Today is the seventh day after Yujia's death, and it rains very much, and it is quite cold.

At six o'clock in the morning, the Zhou family was going to send Yujia's coffin up the mountain, and a convoy set off from the place where the Zhou family lived, and went straight to the Phoenix Mountain Cemetery in Guiyang along the road.

At the beginning was a very special hearse, the rear compartment of the car had nothing to cover except for the ceiling on the roof, and outsiders could clearly see the peachwood gilt coffin.

"Why don't you go and have a look?"

"Let's just follow and watch."

Sitting in the rented car, Hai Dongqing looked at me worriedly while driving, as if he was afraid that I wouldn't be able to drive, which was purely because he was too worried.

How could I not think about it with my mentality?

"Birdman."

"Huh?"

"You go back first in a while, I'll go talk to Yujia when the Zhou family leaves, and you will come and pick me up when the time comes."

Hearing this, Hai Dongqing frowned, and said uneasily: "Otherwise, I'll be with you, right?" You're like that."

"It's okay, don't worry."

I leaned back in my chair and smiled at him, and Hai Dongqing glanced at me and shook his head.

"You have changed a lot in the past few days, I can feel it, but" Hai Dongqing turned his eyes away from me, looked at the muddy road in front of him and was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "No matter what, you are still the original wood, because the things under your eyes have never changed." ”

"What's that?"

"Kindness."

When I heard these two words, I felt a little pain in my head, and I couldn't help but close my eyes and tap my temples vigorously, and my teeth clenched tightly.

Kindness, bullshit kindness, I've been a good person for so many years?!

I shouldn't have been oh no, I'm a good person, and I will be the same in the future

The old man, the fat uncle, Hai Dongqing, Yujia, they all want me to be a good person, and I can't let them down.

"Well, I'm a good person." I laughed and sorted out my brand new casual clothes, which Yujia bought for me some time ago, and it was said to be quite expensive, but I didn't wear them properly.

Today is a big day, you have to wear this dress to be interesting, the dirty coat I usually wear has already been thrown at home, I can see Yujia at night, dress like a person asking for food, isn't it too embarrassing?

"What's in your bag?"

Suddenly, Hai Dongqing asked me coldly, I didn't think much about it, I reached into my bag and took out a stack of paper money, and said with a smile: "The ticket of Tiandi Bank, I don't know if it is suitable for below." ”

"You go back first, I'll call you later." I said, told Hai Dongqing to stop, and then got out of the car with an umbrella and a bag, and walked towards the mountain crossing.

Hai Dongqing didn't say much, beckoned to me, turned the car around and left here.

Half an hour later.

I found a vantage point on the hill more than 100 meters away from the Yujia cemetery, took a telescope professionally, and watched Zhou Yan from a distance and they cried grief-stricken.

Zhou Yujia's parents are very much like ordinary middle-aged men and women, basically nothing special, of course, this refers to their usual state.

I've seen Zhou Yujia and his father go crazy, it's called a scary.

At this time, Zhou Yujia's father was standing at the grave wiping his tears, the police uniform he usually wore was changed into a black suit, and a white cloth was tied to the arm of his right hand, and the black word on it was very conspicuous.

And Zhou Yujia's mother sat by the tombstone in a daze, with no expression or movement.

I don't know how I felt at the time, but it was not sadness, but guilt.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind me, and I could guess from this sound that there must have been quite a few people coming.

"Are you really going to do that?"

"yes, that's all you can do if you want her back." Without looking back, I said, "Let's sit down and rest for a while, it's still early, and I'll do it in the evening." ”

The little Buddha came over, didn't care that it was raining, the ground was wet, sat on the stone beside me with a cigarette in his mouth, and looked at the grave in the distance as far away as I did.

The rest of the four or five guys didn't dare to come over and sit on an equal footing with the little Buddha, and they all took umbrellas and shovels, and found a side position to sit down and rest.

Maybe some of you have already guessed what I'm going to do.

That's right.

What I'm going to do today is to summon her soul and nourish her soul according to the prescribed procedure, because this is how Yujia can finally come back to life.

