Chapter 10: Confiding in Your Heart
"I don't believe in Buddhism, I don't believe in Christ Jesus, I don't believe in ****** Catholicism, I only believe in life and death, let it be." Master Lu was rubbing the railing when he suddenly stopped and came up with such a sentence.
Sanbao was a little puzzled, he also stopped, looked at the master and said: "Master, is it that if you work here for a long time, people will become very detached and look down on everything, because nothing is greater than life and death, and no one can escape the last hurdle." ”
"Maybe, isn't it strange, ordinary people will always encounter the death of relatives and friends, or witness strangers dying or something, that is already very amazing for ordinary people, and they can't stand it, but this is commonplace, you try to work for three days, and the worst body you see is ......" Master Lu said this, pausing slightly, as if expressing respect for the deceased. After all, in this sensitive position, we must always maintain respect for the deceased, and we can't talk and make fun of those bodies that have no vital signs, which is the minimum respect and professionalism. "But you will encounter a lot of tricky problems in the future, this is just the beginning, but your psychological quality is good, you know, Director Wu can praise you behind your back."
"What do you praise me, he praises me?!" Sanbao was a little unconvinced, he felt Director Wu's disdain for him, which he had noticed from the interview.
"Don't look at that person who sometimes hates it, in fact, others are okay, what to say, don't pretend, no leadership...... He told me, you don't look like a novice! After Master Lu said this, he looked at Sanbao proudly.
At this time, sporadic glimmers of light shone through the glass windows of the funeral parlor's corridor and shone on Master Lu's face, half of his body radiated a dark red light in the sunlight, and in the eyes of the Three Treasures, it looked very much like the monk with the Buddha's light on his head on the Dunhuang murals. So Sambo didn't answer, just listened quietly, and slowly wiped the railing in front of him with the rag in his hand.
Seeing that Sanbao didn't respond, just smiled politely, Master Lu raised his eyebrows and continued to chat.
"Actually, your previous performance is in the eyes of everyone, you are very suitable for this job, of course, now the funeral industry is actually quite hot, in Beijing, Shanghai, or other provincial capitals, if you want to come to the funeral home, you have to be serious about the undergraduate major in civil affairs, you don't have enough education, there is no way, but as long as you have the heart to learn, it's no big deal. I'm just a secondary school student. Our curator thinks about recruiting a few undergraduate college students all day long, you look at our place, just this treatment, who will come, and he won't stay for long. People who graduated from bachelor's degrees have gone to funeral parlors in big cities, and we are short of people now, but if they really come here, few are willing to stay in our small temple. This is also normal, people go to high places, water flows to low places, and many people don't understand our work, and no one wants to pay attention to us. Don't look at how popular the funeral director is on the Internet all day long, and make more money. Those are all tabloid reporters, students who graduated from civil affairs majors, basically have the right units, and eighty percent of the people who earn their heads and blood all day are recruited as temporary workers, and the core technology cannot be contacted at all. You said that there are a few people who can calm down to do this business, and it is not excluded that those who have bad intentions and want to hunt for curiosity and want to hype, you know, just one in the city, only one was fired a few days ago, how did you ...... ****, paparazzi...... When he was discovered, he was secretly filming in the embalming room with a candid camera and was caught red-handed...... Guess what, this guy confessed, saying that he needed to work, and he sold the photos of the body he secretly took when he was at work to some foreign horror website to earn clicks. Damn, you said that there is a lack of virtue, remember the Three Jewels, we must respect the body in this business, and there can be no disrespect for the deceased unless it is necessary. When you are working, try not to move the body with your bare hands, and handle it gently, of course, you do a good job. ”
"Hey, hey, I said you master and apprentice!" A woman's voice came from behind him.
Master Lu turned his face sideways and looked at Master Li who was standing behind him with a broom.
"I said, Big Pepper, you have to take care of you when we chat." Master Lu deliberately angered her.
"Sanbao, you can be regarded as a member of our Sanqing now, don't be lazy with your master, look at you two, you said that you want to help me do the cleaning, this will wipe these two railings...... Lao Lu, you have to be a teacher! Master Li didn't give in, stared at the three treasures, and quickly changed places to wipe them.
"It's going to rust if you rub it, pepper. Let's go out to talk, it won't affect you, hey, hey, hell help us clean up the prosthetic room by the way. ”
"Pack up your eggs, clean up, and go." Master Li twisted his waist diagonally, and he was about to rush over, so frightened that Master Lu pulled Sanbao and ran.
"Two cow eggs, black cow eggs meet white cow eggs, double yolk eggs ......" Master Li shouted in the back, Master Lu and San Baole talked, and the two trotted all the way out of the hall and came outside.
Overhead at the moment, it seems that it is going to rain, and the air in the col is moist and oppressive, but the Sanqing funeral parlor is surrounded by excellent greenery, and from the air, the building itself can hardly be seen, only the dark red roof can be faintly visible from the tall cedar leaves.
"It would be nice if the weather was better, we here, originally yin, humidity is heavy, you say it's strange, we feel foggy for many years, even if there is sunshine, it's not like the top of the mountain, the sun is so sunny outside the mountain, the sun is shining, I always feel uncomfortable on my body, maybe I feel it in my heart, how do you feel about this." Master Lu asked Sanbao with a sideways face.
"Actually, I think it's really good here, the town I used to stay in, there is a cement factory next to it, a small wind blows, everywhere is gray, the weather is good, if it rains, you see that the body is dirty, the bath is plastered, although the sun is less, but the air is fresh, there is no haze, longevity!"
San Bao laughed and teased, but he still didn't tell the truth, Master Lu, their feeling was right, the yin here was extremely heavy, even on a sunny day, you could see a faint fog floating in the air, as if the air had wrinkled. Sambo knew that this was not only dampness, but also the deposition of negative energy that had been accumulated for a long time in this place, but Sambo still chose not to reveal this secret, many of the events and secrets he knew seemed too fantastical and incredible to the general public after all, even if they were well-informed and accustomed to seeing life and death funeral masters, Sanbao's understanding was also an unbelievable existence for them, and it was better to say less.
"Oh yes, Sanbao, your home is in Fushou Town, right?"
"Yes, Fushou Town"
"Your small town is also interesting, with a nice name Fushou Town, and a cement factory was built, the cement dust is amazing, just us, there are a lot of your bodies sent over, either lung cancer or pneumoconiosis, isn't it evil." Master Lu said with regret.
"I've moved cement there before, but it's only been a long time...... I can't move it."
"It's good that you didn't do it there, after working for a long time, your lungs can't stand it, and it's meaningless, it's the same as ants."
"Master, what do you think is the point of this?" Sam Bao asked the master tentatively, although he himself felt that it was a bit retarded to ask this question. So he giggled embarrassedly.