As soon as the funeral gong sounded, the people in the village also knew about it, and the people who did white things would naturally come to the door. So I'm not in a hurry.

Sitting there talking to my grandfather without a word, my mouth was very broken, and suddenly there was no one to talk about, which was really uncomfortable!

It was nearly eight o'clock when there was a knock on the door.

I wiped my tears, groomed, and opened the door.

"Master Chen, we are on duty in the east of the village, we just heard the funeral gong, and the old man has gone?" The man looked at me, then asked cautiously.

I nodded.

"Then the young master of the Chen family, the old man was also a person in the industry before his death, do you think we helped you form a team? Or do you pull the team yourself? The man's voice was soft.

I took a deep breath, the so-called team is exquisite. After a person's death, there are many things to do, and there are many people who need them, such as shackers, paper tiers, coffin shops, grave repairers, and drummers......

and so on, these people will not get together for no reason, and the duty is to see who has a funeral, so they will come to inquire, and then contact each family, responsible for the overall funeral.

And I also know this person, the village is also more famous, who has a white matter in the family, he is invited, the old man is dead, things have to be done beautifully, so I agreed.

The man saw me nodding and let out a sigh: "Since this is the case, then I will take a look at the old man's blessing body, and discuss how to do it by the way!" ”

I was stunned for a moment: "Then come in, just don't be scared." ”

The man arched his hand: "Master Chen said with a smile, I have been doing this business since I was a child, I have seen countless blessings, and there are all kinds of things, but I am not scared." ”

After communicating for a while, I finally understood, this person's surname is Cui, and I call him Lao Cui.

Lao Cui is not an outsider, eighteen years ago, his mother's funeral was also handled by him as a whole. My grandfather and I are also old acquaintances, and after knowing this, I didn't worry too much.

wanted to ask about what happened eighteen years ago, but Lao Cui couldn't say why. I had no choice but to give up.

After briefly discussing some things that need to be purchased and the overall process with Lao Cui, Lao Cui left in a hurry, he still has a lot of things to do, he needs to contact people from all walks of life, and is responsible for the whole process, it is impossible to stay here for too long.

And I need to look at the cemetery, site selection, construction and other things.

As soon as I sent Lao Cui out of the door, I saw a figure walking towards me from a distance.

This man looked unusually strange, wrapped in a black robe, and his face could not be seen clearly, but I was sure that there was no such person in the village, and this man walked towards the house impartially.

In the blink of an eye, it was already close.

"The old man is dead?"

The man's voice was hoarse, and he sounded like he was about forty years old.

My whole person instantly became vigilant, looked at him, and after a moment of stunnedness, asked, "Who are you?" ”

"You old man!" The man spoke lightly, then pushed me away and walked towards the house.

In an instant, I was angry, and I turned around and scolded angrily: "You old man! ”

Why is this person like this, scolding for no reason, it's unbearable!

He turned his head, and a fine light shot out of his eyes, as if he was unusually dissatisfied, and then continued: "I am really your old man." ”

I was stunned for a moment. Soon came back to his senses and seemed to understand, but the whole person's brain was still a little confused.

The man didn't regard himself as an outsider, he walked straight to the house, and when he saw the layout in the room, he was a little surprised, and then continued: "It seems that the old man didn't give you his mastery, and that's right, your life is intolerable, if you cultivate the outer way again, I'm afraid you won't be able to live now!" ”

As he spoke, he subconsciously walked over to the old man's body.

After looking at it for a moment, he put a white cloth over the old man's face, then took two steps forward, and gently pinched the old man's neck with one hand.

"What do you do?"

I hurriedly stepped forward and stopped his hand, with a hint of anger in my eyes, I knew that he hated my grandfather, and I knew that he hated me, but I didn't expect that he would actually attack a dead man.

He glanced at me: "The old man didn't swallow a breath before he died, I guess he was thinking of you in his heart, if he didn't let him spit out this breath, he might be a corpse, this should be what you don't want to see, right?" Rest assured, I'm not going to do anything to a dead person! ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand slightly.

I felt a strange force push me away, and his fingers were like blades, pouring directly into the old man's throat.

"Poof......

A crisp sound came out, and the old man's throat seemed to have been cut directly by him, and I could clearly see the old man's hand struggling desperately twice, as if something was about to grow out of the fingernails.

The scene looked unusually bloody.

Not long after the old man died, his body was not yet cold, and he was already charred black, and this time, blood spurted out, and then sprinkled on the old man's white cloth.

"Get me a basin of water!"

The man waved his hand lightly after taking care of all this, then looked at me.

Even though I was dissatisfied, I knew that now was not the time to have a seizure, so I went out and fetched a basin of water and came back, and then put it on the table.

The man washed his hands, and a complicated look leaked from his eyes: "Later, you go to the market and buy fifty bean skins, which you just made this morning." ”

"What the hell are you going to do?" I was a little angry, I couldn't understand anything he had done since he came back, and he seemed to think of himself as the master of the house.

"Are you going to let the old man be buried like this?" He turned his face and looked at me with a smile.

My heart chuckled, as if I understood something, a cold sweat welled up on my back, I didn't dare to linger any longer, and hurriedly walked outside.

"Remember, make a few more cups of cold soy milk!"

His voice came from behind him.

I trotted all the way to get what I needed and brought it back to the house, where I found him sitting there, looking at Grandpa's body on the bed with complicated eyes.

When he saw me return, he handed me a pair of scissors: "Cut off all the dead skin on his body." ”

"Huh?" At that moment, my scalp was numb.

I haven't done this before.

"Start with your feet!" He didn't say anything, but lowered his head, opened a cup of soy milk, and then gently inserted the middle finger of his right hand into the soy milk, and I saw as if a wisp of blood was gradually spreading along his hand in the soy milk.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up a piece of bean skin, and then picked up the soy milk with his other hand and sprinkled it evenly on it.

Between the movements of his hands, the original dark yellow color was diluted a little bit, and the whole bean skin seemed to have turned into a human skin in his hands at that moment.

"Hurry up!" He looked at me and scolded.

"Oh!"

I didn't dare to be careless, so I picked up the scissors and slowly cut them along the blackened soles of my grandfather's feet. With a popping sound, a layer of black dead skin was peeled off my feet.

Immediately after, without any hesitation, he held the bean skin in his hand, and then gently covered the soles of his grandfather's feet.

The bean skin fits the skin, and the soybean milk spilled on it makes a sizzling sound, and then, like skin, slowly attaches to the soles of grandpa's feet. It looks like a new layer of skin!

"Go on! Don't stop......" his voice was soft.

I took a deep breath, wiped the sweat on my head, the scissors in my hand fell again, and began to continue to help my grandfather cut off the charred dead skin.

And the hand he showed really surprised me.

Half an hour later, Grandpa was completely new from top to bottom, only his face was still burnt and black, and I was already sweating profusely.

"It's time to change your face next, this is delicate work, don't cut too much meat!" He glanced at me and said in a deep voice.

I tried to calm myself down: "Let's go! ”

As I spoke, the scissors slowly fell, and at this moment, I felt the old man's body move suddenly.