As for the purpose of digging up the grave and robbing the corpse, it is much simpler, in order to send Yujia into the heaven-sent bronze coffin, he can only do this.

"Old man, the birthday gift you gave me just came in handy" I took out a piece of jade pendant from my jacket pocket, this is a gift given to me by the old man when I was a child, the quality is not the top one, but it has other meaning for me.

At the beginning, our life was not rich, the old man in order to give me this piece of jade pendant, he said that he did not have a good meal for more than half a month, although the quality of the jade pendant can only be regarded as average, but there are too many things in it.

"What's the stuff up there?" The little Buddha looked curious and pointed to the pattern on the jade pendant that was similar to blood.

"Spells, spells."

I smiled, took the jade pendant and shook it in front of the little Buddha: "How is it, the craftsmanship is good, right?" I carved it out little by little with a carving knife, and the red on it was chicken blood, didn't it look artistic? ”

"It's very art." Little Buddha nodded.

Time always flies at times like these.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, the Zhou family began to take people down the mountain, and with the sound of firecrackers, the land at the head of the grave gradually fell into calm, and there was no one anymore.

There is a pine tree on the left side of the tombstone, which does not look tall, but the canopy is just enough to shade the tombstone, and this tree can help Yujia's tombstone block a lot of rain when it rains, and it is a good tree.

"It's too late, wait until it's dark and then do it, there are still people on the mountain now, and it's troublesome to be bumped into." As he spoke, the little Buddha called the guys in the back and asked them to take out the contents of the plastic bag.

When I turned my head, Little Buddha was already holding a grilled chicken and nibbling on it, and there was a can of beer at his feet, and it seemed that he was too comfortable to do it.

"Damn, why are you slamming the door so much, what about mine?!" I glared at him.

Little Buddha shrugged his shoulders and said, "Oops, forgot."

"By the way, brothers, everyone should pay attention when you do it for a while, don't hurt the coffin and the tombstone, I thank you in advance." I stood up and said with a kind smile.

One of the guys was the driver who drove us that day, probably scared out of the sequelae by my shot, and when he heard me say this, he nodded busily.

"Brother Yi, we will do what you say."

I thanked him, sat back in place with a smile, and chatted with Little Buddha without a word.

I'll be able to see Yujia soon, and I don't know if she's lost weight in the past few days, so she shouldn't have it.

Maybe Zhou Yan and his family don't want to see Yu Jia paint like a dead man, I heard that the person who made up Yu Jia was specially invited by Zhou Yan, and the girl learned to paint not dead people's makeup, but living people's makeup.

The clothes Yu Jia wore in the coffin were also quite ordinary, that is, the khaki dress she usually loved.

After thinking about it for a while, I seem to be able to see Zhou Yujia's smile in my mind.

She seemed to smile and said, Brother Yi, you finally came to pick me up.

"What are you laughing at?"

The little Buddha asked me coldly, and then I came back to my senses, and when I looked up, the sky was already dark unconsciously.

"The rain has stopped, it's time for us to do it, let's go." I laughed and tidied up my clothes, and without saying anything to the little Buddha, I turned around and walked down the mountain.

Ten minutes later, our group arrived at Zhou Yujia's grave.

Looking at that cold tombstone, my heart felt warm.

"Yujia" I squatted down, and in the strange eyes of everyone, I gently kissed the tombstone: "Brother Yi is here to pick you up, let's go together"

"We will never be separated again"

I smiled maniacally, slowly pressed my face against the tombstone, closed my eyes, felt the biting coldness, and the smile grew brighter and stronger.

"This man is not a brain"

Before the man could finish speaking, the little Buddha slapped the man in the face.

"Smack!!

The person who was beaten covered his face tightly and looked at the little Buddha with a look of fear, as if he didn't understand why the little Buddha was angry.

Actually, I know why the little Buddha beat him.

"yes, I'm just a little out of my head."

I looked at the man with a smile and inserted the pistol I had just pulled back into my waist.

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Tomorrow is Friday, the old rules, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, one change a day, resume next Monday, walking~~