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    Fake Funeral: Volume 2
    Fake Funeral: Volume 2
    Fake Funeral: Volume 2
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    Fake Funeral: Volume 2

    By Xi XiFuSi

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    We have a very secret ritual around here. It's called a fake burial.Fake burial, as the name implies, was a fake funeral.The old man at home was ill and wanted to find the patient's old clothes and make a dummy of him. It's called Regeneration.After the "Regeneration" was done, the old man's next of kin would carry it on his back and bury it on the mountain. This process was called burial sickness.That day, it was my turn to carry the "Regeneration". As a result, something strange happened.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherFunstory
    Release dateOct 7, 2019
    ISBN9781646772445
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      Fake Funeral - Xi XiFuSi

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      CHAPTER 101 - HALLUCINATION

      The bastard in the water tank? I reacted for a while before I understood that Mr. Zhao was talking about catching a turtle in a jar.

      The people in the yard were all busy, and I didn't know how to help, so I just stood aside to avoid getting in the way.

      Xia Xin and the others scattered a lot of cinnabar in the courtyard, then they started to fiddle with Grandpa Gu's corpse with the Mr. Zhao.

      At first I didn't know what they were doing. But after looking at it for a while, I suddenly felt a little familiar.

      They changed the corpse into a shroud and carried it to the wooden bed. He then built a small shed with bamboo poles and a broken mat.

      I called out to Mr. Zhao and asked, What are you doing? Is he building a spirit shed?

      The Mr. Zhao took a pile of white paper from the side and handed me a pair of scissors. You can help cut the paper money. "

      I took the scissors and the white paper in a daze. Aren't we going to force Grandpa Gu's soul out? Why did he have to pay for the paper cutting in the shed? Are we going to help him with the funeral or something?

      The Mr. Zhao explained, This is called 'preemptive etiquette', we will help the ancient head organize the funeral and give him some money to burn incense. Grandpa Gu might have come back after being touched. Of course, if he doesn't come back, then we won't be polite and will do what we have to do.

      I was confused when I heard this: Grandpa Gu is dead and buried. We dug him up and started a new funeral. Isn't this tormenting him? I doubt if he would be moved.

      Just as I was feeling confused, Mr. Zhao pretended to walk over to me and teach me how to cut paper money. After he said a few words that were neither painful nor itchy, he finally could not endure it anymore and proudly said: The funeral is fake, the punishment given to ancient head is real.

      I looked at him curiously.

      He said mysteriously, The method of punishment is my own secret, and it has never been passed to outsiders. But you are my nephew, and that is different.

      I rolled my eyes. Can you not get so involved in this? Are we related by blood? "

      Mr. Zhao said, Weren't you picked up by your foster-grandpa? Maybe we really are relatives? There must be a chance, right?

      I said, Well, one in a billion. Alright, stop talking nonsense with me. Just tell me, what exactly do you want?"

      Mr. Zhao's face revealed a pleased look, he said: Do you think torturing the corpses is dismembering the ancient head into pieces and boiling it in the pot? That would be dirty and smelly, so it would be inferior, and it would also be inhumane and would not be in the slightest bit of honor.

      I patiently coordinated with him. So, what are you going to do?

      Mr. Zhao rubbed his hands and said proudly: Why do you think ancient head cared so much about this corpse?

      I didn't even want to guess, and I also knew that the Mr. Zhao didn't really make me guess. He was just trying to be suspenseful, so I asked, Why do you think?

      The Mr. Zhao said, Most people keep their corpses and build their tombs for their children to burn and burn. ancient head need not think about this, he does not seem to have a grandson.

      I nodded.

      The Mr. Zhao continued, There are still some who preserved their corpses for their next lives. Have you ever heard of it? The eunuchs of the ancient palace had to place their treasures in the coffin before they died. Only after a complete burial can you become a normal person in your next life. But ancient head doesn't need to think about this, he doesn't seem to plan to reincarnate.

      I nodded again.

      Mr. Zhao said, There are still some people …

      I interrupted him, Second Uncle, don't give me an example. Just tell me directly, what is ancient head planning to do with the corpse?

      The Mr. Zhao said, He wants to leave his corpse in the ancient tomb to confuse the Yin and Yang. So, as long as we touch his corpse, we will destroy his plans, and he can't not be nervous.

      I nodded in deep agreement.

      Who knew that Mr. Zhao would change the topic and say, But even if we did ruin the corpse. The ancient head could also be replaced with a paper man. The paper man may not be as good as the corpse, but it can still work.

      I said, Yes, inside the old tomb, the one in the coffin is a paper man.

      Mr. Zhao came close to my ear and whispered, So I thought of a way. I found a soul and planned to insert it into ancient head's corpse. Do you still remember Bao Xiaomu?

      I said, Remember?

      The Mr. Zhao said: Bao Xiaomu once met a master. The way that the great master opened the altar was to help him fuse Bao Xiaojie's soul and body. Even if Bao Xiaojie's own soul came back, he would not be able to do anything. Hehe, I will just learn this method, and let the newly found soul and ancient head's corpse fuse together. At that time, the paper man ancient head had buried in his grave would be useless. Because the paper man is a body double, and his body is no longer his.

      When he completely loses his physical body and has no way to confuse Yin and Yang, do you think he'll be worried?

      I said to the Mr. Zhao, Your method is indeed good, but there is one thing that is difficult to do here. I remember that the master spent a great deal of effort and could only fuse his soul and body for fifty days. Are you very skilled? How long can it last?

      Mr. Zhao said, I don't know how long it will take, it won't even take fifty days.

      I said, If that's the case, wouldn't it be enough for ancient head to just hide in hiding and not get caught by Nagzul within fifty days? If we merge with the corpses here, he might not be afraid.

      Mr. Zhao's face became even more crafty: That's right. I know in my heart that at most, I will be able to fuse them in a few days. But it doesn't matter, the ancient head didn't know. Does he dare to take the risk?"

      I said, When you finish fusing with the corpse, ancient head should be able to sense it, right?

