My Weird Life

   Chapter 491 Mr. Watch (12)

   crackling—

  The smoke from the firecrackers gradually dissipated in the night.

   But the smell of gunpowder has not gone away.

  The door of Jiang Yingying's house opened, Su Wu stood at the door of Mr. Jiang's bedroom, and said to Jiang Yingying who was sobbing: "Yingying, you and Yun Nishang should go outside the house temporarily.

  I'll change the old man's clothes. "

   "I, I'll change it, I'll change it for Grandpa..." Jiang Yingying started crying and continued, her eyes were red and swollen.

   She insisted on staying here.

   But Su Wu always felt that the death of Mr. Jiang was a bit strange.

  I want to walk around his body with fire alone to see if there is any change in his body,

  If Jiang Yingying stayed here, it would be inconvenient for him to take action.

  Su Wu turned to look at Yun Nishang.

   Yun Nishang immediately understood, and helped Jiang Yingying, who was kneeling at the head of the bed crying and unwilling to get up, comforted her with a warm voice, took her out of the bedroom, and closed the door.

   Looking at the bed's face gradually turning blue, the closed eyelids opened again as they swayed, revealing a pair of blue-black eyes of the old man, Su Wu put his fingers into palms, wiped the old man's face, and the old man's eyes slowly closed.

   A ray of fire sprang from his fingertips,

   poured into the old man's nostrils.

   circulated around the old man's body in an instant.

  No abnormalities were found.

  —The old man died of multiple organ failure.

   This is a common disease of many elderly people who are dying.

   Apart from that, there is no other strange place.

   He took back the ray of fire and asked Jiang Yingying, who was sobbing outside the door, "Yingying, what do you want to change for grandpa?"

   "There are new clothes I bought for grandpa in the closet,

on the left…"

   Jiang Yingying cried.

   Her voice was even more sad when she mentioned the new clothes that Grandpa had not yet had time to wear.

  Su Wu was also silent for a moment, then opened the wardrobe on the left, and sure enough, he saw a large black woolen trench coat covered with plastic film, inside which was a whole set of woolen sweaters and trousers.

   He took out the clothes and changed them one by one.

   Open the bedroom door,

   Outside the door, Jiang Yingying and Yun Nishang brought a bench and lay it parallel in the living room.

   Afterwards, Jiang Yingying laboriously removed the wooden door panel of the warehouse door and placed it in the living room.

  Su Wu saw this, so he carried the old man's body out and put it on the door.

   head inwards, feet outwards.

  Yingying cried for a while,

   While crying, he covered grandpa with a quilt,

   set up an offering table at the door and placed incense candles.

  The smell of burning incense candles seeps into the dark night, giving people the illusion that the passage between the world and the underworld is opened in a trance.

   Outside the yard, a few barks of dogs could be heard in the distance.

  The barking of the domestic dog is getting louder and louder.

   From far to near.

  The bright white lamppost came through from a distance, and the beam of light hit the stainless steel fence gate, reflecting the cold light.

   An 'Old Man Le' drove to the door of Jiang Yingying's house, and the old man driving the car turned the steering wheel and turned into the yard of Jiang's house.

   Park the car,

  The old man got out of the car in a hurry,

He glanced at the offering table and the incense candles in the living room. His wrinkled face showed no expression. He opened the back seat of the old man, and from it he brought out a envelope of paper money in a red plastic bag and a black plastic bag. A set of shrouds.

   He strode up the steps,

   Only then did Su Wu realize that the old man's shoulders trembled slightly.

  The old man approached the corpse of the old man on the window panel, and looked at the old man Jiang's face carefully, his eyes suddenly turned red, he looked at it for a long time, and a vague sigh came out of his throat: "Hey..."

   This sigh has a feeling of suppressing emotions and unable to stop them.

   He took out a piece of yellow watch paper from the black plastic bag, and dipped some cold water on the paper, so that the yellow paper could stick to the corpse of the old man, covering the old man's face.

After   , he walked into the old man's bedroom,

   found a few tattered clothes, put them on the ground, and said to Jiang Yingying who was kneeling on the cold tiles: "Granddaughter, it's cold on the floor, change your position."

   Jiang Yingying raised her eyes to look at the old man whose face was six or seven points similar to her grandfather. Tears poured out all of a sudden: "Second grandfather..."

   "The granddaughter suffers,

  My brother suffers too. "

   The old man shook his head, helped Jiang Yingying to change positions, and said to Jiang Yingying, "Have you seen it, Mr. Guan Shi?"

   Jiang Yingying shook her head blankly.

   "Have to see, have to see."

  The old man muttered, put the shroud on the door panel, then took out an old man machine, pressed a few buttons, and dialed the phone.

   He turned on the speakerphone directly,

  The sound of 'beep-beep-' came from the old man machine,

After    three times,

  Some sharp male voice came from the phone speaker, especially in the dark: "Hello?"

   "Master Yang, come and show my brother!" the old man shouted into the phone.

   "Who are you?" asked the sharp male voice over the phone.

   "People who live in the fifteenth group of Yutian Village,

   Jiang Shixin's family! "

   "Okay! Come now!"

   The phone was hung up over there. The old man put away his mobile phone, opened the plastic packaging outside the shroud, and put the black bottom and yellow piping shroud on Mr. Jiang.

  Su Wu assisted the old man,

   before putting on the shroud.

