Outside the door is facing the gate of the community, two street lamps are bright, and residents can see clearly when they enter and exit. It's really nice to be in this place for monitoring.

After a short time, Li Yang walked in wrapped in cold air and shouted that he was hungry. After calling the waiter, first serve two large bowls of mutton soup, then a large plate of lamb chops, and four scones. After a while, the dishes were ready, and I didn't have time to ask, I was really hungry, so I picked it up and ate it.

After eating and drinking, Li Yang picked his teeth, and then talked about how he found the little boy.

Li Yang has always been obsessed with the whole thing, and his mind is full of yin and yang. He drove around the garden community without any trouble in the past few days, and wanted to explore the hidden space on the top floor, but he never had the courage. Today, when he was walking around again, he saw a familiar back, it was the little boy.

The boy went to the small supermarket at the entrance of the community to buy a bottle of soy sauce and carried the bottle into the building where the concept of yin and yang was hidden. Li Yang wanted to follow, but he was afraid of finding out, so he called me in a panic.

I winked and said, "He bought soy sauce?" So, are he and Master Xie planning to live here permanently? ”

"Almost. Why don't we go up and have a look? ”

My heart was in turmoil, I had a bad feeling, and my heart felt like a stone had fallen.

At this time, suddenly there was a burst of music from the community. All the diners in the sheep soup restaurant stopped their chopsticks and looked out together. What is it about music that has so much magic?

You guessed it, it's mourning.

On a cold winter night, the streets and alleys were as dark as ink, and suddenly this heavy and slow mourning music came out, which weighed down people's hearts. We saw a group of people in the community, lined up in a long line, walking slowly around the community. These people, old and young, men and women, all wore dark cotton jackets, stepped on the point of mourning, step by step, and looked from afar, like ghosts in the night.

The leader is a woman in her fifties and sixties, which is said to be not a lot of age for the present age. She is like an old man in the last years of the wind, with gray hair, her face is full of numbness after sorrow, and the white hair on her forehead is scattered by the wind, which is very miserable and miserable. She was holding a black and white portrait in her arms, and by the light of the street lamp, she saw that it was a young man who was not very old, estimated to be in his twenties, and he was quite handsome. It's just that his life is too weak, he died young, and the white-haired people sent the black-haired people.

I see this blockage in my heart, this trouble. Li Yang suddenly stood up and said, "Let's go, Lao Liu." ”

"What for?" I was stunned.

"Join the funeral procession."

My eyes widened, "Are you sick?" Is it sick! It's too late to hide from this kind of bad luck, and you still have to move forward. ”

Li Yang looked at the team and slowly lit a cigarette: "I know that dead young man." In total, he is also an acquaintance of ours. ”

"Oh? Who is he? I asked.

Li Yang spat out a puff of cigarette: "Lin Xia's boyfriend, Guan Feng." ”

"Holy." My eyes widened: "You're not mistaken, are you?" ”

"I have had a few encounters with Guan Feng. When Lin Xia was alive, he had gone to a rental house to spend the night. ”

Looking at the funeral procession, my lips trembled, and I felt an inexplicable chill: "He...... Is he really dead? ”

"I'm afraid so. Let's go, go and see. It's fate, let's send him all the way. ”

Li Yang settled the meal account, and he and I walked out of the mutton soup restaurant wrapped in big cotton jackets. Outside, the north wind was howling and the cold wind was biting. My ears hurt from the cold, and I shivered and buttoned the hat behind my padded jacket to my head. With cigarettes in our mouths and hands in our jacket pockets, we walked into the community. Just in time for the team to walk around the community.

Li Yang was really a person on the scene, and went over directly to say hello: "It's Guan Feng's family, right?" ”

The woman at the front of the procession holding the portrait stopped, looked at us and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Auntie, we are friends of Guan Feng and live in this community...... I want to give Guan Feng a ride. Li Yang said. He took out his wallet, took out ten red tickets and handed them over: "Auntie, the two of us don't have any preparations, this money is not much, you take it." Condolences change. ”

The woman clutched the portrait tightly, her ten fingers were blue from the cold, and she could see that she was very moved, her lips trembled, and tears rolled in her eyes: "Good boy, you are all good children." Auntie can't ask for your money. Xiaofeng, when you come to see him, he will be content, content. ”

There was a middle-aged man standing next to him who was so cold that his nose came out, he quickly took the banknote with his hands and eyes, and said with his teeth bared: "I said little sister, don't chill the hearts of other children, the two children came all the way to send money, and now where to find this love in this unlucky world." Two young men, Guan Feng has a friend like you, and it is not in vain for him to go through the world, I thank you for his mother. ”

Li Yang said: "We want to join your funeral team and send friends all the way." ”

The woman and the man didn't speak, and their eyes fell on the person at the leader of the group. On such a cold day, this person was wearing a dark black Tang suit, wearing gold-wire glasses, his hair was oiled, and he was meticulously combed. He held a copper bell in his hand, small and exquisite, shaking as he went, and his voice was like dripping water in the hollow, very ethereal.

He looked at the two of us and nodded slightly.

"Join in. We'll walk around a little further and go back, and then sit down at home. The middle-aged man said.

"It's not far from home, isn't it?" Li Yang asked.

The man pointed to a residential building not far away: "It's a few steps away." Both of you must go to the house to sit down and have a cup of hot tea. ”

Li Yang nodded: "Then beg for mercy, we mainly want to burn some paper for Guan Feng." ”

Hearing this, tears rolled out of the woman's eyes. Yes, not a stream, it's a roll-off. Drop by drop fell on the posthumous image, it was strange, the teardrops actually fell on the corners of Guan Feng's eyes, slowly flowing towards the lower part of the statue, and it looked like he was also mourning and crying in the posthumous image.

