I Can Rewind

Chapter 366

Huaying District is different from the customs of Tianmeng District. There is no funeral parlor here, only a crematorium.

After a person dies, the body is kept at home for two days. Guests and friends come to express their condolences, and then send it to the crematorium, and the cremated ashes are sent home for storage.

of course there are exceptions.

After the death of some dignitaries, some corpses were not sent to be incinerated. Huaying District did not have mandatory regulations. Some even buried their bodies directly in the manor.

This is a way of expressing mourning for a loved one, indicating that even after death, other family members will also live with this person.

But that was before, since the weird outbreak, this kind of behavior is tantamount to death.

It would be best if the corpse didn't turn weird, but if it turned weird, and it was of the brainless and fierce kind, it would be very dangerous to the family, and it might be possible to sing coolly together.

This is already the second day since the body of Wan Cong, Wan Shouguang's son, was kept at home. After today's guests express their condolences, a small farewell ceremony will be held, and Wan Cong's body will be sent to the incineration site.

The transport vehicle of the incineration site had already parked at the intersection of the main street, and the staff in black uniforms were making preparations for the transport beside the vehicle.

Beside the transport vehicle, there was also a spirit remover following the vehicle.

This spirit remover is only a two-star, he knows that the accident happened this time is the son of Wan Shouguang, the production master who is well-known in the entire Huaying district of the spirit remover organization. preparation.

Even though he was mentally prepared, the battle at this moment still shocked the two-star spirit remover.

He knew many colleagues here, but he usually stayed at the cremation site on duty, and rarely met so many people.

He was still greeting these colleagues just now, but soon he returned to the transport vehicle, because not only the four-star spirit eliminators appeared one after another, but also several five-star spirit eliminators who were very famous in his impression were also present.

Not only that, these five-star spirit removers seemed to be very concerned about a young, tall and thin man, chatting with this man intentionally or unintentionally, making others look at him with admiration.

It's just that no one knows who he is, except Wan Shouguang.

It was only after seeing Wan Shouguang that the young, tall and thin man took the initiative to say a few words. Wan Shouguang was depressed, and after replying a few words, he sat there alone mourning.

It was inconvenient for others to bother him all the time, so they just stood nearby.

It can be said that at this moment, this place is probably the safest area in the entire Huaying Metropolis.

There are more ghosts than weirdos by any means.

Soon everyone lined up in several rows and stood on the flat ground outside the villa. The white coffin containing Wan Cong's body was carried out, and the farewell ceremony began.

The whole ceremony didn't take long, about fifteen minutes, and the procedure was over.

Wan Shouguang was already crying bitterly at this moment. Although he didn't howl loudly, he was obviously exhausted because of his grief, so someone had to support him.

His wife Liu Jialan did the same, but she cried even more sadly, to the point of tearing her heart apart.

The scene was mournful.

Not long after, the farewell ceremony was over, and the white coffin was carried to the direction of the incinerator truck that had been waiting by the roadside.

At this moment, Wan Shouguang, who was supported by someone, gradually straightened his body, pushed the people around him away, and waved to a five-star spirit remover named Yang.

The five-star despirit surnamed Yang walked up quickly without saying a word, and stretched out his hand to support Wan Shouguang.

In fact, they are about the same age, but Wan Shouguang is usually kind, and even the five-star exorcist respects him very much.

After the five-star spirit remover helped him, Wan Shouguang leaned into the remover's ear and said in a low voice, "Lao Yang, help me! I don't want my son to be separated from me and Jialan forever, and I don't want to separate my son from now on." Incinerate, this land is mine. You go find someone, after everyone leaves, send back my son's body, and I will bury him here."

The exorcist surnamed Yang was startled, looked at him and said, "There is a rule in the headquarters that exorcists and their relatives must be incinerated after death. You do this... okay?"

"I've already made up my mind. The person I trust the most here is you. Please help me." Wan Shouguang said in an almost pleading tone.

The spirit remover surnamed Yang hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but nodded: "I can help you, but if the body is not incinerated, there is a certain chance that he will turn into a weird one in the current period of alienation of the world. It might be dangerous, and you're not a spirit remover."

"No." Wan Shouguang said: "It's not that coincidental, and I don't want my son to become weird. As long as he can be with us completely, we will be satisfied."

"Hey!" Yang's exorcist sighed, "How about this, after I get the body back for burial, I'll give you a magnetic field to seal, so that Wan Cong can't become weird."

Wan Shouguang held the hands of the man surnamed Yang with both hands, and said gratefully, "Thank you, Lao Yang!"

"You go back to the house to rest first, and I'll take care of the rest." The spirit remover Yang nodded and followed the white coffin that was being carried to the front of the car.

