"Crunch! Woo-woo-"

The cremation table suddenly moved under the control of the staff, and the sound of the machine was like a mournful scream, which made people feel very uncomfortable to listen to.

The corpse wrapped in a white cloth was gradually sent into the crematorium, and the relatives of Du Yang behind him were desperately shouting inside, telling Aunt Li not to go in.

Their shouting gave me goosebumps all over my body, and it didn't stop until the bodies were completely sent to the crematorium.

The promenade, which was originally overcrowded, was left with me and Du Yang and a few elders in the village who looked calmer at the moment, some of the others were timid and didn't want to see the ashes, and some people wanted to go outside to smoke.

I saw the staff operating the crematorium inside press a red switch, and the crematorium sounded "woo woo", which was extremely sharp.

I don't know if I heard it wrong, but I heard a shrill scream coming from inside the crematorium, and even the sound of someone slapping the crematorium......

The staff who were cremating the bodies and the staff waiting to pick up the ashes were still talking and laughing, as if cremating the corpses and picking up the ashes was as natural for them as eating.

The staff in charge of collecting the ashes wore a white glove, and when they heard that there was no movement in the crematorium, they took the urn and went to the back of the crematorium to open the door and pick up the ashes.

And behind the crematorium is my blind spot, I don't see how he took out the ashes? It's just that he looks very calm. I feel in my heart that the staff of these funeral homes are all people with extremely high psychological quality.

Ordinary people are scared to the light of a corpse, and these workers have to face ashes every day, and their scalps feel numb when they think about it.

I heard a "clang" from behind the crematorium. After a while, the staff member who collected the ashes came over with a blank face, wrapped the urn in a red cloth, and threw it in front of us.

Before the lid of the urn was closed, I smelled a strong smell of burning, and when I saw that there were still a few white bones inside that were not completely burned to ashes, my stomach suddenly turned over, and I almost squatted down and vomited.

The staff covered the lid of the urn and handed it to Du Yang. Du Yang hugged the urn tightly and said, "Mom, I'll take you home." ”

I followed behind Du Yang, feeling cold behind me, the wind gusted, and my head began to hurt a little again.

I know very well that this means that there is an anomalous energy and magnetic field around it. When I arrived in the afternoon, I didn't have the Dragon Ruler with me, and I couldn't tell the direction of the anomalous energy at this moment.

When Du Yang and I walked out of the crematorium, there was a commotion in the funeral procession. I saw a man of my age in the crowd, whose face was pale, his eyes were glazed, his expression was glazed, and he looked as if he was startled.

Du Yang frowned and asked what happened?

An old man in the village had some experience, smoked a cigarette and said: "Yangyang, this kid is very curious, he has to go to see the chimney of the funeral home, maybe something is wrong." ”

Another old woman said, "Is it possible to look at the chimney of the funeral parlor casually?" These children are ignorant and like to fool around. ”

The two old men couldn't speak clearly, and we didn't understand what was going on for a long time. It wasn't until I saw Uncle Mao that I found out that it was the young man who saw that the chimney of the funeral home was covered with people's handprints, and he was scared stupid at that time, and when he came back, he lost his soul, and many old people thought he was possessed by a ghost.

Du Yang and I looked at each other after listening, and few people would care about the chimney of the funeral home, because it was too high, even if it was to be cleaned, it was very inconvenient, so the staff of the funeral home would not move the chimney, and the handprints of the people on it were extremely weird.

A few sensible old men said that it was a passage for people's souls to ascend to heaven. The souls that entered the crematorium had to slowly climb up the chimney from the bottom to ascend to heaven, and those handprints were left at that time.

The old man said it strangely, but we listened to it very evilly, and some timid young people were so frightened that they wanted to leave the funeral parlor as soon as possible.

……

In Sufuxuan Tomb and other places, the burial here is not really a cemetery, but an urn is placed in the mourning hall for worship.

The choice of the mourning hall is based on the principle of proximity, and the mourning hall in our village is near the cemetery.

After returning from the funeral home, many people had already sat down and had their last funeral meal, only me and a few elders in the village followed Du Yang to the mourning hall.

When I first entered the mourning hall, it was gloomy, with a dazzling array of urns and photos of the deceased, which made people panic.

Du Yang placed Aunt Li's urn on one of the empty seats, put a photo of Aunt Li on it, and kowtowed with a futon.

An old man said to Du Yang, your mother liked to play mahjong the most when she was alive, or put a pair of mahjong next to the urn for her.

Du Yang asked me to buy a box of mahjong and put it next to Aunt Li's urn. When we finished the sacrifice, the keeper of the mourning hall, whom we called the Guardian, closed the door of the mourning hall and then we left.

I heard the old people say that only on the day of the sacrifice and the Qingming Festival, they will come to the mourning hall to worship, and on other days, they will burn paper at home to worship.

One afternoon, I ran with Du Yang, and he saw it in his eyes, and when there was no one around, he gave me a sum of money alone.

I refused at first, but by the time I went out for the funeral in the afternoon, he had already given me a big red envelope.

Du Yang said: "Take it, one afternoon is enough to toss you." If you don't accept it, I don't want to go. ”

I saw that Du Yang insisted, so I accepted it.

After a complete set of funerals, Du Yang was already exhausted, he hadn't slept peacefully for the past three days, and as soon as he got home, he said hello to everyone and went upstairs to sleep.

After the funeral dinner, my parents helped Du Yang send away many guests, and also demolished the mourning hall that had been built, and cleaned up the house before leaving.

When I was leaving, I went to the room to take a look at Du Yang.

He slept peacefully, his eyes were as red as peaches, his pillow was wet with tears, and there were bursts of sobbing from time to time, which made people inevitably feel touched when he saw it.

has experienced two funerals in his life, and his whole person has experienced a lot of vicissitudes. I quietly covered him with the quilt and left.

When I got home, my mother said that Du Yang was too pitiful, and this child's life was not good.

My dad wasn't as emotional as my mom, and he told me to be careful when I went out in the future. He doesn't want me to be rich or rich, but he wants all to be safe while I'm outside.

I didn't tell my dad how dangerous my job was. In the words of Uncle Ghost, how can you walk by the river without getting your shoes wet? If you want to say that Uncle Ghost and I are making money with our lives, it is not an exaggeration.

Now we can only rejoice that an extra penny can be made in this industry. No one can predict what will happen in the future, and one day, we will encounter something that we cannot solve.

Life is impermanent, everyone has everyone's life! If there is such a day, then we can only accept our fate!

After all, life and death are fateful, and wealth is in the sky!