Chapter 702: Feasting on the Corpse (45)

Thinking of this, I was stunned, if I didn't guess wrong, then when Officer Yu was picking up the ashes, he should have mistakenly picked up some of the ashes of others, in other words, the ashes of He Yaoguang alone were not the ashes of He Yaoguang alone, but the ashes of two people, only in this way can Joyce's dreams be explained.

Made, this is really a trick on the police officer.

At this moment, Na Lang Gao pulled me and asked, "Brother Jiu, now that the ashes are gone, what should I do?" ”

I thought about it for a while, if I picked up these ashes on the ground again, I would definitely mix the ashes of another person with He Yaoguang's ashes, and now I can only give up these ashes and hold a funeral for He Yaoguang by eating corpses.

So, I told Lang Gao what I was thinking about.

After hearing this, a trace of exhaustion flashed on his face, "Then what to do with these ashes?" ”

"Rinse with water!" I say.

"Isn't it too inhumane?" He frowned.

I sighed and explained: "This is also a helpless move, now there are two people's ashes on the ground, and they must not be reassembled, otherwise, something similar to what happened just now will happen, and even cause a murder." They can only be washed with water to return to nature, and only in this way can they be given a free space to avoid a fight between the two of them. ”

He didn't speak, but looked at the ground, then at me, lost in thought.

"Big brother, we planned to use the method of feasting corpses to hold a funeral for He Yaoguang before, this urn has become a burden, a little difficult to deal with, and now the ashes altar is broken, just in response to the ceremony of feasting the corpse, just like a sentence in the funeral scripture, in the air, people are not seen, the mourner is the original, take advantage of it, and watch the situation, and the person who feasts." I patiently explained to Lang Gao.

Frankly speaking, when the ashes altar was not broken before, I was still worried about how to deal with the ashes altar, according to the custom of feasting corpses, the feaster, there is nothing, which means that the custom of feasting corpses is used for people without corpses, so He Yaoguang's corpse was burned, in ancient times, this is no corpse, but, according to the current saying, ashes are also considered corpses, there is an era difference between the two, so I can't make up my mind.

Now that the urn has been broken and has become a real corpse, it is possible to use corpses, and it is precisely for this reason that I strongly advocate corpses.

"But... But..."That Lang Gao Zhiwu said: "But, after all, there are some Yaoguang ashes on the ground, if you wash them with water like this, will it attract He Yaoguang's dislike?" ”

I smiled bitterly and explained: "The so-called corpse refers to the presence of the body, not this kind of ashes, the ashes are the remains of the deceased in the current market, but have you ever thought about a question, since it is a corpse, where are the bones?" Where are the limbs? If there is no bone, how can there be a corpse? ”

He was slightly stunned and said, "Brother Jiu, I still think that I should pick up the ashes back, even if I pick a little bit." ”

I shook my head and was about to speak, when Wang Chuyao suddenly came over, her face was a little pale, and her voice was a little hoarse, and said: "Brother Lang, I think what Brother Jiu said makes sense, I have been to the crematorium, there is a lot of chaos there, after some corpses were burned, the ashes of the deceased were not completely picked up, but symbolically picked up some and put them in the ashes, and most of the ashes were left in the crematorium. ”

Hearing this, I glanced at Wang Chuyao in surprise, she has been to the crematorium? I remember that her family was in the countryside, and there were mainly burials there, and there were no crematoriums, when did she go to the crematorium?

That Wang Chuyao seemed to see my doubts, smiled at me, and said, "I have a relative in the city, and when he died, I went. ”

Hearing her say this, I didn't ask any more questions, threw my eyes at Lang Gao again, and said: "Big brother, you and He Yaoguang are classmates, and your funeral is up to you, what you say, I will do what you ask." ”

Na Lang Gao was silent for a while, and then said: "Brother Jiu, I remember that you have a yin and yang hexagram, can you ask He Yaoguang what he means?" ”

I nodded, didn't hesitate, immediately took out the yin and yang hexagram, sighed towards it, and then looked to the east, and then read He Yaoguang's birthday, told the truth of the matter, and finally threw the yin and yang hexagram to the ground.

The hexagram shows the treasure hexagram.

Na Lang Gao didn't believe it, and asked me to play three yin and yang hexagrams in a row, and each time the hexagram was a treasure hexagram.

"Big brother, is this okay?" I asked Lang Gao.

He nodded and said, "Since He Yaoguang agreed to wash the ashes with clean water, he will handle the funeral for him according to the method of Brother Jiu, but..., he doesn't even have ashes now, Brother Jiu, I beg you, you must handle his funeral well, and don't have any more accidents." ”

I thought about it for a while, it's hard to say that there is such a thing as a funeral, some people's funerals are extraordinarily smooth, so smooth that people can't believe it, but some people's funerals are strange, it's not that the people who do the funeral have problems, but some of the deceased die uncomfortably.

At the moment, I couldn't give him a definite answer, so I said, "Big brother, I'll do my best!" ”

"Brother Jiu!" He called me, knelt down on my side, and was so frightened that I immediately grabbed him and said, "Big brother, we are both in this relationship, what is the matter with you." ”

"Yes, Brother Lang, Brother Nine has said that he will do his best, you have to believe him." That Wang Chuyao interjected.

When Na Lang Gao heard this, he stood up stupidly and said to me, "Brother Jiu, I believe in you!" ”

I hummed, and didn't speak again, so I asked Lang Gao and Joyce to go to the side, and I asked the young man from before to come and help, and borrowed some buckets from nearby residents, and began to tinker with the ashes, because the night was a little dark, and we were not familiar with the town, the problem of Qingshui alone took nearly half an hour.

By the time I found clear water, it was already half past seven in the evening, and the whole sky was completely black, but fortunately there were a few households near the torii, and those houses gave some light, so that I could barely see the ground.

After preparing the water, I called Lang Gao over and said, "Big brother, these people we are here are close to you and He Yaoguang, and if you want to wash the ashes, you must add the blood of your relatives, you see, can you cut a few drops of blood into the clear water?" ”

Na Lang didn't say a word, and he didn't know that a dagger came from Na Shun, pulled it on his index finger, and red blood flowed out.

About a dozen drops of blood, I said that it was okay, then carried the water to the place where the ashes were sprinkled before, and exhaled heavily.