The remains of the two old men on the bed can still be vaguely seen that they died in each other's arms at the last time, but the two of them have decomposed, and the body tissues are even fused together. For the sake of respect, the author does not describe the death of the two old men too much. But in the eyes of Sam Bao and Master Lu, who were at the scene, this was indeed the loneliest reunion and the saddest parting in the world.

Even though the two were wearing thick dust masks, they could still smell suffocating. Sam Bao and the master glanced at each other, and regretfully put the two thin old men in a large bag.

Just as he was about to leave with the body bag, the souls of the two old men appeared beside the bed, and then slowly lay down. They had satisfied smiles on their faces and clasped hands together. The old lady's soul looked at the empty bottle that had been full of sleeping pills next to the bed, she glanced at Sambo again, and waved goodbye to Sambo.

The old man's soul pointed to the bottom of the bed, and the three treasures understood.

After putting the remains in the car, Sam Bao asked the master to wait for him, and Master Lu didn't say much, since Sam Bao helped the police to handle the case, he was relieved of some of Sambo's actions that were incomprehensible to ordinary people. This kid has his own way of doing things.

Sambo returned to the house, and the policeman who had just vomited was about to pull up the cordon at the door.

"I forgot something." After Sanbao finished speaking, regardless of whether he agreed or not, he walked into the back room by himself.

"Are the people at the funeral home stupid and bold?!" The policeman muttered inwardly.

Sanbao stood at the head of the bed, and the resentful spirits of the two old men closed their eyes slightly at the moment, as if they were asleep. Sambo bent down and lifted the corner of the bed, and under the mattress that had been soaked in corpse fluid, he found an old photo album, the surface of which was covered with red velvet, the style that was fashionable twenty years ago. He gently flipped through the album, which contained an unopened file bag.

Sambo didn't open the file bag, he simply looked at the photos in the old photo album. In the album are photos of two old people in their youth. The young girl inside is pure as if not contaminated with a trace of earthly dust, and the years have left a silent mark on her face, and then they met, in Beijing's Houhai, Tiananmen, Huangshan, Qingdao Laoshan...... It can be seen that the two people like to travel very much, and many places of interest have left the footprints of two young people.

Then they had two cute children, and the children in the old photos grew up day by day. Then wrinkles began to creep up on their faces. Until the end, the family photo with children and grandchildren was originally full, and in the end, only two old people were left with a lonely and old appearance. On the last photo they left in the old house, they were already tired and not smiling.

"We wish the kids would come back." The old lady's soul speaks.

"Hey...... Okay, aren't they all back now, don't go to your heart, it's all over, wife, doesn't anyone know our wishes...... Thank you, kid, for giving us our last ride. Sorry to bother you. The good-natured old man still felt sorry at this time.

"It's okay, when you get over there, remember what you were like when you were at your best." Sambo said with the album in his hand.

"Alright, wife, it's time to hit the road." The old lady reminded the old man.

"So, don't you want to look at our children more?" The old man asked

“…… No, no, it's good that they're all back, and they're all in mind. The more I look at it, the more I don't want to leave, and it's uncomfortable...... Let's go, just let this good boy send us off. The old lady said with relief.

"What's your name? Child. ”

"My name is Yang Sanbao, call me Sanbao."

"Thank you, Sambo...... Farewell......" came the chorus of the souls of the two old men.

Sanbao couldn't bear to disturb the last moment of the two old men's souls, so he bowed slightly and withdrew from the room. Finally, when I looked back, the souls of the two kind-hearted old men covered the entire room like blue flames that had melted in the water, and then, like the smudge effect of an ink painting, became fading more and more, and finally disappeared into the air completely. The last proof of their existence in this world is the old photo album and the file bag in the hands of the Three Treasures.

Master Lu saw Sanbao walking out with a red album with a solemn expression, he stepped forward and asked, "This is what you found......

"Well, their relics ......"

"Go, give it to them." Master Lu's head tilted slightly, his eyes swept to the family members of the elderly, and he thought in his heart, why do Sanbao always have discoveries that are different from others? Could it be that this kid really seems to be able to see things that ordinary people can't see, as others say...... Master Lu's thought flashed through him, and he tried his best not to let himself fall into this kind of nonsense.

Sambo still has one more thing to solve, and that is the resentment of that ill-intentioned drug-addicted girl. At this moment, the wraith was cautiously poking its head out from under the manhole cover to check the movement around it. When she saw that she was surrounded by lively residents, her eyes flashed with a gloomy and fierce light.

Sambo took off his mask, pretended to soothe his muscles, and slowly walked towards the resentful spirit.

"You come out for me." Sambo commanded in a heartfelt voice.

The wraith had no choice but to climb out of the sewer pipe and stand trembling in front of Sambo. At this time, Sanbao confirmed that the naked drug addict girl mentioned by the master was the resentful spirit in front of him. She was covered in bruise-purple scars and pinholes, and her hair was unkempt with nothing but her last underwear before she died. Looks like a ghost.

"Look at your virtue. Why do you want to be annoying! Sambo asked.

"I was wrong, Master, don't kill me." The drug-addicted female resentful spirit said timidly.

"You're dead, forgot. What is the difference between when you are alive and when you are dead? ”

"I can't live without powder. There's no powder, so it's good for me to suck in the anger here. ”

"Do me a favor...... Let these poor people go. Sambo's tone was pleading.

“…… Then I can't bear it, what should I do if I can't let it go. Master"

"If you can't give up, you have to give up, if you can't let go, you have to let go, if it's drugs, you have to quit, if you can't quit drugs if you live, don't complain about others tempting you when you leave...... I'm not a master, and I'm not an exorcist. I'm a mortician, and I can talk to you. Listen to me and let's go...... Otherwise, you are here, and I will come back sooner or later to destroy you. Sambo gave an ultimatum.

"Sanbao, I'm ready to go back." Master Lu shouted at Sanbao, who was taking a deep breath in front of the flower bed.

"Okay, I'll slow down, otherwise I'm afraid of getting into the car and getting motion sickness." Sambo responded. Then, he urged the wraith: "I see that you are younger than me, and I will call you sister." Don't plague the world here. Go where you're supposed to be and finish the last time. It's worthy of yourself......"

“…… Younger sister...... When I was alive, they used me as a tool and told me to sell it and earn money to buy powder. I'm dead, and they've forgotten about me...... I didn't expect you to be the one who treated me as a human being in the end...... See you in the next life, help me on my last journey, I still have resentment in my heart. The drug addict made one last request.

San Bao thought about it, he didn't know what way to use to cross the catastrophe for this resentful spirit, the plot of killing pigs and sheep on TV, and chanting scriptures was acting after all, no one taught him, everything could only follow his wishes and intuition.

Try it again.

"Master Zhao, borrowing a cigarette is a little disgusting, I'll light a cigarette and smell it." Sanbao turned around and walked towards the driver, Zhao Gang.

"Yo, Sanbao, you're going to break the vows." Zhao Gang took out a hibiscus king and handed it to the three treasures.