When the master in Tang costume saw this, he suddenly frowned: "What did I say, I can't let the tears flow on the statue!" ”

The woman hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes: "Master, I'm sorry, I, I miss our family too much." ”

The Master began to chant something in French, reached out his hand, and gently wiped the tears from the portrait. It's no wonder that after he stroked his hand, the emotions of the characters on the portrait really seemed to have transitioned from sadness to peace.

I was amazed, of course, Guan Feng's expression in the photo will not change, that is, it is a hell of a life. But you can really feel the emotions that emanate from the photos.

Master Tang Costume glanced at us, continued to shake the bell, and led the team slowly forward. Li Yang and I followed behind the rest of the line.

I said, "You're generous enough, and you're a thousand." ”

Li Yang said in a low voice: "Without this thousand yuan, can they invite us to tea?" Besides, death is great, we have a fate with Guan Feng, and if the money is given, let's give it. ”

"His tea is so good?"

He smiled: "Actually, I'm curious, I want to know how Lu Dao Guan Feng died." ”

Actually, I don't want to. I couldn't help but think of that gloomy voodoo villain in my mind, and I couldn't help but feel numb, is there really such an evil art in this world?

After another round around the community, I saw that everyone in the team sighed - not sad, completely frozen. There was an old lady in her fifties who couldn't stop complaining: "This bear child is dead when he dies, and he comes to toss us alive." It has been eight lifetimes of blood mold for such a relative. ”

Someone next to her dragged her: "You be quiet, accumulate some virtue." ”

The girl was still chattering crookedly, and she couldn't stop complaining. After a while, he scolded her husband for being a wreck, and he couldn't do any work after being laid off, so he could only go to the gate. After a while, he complained that his son was not motivated, and other people's children were big white-collar workers and small bosses, earning a salary of eight or nine million yuan a month, and he only opened 2,000 yuan a month.

Originally, it was a cold day, and it was freezing cold, but it was moving forward with sorrow and joy, and everyone was irritable. Her mouth was not idle, scolding from south to north. Li Yang whispered to me: "Lao Liu, aren't you looking for a job, I'll give you a job, you go over and slap her, I'll give you a hundred yuan." ”

I said, "You went and ripped off her pants, and I'll give you three hundred." Lying is grandson. ”

At this time, the wind was blowing, and the sky was full of snowflakes. Li Yang and I shrank our heads from the cold, and we didn't think about bickering, we just wanted to finish the circle quickly so that we could go to Guan Feng's house. At this time, I suddenly heard a scream of "ah".

The cry came so suddenly, like thunder in the clear sky. I was groggy and unprepared. was so frightened by this sudden scream that he almost didn't squirt out.

When I looked up, the people in the team were running in all directions, and I saw the old lady who had been complaining about life just now was wilting, trembling, slumped to the ground, and her mouth was crooked and her eyes were slanted in fright. The orange light from the street lamp pole fell silently on her, forming a huge halo on the ground and snowflakes dancing in the air, the scene reminded me of a stage play, with a quiet montage effect.

The old lady got up from the ground, howled and cried, and kept kowtowing to the southwest: "Xiaofeng, I loved you the most when you were alive, don't come to hurt me, woo~~"

Master Tang came over and stroked the top with his hand: "What do you see?" ”

The others slowly gathered together, frightened and curious, afraid to approach, and chattered in low voices. At this time, many idlers came out of the community, and they also gathered around to see the excitement.

The old lady was crying all over her face, and howled in her throat: "I saw Xiaofeng just now, and he was there-" She pointed with her hand, and the crowd in that direction immediately fled like a fire.

"What does he want to do?" Master's face was solemn.

"I saw a mouthful...... A big black pot with firewood burning underneath, and hot oil in the pot. Xiaofeng was boiling in the pot, his whole body was rotten, and he lay on the edge of the pot, just looking straight at me. ”

I was still listening to it interestingly, and I thought this old lady deserved it, but as soon as she talked about the black cauldron, she immediately poked the deepest part of my heart. As she described it, my eyes widened and I almost choked.

Once in Li Damin's mother's nightmare, I was also boiled in a big cauldron.

With the touching of the master in Tang costume, the mood of the old ladies gradually stabilized. Although he was not hoarse like just now, his face was still ugly and terrifying. The master asked her to kowtow three times on the ground, and repeatedly told her to be pious. In fact, he didn't need to tell him, after this fright, the old lady is now estimated to be afraid of the mouse like a tiger.

People born in the fifties, who experienced that special era, were baptized by the concept of "endless joy in struggle", had no reverence, ignored gods and ghosts, and did not worry about thunder when they did things that lacked virtue. She had to experience it for herself to realize the incredibleness and ruthlessness of nature.

The old ladies knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, their heads ringed, and they cried and chanted: "Xiaofeng, my cousin is wrong, my cousin is not a thing, you don't care about the villain, I will burn paper for you every New Year's holiday in the future." Don't come to your cousin, your cousin is cowardly......"

Master Tang Costume slowly paced to the direction that the old lady had just pointed to, where a blank area had already been given up by the crowd of onlookers. Master Tang costume circled around this area, his pace was not big but his pace was extremely fast, and the bell in his hand shook faster and faster, dense as raindrops.

At this time, there were hundreds of people around to watch the excitement, but no one spoke, and there was no sound. The snowflakes in the air fell with the wind, and the scene was a bit eerie.

The master suddenly stopped, and with a close hand, the bell went silent. There were so many people, there was not even a cough, and there was a dead silence.