      Mr. Zhao giggled: What if I were to move a bit slower, give ancient head some time, and have him rush over in time to stop me? Eldest Nephew, don't forget, our goal is to capture ancient head's soul, not destroy his corpse. Thus, all fusing together is just a pretense, a bait.

      I sighed and said, Second uncle, you are really bad.

      Mr. Zhao said complacently: Thanks, thanks.

      Then he turned to leave. I grabbed him. That's not right. Even if you faked a fusion, you should at least have a soul, right? Where is the soul that you prepared?

      Mr. Zhao took out a small paper man, Aren't these already prepared?

      When I looked at the paper man, I nearly broke down: it was Erhu.

      With a bitter face, I asked, Second Uncle, can you throw it away?

      The Mr. Zhao said, I can't bear to throw it out. Isn't it more useful now?

      Then he went to the cot and began to fiddle with the body.

      At this time, the mourning hall was completely set up. Mr. Zhao checked again before placing the paper man on the corpse's chest.

      He lit a candle on the paper man. The candle burned brightly, and wax dripped down the candle and dripped onto the paper man, attaching the paper man and Grandpa Gu's body to each other.

      I saw that the candles were getting shorter and shorter, and had already piled up on Grandpa Gu's chest.

      The Mr. Zhao did not care about the candle.

      Xia Xin and A Chang were standing by the side with arms crossed, looking like they were just watching a show. But I saw that Xia Xin's hand was holding onto a small knife while A Chang's muscles were tight. They were clearly very vigilant. The so-called leisure was just an act.

      Mr. Zhao picked up an oil lamp and wrote the words Erhu's Birthday on the wall. He also cut a lock of Grandpa Gu's hair off and put it into the lamp oil.

      The oil lamp was crackling, and some black smoke was coming out. Mr. Zhao placed the lamp under the spirit bed and let the smoke grill the bed.

      Then he walked over to me and said, Eldest Nephew, I need your help with this matter.

      I asked warily, You need my help? What can I do? "

      Mr. Zhao said, You and Erhu's soul have some connection after all. And he was with you. You two were fated. Right now, he had to fuse Erhu and ancient head. You should be able to see something. Let me make it clear that you have hallucinations.

      When I heard this, my blood started to boil. I stood up from the ground and said to Mr. Zhao, I knew it. I knew it wasn't that simple. Whose soul do you want to use? You just have to use Erhu's. Aren't you deliberately trying to harm me?

      The Mr. Zhao waved his hands, Calm down, calm down. Listen to me."

      I panicked. What else did you say? Then tell me the truth, why did you use Erhu's soul? Are you doing this on purpose?

      I had originally been waiting for Mr. Zhao to deny it, then refute him until his skin was covered. Who knew that Mr. Zhao would nod his head: Yes, I did it on purpose.

      I was a little surprised, but I couldn't speak.

      Mr. Zhao put his hand on my shoulder, as if he was hugging both brothers. Then, he said to me: ancient head is very cunning. We're forcing him out, but we don't know if he's here or not. So we need one person to observe, and that person is you."

      I asked, Why me? How do I observe?

      Mr. Zhao said, When Erhu and ancient head begin to merge, pay attention to your hallucinations. If ancient head appears in your illusion, this means that he has already arrived. Just remind us. We will take certain measures then.

      Mr. Zhao stuffed a bell at me: Do you still remember this? Just ring the bell and we'll hear you.

      I asked the Mr. Zhao, When will that illusion appear?

      Mr. Zhao suddenly gave me a weird smile and pointed behind me. Isn't he already here?

      I looked back and saw a baby standing behind me. Who else could it be other than Erhu? He was grinning at me.

      I was scared stiff and wanted to turn back to look for Mr. Zhao, but it was too late. The Mr. Zhao was gone, Xia Xin was also gone, everything in the courtyard had disappeared.

      This illusion was very scary. There were only two people inside, Erhu and me.

      CHAPTER 102 - MIRROR

      I closed my eyes and slowly opened them again. I let out a long breath and told myself, Don't worry, this is just an illusion. The meaning of hallucinations is that no matter how terrifying these things are, they will not truly harm me.

      Erhu saw me open and close my eyes for a while, and then he started to mumble. He looked at me curiously. After a while, he said to me, Are you the only one who sent me?

      I didn't know what he was talking about, so I answered vaguely, Ah, yes.

      Erhu sighed and said to me, I've hurt you a few times. I didn't expect that I would be reincarnated now. You're actually willing to come and send me off. I'm very touched.

      I looked at him in surprise. Wasn't the soul fused with the ancient head's corpse? Mr. Zhao lied to him too? "

      I said to Erhu, Excuse me, but where are you going?

      Erhu scratched his head and said, I don't know either. The Mr. Zhao gave me an address, saying that once I enter that door, I will be able to turn back into a human. Do you want to come along? My time is almost up."

      I thought for a moment before replying, Alright, I'll go with you.

      Erhu led the way, and I followed. The two of us left the small courtyard and walked in circles around the village.

      But I knew very well that I was still in the backyard of the grocery store, because I could always smell the burning paper money. The so-called walking around the village is just an illusion.

      From time to time, Erhu would open a piece of paper and take a look. It seemed to be a map. Finally he came to a house and said, It seems to be here.

      I looked up and saw that it was a one-story house, an old-fashioned brick building that looked quite old. The door was made of wood and the two doors were ajar, leaving a gap through which you could see the lights inside.

      Erhu said, I'm leaving.

      I hypocritically said, He left? Take care."

      Erhu reached out to push the door, but when he was halfway there, he turned around and said to me in a strange tone, Actually, I don't want to go. I feel that your body is pretty good too.

      My heart shivered. He's still thinking about my body even at this time?

      Fortunately, Erhu turned around and muttered, Strange, what happened today? I suddenly really want to reincarnate.

      I heaved a sigh of relief. Seems like Mr. Zhao had done something to Erhu, affecting his mind. Otherwise, he wouldn't have merged with the body of the Erhu.

