Chapter Seventeen: A Maze of Uncertainty

  There is a day called Double Mourning Day, which means repeated mourning. If someone in the family dies on this day, another person in the household will die within a year.

  I remember that the first person to die in our family was an old man, and at that time no one calculated the date of death because there were too many customs and taboos. If you asked two different geomancers for advice, their opinions might be completely different. If you bought a book on funeral taboos and followed all the rules, the body wouldn't even need to be buried - it could just be chopped up and made into dumplings!

  At that time, the village encouraged cremation and would give money for it, so the old man was taken to the crematorium and burned. Since then, many strange things have happened at home, having nightmares, dead livestock, etc., don't even mention it. The children thought it was because the old man lacked money, except for burning paper and worshiping, crying and begging for forgiveness, there was no other way. Until half a year later, the eldest son of this family also died.

  As usual, they were sent to the crematorium. It wasn't until the day of the cremation that this elderly woman carefully discovered that the father and son were actually in the same furnace, with the same cremation master. So someone said it was ominous, definitely the old man wanted to take his son together on the road, and had been waiting here for half a year!

  Later, Mr. was invited to see that someone said it was a heavy mourning day, and the butterfly double flew, but at this time, it didn't make sense anymore. The old man had taken away his son, so he asked the monk to set up a water and land Dharma assembly to super the father and son who died together.

  What Liu Weimin wanted to say was that the day when Wen Jing was taken away was a heavy funeral day, which means that it won't be long before I hang up too. That seal fee is just a catalyst. If I can live for eight months, now there are only three or five months left, and this is also where Liu Weimin couldn't figure out.

  The male ghost is infatuated with Wenjing, so he wants to take her away. This is basically impossible. There are countless girls more beautiful than Wenjing, and there are even more dead souls. If he takes a liking to someone, he'll want to take them away. The number of men who get beaten up will increase tenfold. It's only possible that Wenjing provoked him first, such as kicking over the iron basin used for burning paper money or trampling on his grave. King Yan is easy to provoke, but small ghosts are troublesome. This kind of ghost with no skills is extremely greedy. Because Wenjing made a small mistake, he wants to abduct her by force. There's some possibility in this!

  It's not easy if you take me away too.

  Needless to say, the male ghost has a heavy taste and eats both men and women.

  Liu Weimin told him that even if it were true, the male ghost could only haunt them in their dreams and wouldn't be able to harm them for a year or two. It was impossible for him to take Wenjing away without Huang Jinbai's help. As Liu Weimin knew Huang Jinbai, he wasn't someone who liked to lend a hand, let alone help a ghost. There was only one Wenjing, it couldn't be that he would snatch his daughter and then find another substitute for him.

  In that case, let's go back to the original question. To know the truth, I still have to find Huang Jinbai. However, after Liu Weimin explained the principles of those evil techniques, I felt that he wasn't deceiving me, and I had an idea in mind.

  Liu Weimin handed over the method of dissolving the butterfly double fly to us, then stood up and bid farewell, saying that he still had things to attend to and would contact us again in two days. I asked him to stay a little longer, as there were many more things to ask, such as how to find An Su.

  I recall choking her neck when I lost my mind, and now I feel somewhat guilty and want to apologize.

  Liu Weimin smiled and said, "I've never seen her before, how can I help you find her? However, there's one thing she didn't say wrong...... Never mind, when the water is clear, there are no fish; when the words are plain, they're not interesting. Wang Zhen, my young friend, old man will give you a few sentences, and whatever consequences come out of it, that's your fate."

  After finishing speaking, he waited silently for the elevator until it arrived, then threw out a sentence and ran off.

  "Though we are apart, you and I have an appointment for a hundred years. If one of us dies at the age of ninety-seven, wait for three years on Naihe Bridge. Fate is fate, thank the bridge above for memories of the past, thinking that good times will return again, separated by a hundred layers of mountains."

  A few sentences that made no sense to me left Yú Wù and I speechless, staring at each other. As science students, any classical Chinese poem with rhymes is like a heavenly book to us.

  Finally, I couldn't help but think about what You Wu had said that was somewhat correct. I thought for a long time and still didn't get it, so I gave up and asked You Wu, "What's going on? Why did the master hit him until he looked like a pig head?"

  That night, after being driven away by me, he sat in the flower pool of the community to smoke, but still felt uneasy, so he called his beautiful sister for help. On the phone, the beautiful sister said she was busy with something important, and You Wushi scolded her, saying that I had a deep affection for you, now my brother is about to hang up, you can handle it yourself.

  After a moment of silence, the beautiful sister asked You Wu what she needed her to do?

  Don't let her bring the master's wife, go straight to the big bridge to find a man named Wang Zhen. The beautiful sister didn't make a sound, and Yu Wu coaxed her for several times before she whispered: "Is it related to Wen Jing?"

  Once acknowledged, it means that Youmo's approach to the beautiful sister was intentional. Youmo had no choice but to pretend not to know and spoke a few nonsense words. The beautiful sister hung up and didn't respond.

  Just as Yu Wu was pondering, the beauty had either become angry or quietly left for the bridge when a gentle breeze swept across his face, mixed with fists like sudden rain, and beat him to death on the spot. He couldn't see who was hitting him, nor could he even cry out in pain, and that's how he lost that molar!

  As Yu Wu still had a thread of consciousness, he heard a woman say: "What do you want to do?"

