In my thoughts, everything has begun to be arranged in an orderly manner.....

Because Uncle Han was evasive, he was present, and there were no actors who arranged for the funeral.

Only their husband and wife wore linen and filial piety, and made the illusion of filial piety.

There is no portrait of Mrs. Han at home, which always feels like something is missing.

So, I simply borrowed a wooden plaque and made a spiritual plaque.

Of course, the name on it, according to the Xuanmen avoidance, was not written in full.

About half an hour later... The room is decorated with the atmosphere of a mourning hall.

The white lanterns and white leos I brought from the Inquiry Pavilion were all brought by me, and everything went well!

And then... It's the key to success or failure, and it's the main event!

After everything was settled, I went to Aunt Han and asked for a piece of clothes that Mrs. Han used to bed, shoes and socks... Wear it all on the body of a paper doll.

Immediately, in the yellow character of the old lady's Shenggeng, he wrote down.

After putting Huang Fu Shenggeng on the eyebrows of the paper man, finally... Place the paper figure in a coffin.

Not far away, wood was piled up, and charcoal fires were placed in the middle.

Just wait for everything to be arranged... I nodded at Uncle Han and said, "Let's start!"

"Okay," Uncle Han had already explained the situation to Aunt Han.

The husband and wife cooperated, and suddenly dropped the earthen bowl in the room....

With a "pop", after the sound of porcelain breaking.

Uncle Han exclaimed, "Mom!"

"Mother-in-law," Aunt Han cried in agreement.

And this sudden loud noise woke up the white cat curled up at the door.

Liu Siya and I watched from afar... I saw the white cat's eyes open in a daze, and suddenly, that eye was like a human eye.

Unbelievably widened, and let out a terrible "aim"!

Although we don't understand the language of cats.

But that tone gave people an illusion, and the cat seemed to be in disbelief about Mrs. Bai's death.

Or, also sentimental.... Another "aim" was called.

Hearing this, Liu Siya grabbed me nervously.

The sound was terrible, but I felt it inexplicably... I feel that this time the voice of the white cat is more like crying to the victim. In the round cat's eyes, there was a constant light flickering, and no one knew how they felt.

No one knows what it's thinking.

But from the moment it stumbled closer to the spirit card, I thought... This cat seems to be sad!

Of course, that's just what I thought!

After all, I'm not a cat... How can we know what this white cat is meowing and howling?

Just wait for Uncle Han and his wife to put on a show.

Uncle Han got up and looked at me, and his mouth trembled: "Jiang, little brother of the Jiang family, burn it!"

I immediately responded, and together with Liu Siya, I pretended to be the corpse of Mrs. Han in the coffin of Shoucai and threw it on the firewood.

In the courtyard of the Han family's old house, a charcoal fire was lit and wood was burned with charcoal...

With the "crackling" sound of the wood exploding... "aim," and the screams began to be terrible.

The white cat actually stopped at the door of the old mansion like crazy.

It suddenly jumped to its knees... The propulsion of perverts and sleeping pills did not allow it to leap into the brazier.

Instead, he stood on the brazier, stumbled, and fell into the coals.

Suddenly, there was a cat's voice howling in pain, and the sound made people's ear drums tingle... But I didn't feel scared in the slightest, but... It's an inexplicable heart-wrenching.

Because of the cat, the feeling that Liu Siya felt at the moment was that it was more difficult than the owner's corpse and was cremated. So I ran over desperately.

Liu Siya may be in a pure state of mind, so what she sees is the good thoughts in her heart.

And Uncle Han and Aunt Han saw that... White cat fried hair

, lest the white lady whose life is tied together, be cremated so easily.

For fear of harming himself, the white cat will rush out to stop it.

I don't know which of their thoughts at the moment comes from the white cat's heart... However, no matter what kind of idea it is, the white cat is exactly like the one recorded in the white mother-in-law's book notes.

The white cat crawled out of the brazier with a miserable scream, and then went straight to the firewood... Until it stepped into front of it, it jumped with all its might, and the last leap jumped into the sea of fire.

Suddenly, together with the paper puppet, they were burned alive in the firewood and charcoal fire.

The terrible howl of the cat stopped, but the fire was even more rapid.

Liu Siya, who watched it, only felt cruel at the moment, and couldn't even bear to look at it directly!

And this monstrous fire has been burning for a long time, and Mrs. Han's stand-in... The paper doll was burned with ashes along with the cat's corpse.

At that moment, seriously! I myself felt an inexplicable tingling, looking at the blazing firewood and charcoal fire, I couldn't help but feel soft, and inexplicably felt a kind of desolation of human nature.

I even felt cruel, and I didn't understand why Granny Bai would use such a cruel way to burn a cat to death.

Watching the fire gradually reced, whether it was a paper stand-in or the corpse of a white cat, it was gone.

At that moment, inexplicable tears swirled in my eyes.

Maybe it's just because I'm strong at my age.

I always felt that I shouldn't shed tears for this kind of thing.

So I blinked sharply, so that those two tears remained in my eyes, and they did not fall for a long time, and they could not be taken back.

Just wait for the rooster to break the dawn and the sky begins to light up.

The first cold wind of the morning blew away the last trace of open flame in the firewood pile... And the cold wind blew through the red charcoal and on my face.

I never thought that at that moment, I felt the temperature of the cold wind.

I woke up like an electric touch, and I casually wiped away the tears that had been in my eyes for a long time.

But it was the cold wind that blew soot, which made me open half of my eyes, and I always felt that my eyes were mixed with foreign objects.

I tried to rub my eyes constantly, but I could only half-open... And yet, under this half-open eye, I saw it!

I saw that in the dawn, under the alternating sky, a white cat with a figure of Mu Na was walking towards the outside of the Han family's compound.

I was blown away by this picture!

Because that figure is very much like the figure of Mrs. Han... I hurriedly rubbed my eyes vigorously.

But when I opened my eyes again, there was nothing in the dim and sudden darkness.

There is no white cat, and there is no shadow of Mrs. Han.

I even recalled the picture where my eyes were slightly open and hazy... I actually feel that Mrs. Han is a little mechanical Mu Na who walks. Is it the paper doll I burned?

At this moment, I seemed to understand completely!

It turns out that the records in Granny Bai's book notes are really not as simple as they seem, but the truth is indeed diametrically opposed.

This catastrophe is not human at all... It's a cat!

And in the notes, what is not recorded in detail is because of human nature, which cannot be described!

What is missing from the notes is the lack of humanity.

Human nature is complex, far less pure than cats and dogs. I was wondering if it might ......

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