      The two wooden doors were finally pushed open and the lights inside leaked out.

      I could see it clearly. It was an oil lamp, which was lying on the counter, shining brightly on the shelves behind it. This was a supply agency.

      I got scared when I saw the supply club, because Grandpa Gu's supply club gave me too much of a psychological trauma.

      Erhu had already walked to the depth of the supply shop with the note in his hand. He was short and was soon blocked by the counter. I took two quick steps forward.

      I saw a bed in the corner. Grandpa Gu was lying on it. His cheeks were sunken, and he was wearing a shroud. This was a corpse.

      Erhu muttered, Why is he a man? An old man? Wasn't this the case with the last reincarnation? Where is the pregnant woman?

      Erhu looked at me doubtfully. I said, Maybe there's a difference every time you have a baby. Whatever Mr. Zhao asks you to do, just do it.

      A trace of doubt flashed across Erhu's eyes, but it quickly turned into confusion. He slightly nodded his head, and said in a somewhat sluggish tone, Mn, as Mr. Zhao says, I'll do as you say.

      I sighed in my heart: Mr. Zhao has almost broken Erhu. I feel like this kid's mind is about to be controlled.

      Erhu slowly climbed onto the bed and lied inside Grandpa Gu's body. He chuckled as he said, I'm reincarnated. I'm about to be reincarnated.

      His laughter was ghostly and made me shiver.

      Erhu laughed for a while before calming down. I thought to myself, So this is the end of the fusion process?

      Suddenly, Erhu suddenly sat up from within Grandpa Gu's corpse, scaring me.

      Erhu turned his head and asked me, Why is it useless? I wasn't reborn.

      I said, I don't know. Try again."

      Erhu lay down again and sat up after a while. It's still useless. He seemed to be angry and shouted at me, This isn't a reincarnation at all, you're lying to me.

      I know Erhu looks like a baby on the surface, but he's actually a vengeful ghost. It's not a good thing to annoy him.

      I comforted him. Try again.

      Erhu became anxious and stood on the bed while pointing at me. He shouted, What else do you want to try? Why don't you come up and give it a try? You are lying to me."

      I said, Even if I have lied to you, it was done by the Mr. Zhao. What does that have to do with me?

      Erhu shouted loudly, How does it have nothing to do with you? It has nothing to do with you, why are you sending me off?

      I thought: Is it a sin for me to be kind enough to come and give it to you? But there's something wrong with this, the Mr. Zhao is clearly helping them, why can't Erhu and Grandfather Gu fuse together?

      I was thinking about this when Erhu suddenly laughed, Since I can't be reborn, then I might as well use your body.

      I felt a chill in my heart: Is Erhu trying to get ahold of me again?

      Just when I was racking my brains on how to get rid of Erhu's entanglement, Grandpa Gu, who was lying on the bed, suddenly reached out his hand and hugged Erhu. Er Hu was startled and struggled with all his might, but he could not break free.

      This is a weird scene. I don't want to stay here any longer. I decided to leave this supply club, even if it was just an illusion, I would still choose a beautiful illusion.

      But when I looked back, I saw that there was an extra person behind the counter.

      That person was Grandpa Gu. He smiled at me and said, This baby is really stupid. If the reincarnated old man did not seek a pregnant woman, would he be able to succeed?

      I panicked and went to touch the bell, but I touched my body all over, where is the bell?

      Just as I was panicking, a cold hand touched my shoulder. I felt a chill in my heart. I raised my head and saw that it was Grandpa Gu. I didn't know when he had come to my side.

      I forced myself to remain calm and asked, What do you want?

      Grandpa Gu had a kind face, but a kind person's heart was full of goosebumps. Ninth day, what are you looking for?

      I kept my head down.

      Grandpa Gu added, I open a supply agency. I have all kinds of daily necessities. What have you lost? Can't you just buy one from me?

      I still didn't speak. He was staring straight at ancient head's shoes. It was a pair of undershoes with copper coins sewn on the top.

      Grandpa Gu became more amiable. Are you looking for a bell?

      I was shocked and subconsciously raised my head.

      Grandpa Gu nodded. Looks like they are indeed looking for Bell. Ninth day, look which one is your bell.

      I looked towards the direction Grandpa Gu's finger was pointing at. I saw a row of bells on the shelf. The big ones, the small ones, the sharp ones, the round ones.

      When Mr. Zhao gave me the bell, he casually stuffed it in my hands. I didn't have time to look at it closely. How could I recognize it if I did?

      Even if he recognized it, this bell had already passed through Grandpa Gu's hands. He must have done something to it, even if I shook it, it would be useless.

      Grandpa Gu took my hand and pulled me to the front of the shelf. His hands felt like ice, and when they touched my body, I felt numb all over and could only lame my way along with him.

      Grandpa Gu took down a bell and asked, Is that yours?

      I didn't speak.

      Grandpa Gu shook his head. The sound of the bell was very strange. It sounded like a woman crying.

      Grandpa Gu shook his head. This is not yours.

      Let's see the other one. He picked up another bell and shook it, this time like a man screaming.

      I couldn't help but loudly say, Grandpa Gu, what exactly do you want? Just tell me. No need to mess with me anymore.

      Grandpa Gu's expression immediately changed. He snorted coldly, Youngster, you're still stubborn even when your death is near at hand? What great storm or great wave have your grandpa not seen in his life? Don't think that just because you pretend to be a true man that you don't have to die."

      When I heard this, my heart went cold. He asked without much hope, Why did you kill me?

      Actually, even if you didn't ask me, I still knew that Grandpa Gu had too many reasons to kill me. Firstly, he had to get Xia Xin's price. Secondly, I offended him too badly. Not only did I offend him in the rainy market, I even took his grave after coming out. Anyone else would have taken my life.

      Who knew that Grandpa Gu would reply, Who said I was going to kill you?

      I was a little confused. Didn't you just say that? Say something like don't think that if you pretend to be a true man, you won't have to die."

