"Your husband, my master has died."
"Until the young master reaches adulthood, the master's divine legacy will be inherited and kept by you."
Mi August had just come back from a medical visit. Before he could put down the surgical toolbox in his hand, the housekeeper slapped him in the face with a "sorrow" message.
After listening, she placed the toolbox first, put her hands into the copper basin on the washstand to wash, and asked calmly: "Has the body been recovered? How long will it take to return it? Have all relatives at home been notified?" Okay? How many people are coming for the funeral? If there are not enough guest rooms at home, you need to discuss with the villagers to stay overnight. The cemetery will be arranged in the backyard. I have seen a place with a good view. "
Taking his hands out of the basin, Mi August took the handkerchief next to him to dry his hands, then took the homemade moisturizing cream from the small grid and spread it gently on his hands, not sparing any corners.
The hands of a top doctor are just as important as those of a top musician.
"It just so happened that I went to see a doctor at Uncle Wu's house today. All four men in his family came back. I spent some money to invite them to dig a cemetery, and then asked Mr. Liu at the end of the village to carve a monument. Although the old man is old, his body is still strong. , the craftsmanship is also good.”
Her scalpel was customized by Mr. Liu.
After not hearing the butler speak for a long time, Mi August looked at him.
The butler finally came back to his senses and responded: "The master's body will be sacrificed to heaven and will not be left behind in the earthly world. He has no relatives and friends, so there is no need to go through the funeral process in the earthly world."
Mi August agreed, saying, "Then we won't do it. It just so happens that the money is planned to be used by Feixue to attend private school."
Speaking of Feixue, Mi August remembered asking the housekeeper, "Did Feixue have a good meal today?"
The housekeeper said: "I've finished eating. Now I'm practicing calligraphy in the study."
Mi August took out a candied fruit paper package from the inner pocket of his wide sleeve and gave it to the housekeeper, "Send it to Feixue and tell her not to finish it all at once."
After the housekeeper took it, he handed the small wooden box that he had been holding in his hand to Mi August, "This is the master's divine legacy."
"Yes." Mi August said calmly: "I will keep it well and give it to Feixue when she reaches adulthood."
Mi August had no feelings for her husband, whom she had never met half a year after she traveled through time, and she didn't want to pretend to be in front of the housekeeper.
After the housekeeper left, Mi August summarized the experience of today's medical visit regularly, then went to wash up and change into light and comfortable clothes. When he returned to the house and was about to turn on the light to read at night, he saw the wooden box on the table.
A relic of her titular 'husband'.
Maybe there will be moldy things like clothes in it, or maybe there will be some money left for orphans and widowers to live in the future?
Mi August walked over to open the box, but found no clothes or money.
What's inside is clear at a glance.
A book, a copper mask and a token.
Mi August first took out the token that most likely represented his identity. When he looked at it, he found incomprehensible words. There was no way to estimate his identity. The other is a copper mask, which looks heavy but feels light when you hold it. I'm afraid the workmanship materials are cut corners. It's not real copper but has a layer of cheap paint.
The last thing is a booklet without a title.
It might be a suicide note.
It wouldn't be trivial if it actually contained some information about the deceased.
Unexpectedly, as soon as her fingers touched the book, the book melted into her palm and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, Mi August's vision blurred, and a surge of information poured into her brain, as if she was watching a long movie deep in her consciousness.
The world is ignorant and strange, and many years later the door of the earth opens wide, and the Yin Qi erodes the Yang world. From then on, all life was ruined, the underworld was full, and all kinds of strange things happened at night.
This scene of devastation is unfolded from the perspective of a little girl. The entire film runs through "When heaven is about to entrust a man with a great responsibility, he must first strain his mind, work his muscles and bones, starve his body, deplete his body, and make his movements chaotic." The theme of "What I Do" is that the little girl as the protagonist has suffered unbearable pain from childhood to adulthood. Betrayal and frame-up are daily life. Hope to despair is a cycle. She moves forward alone with a heavy burden. Finally, she sacrifices herself due to her special constitution and takes the initiative to jump into the world. At the gate of the underworld, he sacrificed his life to achieve the goal of saving the world.
