Chapter 99: Crematorium
I've been really unlucky these past two days. If it weren't for the rule that I shouldn't tell my own fortune, I'd really like to tell myself where my luck has gone during this time. Don't take your luck with you when you leave.
Seeing the little girl lying on my shoulder like mud, I felt depressed. It seemed that I had to pay for this meal. This table of food and wine must be expensive. I only brought a few dozen dollars in my pocket today. How can I pay? I was so worried. I supported Hua Luo and asked the boss if we could make a bill. The boss glared at me and scared me. I thought he was going to get angry. Unexpectedly, he said that paying money would be looking down on him. Sister Lang, why should I pay for a meal here? At the end, he asked me if I needed help to call a taxi. I nodded and thought that this boss was really nice. Maybe he was scared by Hua Luo.
When we got in the taxi, the driver's face changed when he saw the girl lying on me, but he didn't dare to say anything. He just asked where we were going. I didn't know where she lived, so I had to ask the driver for the address of Director Zhang's home. The driver really knew it and drove us to a residential area. When I went to pay, the driver said that Sister Wolf didn't have to pay for the ride, which made me speechless for a moment.
Well, I saved money on food and taxi, which was a bit of luck. Following the driver's instructions, I sent "Wolf Sister" home. A middle-aged woman opened the door. She looked a bit like Hua Luo, so she should be her mother. But her face was dark and not very healthy. Plus the dim light in the room, it felt a bit eerie.
When her mother saw her daughter's appearance, her eyebrows were raised in anger, and she scolded me, then took her daughter into the house and slammed the door. At the moment when the door was closed, I suddenly saw a strange face emerging from the darkness in the room, smiling at me grimly.
I suddenly got goose bumps all over my body and sobered up. There was a ghost in Director Zhang’s house!
I stood outside the door and thought for a long time, thinking that it was no wonder that Director Zhang's family looked so strange and angry, it must be related to this dead ghost at home. But I couldn't be sure if it was a ghost, because the face was too vague. I would find out what it was after I took it out and looked at it clearly . Then I remembered that Director Zhang was going to pick me up to help him in the evening, maybe it was because of this ghost face at home?
Anyway, he was coming in the evening, so there was no need to rush . So he went back to the doghouse and didn't set up the stall. Fortune telling requires a clear mind. Being drunk will not only make mistakes, but also offend customers. Just as I lay down to sleep, Xiaopang called and said that Xiaoxi finally stopped crying today, but she didn't talk or eat. What should I do?
I scratched my head and said, "As long as she doesn't starve to death, it's fine. Just let her be. Just take care of the studio."
Xiaopang said worriedly, "I've received five or six orders in the past two days plus today, and I haven't dealt with them yet. This is not a solution." I thought about it and said, "Let's see if Xiaoxi can recover tomorrow. If not, I will go secretly to help tomorrow."
I woke up from a nap in the afternoon and counted the things in my bag. I saw that there were not many talismans, so I drew some talismans to supplement them. The jade Guanyin that Lin Yuxi left did not take away, and it was still in my bag. This thing can't be lost. Our life experience and the Lu family are also enemies. Maybe from this thing, we can solve the mystery of the past. And there is also the Qiankun Sword, which she didn't take away, just right to take it with me tonight.
I packed the Jade Guanyin and made a cup of strong tea to clear my mind. I looked at the watch and it was seven o'clock. Someone knocked on the door. I opened the door and saw a man in his thirties. He said that Director Zhang had asked him to pick me up. Without saying a word, I picked up my bag and went downstairs with him, got in the car and drove away.
At first I didn't pay attention, but later I found that the driving route was not to Director Zhang's house, but to the southwest out of the city. I asked the driver where he was going, and he said to the crematorium. I began to wonder, why go to the crematorium in the middle of the night? But when I asked again, the driver shook his head and said he didn't know. Director Zhang only said to pick up the person, but didn't say what he was going to do. So I suppressed my curiosity and drove all the way to the crematorium.
The crematorium is more than 10 kilometers away from the city, in a very remote place, with no village in front and no shop behind. In the dark night, the whole building looks extremely gloomy and weird. There are countless dead ghosts in this place. Although many of the dead go to the underworld after cremation, many of them become wandering ghosts for some reason. The underworld does not accept them and they have nowhere to stay, so they wander in and out of the crematorium.
At night, this place is a den of ghosts. All the dead ghosts who have slept for a day will come out and jump around. This place is different from the underworld. There are ghosts to restrain and discipline. It can be said that good and bad people are mixed together and it is extremely chaotic. So generally don't come to this place at night if you have nothing to do, otherwise you will come here to play with your heart.
After I got off the car, I looked at the dark and hazy night, thinking that if I could open my yin-yang eyes, I wondered how many ghosts I could see. I turned around and saw a car parked on each side of the closed door. At this time, the car doors were opened and three people got out. It was pitch black and I couldn't see who they were, but one of them must be Director Zhang.
The three of them walked over silently without turning on the lights. The dark figure in the middle was bloated. That was Director Zhang. I asked Hualuo this afternoon and learned that his full name was Zhang Pingchao. The other two figures looked vaguely familiar, and I felt that I must know them. When they came closer, I recognized that the one on the left was Bian Hongming, and the one on the right was Lu Jingyue. I was stunned and thought, are they going to cremate Lu Ci'an and his father's mummy together? Are they afraid of any accidents and ask me to come and watch the scene?
But I was wrong. Zhang Pingchao whispered in my ear, "I'm calling you here tonight to help me with a small favor. This matter concerns my daughter's life and fate. As long as you do your best, I'll give you 20,000 yuan after the task is completed. How about it?"
A small matter? Why did you come to the crematorium? Why is Lu Jingyue following you? Besides, if we find Bian Hongming, this guy should be able to handle the small matter. I frowned and asked him, "What's the matter?"
"This...I can't really explain it. Bian Hongming, you talk to Xiao Ding."
Bian Hongming immediately took two steps closer and, like Zhang Pingchao, lowered his voice mysteriously and whispered in my ear: "This is what happened. You know there are many wild ghosts in the crematorium. Originally, the crematorium had always asked me and a friend to perform rituals to restrain these wild ghosts. But my friend died two years ago, and I couldn't handle it alone, so these wild ghosts got out of control..."
I frowned again and interrupted him, saying, "Don't talk so much. There's no need to say anything useless." I thought to myself that his friend must be a real Yin-Yang master who had a job, while Hongming here was just a swindler and fraudulent sorcerer. Of course, he couldn't handle so many dead ghosts in the crematorium by himself.
Bian Hongming nodded and said, "Okay, okay, okay." I said it simply and clearly, but I still said a lot of nonsense. It is not uncommon for a crematorium to invite a Yin-Yang master to perform rituals to help the dead souls. The key is to invite someone with real skills . But Bian Hongming is a half-baked person. Before, he relied entirely on his friends to host the event. He just played a supporting role and ran errands. But when Yu Zhengyao died, he was asked to take charge of the real thing, and everything went wrong.
The wild ghosts in the crematorium are all lawless. Once they lose their control, they will become kings and make a mess. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is the same as fighting for territory with the underworld to recruit younger brothers. Now the wild ghosts are fighting and finally split into two factions, divided into two major gangs of male ghosts and female ghosts based on gender. Not only that, their ambitions are now expanding, and they have even created a "small underworld" and "small hell" respectively.