      Grandpa Gu said, It's not that I want you to die, it's that someone wants you to die.

      When I heard Grandpa Gu say that he didn't plan to kill me, I heaved a sigh of relief. Then he asked, Who made me die?

      Grandpa Gu said, Come, come, come. Let me show you someone.

      He led me to a corner where a curtain hung. Grandpa Gu stretched out his hand and was about to pull down the curtain. At that moment, a bolt of lightning flashed through my mind. I remembered something terrifying and immediately covered my eyes.

      Grandpa Gu asked me, What are you doing?

      I said, Grandpa Gu, can you not lie to me? There's no door behind this curtain, is there?

      Grandpa Gu said, Yes.

      I added, There's a mirror behind this curtain, isn't there?

      Grandpa Gu said, That's right. Eh, how did you know?"

      I covered my eyes and smiled bitterly. How could I not know? How many of those kids in the rain market have you locked in the mirror? In the end, they were all trapped in the ancient tomb to help you look at the corpses. "

      Grandpa Gu said, Ninth day, if I wanted to hurt you, why would I need to go through so much trouble? Open your eyes, this mirror is different from the others.

      I hesitated for a while. I felt that Grandpa Gu's words were reasonable, so I slowly opened my eyes a crack.

      When my eyes fell on the mirror, my eyes were wide open. That's right, this mirror was different from the one in Rain City. In fact, it was very different from all the mirrors on earth.

      CHAPTER 103 - APOSTLE

      Behind the curtain was actually a Buddhist shrine. It's just that the things in the shrine are very strange.

      Although it was called an incense burner, it was actually a Buddha statue. It was said to be a Buddha statue, but the Buddha had his hands outstretched, holding a handful of fragrant ashes, and inside the fragrant dust were three fragrant incense sticks.

      But I knew in my heart that this was neither a censer nor a Buddha, but a mirror.

      For the smoke of incense wafted back and forth in the shrine, transforming into a constantly changing figure. That figure was me and Grandpa Gu. I even saw my reflection in it: a meditating Buddha with a coffin in his hand.

      I stared at the smoke for a long time, then turned my head back and said to Grandpa Gu, There is such a magical thing in the world. I've finally opened my eyes today.

      Grandpa Gu smiled with a little pride. In this old man's life, who knows how many ancient tombs he has been to. There are still a few good things.

      I replied, then asked Grandpa Gu: Then who exactly wants to kill me? It can't be this thing, right?

      Grandpa Gu took another piece of cloth and covered the Buddhist shrine. Then he pulled me into a chair.

      He waited until I had settled down before he said, It's not that I want to kill you, nor is it that it wants to kill you. It's A Chang that wants to kill you.

      I was shocked, A Chang wants to kill me? Why? I have no enmity with him.

      Grandpa Gu said, There's no enmity now, but there's soon going to be enmity.

      I looked at Grandpa Gu in surprise. What do you mean?

      Grandpa Gu said, Have you heard about the origin of my fan?

      I nodded.

      Grandpa Gu said, You know how I got that fan, right?

      I added, You raised a little kid and used him to get past the second floor.

      Grandpa Gu's eyes had a trace of schadenfreude. He asked me, Who do you think is the little ghost that I raised?

      I was shocked and asked worriedly, It can't be A Chang, right?

      Grandpa Gu laughed: You guessed right, it's A Chang.

      I looked at his smiling face and suddenly felt clogged. I felt like I was sitting with a pervert.

      I couldn't help but ask Grandfather Gu: Isn't A Chang your brother? How could you bear to torture him like that?

      Grandpa Gu coldly snorted. Brother? If I treat others as brothers, others might not treat me as a brother. They had agreed to split the items underground evenly, yet they ended up stashing one for themselves. Was this considered a brother? Later on, don't think this is a big deal. He might not be able to buy a lot of things with his secret stash, but it meant that his brother had a bad intention. In the event of a life or death situation, he might very well take my life.

      I fell silent. I am unable to determine who is in the right and who is in the wrong for the grudge between Grandfather Gu and A Chang. In any case, neither of them spoke the same way. They spoke with common sense and reason.

      I said to Grandpa Gu, Let's get back to the main topic at hand. Why did A Chang want to kill me?

      Grandfather Gu said: Since you know that A Chang is my little demon, don't you understand? Back then, in order to steal that fan, I brought A Chang to pass the second floor. Guess how A Chang got back from the tomb?

      I remember very clearly that Xia Xin told me that the second level of the tomb was meant for dealing with ghosts. The little ghost was able to pass the second floor because at a critical moment, Grandpa Gu voluntarily allowed the little ghost to possess him.

      Logically speaking, since Grandpa Gu had already gotten the fan, there was no need to let the little ghost possess him again. After all, this was too dangerous.

      Sure enough, Grandpa Gu said, At that time, after I took the fan, I quickly left that tomb. As for A Chang, Heh heh, I'm not paying attention to him.

      I said, So he was abandoned? Because he was blocked by the second layer, he would never be able to get out? But how did he appear in the human world?"

      Grandpa Gu just looked at me and didn't say anything. As for me, I suddenly understood.

      I said to Grandpa Gu, Did he become the tomb owner's emissary?

      Grandpa Gu slowly nodded. That's right. This kind of envoy was called Ghosts. He could leave the cemetery and return to the world. But his every word and deed was in the hands of the tomb master. Even to the extent that his life can be taken away with just a thought from the owner of the grave.

      I took a deep breath and thought: Sure enough, what we saw in A Chang's dream wasn't fake. He really did kowtow three times and became the Ghosts of a tomb master.

      Grandfather Gu said to me, Since he became the tomb master's Ghosts, then the tomb master will let him come to the human world. Then the purpose was very obvious. It was to take the fan back and return it to the owner of the grave. So I said, you are not his enemy now, but you will be soon.

      I was silent.

      Grandfather Gu was right. Now that the fan was in Grandpa Gu's hands, A Chang would kill Grandfather Gu wholeheartedly and bring the fan back to report. But when Mr. Zhao and I forced Grandpa Gu out and got the fan, A Chang's target became us. So it turned out that A Chang's so-called revenge was a secondary goal. He was also thinking about that fan.

