what the hell is

After our continuous questioning, Brother Peng said: "Actually, I don't know who this person is?"

Li Damin and I looked at each other, expressing disbelief.

Brother Peng said helplessly: "When I woke up that day, it was like a big dream. What I experienced was as far away as a dream, but also as real as it happened. I woke up and made my family very happy. Needless to say, how to celebrate, I went to the hospital for a follow-up examination, and I still had a heart attack, but it has been relieved to a large extent. At this time, someone told me, you know how you took this life, right? The nobles help..."

Everyone chatted and said that when Brother Peng was pushed into the emergency room, no one noticed that there was an outsider sitting in the corridor.This person is really inconspicuous, dressed in ordinary clothes, it is said that he also wears a hat, and looks like an honest manual worker.

Relatives and friends are waiting anxiously, and no one has the heart to pay attention to such a person.

Brother Peng was pushed out of the emergency room, and when sister-in-law Peng fainted from fright, the man stood up and walked to Peng's body to look at it and said that this person could still be saved.

Because Brother Peng's death came so suddenly, everyone was crushed by this tragedy, and someone suddenly said that, and he was immediately regarded as a savior.

Of course, things are not that simple, the doctor's contempt, family members' doubts, etc., these will not be detailed one by one.The man only said that it doesn't take so much trouble to save the dead, just let him go to the crematorium with the corpse truck. If the dead hasn't woken up at the icehouse, it's fate and no one can save him.

Of course, in today's society, if you help, you will definitely talk about the price. That person actually opened his mouth like a lion, asking for three-tenths of Brother Peng's company's shares.

I didn't react when I heard this, but Li Damin thought of something and asked, "Brother Peng, did that person know you before?"

Brother Peng shook his head: "We've never met before."

"Then how does he know that you are the owner of the company and you want company shares?"

Brother Peng said, "Don't worry, wait until I finish."

At that time, Brother Peng's son was also impatient, and said that as long as my father was saved, let alone three tenths, I would give you half of it.The man said you said this, don't regret it!Then they got into the body truck and headed to the crematorium together.

The man put forward a strange condition at that time, that he and the corpse must be left alone in the rear compartment, and no one else was allowed to be there.Let me explain here, in our place, every hospital will have a one-stop funeral clerk who will stay on site to see if an elderly person is dying, and then give a business card to the relative, promising to take care of the funeral and send the old man on the road safely. .

And the funeral service provider has business connections with the crematorium, so this corpse truck is connected with the crematorium through the funeral service provider.Don't look at it as a broken bread, this car is not eligible for anyone to sit in it.First of all, there must be a driver of the crematorium, and there must be an accompanying funeral business staff. The last quota is for the accompanying family members, and only one person can be admitted.

The driver drove in front, while family members and salesmen accompanied the coffin in the rear compartment, and sent the corpse to the crematorium for refrigeration all the way, which was considered the last stop of the escort.

The man proposed that he and the corpse could only be in the trunk, which was a bit against the rules.Before the salesman raised an objection, Brother Peng's son quit.Although the young man is only in his junior year, he has a strong backbone and is neither humble nor overbearing in his actions.He said that it is absolutely impossible for me to put my dad's body with a stranger. To put it bluntly, what if you poke around and destroy my dad's body?You can do whatever you want, but I have to be there to supervise.

The man looked at Brother Peng's son and said, okay, young man, don't regret it.

No regrets, that was my dad.said the son.

Speaking of this, Brother Peng's face was filled with happiness.He knocked on the soot: "I am content with having such a son in my life. This kid usually looks frizzy and looks like a child. He can really lift the lid of the pot at critical times."

Since the family members have no objections, the funeral clerk and the driver of the crematorium are also happy to sit in the front driver and the co-pilot.In the back compartment was Brother Peng's body, and that man was carrying his son.

One more point, when a funeral dragon collects the corpses of the dead, it uses coffins.I've seen that kind of coffin before, but it's not a big red-painted coffin in rural areas or novels.It was a narrow and exquisite coffin covered with yellow satin.

The gossip is painted in a very gloomy dark tone on the yellow satin, and there are patterns of becoming immortals.Wrapped outside the coffin, it was extremely eerie and eerie.

There is also a story about putting the corpse into the coffin. The body is scrubbed, the seven orifices are blocked with cotton, and then wrapped in yellow silk cloth. Two big men lift their heads and feet one by one and put them into the coffin.Before the cover is closed, the family members of the deceased have to elect a representative to shout: "XX, you have a good journey!"

