Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

Chapter 250 Manager Niu's Reminder

I was about to open the yellowed letter paper, when suddenly a hand patted me on the back, which scared me.

Looking back suddenly, it was Manager Niu of Baishidian who took the picture of me.

"Your mother! It's scary! Can't say hello!"

Manager Niu was wearing a padded jacket and a padded hat, with a leather bag on his waist. He smiled and said, "I see you're sneaky. What are you doing? Are there any good things that are kept secret?"

"Nothing at all."

I put the letter paper directly in my pocket.

He didn't pay attention to my small movements, and said: "What a coincidence, I met you when I said I was going to the toilet, and the wreath came, where should I unload it."

"Unload the mourning hall in Building 3, and I'll take you there."

I put away the tin box and walked out of the toilet quickly.

When I got downstairs, I saw his tricycle. The wreath was pulled by a motorcycle tricycle. However, besides the wreath, there were two paper figures in the back of the car. These two paper figures were a man and a woman. One size larger than the usual paper figurine, the paper figurine wore a black paper round cap on its head, its face and lips were painted red, and it was lying on the back of a tricycle.

"Did this for me? I didn't want a paper figurine."

Manager Niu smiled and said: "Who in Qindu District doesn't know Mr. Bai Tingli in the auditorium, my grandma went to the auditorium to escape the disaster when there was a flood. This couple doesn't need money, so I should give it to my grandma." With some kindness, let the golden boy and jade girl go down and serve Mr. Bai well."

I thought to myself, why did you come out with a grandma, but I didn't reach out to slap the smiling face, and I couldn't say anything if he wanted to mourn the old man, so I took him and rode the bike to the mourning hall built on the 5th floor.

In the two days since he was sober, old man Bai explained that he would keep the funeral simple after his death, that he would not hold banquets or find singing classes, but only his immediate family members to mourn in the mourning hall. I did it.

The only thing that baffled the young Baixiong Qiong was why her grandfather insisted on being buried in the wasteland of the No. [-] National Cotton Factory?Not only her own granddaughter didn't understand, but some neighbors of the Bai family also didn't understand. The neighbors thought that Mr. Bai would be buried in Fushouyuan Park in the western suburbs, and everyone in Xianyang knew that it was a treasured place of geomantic omen.

I am not a relative of the Bai family, but I was the first to send the wreath because I prepared it in advance.

Because old man Bai suddenly asked for a burial, Father Bai bought a coffin and is on his way back. After buying the coffin, he will go to the hospital to put the person inside. I heard that he may have to wear a shroud when he comes back.

There are fruit plate candles on the altar table in the mourning hall, and a black and white photo of Bai Tingli in the middle.

In the photo, the old man combed his hair meticulously and had a calm face.

Manager Niu of the Baishidian moved in the wreath and put the golden boy and jade girl aside. Then he suddenly knelt down in front of the photo of the old man, and said loudly:

"Dian!"

"Alas! It hurts!"

"What a pity! What a pity!"

"It's cold in the west during the first month of the lunar year. Mr. Bai rode a crane to the west today. He went to Yinyang Molu and couldn't go home. Today, the boy will offer five small dishes. Mr. Bai will eat to warm his body on the way."

"Offer a plate of chestnut chicken, and the days in heaven will be auspicious."

"Second offer a plate of braised pork, so you won't cry when it's booming."

"Three offerings and a plate of camphor tea duck, you can spend the banknotes as you like."

"Four offerings and one plate of grilled hairtail, if you have more fish, you will be rich."

"Five offer a plate of big red dates, so that you can eat all you want at once."

Every time Manager Niu said a sentence, he would face the altar and carefully grab a handful from the air, as if he was holding a plate that I couldn't see.

After doing this, he got up and bent down to pat his knees.

At this time, Baiyanqiong looked at him suspiciously and asked, "What do you do?"

"I?"

"I sent the wreaths. Mr. Bai is famous in our Qindu district. I couldn't help but read a eulogy just now, hehe..."

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, I pushed him out of the mourning hall.

"Hey, I said you're just talking nonsense, you didn't see anyone, and the girl's eyes were swollen from crying."

Manager Niu turned his head and glanced at the mourning hall behind him. He suddenly pulled me aside, and said in a sneaky whisper, "Hey, brother, let me tell you, I wasn't just thinking nonsense just now. , can not be said to be wronged souls, can only be said to be ghosts, ghosts linger...”

"I just read that passage. It's called the Four Meat and One Vegetarian Requiem Feast. The five dishes are chicken, duck, fish, meat and jujube. This table is not for the living, but for the dead."

"Um...."

I nodded and said: "I'm listening, you continue to play."

"Fuck."

"Don't mind, I'm not bragging."

He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said: "I joined the funeral business with my master at the age of eight, helped the dead put on shrouds at the age of ten, learned the true biography of my master Babaoshan Qi Longdong at the age of 15, and opened my own shop at the age of 20. It can be seen that there is something wrong with Mr. Bai, just that day, do you know why I gave you my business card?"

I shook my head and said I don't know.

"You don't know normal because you're normal."

As he spoke, he looked in the direction of the mourning hall not far away.

"Let me tell you the truth. In fact, old man Bai died that day. Didn't he survive for two days after being rescued? It wasn't him who came back to life later. Something else took over old man Bai's body and made him live for two more days." God, it might be a woman from my point of view."

"Don't think about it. Why didn't Mr. Bai make a will before? Instead, he made a will when he woke up. It's very abnormal. Who would make such a strange will for a normal person?"

My eyelids twitched inadvertently, and I didn't speak.

He continued: "I heard that the place where the Bai family intends to bury the person is the wasteland north of the National Cotton Factory, where a pear tree grows.

"I remember my master said before that there are five places in Old Xianyang that are not clean."

"Lishudi, Ermianchang, 102, the first floor of Zhonghua Garden Community, the old building of Weicheng Middle School, around the signal tower of the movie theater, and the men's toilet of the dark blue Internet cafe."

"Look at the No. [-] pear tree in the No. [-] Cotton Factory. Do you think it is fierce? There is one more important thing I forgot to tell you. You don't have to believe me, but I have to say it. You look dead, Let me ask you, have you offended Mr. Bai, does he remember you?"

I was stunned when I heard his words, and thought to myself, this is impossible. I gave the old man two cigarettes, and he left after smoking.

I think he should thank me, why would he hate me?I can't.

After thinking about it, I asked, "You mean...that Mr. Bai wants to take me with you?"

"Well... almost." He nodded.

I asked again: "Then how do you solve it, do you want money or goods?"

Manager Niu snapped his fingers.

"Brother, don't talk about money, it's too vulgar. If you want to talk about offering, it's not about me, it's about my master. You can meet me in Tonghui Hospital and it's our fate."

"85."

"You don't have to worry about anything, I'll settle the matter for you."

Hearing this, I laughed and said, "Boss Niu, how old do you think I am? It seems like there are 85 people?"

Manager Niu frowned, "Then how much do you have? We can discuss it."

I said that I only have 20 yuan in my pocket, and you can find me to buy a wreath. I bought a pack of fireworks for twelve, and I still have eight yuan, okay?

"Eight...eight dollars??"

"You think I'm begging for food!"

Manager Niu pointed at my face and said: "You are finished, you are finished, you just wait for something to happen these days! Don't come to me then!"

I turned my head and left.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Seeing that I was far away, Manager Niu stood on the spot and shouted: "Eight hundred! Give me eight hundred!"

"You have to take my word for it!"