...

After coming out of the bookstore, because Wan Shouguang could not be contacted all the time, Yan Junze was a little absent-minded.

On the way back to the hotel, he took out his cell phone and made another call, but it was still turned off as prompted.

If you can't meet the production master Wan Shouguang in Huaying District this time, for Yan Junze, there is no need for this trip. Well, except for that turquoise that dropped by on the plane.

"What, are you looking for someone?" Di Zhiwen noticed that Yan Junze was absent-minded and was looking at his phone all the time, so he asked.

Yan Junze nodded: "It just so happens that I'm here this time, and I'm going to find an acquaintance, but the other party's phone has been turned off."

Di Zhiwen said: "It's okay, we still have a week here, call a few more times. If it doesn't work, look for other ways to contact us."

After returning to the hotel, Di Zhiwen went to take a shower, while Yan Junze got through to Zhang Xiaomo, asking her to ask the teacher in Huaying District if Wan Shouguang was still in the project and how long it would take to get out.

Zhang Xiaomo replied quickly, and the news he brought surprised him.

"What? Wan Shouguang's son was hit by a car?" Yan Junze asked in surprise.

"Well, he died just the day before the end of his project." Zhang Xiaomo said: "So after Teacher Wan came out, the mobile phone has not been turned on. Maybe the whole person is in great grief and does not want to contact the outside world."

"So that's the case." Yan Junze nodded, "You send me his address, and if I have a chance, I'll visit him for condolences."

At this time, Yan Junze knew that the chances of getting Wan Shouguang to help build the Black Spirit Umbrella were almost zero.

People don't want to contact the outside world anymore. If I ask him for help at this juncture, I will definitely be rejected.

Instead, change your identity, visit, comfort, and then send some gifts over. During this period, if you don't make any requests, you may leave a good impression on Wan Shouguang.

As for building the Black Spirit Umbrella, if it can't be realized in the short term, you can only go to the Huaying District a few more times in the future, and you will have to wait for the light.

This guy is an authority in this area, and he must be taken down, otherwise, if the black spirit umbrella Yan Junze imagined is made by another person, the effect will definitely be greatly reduced, and it is a question of whether it can exert half of its power.

Thinking of this level, he greeted Di Zhiwen at the door of the bathroom, and then ran down the street to buy gifts.

...

Night fell.

The original normal plan was that Wan Cong's body would be incinerated that night after it was sent to the crematorium, and the ashes would be transported back the next day for a good burial.

Because the land around here belonged to Wan Shouguang, he was going to be buried on this land at that time.

There is a raised earth bag nearby, with a small stream on the side and a dense grove on the back. Mr. Feng Shui once saw it and said that it is a treasure land.

Originally, Wan Shouguang planned to bury himself here after his death, but now his son took a step ahead, and good luck tricked others, so this place was vacated for his son.

Yang Yimang, a five-star exorcist, had called Wan Shouguang just now, and the matter at the incineration site had been settled, and another car was found to transport Wan Cong's body, and he was on his way back now.

The burial site here has already been dug, and the tombstone has also been brought over. Wan Shouguang hired eight temporary workers. The burial ceremony was originally planned for tomorrow, but because the body was not cremated, it was eye-catching, so it was changed temporarily. night.

Those who came to attend the funeral ceremony were all the closest people of the Wan family. Apart from a few immediate family members, there was only Yang Yimang, an outsider.

And the temporary workers invited are all foreigners, so they don't care about this kind of thing. These people don't know that doing so violates the rules of the spirit exorcist. They don't even know who Wan Shouguang is, they only know that Huaying District does not have to be cremated to be buried.

As for the burial in the evening, it is indeed a bit strange, but Wan Shouguang paid them very generously, and for the sake of money, no one would care about it any more.

The work in front of the tomb was all ready. Not long after, a black extended van drove in from a distance. After turning in from the avenue, the lights were turned off, but it still drove to the front of the tomb before stopping.

Yang Yimang got down from the passenger seat, Wan Shouguang immediately asked someone to open the door at the back of the car, and several people worked together to lift the white coffin out steadily.

Wan Shouguang and his wife Liu Jialan were so sad that they lay on the coffin and wept. After crying for a while, they were helped up by their relatives. They opened the coffin lid to take a last look at their son, and then the coffin was buried in the ground.

After sprinkling rice, ordering wine, etc., Wan Shouguang staggered over with the support of others, bent down and stretched out his hands, gathered a handful of soil and sprinkled it on the coffin lid.

Yang Yimang also walked over, holding four diamond-shaped black objects in his hand, and inadvertently threw the four black objects near the four corners of the coffin.