      At this moment, I suddenly had an idea. Can I negotiate with A Chang? Wait until our foster-grandpa is saved, then we can have him return to the owner of the grave.

      But that thought was quickly abandoned by me. A Chang was only a puppet of the owner of the grave.

      I said to Grandpa Gu, Then what do you want?

      Grandpa Gu said, You can't let A Chang see the fan. Once I'm trapped by you, and the fan is exposed, A Chang will immediately notify the owner of the grave. After the master of the tomb obtains my position, he will arrive within a quarter of an hour, and then we will all die. We have to kill A Chang.

      I didn't say anything. I didn't know if it was the right thing to do.

      Grandpa Gu started to trick me again, If you are merciful, A Chang won't die. Sooner or later, the tomb owner would come to him through him. Do you want to kill everyone?

      I said to Grandpa Gu, I don't believe you. Perhaps you are trying to sow discord.

      Grandfather Gu's face was filled with anger, If I want to kill you, do I need to sow discord? To tell you the truth, if it weren't for the fact that I was hiding from the owner of the tomb, I would have already shown myself. You think I'm hiding from A Chang these past few days? Is he even worthy of me hiding?

      I didn't say anything, but I believed it.

      Grandpa Gu suddenly stood up and took down the buddhist shrine from the wall, putting it in my hands. After you wake up in a while, you can secretly shine a reflection of A Chang and see if his shadow is that of a galloping soldier. If he was, then he was a accomplice of the owner of the tomb. His shadow may be camouflaged under the sun, but he will not be able to hide in this shrine.

      When I heard this, my head buzzed for a moment. I trembled and said, What do you mean? His shadow is the owner of the tomb?

      Grandpa Gu said, Yes.

      I pressed on. You mean, the shadow of the accomplice is his master?

      Grandpa Gu added, Yes.

      I was so anxious that I couldn't say anything as I kept pointing behind me. Grandpa Gu glanced at it and said indifferently, That's right, you're also the accomplice.

      My whole body gave out and I collapsed into a chair. I couldn't even sit still.

      After a long while, I raised my head and said to Grandpa Gu, Whose accomplice am I? Master Xue? I heard my voice crack.

      Grandfather Gu said, Does the Master Xue look like this? I don't think so. However, even if he isn't from Master Xue, he should be related in a great way. You'll know when you meet Master Xue.

      I weakly asked, Do you know where the Master Xue is?

      Grandpa Gu shook his head.

      I whispered, Since I'm the accomplice, does that mean the other party knows my every move?

      Grandpa Gu said with certainty, I don't know.

      Puzzled, I asked, Why?

      Grandpa Gu said, Because you're still alive. A living person can be an accomplice, but not as useful as a ghost. A living person's accomplice was like a time bomb. Before it exploded, there would be no harm. You don't have to worry, just wait. When the time comes, all the mysteries will be revealed.

      I smiled wryly and said, Do you see how anxious I am?

      Grandpa Gu said, Living people don't die in a hurry, but they do want to know when they die.

      I nodded, holding the shrine.

      Grandfather Gu patted my shoulder. Wait until you understand A Chang's real body. Just tell them a lie and tell them that you saw in your imagination that your soul and body are unable to merge and that you told them to try again another day.

      I frowned and asked, Why can't we fuse them? I wonder too. "

      Grandpa Gu said with a smile, For example, what if that corpse is missing its heart and liver?

      You were on guard against us?

      Grandpa Gu laughed: This old man has lived for a lifetime, what have you not seen? So I'm used to keeping a hand in everything."

      ancient head laughed complacently for a while, then said to me: You can tell me the reason directly. As long as A Chang believes it. Then, you will tell Xia Xin and Mr. Zhao in private to find an excuse and meet me at the noodle shop.

      I asked the ancient head: Which noodle house?

      ancient head said, Just tell them where the noodle house is.

      After which, the old man left. At the door, he turned back to me and said, Also, you wipe that pile of cinnabar directly south of you quietly, or I won't be able to get out.

      With that, Mr. Gu disappeared. I shivered and jerked my head up.

      I found myself back in the back of the kiosk.

      A Chang and Xia Xin stood in the courtyard one on the left and one on the right, as if they were gate gods, staring fixedly at the door. The Mr. Zhao sat beside me and looked at me with a puzzled expression.

      He said to me: Eldest Nephew, you're in a good mood. You can even fall asleep like this?

      I shook my head and didn't say anything. I casually touched my bosom and found a bulging bag of cloth. I opened the cloth bag. Surprisingly, it was a buddhist shrine that Grandpa Gu had given me.

      Mr. Zhao's eyes lit up, but he did not say anything.

      I placed the buddhist shrine on the ground and slowly turned it so that he was facing A Chang's back.

      A Chang didn't know about it at all, but I could already see his figure in the smoke of the Buddhist shrine.

      There was no problem with A Chang's image. As for his shadow, it was a full circle larger. If one looked carefully, they would see that the shadow was glaring, its mouth was open, and its face was full of beard. It looked like a martial arts man who had killed countless people.

      CHAPTER 104 - NOODLE RESTAURANT

      The result was as I had expected, so I put the shrine away in silence and hid it in my bosom.

      But then I felt that it wasn't right to hide it in my arms. Although the shrine was not big, the clothes on top of it still looked bulging. It would not be good if A Chang could see through it.

      So I took out the shrine again and tucked it under the chair. In any case, there were a lot of sundries in the courtyard. A Chang wouldn't be able to tell with the addition of a cloth bag.

      Mr. Zhao watched my little movements with interest, but he didn't say anything. It wasn't until I hid the shrine that he came over and asked, What's going on?

      I whispered, There's something wrong with A Chang, I plan to cooperate with Grandpa Gu.

      Mr. Zhao asked again, What's the problem with him?

