we can collect more money.
But I think what Uncle Ma said was that he could collect more money. In fact, his original intention was to practice a truth: hexagrams do not give divination, and Tao does not come out lightly.
Uncle Ma once said that if people want to believe in "Tao", they must establish this kind of respect and piety.
But this kind of respect and piety is not for him personally, but for "Tao" and the founder of the Sanqing Dynasty.
All in all, Uncle Ma wrapped the phone in red cloth. At this time, the three cigarettes were burned out. Uncle Ma asked me to put three packs of Chinese cigarettes in my pocket, and then handed the phone to me to hold.
Next, he told Director Yang that the ghost had been sealed in the phone. After we took the ghost away, this place would never be haunted again.
Of course Director Yang was very happy, and what was amazing was that after Uncle Ma wrapped the phone in red cloth, everyone in the room said that the original gloomy feeling disappeared a lot, and they no longer felt angry. , the whole room seemed to become brighter all of a sudden.
