The tongue was in flames, emitting that bluish glow, some as if it had been stained with alcohol. Since I could still hear that terrible scream in my ears, it meant that Xie Dongmei's ghost was still there at the moment, and it had been completely enraged by my actions. It's just that I don't have much other feelings in my body at the moment except for the sequelae of the previous one, so I plan to hurry up and find the things in the bag now, such as the lightning strike wood token that I didn't find before. Obviously, we can't take Xie Dongmei's ghost away gently in the previous way, and we have no choice but to come hard.

But just as I was rummaging through my bag in a panic, I was suddenly crushed by the weight, and I was thrown to the ground, and there was an angry shout in my ears: "Don't move!" I got you! "This is the security uncle, in his opinion, Hu Zongren and I are here to make trouble, and I am relatively close to him, so when he saw me lighting a fire in the urn, he threw me at once. But after all, he was an uncle, and I struggled a few times before turning over and crushing him underneath. Since the matter was not done, I had to get rid of him first, but in such a situation, I had no way to tell him the truth.

After the security guard was overwhelmed by me, his feet still locked one of my legs in a crossed shape, and I broke his hand that grabbed the clothes on my chest, and said to him, "Uncle, I'm not here to make trouble, if I don't do this, someone will suffer." But the security guard obviously didn't listen to what I said, and still grabbed me. So I got anxious all of a sudden, and said to him, if you don't let go, I'll beat you!

At the same time as I said this, I felt like something was kicked hard in my stomach, and the reason why I felt heavy was because this force directly caused me to be kicked more than a meter away like a football. When I actually fell to the ground, I found that the force hit me under the chest and above my abdomen, which was my stomach, so I had a forced breath-holding phenomenon, which is the feeling that you are breathing hard, but you can't breathe in, and it hurts, and it is very uncomfortable. I curled up on the ground, I guess it looked like a shrimp, holding my stomach with my hands, trying to calm down. I was lying on my left side on the ground, and before I could recover, my right hand felt a sharp scraping sensation from my shoulder to my arm.

How to describe it, it's like someone has cut only half with many roots, and the sharp nails are deeply pierced into the skin, and then torn hard. After the pain in my arm appeared, my right leg also began to feel pain, although I couldn't see Xie Dongmei's ghost with my eyes, but I knew that this feeling was what it brought me, as if it wanted to tear my body apart and dig out my bones.

Unfortunately, I happened to be wearing a white cotton T-shirt that day, and when I was sure that the pain was not a hallucination, but a real wound, I glanced sideways at my arm, and there were three deep wounds, and the blood began to flow out, soaking my sleeve. And since I bounced off the security guard, the security guard has been watching me, that is, he has witnessed me inexplicably fly a meter away, and then curl up on the ground with bleeding from my arm and thigh.

At this time, I breathed a sigh of relief, seeing the security uncle sitting on the ground looking at me puzzled, I didn't have time to take care of him, I shouted Hu Zongren in a hoarse voice, Hu Zongren also woke up after this time, he saw me shrinking on the ground, probably Zhilu said I can't continue, so Hu Zongren struggled to get up, picked up the two wine glasses on the ground, first fell hard on the ground and smashed it, and then walked to the burning urn, sat down cross-legged after his feet were clasped, and said something in his mouth, I knew that he said, He's forcibly raising his spirit. Hu Zongren's gossip bag is estimated to have fallen from the place where I fell from the ladder before, and I don't think this gossip bag can contain Xie Dongmei's ghost. When Hu Zongren began to chant the mantra, the pain in my body disappeared, but the wound was still there, and I could barely move, watching Hu Zongren resist the pressure, his eyes were closed, and he quickly chanted the mantra while fighting against Xie Dongmei.

The terrible scream in my ears sounded again, and I was sure that he had heard it from the look on the face of the security guard looking around. Hu Zongren's voice of chanting mantras gradually changed from the initial silent recitation to the recitation sound, the voice became louder and louder, and the tone became stronger and stronger. The columbarium was already empty, so Hu Zongren's voice was a little loud with an echo. I saw that the blood vessels on Hu Zongren's forehead rose, and beads of sweat appeared one by one, and the burning coffin began to look like a mobile phone vibrating mode, which seemed to be shaking quickly on the ground, and then with a "snap", the fire was completely extinguished, and the urn stopped shaking, raising a burst of dust. It was as if something had fallen from a height on a flour heap, kicking up dust.

The security guard was really frightened, he got up with a shout, shouted that there was a ghost, and ran in the direction of the stairs, and when he passed me, he did not bypass, but chose to step over my head. If the dead security guard can still move, I'll crush your eggs with a left hook. Seeing that the dust had settled, Hu Zongren straightened his feet and fell to the ground all of a sudden, like a big character. And I tried to roll over and lie flat, my hands and feet spread out, like a wooden character. I can't wait for more people to come up and forcibly arrest us at the police station, so let's take a break at this time.

