After playing the flute music, I had nothing to do and sat on the doorstep in a daze.
The government was busy and noisy, and the neighbors gathered in front of each house to curse Song Wei and thank God for punishing him by killing him. They would also spit hard when passing Song Wei's corpse. Among them, the old man selling coffins was the most hated. Resolutely not sell coffins to people named Song.
Previously, the majestic monk was spitted and cursed after his death. This fact shows that you should not be too ordinary as a person. After all, he is not a little sun, and no one is around him.
The fisherman secretly came to the door of the umbrella shop and bowed to Bai Yu vigorously.
"Thank you for the meal. I will never forget this kindness."
"It's just two cakes, nothing."
The fisherman was gone. Although the neighbors hated Song Wei, they would not forget the instigator. They did not give him a good look. If they had not taken into account his special ability to beat him, they would have been kicked out of the city.
The big-faced fat cat is still lying on the roof watching the fun, with its two front paws clasped in its hands, squinting at stupid humans doing useless things.
It’s hard to do business, and it’s even harder to do business when there are ruins opposite the store and people have died.
The neighbor's grandma sighed.
"Alas... no one came to buy sesame cakes for a long time."
Bai Yu didn't care too much. Anyway, even if there were no ruins, few people would come to buy things. The quality of the umbrellas he made was so good that they wouldn't break for a while, and those ladies wouldn't buy umbrellas every day.
Just wait, businessmen will not let prime locations sit idle.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for someone to buy the ruins of the Song family from the government and build several houses along the street to serve as shops.
Bai Yu is still gathering his thoughts, and time passes unknowingly...
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Five years later.
The world is ever-changing and the arrow of time is hard to stay.
Five years passed by in a hurry, and Bai Yu lost track of time while living in the small courtyard. He set up a stall every day, made paper umbrellas and bamboo flutes, and then sat at the counter or doorstep to sell, blankly watching the people coming and going on the street.
Pedestrians are walking more hurriedly, and there are many more homeless people. The current situation is still so chaotic. The big people are strategizing and developing their grand plans with great enthusiasm, while the small people are struggling to death just to satisfy their hunger. However, the adults care about their personal interests, even if they will be destroyed because of it. It is a bad habit that cannot be changed for countless years even if the country is broken and invaded by foreign enemies.
Bai Yu has had a bad feeling recently.
The big-faced fat cat that comes to eat every day is no longer strong and healthy, its fat body has become much thinner, and the skin on its body is loose and loose. It no longer walks around the roof with dignity in the past, but spends more time basking in the sun. It’s as if he wants to show off his age.
Open the shop for business in the morning.
After being stunned, I found that the dried fish on the stone platform was still there.
The big-faced civet cat squatted at the door, looking even weaker. He raised his head and looked at the diner seriously. Even though the diner put his favorite dried fish in front of him, he refused to eat it. After looking at it quietly for a long time, Bai Yu felt a wave of excitement. sad……
Its lifespan has come to an end and it is going to die.
Bai Yu clearly saw the aging body and lifeless look of the big-faced civet cat. It was not a demon, but just an ordinary civet cat that caught mice.
Cats are independent animals. When they know they are going to die, they will leave alone and find a quiet corner that no one knows about to wait for death to come.
It looked with grateful eyes at the poor creature who had lived with it for three years. It felt that it had taken good care of this fool in the past three years, even though the fool could not catch mice or climb a tree into a house.
"Are you leaving?"
Bai Yu was not very happy, as if he was no longer the great demon who came out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
"Meow~"
The old cat left, walking away step by step under the warm sunshine. It wanted to find a place that no one knew and left quietly. It walked through familiar streets, walked through the weeds and got into an unnoticed ruin.
I didn't notice the thin figure following behind me...
Life and death are determined by fate. Bai Yu just sends it away from a distance, watching it quietly take its last breath and return to this world silently.
Life seems to have become extraordinarily quiet again, and there is still a cat bowl on the stone platform at the door.
My state of mind is still adjusting and my understanding is improving. Today it is rare to stop practicing and live quietly. Without that foodie around me, I always feel that something is missing and empty.
A few months later.
One day, a string of paper flags was hung at the door of the grandma's house next door, and a cry could be heard.
The grandma who sold sesame seed cakes every day left this morning. The neighbors helped with the banquet and prepared for the funeral. They were busy and noisy. The old man selling coffins brought a dragon and phoenix coffin. Dragon and phoenix coffins are not for everyone, they must be It can only be used by elders who have died of old age or people who have made contributions to the family. People who died young or have not contributed can not use it indiscriminately.
Bai Yu went and gave twenty cents as a gift, which was a good thing for his neighbor.
The trumpet player puffed up his cheeks and blew hard. In the mourning hall, the grandmothers, daughters and grandchildren knelt down, burned paper, and cried loudly.
"Someone leaves and someone comes, it's all a show..."
At night.
The night was as dark as ink, and the white lanterns next door illuminated the street.
Bai Yu didn't sleep in the courtyard tonight, nor was he as worried as other neighbors at night. They were afraid of ghosts, and they were afraid that it would be too bad for grandma to return to her ghost. Only a certain snake was not afraid. Ghosts were something that they could deal with just after they learned how to go down the mountain.
After death, some people's good intentions remain, while others' temperaments change drastically. As a neighbor, Bai Yu feels it is necessary to ensure the peace of the shop. If it is haunted, nearby shops will not be able to do business.
At the door of the shop, his little hands were quickly cutting bamboo sticks, and he looked up with something in mind.
"You're back."
He lowered his head to cut the bamboo stick without raising his head, and said a few words that startled the old lady who was wandering about. Fortunately, her kind face did not turn into an evil ghost. Most people will continue to have the same mind after death.
"You...can you see me?" Grandma was panicked.
"It's not difficult. By the way, when death is like a light going out, just put down what you have to put down. Go back and have a look. After reading this, go on your way early and don't miss this world. Your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. You don't have to worry about it."
Since I have nothing to do, I should go back to sleep. I have to get up early to go to work tomorrow.
"Thank you... thank you..."
I closed the door, yawned and went back to the house to sleep. After falling asleep, I curled up into a ball without realizing it...
After disappearing for many years, no one has found a trace. The initial search for the white snake demon began to end in confusion. The spiritual world only thought that the white snake demon had crawled into the Shiwan Mountain in the Southern Wilderness. Even Chunyang Palace did not know where it was doing. Although the years have been stable and no longer fighting and killing, his cultivation has become more stable, especially his soul has improved greatly.
I have seen a lot of births and deaths over the years, many babies were born crying, and many human beings, old or young, died, coming and going in a hurry.
It had been a long time since I had used my cultivation to fight. The horizontal knife was filled with marks and turned into a ruler, and the dagger was used to cut bamboo.
Perhaps the only thing that hasn't changed is that I haven't made much money.
"I have to find a way to make money..."
A certain snake looked towards the Goulan Cinema, where business was the hottest, and then towards the casino, thinking about whether to open a casino to make money, forget about the brothel, and put it aside for the time being.
Making money is just to divert attention. The death of the big-faced civet cat has made life very dull and needs some changes.
