He Pheasant and I didn't stay in the hospital for long.
Because after the paper man Xu was silent for a while, he asked me to arrange for someone to take care of him. He said that he knew that I had business to do and there was no reason to hold me back.
I really couldn't spend too long in the hospital. My original intention was to go find Huang Qi, but before I left the house, the female doctor from before brought a girl in white clothes and a white boxer hat into the ward and told her the visiting hours. We have arrived, the patient needs to rest, let us leave quickly and come back to visit tomorrow. The girl introduced herself kindly and said that she was a nurse at the hospital and was responsible for taking care of the paper figure Xu tonight, so we could rest assured.
Although I don't know what "nurse" means, since the hospital specially arranges to take care of patients, it makes me feel relieved. After a few more words of comfort to the paper man, letting him rest in peace and recuperate, He Zhi and I left the hospital and returned to Funeral Street.
As soon as I entered the courtyard of the paper shop, I saw my second uncle. He was pacing back and forth in the courtyard, and he would look into my father's room from time to time.
I was overjoyed and called out to my uncle. He immediately shushed me to be quiet and told me in a low voice that the corpse stitcher was sewing up my father's body.
Then the second uncle's expression became stern again. He frowned and asked me what happened to my body. It was bloody and injured. What happened?
Then he whispered that Paperman Xu and Liu Tianniu were not here either. It had only been one day, what happened?
I briefly said something about Xuchanglin.
After the second uncle heard this, his eyes almost popped out of his head.
"Evil!" He cursed in a low voice.
The second uncle was so angry that his face was trembling.
After a while, he asked me, what are my plans next?
There must be an explanation for Xu Changlin's matter, as well as Wu Xianchang's matter.
These are top priorities and urgent tasks!
I hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to speak.
He Zhi said at the right time: "Second uncle, Yin Yang wants to fulfill Mr. Jiang's mission and his last wish. These things must be put aside. After burying Yin Yang's father and Luo Yin Po, we will leave."
The second uncle's expression immediately changed. He frowned and put his hands behind his back.
I can naturally tell that the second uncle is unhappy.
After a long while, the second uncle said: "The hatred between parents is irreconcilable, you..." Before he could say anything, He Zhi spoke in a low voice, blocked the second uncle's words, and said that we must leave. reason.
The second uncle fell silent immediately and said nothing else for a while.
I didn't know what to say for a moment, and the courtyard fell into silence.
It was already dark at this time, and the courtyard was lonely and cold. In the room where my father's coffin was placed, candlelight could be vaguely seen through the cracks in the window.
After a bumpy day and night, my body really couldn't bear it anymore, so I went to the main room to wait.
Inadvertently, I fell asleep leaning on the chair.
When I was woken up by my second uncle, besides him and He Zhi, there was one more person in the courtyard.
The man was dressed in cloth, had a Chinese-character face, unibrows, and bright eyes.
There was a piece of gray cloth draped over his shoulders, and there were bulging lumps under the gray cloth.
I shook my head to wake up and walked quickly to my second uncle and the man.
My second uncle introduced me and said that person was the corpse stitcher, Chen Chi.
Chen Chi was cheerful. He bowed his hand to me, looked at me from top to bottom, and said that he had heard my second uncle praise me before. He was indeed young and promising. He was a gentleman at such a young age, and his future achievements would be limitless. !
The second uncle had previously said that he knew the corpse stitcher. In a simple word, the two of them were indeed old acquaintances.
I politely returned the favor, but I couldn't help but feel anxious and turned to look at the room where my father's coffin was placed.
Chen Chi took a long breath and said: "The body has been sewn up. Yin and Yang, please accept the changes. He is no different from a normal deceased. He can be buried decently."
"But there are rules in the industry. Now that the appearance of the corpse has been arranged, it cannot be touched again. The deceased is the most important."
"If you touch it rashly, it will be difficult to close the coffin."
After saying this, Chen Chi made a gesture of invitation.
As soon as I took a step forward, I turned around and glanced at my second uncle.
The second uncle motioned for me to come into the room. He had already seen the body.
Immediately I stopped pausing and went straight into the house.
There are two coffins on both sides of the room. One coffin has a tightly closed lid, which should be Luo Yinpo's coffin, while the other coffin has an open lid and has not yet been closed.
I walked up to the open coffin.
In fact, during this process, I felt hesitant and uneasy.
It wasn't until I saw my father's body that my hanging heart finally settled down.
My father put on a clean and tidy burial suit, and his chest was no longer slumped. It seemed that the lower part had been completely sewn.
Looking at his eyelids again, they were not droopy, as if there was something filling them.
My father's eyes are still in Wu Xianchang's hands, and it is impossible to restore his eyes.
I hesitated for a moment and did not open his eyelids.
Chen Chi had just mentioned the corpse stitcher's rules. Since his second uncle invited him here, he must be trustworthy. Naturally, I couldn't break it.
After staring at my father's body in confusion for a while, I lifted the coffin lid and closed it.
By this time, I had calmed down, and my hatred for Wu Xianchang was buried in my bones.
After standing in front of my father's coffin for a long time, I walked out of the room.
The second uncle was talking to He Pheasant. I roughly understood that he was asking He Pheasant to hand over how much money he wanted to give to Chen Chi.
He Zhi also obeyed obediently.
I first greeted my second uncle and asked him to come into the main room and tell me something, such as my father’s birth date.
After a person dies, his or her birth date has another meaning: the year of immortality.
Sixty years is one period, and there is a saying that there are sixty immortal years.
In different years of immortal destiny, the mountains where they are buried are different. There is also a saying that the immortal destiny is taboo for evil spirits and the immortal destiny is taboo for sitting on the mountain.
My second uncle told me that my father was born in the year of Guimao, in the month of Yichou and on the day of Bingchen. The hilltop where he should be buried should be the mountain where fire divides metal into gold, or the mountain where the five elements are on the top of the volcano.
In fact, among the Sixty Immortals, there is a simpler burial method, which only requires six mountains suitable for burial and six mountains unfavorable for burial.
When I buried Miao Guangyang's wife, I used the method of six suitable burials and six unfavorable burial methods.
However, that is just a superficial application of the geomantic technique Feng Shui. The more advanced part is to survive in desperate situations.
My current burial method is to find the mountain of Jisha and Jisi sitting in the mountain to turn it into auspiciousness.
Most of the auspicious mountains will bring bad luck to the corpse after being buried in the coffin, but this special auspicious mountain can help the deceased dispel the evil spirits and make the burial auspicious!
If he were buried superficially in the Yi Burial Mountain, I'm afraid it would take decades, or even hundreds of years, for my father's evil spirit to dissipate.
That mountain of auspiciousness can be dispelled by just being buried!
If there is enough vitality, it may even have the effect of becoming a feather!
After thinking for a long time, I also determined the Feng Shui Mountain where my father was buried at the top of the volcano.
As for Luo Yinpo, I don’t know her birth date, so I can only help her find a hole with good Feng Shui when I look for my father’s burial place.
During this period, my second uncle and He Fei were waiting for me in the main room, but Chen Chi had already left.
I exhaled and told my second uncle He Zhi about my plan. I also told them that I would go out to search for mountains and ask them to prepare a mourning hall to bury my father and Luo Yin Po as soon as possible.
At this moment, a figure hurriedly walked in between the yard and the front door. Isn't that person Liu Tianniu?
