After the memorial service for my mother, I said to my father, "Dad, I want to go to the bridge to see." ”

My dad waved his hand, then squatted and continued to burn paper for my mother, talking to my mother while burning paper, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

I finally understood why my dad wanted me to work in the funeral industry for so many years, maybe he was just to make me understand life and death.

Otherwise, how could I have been so quick to see my mother's death?

I climbed a small hill and soon came to the bridge.

The current bridge across the river is a restored bridge, and there are many vehicles speeding over it.

Twenty years ago, all the people on this bridge were bicycles, and it was rare to see speeding cars.

After so many years, there are more and more cars speeding on the bridge.

There must have been a lot of sacrifices to build this bridge, right?

I was standing on the bridge, overlooking the bridge, and suddenly next to my mother's grave, I saw countless small dirt bags with signs on them.

And this bridge twenty years ago, I don't know how many resentful spirits have accumulated?

My wolf tooth necklace suddenly had a particularly strong concussion reaction, and the little boy on the phone made a trembling sound.

"Big brother...... The energy here ...... It's too powerful to be where we're supposed to be...... And the magnetic field here is very chaotic......"

As soon as the little boy's words fell, the phone screen turned into an undead detector, and the dense red dots under the bridge made me gasp.

As soon as I looked up, I saw countless undead standing next to my dad, and they all surrounded him with resentful eyes.

I suddenly thought of my dad's strange reaction some time ago, and the sudden ups and downs of emotions during this time, could it be that these resentful spirits are causing trouble?

The little boy trembled and whispered in my ear, "Big brother, let's get out of here...... Otherwise, it would be bad if they were targeted. ”

I have the ability to communicate with the undead, but I can't connect with my mother.

I asked the little boy, "Why can I see most of the undead who exist, but I can't find my mother?" ”

The little boy said, "If you don't have a deep grudge, you may soon return to the world of the dead, and then return to the world again." It is also possible that the resentment is deep, but it is swallowed up by a more powerful energy. If it's the latter, I'm afraid it's very painful. ”

I clenched my fists, my heart was trembling, I wished my mom was the former!

"Then these resentful undead, why don't they devour each other?"

"Maybe they all have about the same energy and can't devour each other, right? Unless the energy is large enough to devour them. So, I don't think you can find the reason your-mom, maybe she's already back in the world of the dead, and it's possible that after all this time, she's back on earth. ”

I smiled wryly and said, "I hope so." ”

I left the bridge and returned to my mother's grave, where my dad was still with me.

I felt the magnetic field around me getting more and more disturbed, and said to my dad, "Dad, will my mom go back?" I'm a little unwell. ”

My dad said, "Okay, let's go back then." ”

I helped him up and walked to the Volkswagen Lavida. Instead of getting into the car right away, he looked back at my mother's grave with tears in his eyes.

After my dad got into the car, I got into the driver's seat, but suddenly I saw the group of resentful spirits under the bridge, all gathered in front of my mother's grave, scrambling to eat the ashes of paper money burning.

When I rubbed my eyes and looked again, I couldn't see anything.

As I drove back, my dad asked in a deep voice, "When are Xiaobai's parents going to talk about marriage with our family?" ”

I said, "Soon, Paper Kite said that at the beginning of the month, when her mother was on annual leave, the two families would be able to sit together and discuss marriage." ”

My dad nodded and said, "That's good, I hope that before I close my eyes, I will solve your life's major affairs first." ”

"Dad, don't talk nonsense here, you will definitely live a long life."

"Dad's body knows in his heart, and he has already reached the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, so he has to serve the old."

My heart suddenly chuckled, and I suddenly remembered that my father once said that if we undertakers do too much funeral, we are particularly sensitive to death, does my father really know that his time is running out?

My heart was pounding, my throat felt like something was stuck, and my heart suddenly became extremely heavy.

The car drove to the second floor of my house, and I had a good meal with my dad.

Ever since I graduated from high school, I've been busy with things in the store, rarely going home again, and spending less and less time with my dad.

I can't imagine how my dad fought loneliness when he was alone.

Since my mother died, for 20 years, he didn't say that he would find another wife to support him until he was old.

Aunt Wang also thought about introducing him to a wife before, but he refused.

He said that if there is one person hidden in his heart, he can't pretend to be someone else, so don't delay others.

Thinking of this, my nose suddenly sour, how envious my father and my mother are so envious of the love of choosing one person to live in old age!

But in this era, I can no longer see such an enviable love.

My eyes were misty, and I raised my glass and said to my dad, "Dad, I toast you, for my mother, you have worked hard for so many years." ”

My dad was stunned for a moment, watched me drink the wine, and suddenly said regretfully: "If I had gone to pick you up, maybe she wouldn't have ......"

I said, "Dad, don't think so, it's not your fault, you shouldn't blame yourself, if my mother knows, she will only be more upset than you." ”

My dad nodded and said, "Can't make your mom sad, let's drink." ”

I persuaded my dad to drink less, and at the same time drunk myself, and then fell asleep in the second floor.

At night, I had a long dream, and I dreamed that my mother was constantly calling my name, and her appearance seemed so indistinct.

I followed her and walked into the fog, until her figure disappeared, and I panicked.

There were constant footsteps in the fog, and I didn't even dare to breathe, so I could only find a safe place to hide.

It was a little cold to the bone, and the undead kept moving closer to me, their eyes full of resentment.

I felt the energy coming from them, suppressing the energy in my body.

I don't know when I heard a shout in my ear, and my name was always called.

Until the sound in my ears became louder and louder, the energy in my body suddenly gushed out, and the undead around me were suddenly crushed by the energy pouring out of my body!

There were also blood-red subtitles in front of me, and I vaguely saw that it seemed to have gained merit points.

My eyelids sank and I lost consciousness......