Then he walked to Wan Shouguang and stood still, and said to the others: "It's ok, let's cover it."

Soon an arch-shaped bag of earth was erected. After a little construction, everyone packed up their things and gradually dispersed after receiving their rewards.

In Huaying District, as a new tomb, it is not advisable to repair it to the best for the first time, but to repair it every once in a while, carve it carefully, and gradually improve it.

At this time, the relatives of Wan's family also supported Liu Jialan to walk back towards the villa, leaving only Wan Shouguang and Yang Yimang standing in place.

After everyone left, Yang Yimang said: "Although Cong Cong has a certain chance to become weird, it is not absolute. I will seal the magnetic field of this tomb now. In this case, he will become a monster." The odds of being weird are zero. You don't have to worry."

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Lao Yang." Wan Shouguang stared blankly at the grave.

Yang Yimang didn't wear a magnetic knife on his body. As a five-star spirit remover, he no longer used a magnetic knife for assistance. Like Guo Youliang, who was also a five-star spirit remover, this type of person mastered extreme methods.

Pole technique, also known as magnetic pole technique, is the application of some pole techniques by using the body's special manipulation of magnetic force.

The display of this kind of extreme method is unimaginable to ordinary people, just like the magic method of the fairy family.

Yang Yimang walked to the front of the tomb, gently wiped his right hand on his waist, and then stretched his hands in front of his chest. An extremely thin pale white silk thread appeared out of thin air, forming a trapezoidal pattern, and emitted a buzzing sound like an electric current. sound.

Sending his hands forward, the trapezoid floated over the tomb.

Wan Shouguang turned his head and looked around, but found no one around, and those relatives and temporary workers were sure to have left.

The trapezoid enlarged suddenly, encompassing the entire tomb, and then fell down, disappearing into the soil.

However, although invisible to the naked eye, Yang Yimang can still clearly feel that his magnetic force penetrates into the soil and combines with the magnetic spinners placed around the four corners of the coffin just now, forming a stable circle around the coffin. Magnetic repulsion.

Suffice it to say, as long as the magnetic spin holders are not damaged or removed, the area will be very stable and safe.

Moreover, once the repulsive force of the magnetic field forms a fixed area, it is not possible for ordinary people to take away the magnetic spin fixer if they want to. Because the strong magnetic force will attract each other, even if you use a heavy truck to try to separate them, it may not be effective.

"Okay."

After finishing all this, Yang Yimang walked up to Wan Shouguang, stretched out his hand to support him, and said, "Brother, let's go home, you are tired too."

Wan Shouguang didn't say anything, and followed Yang Yimang, turned around and walked towards the villa.

After walking for a certain distance, he couldn't help but look back at his son's tomb again. Tears filled his eyes again, and he wiped them away without saying a word.

The tomb behind him is located in this area alone. Not only the tomb is left here, but also the endless thoughts of Wan Shouguang and his wife Liu Jialan are left behind, and what is taken away is the bone marrow. Pain.

Back home, several relatives had already left first, while the rest of the relatives hugged Liu Jialan up to the second floor, and they might have to relieve her.

Wan Shouguang sat blankly on the sofa in a daze, and one of his nephews immediately poured hot tea for Yang Yimang who came back with him.

Yang Yimang frowned, took a sip of tea, and stared at Wan Shouguang who was silent.

After a while, he broke the silence, chatted with the other party, and then told Wan Shouguang to rest quickly, while Yang Yimang got up and left.

Not long after, the relatives who were comforting Liu Jialan on the second floor also left one after another.

Wan Shouguang sat on the sofa from the beginning to the end and didn't get up. When everyone left, he just sat there and nodded.

After the whole villa became quiet little by little, and no talking or noise could be heard anymore, Wan Shouguang's slack gaze gradually focused.

Standing up, he turned his head to look around, and then he walked to the master bedroom on the second floor.

Upstairs and into the bedroom, Liu Jialan was already asleep in a daze, but there were still tears in the corners of her eyes.

Wan Shouguang stood at the door of the bedroom without closing the door. The light from the courtyard outside the window cast in, stretching the shadow outside his door very long, like a silent ghost.

About five minutes later, Wan Shouguang moved to the side where his wife was lying, and squatted down to look at her with her eyes closed.

It seemed that due to some kind of induction, Liu Jialan was not completely asleep, her eyelids were stretched, and she slowly opened, and then she saw Wan Shouguang squatting in front of her, which made her shiver with fright.

"Shouguang, why don't you rest? What are you doing?"

Wan Shouguang lay on the edge of the bed, approached her, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk, listen to me."

"Say... what?" Liu Jialan raised her head in surprise.

"I have a way to resurrect our son."