      I knew that I could casually converse with Mr. Zhao, but if you keep whispering, it would definitely attract A Chang's attention. Thus, I briefly said, He is the accomplice of the owner of the grave, the accomplice of the owner.

      Mr. Zhao had obviously seen the buddhist shrine just now. He did not doubt this statement, but asked a question instead: The owner of the fan?

      I nodded.

      Mr. Zhao thought for a moment and nodded. Obviously, he had thought through everything in that instant.

      He patted me on the shoulder. Do it. It's okay.

      Thus, I stood up and stretched myself before saying to the Mr. Zhao, Remove the corpse, it's useless.

      My voice isn't soft, Xia Xin and A Chang heard it. Actually, I was only saying those words for A Chang to hear.

      A Chang asked me: What does' useless' mean?

      I said, I saw it in the illusion. Erhu's soul is unable to merge with ancient head's corpse.

      A Chang frowned and asked: Why?

      I said, Because the ancient head had already prepared for this, and had already taken away my heart and liver.

      A Chang stomped his foot and cursed: This old fox.

      He turned to Mr. Zhao and asked, What do we do now?

      Mr. Zhao had already extinguished the oil lamp and removed the paper man from the corpse's chest. He said to A Chang, Now we can only listen to you. Let's torture his body.

      A Chang rubbed his hands together, I will make him feel so much pain that he will rather die.

      Mr. Zhao sighed, It's such a pity, if he could endure the pain, we would be helpless.

      A Chang said, He can't hold it in, no one can't hold it in.

      Mr. Zhao looked at his watch and said, It's four in the morning. It would be dawn soon. I suggest we make a calculation and start again tomorrow night."

      A Chang hesitated for a moment, then nodded his head and agreed.

      Xia Xin rubbed her eyes and said, I'm so tired tonight. Staring at the entrance for an entire night, ancient head did not come as well.

      Puzzled, I asked, Are you sure he didn't come in?

      Xia Xin replied, Of course not. There's only one entrance, and I've been watching it all this time. How did he get in without even blinking?

      I thought to myself: But I clearly saw the ancient head, how did he do it?

      A Chang picked up a handful of cinnabar and scattered it around the spirit bed. After ensuring that Grandfather Gu's soul was not able to touch the corpse, he went to rest. , Xia Xin and I are the only ones left in this courtyard.

      I took the opportunity to recount what I had seen in my hallucination.

      After Xia Xin finished listening to the report, her first reaction was one of disbelief. She didn't suspect anything about the accomplices, but that I had met the ancient head.

      She said with certainty: Since ancient head didn't come tonight, I can use my head to guarantee it. Hu Chujiu, the Grandpa Gu you saw couldn't be an illusion, right?

      I took the cloth bag out from under the chair. Is this a hallucination?

      Xia Xin was silent.

      The Mr. Zhao said in a low voice, Actually the two of you are not wrong. The ninth day had indeed seen Grandpa Gu. Grandpa Gu also didn't come in. Because he's been in the commissary.

      Sometimes this kind of thing is a layer of window paper, let you think, even if you don't know what it is. However, after being pointed out by someone, he would quickly come to a realization.

      I said to Mr. Zhao: ancient head is hiding in the guide's house, this suits his style of doing things.

      The Mr. Zhao replied, If the ancient head's soul is always hidden here, then his heart and liver should also be here.

      I was elated. Should we dig up our hearts and find them? That way, we can continue to deal with him.

      The Mr. Zhao obviously wanted to do the same, but after thinking for a while, he shook his head: It's not enough, we have to work together with the ancient head right now. First, he would deal with A Chang. After all, we can deal with whether the ancient head is alive or dead. On the other hand, the master of the grave behind A Chang is in danger.

      Since we're going to cooperate, we should show some sincerity. Eldest Nephew, go and wipe that pile of cinnabar off. Let ancient head leave with his heart.

      I nodded and walked a few steps towards the south. There was indeed a small pile of cinnabar there. I kicked with my foot a few times, and the cinnabar was cleaned up.

      I originally thought that the cinnabar had disappeared. Grandpa Gu turned into a whirlwind and hurriedly left. However, the courtyard was completely silent. Nothing had happened.

      We waited for a while, but when we saw that there was no sign of movement, we stopped caring. Maybe Grandpa Gu didn't want to leave so blatantly. If A Chang saw it, it would be hard for him to escape.

      The three of us huddled together again. I asked Xia Xin and Mr. Zhao, Do you know where the noodle house is?

      Mr. Zhao said, I really do know.

      I asked in surprise, Where?

      Mr. Zhao sighed, That is not a good place.

      Xia Xin also said, That's right, that isn't a good place.

      I patiently asked, What exactly is this place?

      Mr. Zhao said, The noodle house is in a place with dense yin energy. As long as he followed the steps, he would be able to see it. However, the food in this noodle house is not something that just anyone can eat.

      I curiously asked, Why do you say that?

      Mr. Zhao said, "It is said that the owner of the noodle house is an old ghost who has not been reborn for many years. However, she did not look old at all. On the contrary, she was very pretty and charming. The bigger the place, the bigger the place. She was wearing very revealing clothes. It was said that once, a customer's chopsticks dropped, and she bent down to pick them up. At that time …

      Xia Xin coughed, looking at Mr. Zhao with disgust.

      Mr. Zhao stopped and said embarrassedly: I am trying to popularize knowledge with my Eldest Nephew.

      Xia Xin said, Aren't your popularity being a little too biased? Then it was Xia Xin who told me, The noodle shop's Lady Boss is a fox spirit. I don't like her shy look the most. She always feigns as weak and delicate. Pfft, who should I show it to?

      I saw that Xia Xinyan was getting angrier as she spoke, so I hurriedly stopped her, You also seem to be wrong. Can you get down to business? "

      Mr. Zhao said, Let me do it. It was said that the Lady Boss's noodles were not only sold to the dead, but to the living as well. It was said that she was looking for someone. That person probably had a deep grudge against her. Therefore, everyone who enters the store will be viciously stared at by the Lady Boss.