About ten minutes passed, during which Hu Zongren and I didn't say a word, and I even almost fell asleep several times because of the great contrast between the previous excessive tension and the moment. But the strange thing is that after the security uncle escaped, he should have notified other people to clean up Hu Zongren and me, but no one came. The wound on my hand is quite deep, but I don't know what the bleeding is not as bad as it was at first, I sat up and looked at my wound, the wound has a feeling of being burned and scabbed, but I still can't figure out what it is for, fortunately it did not hurt the blood vessels, although it is quite deep, it is always a skin trauma. I stood up, walked to Hu Zongren's side, kicked him and said, let's run, we won't be able to run away later.

As soon as I said that, I realized that I was slurring my speech. So I subconsciously reached out and touched my cheek, and found that the cheek on the left side of my face was already swollen. Touching the cheekbone, the cheekbone part of my left face was already bruised, and it hurt hotly, and my eyebrow bone was also swollen into a big bag. It was swollen to the touch, but I didn't feel anything, as if the pile of meat wasn't my own.

Hu Zongren sat up, and when he saw my appearance, he laughed, and he smiled and said, You look like a potato. I scolded you for being like a potato, and you're not much better! Because Hu Zongren's neck had that kind of pinch mark again, his nostrils were bleeding, his lips were also chapped a lot, his eyes were red, and he looked really miserable, so we both thought each other's appearance was funny, so we couldn't help but laugh in a very serious place like the columbarium.

We helped each other up to the ladder where the ashes had been removed, and found my compass and his gossip bag on the ground. When I put the compass back in my bag, I easily saw the lightning strike wood token. So I smiled bitterly and said to myself, Master, at the critical moment, your old man really can't be saved. After Hu Zongren picked up the gossip bag, he asked me, what did you do earlier, only Xie Dongmei's ghost is here? There are so many dead people here, where have the others gone? I replied to Hu Zongren and said, you don't want to think about how heavy Xie Dongmei's anger and resentment are, other ghosts have already run away, who dares to get close, maybe we solved Xie Dongmei's ghost today, and the souls here still have to thank us.

After packing up his things, Hu Zongren picked up Xie Dongmei's spiritual position, which had been knocked over on the ground earlier, put it back in his bag, and then said to me, let's slip away, or make an appointment with that Ma Daoren, it can be regarded as an errand. I said don't be busy this day, you see I'm like this, don't you think you should take me to the hospital to be bandaged? Hu Zongren said with a smile, yes, I went to the hospital a few days ago, and today you enter the hospital, you are completely deliberately imitating me, Ha Ha

I didn't want to pay attention to his perverted laughter, and the matter was finally settled, and I was happy despite the injury. We hurried downstairs only to find that the door was locked. It's the kind of hollowed-out aluminum alloy that pulls up and down, and when I walked to the door, I found that there were a lot of people dressed in the same clothes as the previous staff outside, and a few of them were still holding walkie-talkies in their hands. Hu Zongren kicked the door, and then asked, what do you mean by this? Why locked us inside? The people outside were all looking at us with frightened eyes, and I noticed that the security guard who had escaped earlier was taking off his hat and sitting on the ground with his head in his hands, as if he still didn't believe it but had to believe it. So I said in a very bad tone, please open the door, what's the matter with me going to the hospital first, okay?

At this time, one of the women asked Hu Zongren in a hesitant manner, what are you doing? Hu Zongren glanced at her, then picked up his gossip bag, and took out the compass and token bell from my bag, and said to the woman, look at these things, what else do you say we can do? The woman hesitated for a moment and said that they had already reported the crime and would not release us until the police came. Hu Zongren kicked the door again, and said to the woman, "Don't you see that my buddy is seriously injured now?" Can you take responsibility for your life? I tell you, I'm a fool, I'll count to 3, if you don't open the door again, I'll burn all your ashes here, do you believe it or not?

Of course, the woman believed it, and the thousands of deceased people here all had family members. If it was really because of poor management that caused the fire, the sale of blood would not be enough for the funeral home to compensate. So the woman said a few words on the walkie-talkie, and then opened the door. However, when the door was opened, everyone present was far away from the two of us, and we ignored them, but left silently. When I walked up to my car, I handed over the keys to Hu Zongren and asked him to drive me to the hospital, and then called Sister Cai and Situ. Just after our car drove out of the gate of the funeral home, a police car drove in quickly, and then I said to Hu Zongren, you drive fast for me, I don't want to be arrested.

The doctor said I had a laceration wound because I lied to him that I had been hung up with a nail. Originally, I thought that a bandage would be enough, but I had to go to the hospital to clear the sores and reduce inflammation. There was no way, so I could only be pushed into the ward by Hu Zongren like a dying person.