  Then my head shook, and I fainted. When I came to, I was already at home. Liu Weimin was there too. He said that the person who beat up You Wu was Shi Po, and he also asked him to pass on a message: this lifetime doesn't want to see You Wu again.

  When saying this, I especially didn't want to look disappointed, so I comforted him by saying that women are all a bit particular, and it's fine as long as you take the time to coax them.

  Yu Mo frowned and said, "The master has already left."

  He had actually made a guess earlier, that the female teacher and the beautiful sister were the same person. Because that night when we went to copy homework, Yu Mo said he was worried I would find his sister's underwear, but in fact he went to the inner room to look for underwear, wanting to know the size of the beautiful sister. And what he found was that all the underwear were the same size, and the style was quite trendy.

  The shifu was almost fifty, the beautiful sister was twenty-nine, these two people's underwear shouldn't be the same. Moreover, on that night, the beautiful sister took grandma out and came back with shifu and grandma. Also, when Liu Weimin retold it, his tone was almost certain that they were the same person. So the next afternoon, You Wu went to apologize to Shifu.

  The house of Shi Po's family was empty, and it was unexpected that Liu Wei Min was rummaging through her house at the time. He asked Liu Wei Min why he was here and where Shi Po had gone.

  Liu Weimin said, Shipo was heartbroken and went far away.

  The teacher's home was littered with underwear and personal items, which Liu Weimin had rummaged through. This meant that the heartbroken teacher had not even taken her undergarments, which didn't make sense if she had only gone out temporarily to clear her mind. It was also unlikely that Liu Weimin would have rummaged through her belongings if she had just stepped out for a bit. Therefore, Yu Mo believed that the teacher must have encountered danger and had hidden away without even having time to return home.

  He asked Liu to save the people, but Liu just laughed loudly and said with a smile that Yu Wu didn't have to worry, Shi Po was safe, it's just that they had some private matters between them, so they couldn't tell Yu Wu.

  Liu Weimin should know a lot but doesn't want to tell us, the only thing he said is also hard to believe, and I don't even know that Huang Jinbai, why does he want to harm me and Wenjing?

  But then again, I don't know Liu Weimin either, and he has no reason to cheat me!

  My body is only worth two kidneys and corneas, but if he's after money, kidnapping me would be the best way.

  Discussing with Yu Wu, he and I think similarly. If Liu Wei Min didn't cheat me, then someone wants to kill me; if he cheated, then it's him who wants to kill me. Either way, it's death. Might as well believe him, treating a dead horse as if it were alive.

  After a brief silence, I smiled wryly and said: "Dude, if you didn't say anything, I would have just accepted it, but hearing this from your mouth, I'm really a bit embarrassed!"

  You Mu's face turned pale, muttering to herself as she picked up the wall corner's Yuanbao incense sticks that were bought on Wén Miào Street that day. I wanted to throw them away, but You Mu thought it was a waste and said who knows when they might come in handy for me someday. You Mu is absolutely a crow's egg!

  Liu Weimin told me to go to the bridge after dark and burn paper money for him.

  It was still a while before dark, and Yu didn't even take a short nap. After waking up, she wasn't at peace with Wen Jing being alone at home, so she carried her to the bridgehead.

  Liu Weimin said that if a person becomes a ghost, all the emotions from their lifetime become entanglements. The loved and hated ones want to take everything with them. Dying on a day of heavy mourning is just an opportunity for the deceased to take things away. In other words, being killed by someone in the future is actually being tied down by emotional bondage.

  So I'll burn paper for myself, and mutter to myself, "Wang Zhen, you died a terrible death" and so on. Wen Jing hasn't passed the seventh day of mourning yet, but her soul was snatched away by someone else. Now she's a living spirit, not a dead ghost. At this time, Wen Jing still doesn't want me to die. We have a butterfly double flying together, she can feel that someone is burning paper for me, and in her heart, there's strong resistance. Both living spirits and dead ghosts have great attachments. Once they have a wish, it's hard to let go of it, and in the future, she won't harm me.

  Similarly, Wen Jing should also burn paper for Liu Wei Min's rescue of her body from the river. Huang Jin Bai must have known about this and either accused Wen Jing of being a ghost or sent her directly to hell. If so, she would really be dead. Not to mention whether I would accompany her in death, it is always right to send her off properly and not let her go alone.

  When I reached the bridgehead, I ignited paper money and golden ingots, occasionally splashing some white wine, muttering to myself in front of the fire heap. My heart felt empty and had nothing to rely on. He didn't know that I was uncomfortable inside, so he didn't say much. Moreover, his quiet body kept fidgeting, and he didn't have time to take care of me.

  Making a cat stand like a human being is such an inhumane thing that no cat would agree to.

  When it was almost half-cooked, You Wu suddenly let out a cry of surprise, stomped her foot and exclaimed: "So many big earthworms! Oh my god, I'm going to be sick!"

  I turned my head to look, and at Yu Wu's feet were a dozen or so earthworms of varying lengths, all thick and plump, leaving wet marks on the cement road as they crawled towards me. I also found this disgusting, and hastily retreated a few steps, watching with wide eyes as the earthworms crawled into the flames that were still burning.

  The teacher said that when disasters such as earthquakes come, animals and insects will have unusual movements. What kind of disaster would make earthworms collectively commit suicide?