      As for how this person offended the Lady Boss, no one knows. Someone said that this person had molested the Lady Boss and ruined her reputation. Some said that this person had killed the Lady Boss's entire family. Some say that this person kidnapped the Lady Boss and didn't do anything good.

      The only thing I'm sure of is that this person loved to eat noodles, so the Lady Boss opened a noodle shop to wait for him. Waiting for his soul to come and eat the noodles. No matter how many times he was reincarnated, the Lady Boss always had a special way of recognizing him. However, he would not reveal his identity after he recognized the person. Just as before, I'll give you a bowl of noodles, but this noodles is extremely poisonous.

      That's why everyone who eats noodles at the noodle house is worried. They are afraid that they are the reincarnation of that person. After eating a bowl of noodles, their souls suddenly dispersed.

      I was scared when I heard that. Then why would anyone go to the noodle shop for noodles? Isn't this too greedy?

      The Mr. Zhao said, There were not many people who knew of this secret, and many people walked in by chance. Sigh, one must eat noodles when entering the noodle store. If you don't eat it, then you will offend the Lady Boss and have a miserable ending.

      Mr. Zhao patted my shoulder, Eldest Nephew, you should take care of yourself.

      I said, I don't know who I was in my past life, but I feel I'm not that bad. Second Uncle, you should worry about yourself.

      Mr. Zhao said: I'm not afraid, I went in before. Isn't it better if I come out now?

      Xia Xin quietly said from the side, I'll also go there myself. I'm fine as well.

      Alright, I am the only one who needs to be worried about now. I am a little depressed. At the same time, I was also very displeased with Grandpa Gu. I had to ask for a meeting place at the noodle house, wasn't there something wrong with that?

      I said to the Mr. Zhao, That's strange, how can the Lady Boss be so sure that that person will definitely go to the noodle house?

      The Mr. Zhao said, "First of all, that person likes to eat noodles. This habit might continue for several lifetimes. Secondly, the Lady Boss has been waiting for a long time.

      I asked the Mr. Zhao, When are we going to the noodle house?

      The Mr. Zhao said, Before the sun shines, let's go. Once we've seen the ancient head and discussed our plans, we'll come back and deal with A Chang.

      The sky had yet to brighten, but it was about to brighten. A Chang was a dead person, he was very afraid of Yang Qi, so he hid himself a long time ago. The three of us slipped away in the name of going out to dinner.

      Before I left, I asked the Mr. Zhao if I should add a few words to the heads of the couple in the shop so that they wouldn't wake up and cry for help.

      The Mr. Zhao said that there was no need, they had already completed their mission as children, and their souls were in Grandpa Gu's hands.

      I looked at the couple sympathetically and went out.

      On the way there, Mr. Zhao taught me a few words, then brought me to a group of waste grave s.

      This was the Fengxiang's unmarked cemetery, and the people living here were all nameless, lonely ghosts.

      Mr. Zhao suddenly shouted to me, Eldest Nephew, let's sleep here.

      I pretended to reply, Second uncle, we have a body now. We are living people, so we have to stay in an inn.

      Mr. Zhao put on an act and sighed, Sigh, I just picked up this body, so I'm not used to it yet. Let's see if there are any offerings in front of the grave. We'll fill up our stomachs."

      I pretended to look around before saying, No, this is an unmarked cemetery. Where are the people that go to the grave?

      Mr. Zhao rubbed his stomach and said, If only I had a bowl of noodles. I just want to eat instant noodles right now."

      I immediately nodded. Me too.

      Behind us, Xia Xin also nodded and said, I also want to eat.

      These words were taught to me by Mr. Zhao. It was said that if they were in a place with dense yin energy, the door of the noodle shop would appear if they had been discussing about eating noodles.

      Sure enough, a few seconds later, I heard the door creak open. I jerked my head, looking in the direction of the sound.

      I saw a small shop appear behind a waste grave.

      CHAPTER 105 - TRUTHFULNESS

      I asked the Mr. Zhao, Is this the noodle house?

      Mr. Zhao said, Aren't you a university student? You don't recognize such a large character?

      I looked up and saw that there was a black signboard with the word noodle restaurant written on it.

      Through the two open doors, I could see a few people inside. They didn't look like people at all. I'm a little resistant to places like this.

      I always felt that the room was full of dead people, and that I was the only one alive and out of the ordinary. It's hard to guess the thoughts of those wraiths. Even if the Lady Boss didn't harm me, there might be some evil spirits that want to plot against me. As the saying goes, those who are not of my race will have a different mind.

      Thus, I turned around and said to Mr. Zhao, Why don't you go in my place, I won't go.

      Mr. Zhao said, Are you joking? Isn't that your business? Do you want us to run errands for you?

      I said with a dry laugh, Aren't we relatives? Your business is my business.

      Mr. Zhao laughed: Are you not clear about whether we are relatives or not?

      I am very depressed. Usually when there are benefits, you are my relative.

      Mr. Zhao took out a stack of paper money and handed it over to me. Take this.

      I didn't want to answer. "What is this?

      Mr. Zhao said, Use this to pay after eating the noodles later.

      I thought: I almost forgot, this is a noodle shop after all. Enemies need money to eat noodles. I wish I had a chance to spend it.

      The Mr. Zhao said, Alright, let's go. If you dawdle any longer, the Lady Boss will be angry.

      I could only agree and follow Mr. Zhao and Xia Xin in.

      The inside of the noodle store was very cold, not like the world's cold, but cold. It felt like being in a mortuary, sending chills down one's spine from the bones to the flesh.

      Just as I entered the noodle house, the wooden door behind me slammed shut with a bang.

      I turned my head back in a panic. Through the gap in the door, I discovered that the tomb outside was no longer the same tomb as before. I'm not even sure if this is human or not.

      Mr. Zhao pulled me back and said, Eldest Nephew, calm down. Don't embarrass me. Look at how calm I am.

      I thought: You've already been here once. Of course you're calm.

      We found a corner away from the lights. The place was dark, and we were mostly in shadow, and I liked the feeling of invisibility.

