Chapter 82 Help Become a Little Golden Boy
Now two jobs came to me at once, and my cousin was very happy.
He originally planned to come to the store to ask me to help him perform a ritual, because that ritual required a little golden boy.
Among all the people he knows, I am the only one who is single.
I am determined not to do this kind of thing anymore.
The last time I helped him be his little golden boy, a dead old man reached out and patted my shoulder.
One of my Three True Fires was extinguished, but luckily I was lucky and my blood was altered by my grandmother, so after a short while, my Three True Fires were complete again.
But I am getting older, and as I deal with more things like this, my fate will naturally change.
So if I can avoid touching this kind of thing, I basically won’t do it.
Cleaning the house is easy, at least you don't have to encounter such filthy things. Even if you do encounter them, you don't have to confront them head-on.
But this is a zombie after all. If possible, it is better not to touch it.
"I won't go. I still have to help this big brother with things here. If you want to be busy, go ahead. When you're done, I think I'll have the address that Young Master Chen gave me. I'll locate it and send it to you. Then you can come and take over this big brother's business."
Speaking is also obvious.
Even for this guest in front of me, I try not to get involved in their family affairs.
My cousin can handle these things alone, there is no need for me.
" No, that won't do. Come with me. I'm still short of a little golden boy. This is a big deal. Let's hurry up."
My cousin couldn't convince me, so he just took action.
He pulled me out of the agency, and it took me a lot of effort to break free from his hand.
"I really don't want to go. There are so many things to do here." I waved my hand.
"I'll give you half!"
I shook my head.
"You have seven and I have three!"
I was stunned.
It seems that this matter is not so easy to handle.
After all, when it comes to money, my cousin usually won't give in.
"What happened?" I looked at him a little confused.
After I said this, I also felt that something was wrong.
Isn't that what it means to help?
I really should slap myself twice!
"Yes, you will know if you go and see it. Come with me! Get in the car, I will drive you there quickly."
I followed my cousin into the car without knowing what was going on, and soon we arrived at that family's house.
As soon as I entered the house, I felt something was wrong.
It doesn’t seem to be because someone died in the family.
Normally, when someone dies in the family, relatives and friends will gather in one room.
Even in the city, the rules are the same.
However, there is no such thing as keeping the coffin for three days in the city. Here the coffin will be sent directly to the crematorium and burned to ashes.
However, descendants will still observe mourning in the house where the elderly lived until seven days later.
Since there are more people in the family, the yang energy is sufficient.
But I didn't expect that I would feel unwell as soon as I opened the door of a house.
This wasn't the first time I'd had this feeling, so I was pretty sure the house wasn't clean.
"Did you feel anything?" my cousin turned around and asked me.
He is no longer the cynical and careless person he used to be.
Instead, there was a serious look on his face.
I nodded slightly.
The house was filled with cold wind , which gave me goose bumps all over my body.
Before I had time to fully appreciate the atmosphere, my cousin had already led me inside.
"Don't mind your own business. We are here to help with a ritual and we will leave after that. We don't need to worry about other things. The money they give us is not much anyway."
My cousin was walking in front and turned back and whispered to me.
I am just here to be a little golden boy. At most, I can help them set up a formation and hold the sail. I don't care about other things.
As long as the money arrives, it's fine.
But it's strange.
After following my cousin into the house, a man in their family turned around and looked at us.
This man appears to be the eldest son. The mourning clothes he wears on his head are different from those of others. One can tell at a glance that he has a special status.
Generally speaking, when this kind of situation occurs, where someone dies in the family during the New Year, it is very difficult to find a fortune teller to help them deal with the situation.
So I would at least say a few nice words to the Yin-Yang master and give him a red envelope.
Of course he did give us some red envelopes, but his face didn't look good.
"Just help us perform a ritual, and leave as soon as you're done."
The eldest son spoke to us in an imperative tone.
I frowned slightly. Perhaps it was because I was young and hot-tempered, I felt particularly unhappy at the time.
My cousin could see it too, but he just reached out and patted my thigh, signaling me not to worry about anything.
After taking the red envelope, I stood in the middle of the coffin.
Compared to cleaning the house, funeral matters are just a piece of cake for us.
"Help me set up a formation, I'll perform a ritual, and then we'll leave. There's still work waiting for us in the store." said my cousin.
I didn't give him much expression, I just took the charcoal pencil and started drawing around the coffin.
After finishing the painting, I placed the sail I had brought with me next to the coffin.
In fact, it should be placed on the coffin, but out of respect for the deceased and because the eldest son does not look like a good person.
I don't want to cause trouble either.
Anyway, he seems to understand nothing, and I think it will be troublesome to explain it to him later.
See, everything is ready on my side.
My cousin lit the incense and started chanting something.
The so-called rituals are just for future generations to see.
When a person dies, it's like a light goes out. In our line of work, when a person dies, he's dead.
No matter what you do, it is not as good as making the elderly happy while they are still alive.
I know what my cousin is going to do.
I read in a book before that this is called breaking hell.
Let future generations see this and feel that their deceased family members can live a better life in the underworld.
Sure enough, my cousin started humming while holding the peach wood sword.
No one understood what he was singing.
Everyone just followed his instructions and steps and started moving.
"Face east and begin closing the coffin."
After hearing this, everyone looked towards the door.
Seeing that everyone was facing away from his cousin, he walked up to the old lady’s coffin and bowed gently.
I could see my cousin's expression, and there was some regret on his face.
At this time, I didn’t quite understand it until the coffin lid was closed.
The weather outside changed.
The situation was changing very quickly, and I knew something was going to happen.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shiver.
At the same time, a gust of wind blew in from outside the door and blew down the goldfish tank placed in the yard.
The goldfish bowl was broken and the eldest son was about to leave.
My cousin shouted angrily: "Stop!"
The eldest son then stopped.