But at that time, the person made a request that brother Peng's body could not be put into the coffin, but just put it on a stretcher and carried it into the rear compartment.Relatives and friends talked a lot, and some people advised Mrs. Peng and her son, you can't let such a person of unknown origin mess around.Lao Peng died suddenly, and he couldn't make any more fuss when he died.Sister Peng may not be considered a teacher, but she is a girl after all, so she has no idea.The son is really good, withstood the huge pressure of public opinion, fully cooperated with that person, and he did what he said.If my dad doesn't survive then, we'll settle the score.

Brother Peng's body was completely naked, covered only by a white sheet, and was carried into the carriage on a stretcher.The man and his son also went in together.

The corpse truck started and roared along the city highway to the crematorium in the suburbs.

Other relatives and friends either took private cars or took taxis, and followed them all the way.

Li Damin was furious when he heard this: "Brother Peng, what did that man do to you in the back compartment?"

Brother Peng took a deep breath: "I asked my son this question many times, but he never said it. Since I rescued him, he is in a bad mood, his face is very gloomy, and he hardly smiles. He often locks himself in the house If I don’t come out, I’m really afraid that he’ll be autistic.”

I blinked: "Isn't he the one who gave you his life?"

Li Damin glared at me: "Don't fucking talk nonsense."

Big brother Peng was stunned: "What is the life? What do you mean?"

I scratched my head, ignored Li Damin's eyes and said, "Your life is over, but in order to keep you alive, there is an expert way to borrow your son's Yangshouxuan and give it to you..."

Brother Peng looked at me, and suddenly burst into laughter, tears streaming down his face: "Xiao Liu, I've convinced you, you can think of such nonsense."

I was a little anxious: "This is not nonsense. You know that there was a weird murder case in xx, which shocked the whole country. There was a country boy who was killed and hanged from the roof beams with a weight around his neck..."

"Don't talk, shut up!" Li Damin frowned: "There is nothing else, just talking nonsense."

I wanted to say something else, Brother Peng waved his hand: "Maybe there is a life-extending magic, but my situation is not like this. After I kept asking, my son finally told what happened that day."

In the rear compartment of the corpse truck, there was only a small wattage light bulb hanging on the roof, which was dimly lit.The body was placed in the middle of the open space, and the man and his son sat on both sides.For some unknown reason, the cramped space was very gloomy and cold, with a gloomy air. The son didn't know whether it was nervousness or fear, but he shivered from the cold, and his lips turned white when he hugged his shoulders.

The man asked his son, "What's your father's name?"

"Peng Liang."

"Okay, you listen to me. Now you grab your father's hand."

The corpse was lying on the stretcher, the white sheet was not tightly covered, and a pale hand fell outside.The son looked at the hand and hesitated in his heart. Although he knew it was his father's hand, it was from a dead person after all.Ordinary people's fear of dead bodies is rooted in their consciousness, and it won't go away for a while.

The man looked at him with piercing eyes: "If you don't dare to shake it, then please get out of the car."

The son gritted his teeth: "Hold it." He squatted on the ground and held his father's hand.The dead man's hand was cold to the touch and very stiff. Even though he had died not long ago, it still felt like a lump of ice when he held it.

The man stood up and took out a black plastic bag from his inner pocket. He turned his back to his son, and because of the dim light, he didn't know what was in the bag.After a while of movement, the man took out three long incense sticks from the bag.

The incense is different from the incense seen in the world, although it is only as long as an adult's palm, it looks thick and strong.The whole body is crimson red, and there seems to be some curved pattern painted on it.

He put three sticks of incense on a delicate small incense burner, then took out a cigarette and lit it without any haste.The cigarette butt flickered, and he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke ring, pinched the end of the cigarette, put the cigarette butt on the incense stick and lit it.

The incense burns, and slowly exudes a fine and delicate fragrance, which smells a bit like the smell of burning pig's head.

The man looked at his watch and said to himself: "There is still some time." Then he sat on the bench and closed his eyes to meditate.

The son was anxious: "Can you save my dad? Why are you still asleep?"

"There is no way to save him now, his soul has not yet arrived..." The latter word was spoken quickly and vaguely. The son didn't hear it clearly, but felt that the pronunciation of the word was strange, and it didn't sound like Chinese.

After a while, the man opened his eyes and looked at his watch: "It's almost there."

He took a deep breath of the cigarette, puffed his cheeks and came to the corpse, and lifted the white sheet above, revealing Brother Peng's pale and lifeless face.

The son couldn't bear to look at it any longer, and turned his face away, tears rolling in the circles of his eyes.

The man bent down, facing the corpse, and slowly opened his mouth.He made a blowing mouth shape, and slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke from his narrow lips. The puff of smoke covered Big Brother Peng's face like cream, and penetrated along his nasal cavity.

"What are you doing?" The son was shocked.

The man ignored him and was still vomiting slowly.