Chapter 470: Sad Dreams

Back in the first hall, Master and his old man took out the phone and called Director Zhang.

"Old Zhang, where is that hundred-year-old female corpse now," the master asked Director Zhang on the phone.

"Refrigerated in the cold room of the funeral home, you asked me not to cremate, so I didn't let them cremate" Director Zhang replied to Master on the phone, when Master heard the news, his hanging heart instantly relaxed, he was very afraid that Director Zhang would cremate the hundred-year-old female corpse in a daze.

"Tomorrow morning at six o'clock, you arrange for the funeral home's car to pull the female corpse to a grave mountain called Luoling Mountain in Qianyang Town, and we have found the place where the female corpse is safe," Master instructed Director Zhang on the phone.

"Lao Jiang, you are really amazing, you actually let you find the safe place of the female corpse," Director Zhang said to my master with admiration on the phone.

"Your Public Security Bureau didn't take this matter to heart, if you really want to find it, it will be much faster than we can find it," the master said angrily to Director Zhang on the phone.

"Lao Jiang, you have wronged me too much, I have sent more than 20 police officers to visit and investigate in the past few days, and the result is no news at all," Director Zhang said with a wry smile on the other end of the phone.

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, the more I tell you, the more angry I become, don't forget it tomorrow morning" Master hung up the phone after saying this to Director Zhang.

After returning to the hall, the five of us sat on the sofa and prepared to discuss the burial of the female ghost tomorrow.

"What are you sitting, hurry up and make tea, we will revolve around you in the past two days," Master sat on the sofa opposite me, glared at me, and said angrily.

"Okay, Master, I'll go make tea for you," I answered, stood up, and went to boil water to make tea.

"Master, Uncle He, little aunt, you drink tea" I poured a cup of tea for the three of them, as for Fan Qing, she didn't like to drink tea too much, so I didn't pour it for her.

"I asked Director Zhang to transport the female corpse from the funeral home at six o'clock tomorrow morning, and the female corpse can be transported to the top of Luoling Mountain at about seven o'clock, and then I will calculate the time to bury the female corpse," Master said to all of us simply while sitting on the sofa.

"Master, this sounds very simple!" I interjected.

"Simple fart, tomorrow morning you have to get up early and go to the paper shop to buy two pairs of boys and girls, a cash cow, a gold and silver mountain, a carriage, eight sets of paper clothes, and twenty bundles of paper money....... "The master was muttering on the side, and my mind instantly became messy when I heard what the master was reading.

"Is it easy?" Master asked me, and I didn't say anything but shook my head desperately at Master.

"Little junior sister, you don't have to come over tomorrow, you should be busy with your own business, we can handle it ourselves," the master instructed the little aunt sitting beside her.

"Okay, if you need my help tomorrow, you can call me, and I'll be there as soon as possible," the little aunt replied to Master.

"I'll go with you tomorrow, you also need someone to move things to the mountain" Uncle He interjected and said, Master nodded to Uncle He and did not refuse, if it was in normal times, Master and his old man would have rejected Uncle He a long time ago, and I was very happy to see the grievances between them eased.

"Okay, it's not too early, let's go back to sleep!" The master instructed Uncle He and the little aunt.

"Well, then let's go back, you guys should rest early" After the little aunt said this, she walked out of the hall with Master He one after another.

"You two should go to bed early, you have to get up early tomorrow morning, I'll go up and rest first" Master threw down such a sentence and walked to the second floor, looking at Master's tired back, I felt a pain in my heart.

I lay on the sofa at night and couldn't sleep a little, I don't know why my mind always recalls what Fan Qing said to me in the morning, the more I think about it, the more scared I become, now I have already regarded Master as my relative, if he also leaves me, I think I will completely collapse.

I don't know how long it took, I closed my eyes and fell asleep, probably thinking about it day and night, I dreamed that there was a spiritual shed at the door of a hall, and there was a red lacquered solid wood coffin in the spiritual shed, when I slowly walked forward and looked into the coffin, I saw the master wearing a black shroud lying peacefully in the coffin without moving, no matter how I called him, he didn't get up.

"Master, you open your eyes, you die, what should I do!" I cried and shouted at the Master lying in the coffin.

"Little Wang Ba Li, are you looking at me dying early" Master, he slapped my head hard and said to me angrily, when I opened my eyes and saw Master standing in front of me alive, my tears couldn't help but flow.

"It's good that Master saw that you weren't dead," I said, looking at my Master with tears of joy.

"If you talk nonsense again, I'll give you two big mouths, get up and follow me to the paper shop to buy things for today's burial," Master said this, and walked out of the hall, I got up from the sofa, wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, and followed Master to the paper shop at the mouth of Hutong No. 88.

At half past five in the morning, there were about a dozen trucks parked at the entrance of Hutong No. 88 as usual, some with coffins, some with paper bundles, and so on.

"Chief Jiang, do you need anything?" When the dwarf boss of the paper shop saw Master and I walking in, he greeted us both with a smile on his face and asked.

"I want a cash cow, a gold mountain and a silver mountain, eight sets of women's paper clothes, a paper carriage, and two pairs of boys and girls...... Master read a bunch of things to the owner of the paper shop.

"Chief Jiang, when do you want these things," the dwarf boss of the paper shop asked the master after recording the things that the master wanted in a notebook.

"I need it now, you can help me find a truck and load all the things I want, and I'll settle accounts with you when I come back at noon," Master commanded the dwarf owner of the paper shop with his hands behind his back.

"Okay, I'll go to the warehouse to prepare things for you now, and the car can be loaded in half an hour," the dwarf boss of the paper shop happily promised to the master.

"Well, that's it," the master said this, turned around and walked towards the hall.

At six o'clock in the morning, Uncle He, me, Fan Qing and Master and the four of us took the truck found by the owner of the paper shop and headed for Luoling Mountain.

When we arrived at the foot of Luoling Mountain, the hearse of the funeral home had already arrived, and there were four police cars and fifteen or sixteen policemen following the hearse of the funeral home.

"Lao Jiang, the female corpse has been transported," Director Zhang said to my master, throwing away the cigarette butt in his hand and pointing to the funeral home's hearse.

"Well, you let your people carry that female corpse to that hill," Master instructed Director Zhang, pointing to the hill where we found the grave yesterday.

"Okay, I'll arrange this," Director Zhang replied to the master, and ordered the four young men behind him to carry the female corpse to the hill that the master pointed to.

"You then instruct the rest of the people to help carry the things on this truck to the mountain" After the master said this, he walked towards the hill he just pointed to with his hands behind his back, when the three of us and Uncle He and Fan Qing wanted to move the paper on the truck, the master handed a look to the three of us, which means that it is good to let those policemen take it, I and Uncle He and Fan Qing nodded to the master and followed him empty-handed towards the hill of Luoling, and the four of us followed closely behind the four policemen who carried the female corpse. The hundred-year-old female corpse was placed in a red paper coffin.