She traveled half a year and was replaced not by the savior in this story, but by the savior who had been sacrificed to heaven at the beginning of the story, her mother.
In the echo of "time is up", Mi August's consciousness returned to her body. When she opened her eyes, she found that the sky outside the window was already half dark. At least an hour had passed between her closing her eyes and opening them.
Open your palms in front of your eyes.
A book appeared in her mind.
The three words "Book of Good and Evil" appear on the book that had no name before.
very good.
When the butler mentioned the words "dead," "divine relic," divine body, "sacrifice to heaven," etc., Mi August thought it was some kind of custom in this world, or the servant's respect for the master.
Only now did she realize that her husband who had never appeared was a real god. The housekeeper who was responsible for taking care of everything in the old house was actually the change of the spirit of the old house, including the maids and cooks she had met before. It's dress up.
No wonder she hadn't seen these people leave the house for half a year, so she had to buy everything by herself when she first arrived half a year ago.
It turns out that the house spirit cannot leave the scope of its body.
Mi August read the book of good and evil in his hand for a while, then made a decision, turned around, put the scalpel in the surgical tool box into his sleeve and walked out.
Father and mother offer sacrifices to heaven, while son sinks into the underworld.
It can be said that the family is neat and tidy.
Whoever loves the job of saving the world will do it. Anyway, Mi August has no desire to sacrifice for love, and he doesn't intend to let Mi Feixue take over.
Mi Feixue was the one who gave her daughter the name. On the day she traveled through time, she saw a little girl as skinny as a matchstick hiding behind the door and peeking. However, this little girl looked exactly like her childhood self in the orphanage. Similarly, Mi August knew that he could not let go of this child.
After raising a cat and a dog for half a year, you have feelings for them, let alone a child.
…
The four or five-year-old child is small, with pale skin and little blood, and hair that only reaches below his ears and shoulders. A pair of big eyes stand out on the small face. The swarthy eyeballs are big and black, but there is no look in them.
When Mi August went out, he saw Mi Feixue not far away.
This is the result of improvement after half a year of careful care. The child half a year ago was like a little refugee dug out of a tile kiln.
At this time, there was a boy who looked about twelve or thirteen years old following Mi Feixue.
"elder sister."
The young man shouted towards Mi August.
He was dressed in brocade clothes and had blood on his legs.
Handsome appearance with red lips and white teeth.
The young man had sweat on his forehead and his face was pale. He said, "Sister, my servant and I were traveling and were ambushed and chased by gangsters. My servants were all killed trying to cover my departure. There are still pursuers behind me. Please help, sister." I will thank you deeply when I get home!"
Mi August walked up to the boy and squatted down in a few steps, "I'll show you the wound first."
Clear and soft, the sound is like mist and rain.
The boy's tense body relaxed under this healing voice, and the vigilance hidden deep in his eyes melted away.
The next second, his feet gave way and he lost all bearings and fell to the ground. Two more subtle, almost imperceptible pains came from his wrists. He turned his head to look, and saw a small red mark on his wrists oozing blood.
He clenched his fists tentatively and found that his hands and feet had lost power. The young man looked at Mi August in horror.
Mi August wiped the small and thin scalpel with a handkerchief, waved to Mi Feixue at the side, and said softly: "Come here."
Mi Feixue walked up quickly.
Mi August held her thin shoulders and said, "Baby, I will teach you another lesson today. The more good-looking men are, the more likely they are to lie. Don't believe what they say."
The child tilted his head and blinked.
Mi August looked into her dull eyes.
After reading the story of the suicide note, she realized that the child's silence for half a year was not only a psychological problem, but also an eye and mouth disease.
The young man lying on the ground unable to move now is her future childhood sweetheart. Giving the love-starved savior a little warmth will make her determined to be a bully.
The original purpose of worshiping the sky was not to be the savior, but to buy the savior's scum horse time to escape, and was killed by the scum horse's pursuer.