  The shroud is changed,

   Tore off the quilt and changed the life quilt.

  The old man went to the firewood house to cook the meat, freeze the steamed buns, and make cold noodles in the refrigerator.

  Chopsticks were inserted into the bowl containing the three offerings,

   is placed on the offering table.

   "Burn the paper." The old man said to Jiang Yingying.

   handed her a envelope of paper money.

  The paper money was thrown into the brazier, and it was quickly swallowed into ashes by the flames.

   There was a screeching sound of motorcycles outside the door.

The motorcycle stopped outside the door, and a middle-aged man flashed into the courtyard door. He grabbed a handful of incense from the black bag he was carrying, lit it with a lighter, and inserted it beside the pillar on the left side of the courtyard door, chanting words in his mouth. for a while,

After   , he walked into the main room.

  The skinny man in a leather coat, black trousers, and slippers entered the door and glanced at Jiang Yingying, who was kneeling on the ground.

   Then he nodded slightly to the old man who called him: "Second Uncle Jiang!"

   then walked to the door panel,

   lifted the face covering the face of Mr. Jiang,

   looked at it carefully for a while.

   When he looked at the face of the deceased, Su Wu was also watching him.

From him, Su Wu didn't notice the slightest rhythm. This is an ordinary person, and this person has a faint attachment to the consciousness of the dead, just like a person who works in a flour mill, his clothes are always stained with white flour ash. ,

   The faint consciousness of the dead is attached to him,

   Sometimes a layer is blown away by the wind,

   Sometimes a layer is washed away by the rain,

   But there are always people who keep dying, and the consciousness of the dead is always attached to him,

  In the end, the scattered consciousness of the dead formed a 'shell' on him.

   What is the use of this layer of 'shell'?

   Even Su Wu didn't notice anything unusual about Mr. Jiang's death, but the middle-aged man looked at it for a while, but his expression became serious.

   But this leather coat was put on his body in a hurry,

   Cigarettes are not in pockets.

   Fortunately, the second grandpa Jiang next to him saw the intention of the middle-aged man 'Master Yang', took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to 'Master Yang'.

   Master Yang thanked him, lit a cigarette and smoked halfway.

   turned his head to look at Jiang Yingying, and said with a tangled expression: "How old is Third Uncle Jiang this year? Yingying."

   "Seventy... seventy-three..." Jiang Yingying whispered.

   "It's all seventy-three.

  The age has come..." 'Master Yang' slammed the cigarette holder again, smoking the remaining half, and a long plume of smoke spewed from his nostrils, "Yingying, just let Grandpa go, okay? He's easy too, so are you..."

  Su Wu stared at 'Master Yang'.

   Jiang Erye stared at the middle-aged man,

   Even Jiang Yingying looked at the middle-aged man with blank and hopeful eyes: "Can my grandfather be saved?"

"already dead,

How can    be saved? Even the big hospital can't save it, so how can I save it. 'Master Yang' shook his head again and again, seeing Second Master Jiang still glaring at him, he had to smile bitterly, "I mean, is it possible to save Third Master Jiang back?

   But I can keep him for a while and let him have a few more words with you..."

  Dead people, can they be saved, and how many last words can they leave behind? !

  There are many mysterious and strange methods in folklore. Even though Su Wu has mastered two fierce and strange methods and mastered the supreme method "Buddha's Mahamudra" inherited by monks in the secret region, he would not dare to say that he can understand everything!

   At the moment, he didn't even see the abnormality of Mr. Jiang,

   Master Yang, who has not been able to control the sternness, can see it!

   can only say three hundred and sixty lines, every line is like a mountain!

   Of course, this Master Yang really has some skills in his hands at the moment, or he is just playing tricks, it is not certain for the time being.

   "You can do this thing,

   Even if it makes my brother live half an hour longer, that's fine! "Jiang Erye immediately made the decision.

  Jiang Yingying also nodded vigorously, with hope in her eyes.

'Master Yang' now scratched his head vigorously: "I can't do this, I have to invite Shendian to come, Shendian has to do it - this is also very dangerous and troublesome, forget it, let Shendian tell you when the time comes. !

  Are you sure you want to invite God? "

   Jiang Erye looked at Jiang Yingying,

  Jiang Yingying nodded vigorously: "Master Yang, please help me!"

"no big deal."

'Master Yang' shook his head, took out his smartphone, took off the holster, dialed a phone call, and said a few words to the other side. There was an old man next to him who was 'old' very strange. He couldn't make up his mind, so he invited the other party.

   The 'Shendian' on the phone also readily agreed.

After    hung up the phone, 'Master Yang' said to Jiang Yingying, "He will come in half an hour, I will leave first."

   "How much is it?" asked Erye Jiang next to him.

   "No need to give it! I didn't do anything." 'Master Yang' said a few words, walked down the steps, got on a motorcycle outside the door, and drove off.

   simply and neatly,

   Even Su Wu wanted to ask him something, but he didn't have time.

   "Master Yang is still pretty good." Erye Jiang commented on the talented middle-aged man as he listened to the sound of motorcycles passing by outside the door.

  The night outside the door is covered,

   A bit of chill poured into the living room.

  Jiang Yingying knew that her grandfather still had hope of 'surviving', and stopped crying for a while.

   Yun Nishang went to boil tea and handed a cup to Su Wu, Jiang Erye, and Jiang Yingying.

   (end of this chapter)