The night is gone. An unusual night is gone. Early morning. The sun is rising. I stayed outside the door of Master's house. Looking at the sky is dazzling by the daylight. I want to cry without tears. The teacher was overly sad. Her body itself was weak, and now she was extremely prostrated and almost collapsed. But she still stayed at Master's bedside. Wipe your face and hands for Master. Then put on a new set of clothes for Master. I vaguely heard my mother whispering in Master's ear. 'Xingze. Put on this new outfit. You'll be fine. Hurry up. We can't live without you in this family. It was because of you and I that I married into this poor ravine. Now you're leaving. How can I live?' Then came the heart-rending cry of the teacher. Syncope. Cry. Syncope. Shi Niang has been like this again and again, and she has been tortured over and over again. Everyone present was moved and burst into tears. While taking care of my wife, I also had to greet these villagers who came to pray for Master's blessings. Most of them have received the grace and help of the Master. From the dawn of the day. The threshold of Master's house is about to be trampled on. Kind-hearted villagers still flock to each other. Swarming. They all looked forward to Master's awakening. can live. Otherwise. In the future, if they encounter the boss again, it will be difficult. Who can I turn to for help? If Master is dead. It's like losing the backbone of the heart within a hundred miles. Master has a lot of weight in their hearts. It's as if they can do anything outside of their own lives. You can't lose your Master. It's like losing spiritual faith.

Waited until the afternoon. Except for those good villagers. Master's only child, Huzi, returned to the town from the provincial capital. I drove him home from town. Along. The three tigers just wept silently. And there are no words too much. He felt. His father was a eater of hell. Sooner or later, there will be such a day. He also persuaded me not to work in the industry of Mr. Yin and Yang in the future. so as not to repeat the tragedy of his father. But I have already promised Master. Keep doing it. And. I am also Master's only apprentice. If I don't take the mantle from Master's hand. Who can serve the villagers of Shili. So. I can't do that. Can't give up. You can't step back. Only to rush forward. Until you enter the next cycle of master-apprentice mode......

I drove the car back to the village with Huzi, and the car was not yet stopped. Huzi couldn't wait to rush into the house. Then he threw himself down in front of Master's bed and wailed. 'Daddy. The son is not filial. My son came back late. Father. I'm your son, Huzi. Master didn't react much. Just a few blinks of eyelids. And didn't open his eyes. Ren Huzi shouted and cut his throat, and the master did not wake up.

"Huzi. You get up. Stand up quickly," Shi Niang just woke up from a fainting and couldn't help but scold Huzi when she saw this.

"Don't call him daddy. He's a ruthless man. is just going to leave us two silently. Then let him go."

"Mother. My dad has always been tough. Why can't you say no? ”

"I know there. He was out for more than two months. That's what it looks like when I come back."

"Two eggs. You must know that right. How long will my dad live? Huzi hugged my arm excitedly and asked.

"This. I do not know. You better ask the teacher," I know in my heart. But there was no answer. I don't want to say in person when Master died. Because. I can't accept this reality.

"Just the matter of the past few days," Shi Niang had already cried dry tears, and said this in despair, and then with Huzi. The two of them hugged each other and cried.

Morning. Midday. Afternoon. Time flies by. It's a thousand times faster than usual. Finally after evening. Night falls. My heart began to ache. I know better than anyone else that this is Master's last night on earth. How I want to seize the time, keep the time, and let Master live a little longer. But no matter what I do. It's all in vain.

In view of the fact that the ghosts came to the door last night to make trouble, almost all of them were killed by me. But I knew in my heart that tonight must be something more unusual. Master has been wailing since ten o'clock in the night. There was hysteria in his throat, but he didn't see him open his eyes. And he continued to have a high fever. The whole person is hot like a stove.

Huzi is both worried and fearful. He kept asking his wife. 'Mother. What's wrong with my dad. How painful he must be. It's better to ...... than to be tortured like this."

"Huzi. Your dad breathed a sigh of relief. Not just to look at you. The reason why he couldn't take this last breath was because. Your father was wronged by too many wrongs in the past. They took advantage of this time to get revenge on your father. They're going to torture your dad to death."

I was very surprised and shocked when I heard what my sister said. If what the teacher said is true. Then why can't I see the injustice that tormented Master? Is it because I'm too shallow? Or is what the master said wrong.

'Come out and die and pay it back'. Master used to teach me. He also believed that there was karma in this time. Everything in the world is the result of each other. Master's life has wiped out too many injustices. So this will. God will not let Master die comfortably. I'm not surprised by that.

I stood at the door of the hall. Behind it is the master lying on the longevity bed. I have to keep him out of harm. Let his old man live the last night of the world with dignity.

Night. Quickly go from shallow to deep. Although Master's house is much less than that of the daytimer. But there are many people who remain. There are brothers and sisters who are the masters of the family. There are also many young adults in the village. Clan elder clansman. And also. I. Master's only apprentice. Shi Niang. Toilet. About 20 or so people stayed here to pray for Master's blessing and vigil. I stood at the door of the hall like a loyal guard, guarding the safety of Master's last acre and third of land.

