Upon hearing this, two lines of turbid tears flowed down her deep groove-like nasolabial folds.
Zhang Yan rubbed her forearm, leaving only two tears on her dark face, and kept saying thank you.
Her attitude was quite unexpected.
In the past, family members of the deceased had come to make trouble, but none of the people who came before were good-natured.
It ranges from scolding Sandai angrily to someone who would hit him with just a raised hand.
Instead of being messy, Zhang Yan was filled with gratitude.
This person seems honest and trustworthy at first glance. Considering her experience of losing her son in middle age, it is hard not to sympathize with her.
After hesitating for a moment, I finally asked my doubts.
"How can you be sure that this is because of our funeral home?"
Sympathy is my sympathy, but if you throw dirty water on my craft, I must make it clear.
Zhang Yan didn't hide anything and took out her phone directly.
This phone must be too old, and it takes a long time before a message appears.
"That's what Master Sun said."
I clicked on the avatar in the conversation and saw that this person was actually Sun Qilin!
I have seen Sun Qilin's abilities before. This man has real abilities and will not talk nonsense.
That makes even less sense.
I don't think I'm an expert, but I'm quite familiar with guiding the dead.
If I can't even do this, I'll find a factory to work as soon as possible!
Tsk.
"Come on, I'll go home with you."
To be on the safe side, when I went out I not only brought my golden mace with me, but also called Ji Canghai.
With him here, I feel more at ease.
Zhang Yan's home is near the funeral parlor, with several low and squat houses sticking out of the ground.
The house is surrounded by green rice fields, but you can still feel a sense of desolation.
Walking down the path in the field, Zhang Yan pushed open the courtyard gate made of wooden fences.
The only life in the yard was the two hens strolling about.
"The conditions at home are like this, don't mind, two masters."
After saying that, she walked quickly ahead, and just before we entered the house, she had handed over two crumbled and yellowed bowls.
"Rural people don't have much to eat, so just drink a bowl of sugar water."
As she spoke, she passed the bowl forward again, as if she was afraid that we wouldn't drink.
I raised my head and frowned, and saw a flash of embarrassment in Zhang Yan's eyes.
I suddenly understood why her attitude at the funeral home was so different.
People have lived in poverty for too long, and naturally become accustomed to suffering, and their confidence is lower than that of a dwarf.
Even things that should not be endured are regarded as destiny.
I took the bowl, tilted my neck and drank it.
Just then, I felt something flash behind me.
But when I looked back, there was nothing.
I looked at the enamel bowl, took out a God-Calling Charm from my bag, and turned it into black ashes with fire.
"Clang."
I placed the enamel rice on the threshold and glanced at Ji Canghai, who immediately pulled Zhang Yan aside.
I kept staring around and mumbling.
"Half a tile in this world without you, half a foot of loess covering the wreckage."
…
"Come out!"
Actually, I'm not sure whether this room is clean or not, but I believe it was not an illusion just now.
Don't tell me, this trick is really useful.
A translucent dead soul actually appeared in the southwest corner.
I turned around and took out the golden mace, holding it in one hand.
The heavy weight of the mace, coupled with Ji Canghai behind me, made me feel a hundred times more confident.
I took a closer look and saw that this man was the young man from a few days ago!
However, he was actually wearing women's clothes, and his chest was bulging!
"master
! "
The young man suddenly knelt down and said, "Put the things in your hands away, I'm afraid!"
I was slightly startled, then put my hand behind my back.
"If you don't go to reincarnation after death, why are you scaring your mother so late at night?"
"Is it Xiaochen?"
Zhang Yan suddenly shouted: "Xiaochen! You are back!"
She was about to rush forward, but I pulled her back.
"If you don't want your son to lose his soul, stay away from him!"
The previous love between mother and son made them forget that humans and ghosts have different paths.
Xiaochen also began to move slowly towards Zhang Yan. I immediately raised my golden mace and pointed it at the tip of Xiaochen's nose.
"Get back!"
Zhang Yan collapsed on the ground and threw away the silver bracelet in her hand.
"My child! Mom can't touch you, so you can touch mom's bracelet!"
"Mom is here, don't be afraid!"
…
Zhang Yan kept wailing, and the sound was heartbreaking.
Ji Canghai, a tough guy who was full of iron, also began to have red eyes.
This maternal love in this world can withstand all the horrors of ghosts and gods!
I tried not to think about my mother, but to focus on this boy named Xiaochen.
Xiaochen was scolded by me and huddled in the corner, her tone full of grievances.
"I didn't want to scare my mother, I just wanted her to do me a favor."
"Say, then leave quickly."
Xiaochen pursed her lips: "My ashes were mixed, making me neither a boy nor a girl now."
"The underworld won't accept me!"
His voice made me stunned.
This is a big fucking deal!
Lao He took leave those days, and those two corpses were burned by Liu Shan!
He must have put the ashes in the wrong place!