      The customers around me were eating noodles, as if they hadn't noticed me, which made me feel a lot more at ease. Then I began to observe them secretly, wanting to see where Grandpa Gu was.

      In the end, I looked around and realized that there was no Grandpa Gu here. My heart tightened. Could it be that I was tricked again?

      While I was looking for Grandpa Gu, I suddenly saw a woman sitting not far away. The woman was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. She had her elbows on the table and her chin in her palms. Her eyes were slightly upwards as she stared blankly at the ceiling.

      She seemed to sense that I was looking at her. She turned and smiled at me, and a lock of hair fell from her ear, covering half her face.

      While I was engrossed in my gaze, Mr. Zhao reached out his hand and waved it in front of my eyes. Hehehe, my eyeballs are about to fall out.

      I snapped out of my daze and hastily retracted my gaze.

      The Mr. Zhao came over and asked me quietly, How is it? Isn't that tempting?

      Xia Xin looked at the two of us with disdain. I coughed and said righteously, Yeah … It's okay, it's okay.

      You have pretty high standards, don't you? A soft voice whispered in my ear, and when I looked back, I saw it was the woman.

      My face was a little flushed.

      Mr. Zhao said to the woman: Three bowls of noodles.

      The woman replied, then turned around and left. As she left, she even smiled at me.

      My head was spinning as I said to Mr. Zhao, She is the boss lady?

      Mr. Zhao replied, Yes.

      Why didn't you tell me? Also, didn't you say that the Lady Boss was wearing revealing clothes? Why didn't I see it?

      Mr. Zhao said, You don't understand. There are some people who are so flirtatious that even if they wore clothes they would not be able to cover it. The Lady Boss only revealed one hand, so you would think of her white arms, her shoulders, and … Cough cough. Anyway, she's pretty exposed in your imagination. Eldest Nephew, tell me the truth, is she really that charming?

      I helplessly nodded. That's right, that's right.

      Thank you. There was another soft voice in his ears.

      I was startled to find that the Lady Boss had come back at an unknown time. In his hand was a large plate with an oil lamp and three bowls of noodles.

      The soup noodles were placed in front of us, and the oil lamp was placed in the middle of the table. The Lady Boss turned around and was about to leave when her expression suddenly changed. She picked up the oil lamp and shone it in front of me.

      My heart thumped as I silently prayed. I definitely can't be that sinful past life.

      The Lady Boss only took two shots before putting down the oil lamp. She smiled and asked me, What's your name?

      I could clearly feel that my smile this time was different from the last two times. I whispered: My name is Hu Dali.

      Mr. Zhao spat out a mouthful of broth.

      I angrily said, Second uncle, what are you doing?

      After saying that, I pointed at Mr. Zhao and said, This is my second uncle. You don't think we look alike? But we are related. Haha, it's not normal for him to be here since he was young."

      The Lady Boss faintly replied with an oh before asking me, Where are you from?

      I casually said: I am from Cypress City.

      These names of mine are all fake. I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. If I was really that person's reincarnation, I could use it to disturb the Lady Boss's line of sight.

      The Lady Boss was clearly a bit puzzled. She frowned. What day is your birthday?

      I refused to answer and said with a dry laugh, Why do you ask about birthdays? What if it's my birthday?

      The Lady Boss smiled. If it's your birthday today, this bowl of noodles will be your longevity noodles. I won't charge you money.

      My hair stood on end as I listened. No, no, no, I still have to pay.

      Not only do I have to give it to her, I immediately take out the money and hand it to her.

      The Lady Boss gently pushed my money back. This is the rule. You can only pay after eating noodles.

      After eating the noodles, who knows if you want money or your life?

      Mr. Zhao and Xia Xin were both very calm and did not have the slightest bit of loyalty. They were eating their noodles, and occasionally they looked up from their work to listen to my conversation with the landlady.

      The Lady Boss said to me, Don't you eat noodles? It's not gonna taste good when it gets cold.

      I stammered, Eat, eat right away.

      I slowly picked up the chopsticks as I calculated in my mind. When the Lady Boss came with me, she didn't pay too much attention to me. She asked me so many strange questions after lighting the lamp.

      Therefore, there shouldn't be any problems with the bowl. Or rather, it was too late for her to do anything.

      After thinking about all of this, I calmly picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the noodles.

      When the Lady Boss saw me eating the noodles, she smiled in satisfaction. Then, she bent down and whispered into my ear, I know. Your birthday is on the ninth day.

      I was so scared that I dropped my chopsticks on the floor.

      The Lady Boss exclaimed, Why did the chopsticks fall off? Then he bent down to help me pick up the chopsticks.

      The Lady Boss's bending movements were indeed as Mr. Zhao had said. It was very attractive, but I was not in the mood to appreciate it.

      The Lady Boss picked up the chopsticks, took out a white handkerchief, carefully wiped it, and then handed it to me.

      I dryly smiled and said, This chopstick has already dropped. I don't need it.

      The Lady Boss indifferently said, The ground isn't dirty. Because no one stepped on it.

      I looked down, didn't I? The room was full of diners, all ghosts except for our table. They walked in the air, and the floor was as clean as the tabletop.

      The Lady Boss pushed the chopsticks into my hands, looked at me meaningfully for a while, then turned around and walked away.

      And I held up my chopsticks, uneasy.

      I whispered to Mr. Zhao: Second Uncle, help me analyze this. Is the Lady Boss trying to kill me?

      Mr. Zhao said with certainty: No.

      I heaved a sigh of relief and asked in pleasant surprise, Are you confident?

      Mr. Zhao said, I'm confident.

      I asked again, Then what do you have in mind?

      Mr. Zhao said, I'll show you your face. You are the one who has lived for a long time. He won't die so early."

      My good mood immediately vanished into thin air.

      The Mr. Zhao is unreliable, so I turned my head and asked Xia Xin, Do you think she will kill me?

      Xia Xin said sinisterly: "So what if I killed him?

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