Chapter 87: Resurrection is needed
We only learned about these things from Mr. Zhang later.
The cousin tried to persuade him for a long time, but as long as it was related to money, Mr. Zhang just waved his hand and acted as if there was no need to say more.
"It's not that we want to meddle in other people's business. The physical problems of your children are most likely caused by the old lady's evil spirit." The cousin touched his nose and began to make up a story: "You know, sometimes no matter how much money you have, it's useless. The health of your children is the most important."
Speaking of children, Mr. Zhang was obviously a little uncomfortable.
"We won't say much about other things. Think about it carefully."
Take care of yourself.
This may be what my cousin wanted to say, but since Mr. Zhang is also a man who cares about his reputation, he couldn't say it.
After leaving Mr. Zhang's house, we received a considerable amount of money.
It was already dawn.
Brother Xie doesn't need our help for the time being, so my cousin drove us back home. We should also take advantage of the time when we are not busy to catch up on some sleep.
It was almost dusk when Dong Jing woke up from a nap and was cooking in the kitchen.
After finishing his meal, my cousin rushed to see Brother Xie.
I had nothing to do, so I went back to the agency.
Our company opens at 9:00 a.m. and closes at 10:00 p.m., which is earlier than our competitors and later than others. Our purpose is to attract more business.
Not long after I arrived at the company, a man came in looking for a house.
He was not very old, and there was a young girl who looked like she had just reached adulthood beside him.
I guess the two of them eloped to the city, so I just randomly recommended a house in a village in the city to them.
The agency fee was not much. Originally, they were supposed to charge half of the rent, but later they just asked him for 500 yuan.
I don't know why, but there are more people looking for houses at night.
I heard that the bus from the nearby village to the city was delayed, so those who came to the city to work were also late.
Fortunately, our store opens late, otherwise they would have to waste another night's money staying in a hotel.
I took a few more orders one after another, and when I finished all the work, it was almost nine o'clock.
When I was about to close the store, Dong Jing called me.
"Come over here, Brother Xie. It seems like something's happened."
She spoke briefly on the phone and I didn't pay much attention to it.
It seems like something happened. What is it?
Is there something wrong or not?
Dong Jing usually doesn't speak so vaguely, but as long as it's not just sweeping the house, it's okay for me to help with funeral matters and ask for a red envelope.
I drove my electric scooter to the shop rented by Brother Xie. It was very busy and there were more people there than before.
After I walked in and greeted Brother Xie, I walked over to my cousin and asked, "What's going on?"
"This old man is not destined to die. We may be able to revive him."
Resurrection?
"It's not you who decides whether a person's fate should end or not, right? If the King of Hell wants him to die at three o'clock in the morning, who can keep him alive until five o'clock?" I was a little confused.
The person is already dead, what is my cousin talking about?
"Look outside the door."
My cousin pointed and I looked in the direction of his finger.
That's true. I don't know when a gust of wind appeared outside the door, just like the wind in Mr. Zhang's house before, it came rolling in.
"This kind of wind has a name, it's called the Wind that Swept Away. Whenever you encounter this kind of madness, it's basically filled with a strong evil aura. The old man may have something else to tell us, so we have to help him come back to life first."
I was even more stunned when I heard what my cousin said.
According to what he said, wouldn't the people who were killed or injured in the accident also not have time to arrange their affairs after death?
Wouldn't we have to find someone to help each of them revive, ask them if they have any wishes for their afterlife, and only then let them go?
"You don't understand, and I don't know how to explain it. Just listen to me and help me call his soul back first, and we'll talk about it later."
My cousin was too lazy to talk nonsense to me, and he was sure that I would not understand.
At this time, Brother Xie walked towards us, and he looked very anxious.
Because he was the eldest son, he had to be present every day during the three-day wake. This was the first night, and he looked even worse than yesterday.
Not only was his forehead black, but the areas around his eyes were also dark blue.
Most people don’t know and always think that they are dark circles.
Those of us who are used to dealing with these things can tell at a glance that this is not just dark circles under the eyes, but it is obvious that the yin energy in the body is too heavy.
But he is a grown man, in his forties or fifties, still in the prime of his life.
It is impossible for there to be such a heavy yin energy.
Unless he provoked something he shouldn't have provoked.
"How is the discussion going? Can this be done?"
I watched his mouth opening and closing, and the bruised color of his lips stunned me.
I didn’t dare to think further. After all, someone had just died in his family, and it wasn’t appropriate to tell him these things.
Even if he told him, he might not be in the mood to deal with it.
I looked back at my cousin with a questioning look in my eyes.
Of course my cousin understood what I meant. He shook his head and told me not to meddle in other people’s business.
"It's almost done. My nephew can help us deal with this matter." My cousin pushed my back and signaled me to agree.
I nodded and said nothing more.
Brother Xie looked at my cousin and me, and took out two red envelopes for us.
When I received the red envelope, I was actually a little hesitant.
As soon as the red envelope is received, the matter is settled.
But I had no way to refuse. I was just an ordinary person, and ordinary people love money.
If you take other people's money, you have to work for them.
My cousin, Dong Jing and I have prepared everything except kicking everyone out of the store.
Children are naturally ignorant, so they should not be allowed to watch these things.
Brother Xie was the only one left in the shop. After all, he was the eldest son, so he had to be present for everything to be done.
And I was the little golden boy, all I had to do was kneel there and help cry.
The remaining cousin and Dong Jing will perform the ritual together.
Whether or not the old man can be called back to marry is another story.
"Come back, Uncle Xie, please come back." My cousin shouted while burning yellow and white paper.
I know this is used to guide Uncle Xie and let him know where his coffin is.
Their actions were more or less effective, and after a while, a cloud of white smoke slowly came towards us from outside the shop.
That was the evil aura left behind by Uncle Xie, and it was his only remaining energy.
But the white smoke did not come towards us. It just circled around the coffin and then left.
It’s strange to say, isn’t this to help him come back to life?
Why does the soul come but not return to its body?
I stood up and looked, and suddenly found a word on the coffin.