It was about two o'clock in the morning. Suddenly there was a bustle and noise outside the courtyard gate of Master's house. It was as if there was a large army assembled. I didn't wait for the bronze ancient sword in my hand to react. Two groups of Yin soldiers dressed in white and wearing black hats rushed into the far gate. I was carrying a bronze ancient sword with a cold glow. But they couldn't resist them lining up in two teams. Subsequently. The leader of the Yin soldiers, holding aloft the spirit flag, walked to the middle of the courtyard. I'll take a look. Isn't this the Yin soldier uncle who our master and apprentice offended last time in the important town of 'Yabei' in Lunan Province. The last time the master carried the bronze ancient sword, he killed two of his Yin soldiers in an instant. And Master and I fled. This time, their purpose is self-explanatory. It's for revenge. He used to say. I'm going to send Master and me to the eighteenth layer of hell. punish me and Master as slaves forever.

I was carrying an ancient bronze sword. Two steps forward. I wanted to tell him that I wasn't going to be caught. It's nothing more than a fish dead in the net. Fuck your shit. They all eat the food of the underworld. Why is he too anxious to fry each other. Why bother so much?

I hold my sword in both hands. Hold it in mid-air. The brilliance of the bright moon fell on the sword body and shone with cold light. I took two steps forward with my left foot to do an offensive stance. The two teams of Yin soldiers were not afraid. They changed formations and prepared to move into the hall. I'm going to cut with my sword.

"Stop" There was suddenly an old man in the group of Yin soldiers. I dropped my sword and took a closer look. It's actually my grandfather Shao Dechuan. He is a ghost in the Soul Harvesting Temple north of our village. It was the right time for him to appear. The court of the underworld has sent Lord Qincha. Master, he, a small county official, should come out to greet him. Otherwise, the ghostly black gauze hat on the master's head is not guaranteed, and it is possible to go to eighteen layers of hell. So the old man didn't dare to slack off.

"Master. You're here. Say hello before you come. I'm okay to greet it, isn't it" The weak master nodded at the leader of the Yin soldiers, and flattered his waist. Don't forget to hand over a cigarette with both hands.

Unexpectedly, the leader of the Yin Soldier didn't appreciate it and slapped the cigarette off the master's hand. Drinking: "Shao Dechuan." Hurry up and tie up the dead dog lying down in the house. I'm going to take him back to hell."

"This kind of trivial thing you bother your old man to run. You command a small one. I'll tie him up for you and send him to the Yin City, won't you get it," the master is so low that he is close to the head of this Yin soldier.

"Let you tie him up for me and send me to the underworld. Then I'll have to wait three years. Wouldn't this dead dog live another three years? How can you be so cheap for him?"

"Oops. Oh my lord. Although he is a Mr. Yin and Yang. He who eats the food of the underworld. But being a person and doing things is also a duty. I don't know where I offended my lord. Father. You speak out. I will not let their ancestors live in peace for generations to come."

"He killed three of my Yin soldiers. I'm going to take him to hell tonight. and punish him as a slave for ever. Do not roll over. No return to earth"

"He could do such a thing."

"Alright. Don't be verbose. on" The leader of the Yin soldiers shouted. Two teams of fierce and vicious Yin soldiers rushed straight into the hall. I swung my sword in front of Master's bed. Two teams of Yin soldiers surrounded me and Master. Then face each other with me. It's been a long time. The leader of the Yin soldiers outside the door saw that his men still did not move. He rushed into the group of Yin soldiers and saw that I was getting in the way. 'Hmm'. Looks quite angry. He waved his hand to summon a spirit from me. I'm a mortal though I have to be hard. But there are his opponents. He took my life. It's a no-brainer. Seeing that the big thing was not good, the master hurriedly stopped in front of me and said:

"Master. Child. Not sensible. Do not be angry. He's just curious."

The master turned to me and gave me a look. Motioned for me to get out of the way. And then. A few words came to my head. 'Your master's Yang Shou is over. The deadline has arrived. Your master's soul is gone. But he is not an ordinary person after all. This group of masters came to detain his primordial gods to hell. So-called. Say. Rites of passage. It's not something we can decide or dodge on our own. You know what. Get out of the way. Otherwise, ......'.

"Is that really the case?" I asked in disbelief. Master. There was no reply. Rather, give me an affirmative look. As soon as I was distracted. In a thought. Master's primordial spirit was detained by the Yin soldiers. Master's primordial spirit is actually another master. It's so lifelike. The master was so simply taken away by the Yin soldiers. Master's kind smile at me as he left still haunts me to this day. Every time I think about it, the taste is stronger. That's a kind of hope and expectation. Master must want me to live openly and openly in this world. Do more good deeds. Inherit his unfinished business. And then carry it forward. Happy world.

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