The fire coming out of Granny Hua's yard startled the people around her.
He came forward and knocked on the door, and this time the door opened.
The whole house was empty, and everything was burned with the coffin in the courtyard.
It only makes people sad.
"Grandma Hua really doesn't want to be buried?"
"The old man has been running a longevity store all his life. It's time for him to die. How could he handle his funeral affairs so hastily?"
"Scatter the ashes in Fushui? What kind of burial method is this?"
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Song Yushan listened to the voices of the people around him without saying a word.
They are just talking. Once the fire burns out, it is useless to say anything.
In particular, Granny Hua didn't have any close friends. Even if she had doubts, no one would stand up and ask her, so Song Yushan didn't have to explain herself.
Slowly, the people who came to see what happened also left, and the yard became quiet.
Jin Da heard about Granny Hua and rushed over with the big white goose. Looking at her silent back, he was very worried.
Not long after the young lady got hair extensions, first her master went away, and now her master also went away. She must have been very frightened now that she was truly an orphan.
He wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know where to start. He was afraid that it would hurt the young lady's heart and hurt her.
The big white goose also felt the solemn atmosphere and did not dare to move. Jinda explained to it on the way. It didn't quite understand what father and master meant. It only knew that Song Yushan was very sad.
Although Song Yushan didn't know how to raise geese, which made it want to run away from home for a while, it now recognizes her from the bottom of its heart and is very grateful to her for helping it to enlighten its mind and teach it to read.
Now that she is sad, Big White Goose also feels very uncomfortable. He doesn't know what to do if he wants to make her happy.
One was not good at words, the other was incapable of talking to others, and neither had any experience in comforting people. They looked at each other in confusion and confusion.
There was silence for a long time, until the fire was almost extinguished, Jin Da finally choked out a sentence: "Miss, my condolences."
Song Yushan said "hmm" softly. She didn't want to worry Uncle Jin, but she really wasn't in the mood to say anything more at this time.
When Uncle Jin heard her answer, he felt a little relieved and more confident, and comforted: "Miss, even if the master and Granny Hua are gone, you are not alone, there is me! I don't have the wisdom of the master, and I don't have Hua Hua." My mother-in-law is capable, but I am good at being beaten. If someone bullies you in the future, I will help you get beaten!"
Song Yushan felt uncomfortable for a moment. What was Uncle Jin talking about? Help her get beaten?
She looked back, wanting to ask him why he suddenly mentioned this.
Seeing that she had made some movement, Jin Da was encouraged and became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke: "Miss, let me tell you, I, Lao Jin, can't stand up to a beating. When I was still a mortal monster, even the half-transformed little monster couldn't beat me to death. , now that I am a completely transformed demon, I might be able to resist an ordinary big demon!"
As if inspired, the big white goose took out his pen: a pointed stick from the cloth bag he carried with him, and started writing on the ground, writing a line of big characters crookedly.
"And me, if someone hits you, you eat the egg to heal the injury, then get up and hit him!"
Song Yushan suddenly understood that Uncle Jin and Dabai were worried that she would lose her support and were comforting her!
Although they misjudged her strength, worried a little too much, and tried to comfort her in the wrong direction, such concern was very heart-wrenching.
The fire in the courtyard gradually cooled down, but her heart warmed because of Jin Da and Dabai.
A ray of light was lost in her life, but her world was still bright. Someone was lighting up her, and she was lighting up others.
It's time to cheer up.
"Uncle Jin, can you help me buy a cart from the market and bring it back?" Song Yushan said after taking a look at the sky.
"Okay, I'll buy it right away!" Jin Da agreed quickly. He just wanted to help the young lady if she had something to ask him.
Song Yushan looked at the big white goose full of expectation again, thought for a while, and found some extraneous things for it: "Help me hold on to this big jar."
The mother-in-law's physical body had been reduced to a pile of ashes along with her belongings, which could not be distinguished.
The mother-in-law who holds the ashes in the jar has already prepared it.
The large stoneware jar is used to temporarily hold most of the ashes and then sprinkle them with water.
The small porcelain altar as big as a palm is used to hold a small handful of ashes and bring them back to Ganning Temple and scatter them on the hill behind Ganning Temple.
It was already the middle of the afternoon, and my mother-in-law said that she would go home before nightfall.
There was no time to scatter her mother-in-law's ashes today, and she didn't feel comfortable leaving her mother-in-law's ashes here. She could only pack them up and transport them home, and then go downstream in Fushui tomorrow.
After Song Yushan packed the ashes, Jin Da also dragged the cart back, and together they carried the urn onto the cart.
After taking one last look at the small courtyard, Song Yushan closed the courtyard door, locked it, hugged the wooden box and wine jar left to her by her mother-in-law, and went to Song's house with Jin Da and others.
At night, she served a meal at the Song residence. In addition to Uncle Jin and her, another party also placed dishes and chopsticks, but no one took a seat. There was a small urn placed on the seat.
She poured the wine: "Master, you allow me to drink today. Now that Yin and Yang are separated, it is inconvenient to drink during the day. Drinking at this time will be the same. When my disciple has practiced the celestial eye technique, I will prepare good wine and food, and I will invite you again." Come and have a drink together, if you have anything to say, you can ask Uncle Jin to tell it to you."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Jin Da.
Jin Da looked around and shook his head at Song Yushan.
Song Yushan looked at the ashes altar: "The ashes are here. Master will be dragged here, right?"
This is what she found out after she came back from her mother-in-law's practice notes. Her mother-in-law was born with a heavenly eye, often had contact with ghosts, and had a deep understanding of them. There were many records about ghosts in her notes.
According to the record of observations, bones, ashes or common objects used during life are closely related to ghosts, and are the best mediums to summon the corresponding ones.
"Perhaps Grandma Hua is still on the way? Or is there something that has delayed her?" Jin Da didn't understand.
Ghosts usually avoid demons, and he doesn't know much about ghosts.
Granny Hua was delayed in coming, and Song Yushan was a little worried. She opened her mother-in-law's practice experience record to look for the reason, and found these few lines in her mother-in-law's early records.
"Master passed away, but I didn't see his ghost leave the body."
"It turns out that monks don't even have the chance to become ghosts after they die. Master lied to me! He said he would always watch over me and my senior brother!"
"I have lost my master forever."
On the side of this page, there is a line of freshly written ink: "Yushan, only mortals can live as ghosts after death. The death of monks and monsters is the end. You don't need to look for me in the underworld, there is no me in the world." This person, the cool breeze in the mountains, the bright moonlight, and the gurgling streams could all be me. I have no regrets about leaving and don’t miss him."
Song Yushan stroked this text, his fingers trembling.
"Miss?" Jin Da felt that the lady was not feeling right.
"Uncle Jin, I have really lost my master forever!" Song Yushan's last hope was shattered: "Master lied, she said she wanted me to have a drink with her..."
It was truly a farewell, not even Master’s ghost could be seen anymore.
