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When she saw that old man Zhu was really motionless, Zhu Weiqi threw herself on her grandfather and hugged her body tightly, which was motionless and soaked with sweat and tears. He couldn't cry, so he just pressed his cheek against Old Man Zhu's chest and shouted frantically, "Master!"

His shout alarmed many people. The people who lived here were all the former neighbors of the Zhu family. They crowded at the door of the Zhu family and kept sighing.

He enthusiastically helped carry Old Zhu into the house, but also told Zhu Weiqi to call his parents quickly.

It's hot in this season, so we need to arrange funeral arrangements as soon as possible.

The discerning person has already found the shroud prepared by the Zhu family, but he cannot help put it on, it is a matter for the children.

Zhu Weiqi wiped her nose and looked at Li He, but hesitated to speak.

Li He said, "Follow me. I have a mobile phone in the car. Call your parents."

When he reached the parking place, he leaned over and took out the phone from the car seat.

When he turned around and was about to hand the phone to Zhu Weiqi, he saw Zhu Weiqi struggling to carry the wooden box.

Li He said, "That was given to you by your father, you can keep it for yourself."

Zhu Weiqi sobbed and shook her head, "I know I'm incompetent, but I'm not stupid, and I know how much I weigh. Since I told you to give it to you, you should keep it."

He still insisted on putting the box in the trunk of Li He's car.

Li He said, "Your father gave me a few things, and you saw it with your own eyes. If one day you regret it and want to go back, you can come to me."

He thought about whether he could keep it out of his hands or not, and besides, it was originally belonging to the Zhu family.

Zhu Weiqi shook her head and said, "Brother Li, just do as my father says. I believe in you and I believe in me."

"Then you call your parents." Li He gave him the phone. Unexpectedly, the second-rate man had become smarter.

"Grandpa, he has -" Zhu Weiqi called her parents, but the word 'death' was stuck in her throat and she couldn't say it.

But the other end of the phone seemed to have expected it. There was silence for a while and then hung up the phone.

The Zhu family is a big family, and after a while, more than a dozen cars passed by on the small road. The women started crying before they even entered.

It seems really sad.

Zhu Weiqi couldn't squeeze into the house, so she could only hide on the doorpost, twitching constantly.

Li He walked around the door several times and looked out the window. Everyone was bathing and changing clothes for the old man. There was a rush and there was crying from time to time.

He went over and patted Zhu Weiqi on the shoulder and took out several thousand dollars from his pocket. "I will use this money first. I will leave first. Take care of yourself."

There is no use for him to stay here now. He only needs to come here during the funeral. He also wants to inform Monk Xia Pu and others.

"Thank you." Zhu Weiqi did not refuse, he just regarded it as a deal.

Li He drove to the Beiji Temple. There were not many people in the temple. He went to the backyard of the temple as he knew the way.

Five or six monks were enjoying the shade in the backyard, and a group of them were playing cards.

A monk in his forties was sitting in front of the door, picking and smelling his feet, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Is Master Pu here?"

"Is something wrong?" The monk was wary of Li He. There were many people coming to see Monk Pu, and he couldn't lead everyone there.

Li He smiled and said, "Just tell Master Pu that my surname is Li and that I live on Sanmiao Street."

The monk was hesitant, but went to pass on the message anyway.

After a while, he came back and said, "Follow me."

He led Li He through several corridors, passed a door, and stopped in a courtyard. It is a very wide yard, built with bricks and stones. It seems that the house has been renovated recently, and the white stubble is still exposed on the wood.

There is a big locust tree planted in the middle of the yard, and a big chun tree planted on one side, both as high as the eaves. Under the shadow of the tree is a large stone table, surrounded by stone benches.

Monk Pu was wearing a short monk's robe, exposing his yellow belly. Below is a pair of monk's shoes on his bare feet. He spent the whole day walking around here and there without any clothes on, trying to stretch out his body.

"Ah, you are back, and I still want to visit your place."

He quickly went to tell the monk to pour tea.

"I've been back for a while, and I haven't had time to see you."

Monk Pu pointed to the stone bench and said, "Sit there."

"How are you feeling?" After Li He sat down, he lit a cigarette.

But Monk Pu picked up the cigarette case and lit one himself.

"It's okay, I won't die for the time being."

"Don't you call it Nirvana or Nirvana?"

Monk Pu smiled and said, "Taoism talks about life, Buddhism talks about death. If you want to live, live, if you want to die, die. Die with ease, without losing your mind, and without falling into life and death. There is not so much nonsense."

"Comrade Li, you have tea." The monk who led Li He in put a cup of tea in front of Li He.

"Thank you." Li He didn't touch the bowl of tea. He remembered that the monk had just picked his feet, but he didn't know whether he had washed his hands or not.

Even after washing his hands, he would not drink.

Monk Pu smiled and said, "What's wrong with you?"

He knew that Li He would not come if nothing happened.

"Master Zhu has gone."

"Amitabha." Monk Pu closed his eyes and twirled the beads in his hand, "All things are impermanent, and everything that comes into being will surely perish."

Great sadness has no tears, great enlightenment has no words, and laughter has no sound.

Li He didn't say anything and waited quietly for a while. Looking at Monk Bo like this, he felt a bit solemn. Monk Pu always drank wine and ate meat.

After a while, Monk Pu asked, "When did it happen?"

"An hour ago."

"Did you give that box?" Monk Pu continued to ask.

Li He nodded, "Give me two porcelain jars, a jade bi, and three books."

Since even Shoushan knew about it, Monk Pu certainly couldn't hide it.

Monk Pu nodded repeatedly, "That's good, that's good."

"It looks like very ordinary things to me. Do you have anything to say?" Li He looked at those things carefully in the car and found them to be ordinary and unremarkable, so coming to Monk Pu to report the funeral was on the one hand, and on the other hand It is to clear up confusion.

The key point is that Old Man Zhu went too suddenly.

Monk Pu said, "I can't even find a few pieces of Liangzhu jade in the Forbidden City. Even if Pu Yi wants to see it, he still has to buy a ticket."

Li He was amused by these words, "What is the origin of this jade?"

"This is sapphire, and the quality of jade is naturally rare. This is also a jade from the Warring States Period, and it is considered a cultural relic. Of course, it's just these, but it doesn't matter, just because it involves a lot of human lives."

Li He frowned, "Please tell me in detail."

What he dislikes most is trouble, let alone human life.

Monk Pu took a sip of tea and said, "It is said that the contents in the box were blown out of the tomb by the Japanese."

"Is it related to the Japanese people?" Li He was not surprised that many of his collections came from the cemetery. He was just curious about why they were related to the Japanese people.