I have a volume of human scriptures

Chapter 52

The revolving lantern of the dead cannot be faked.

At least for now, it seems that is the case.

So if Zhou Sibo's memory of the revolving lantern was true, then the county magistrate who lived in the temple seemed to be no longer suspected.

The rest, it seems, can only be the head of the Wang Qi?
However, everything is just speculation, and we have to find out the truth slowly.

Putting aside his chaotic thoughts for the time being, Yu Chen continued to watch Zhou Sibu's revolving door.

Only now did I learn the reason why he died with regret, and it was also his life's unfulfilled wish.

Let’s just say, Zhou Sibo had a smooth life all his life. He joined the army in his early years, retired from the army and returned to his hometown after being injured, and worked in the Yingku Division of the Weishui Yamen for more than [-] years until his death.

He is a calm and stable person.

The wife I marry is not the most beautiful, nor is it so unforgettable, but suitable-virtuous, virtuous, and a husband and a child.

Naturally, his temperament is also reflected in the cultivation of his juniors.

Zhou Sibo's child, named Zhou Li, is also in his thirties.

But unlike Zhou Sibo, who pursued stability all his life and was unwilling to take risks, this kid liked to tinker with weird things and excitement since he was a child.

Gradually, Zhou Li grew up.

Zhou Sibo naturally wanted to arrange a stable and leisurely job for him in the yamen, marry a wife, have a baby, and spend his life in peace.

This arrangement was unanimously agreed by the whole family, but Zhou Li refused to do it!
After only staying in the Yamen for less than half a month, he slapped his ass and ran away, saying that he couldn't bear such a life like stagnant water.

Zhou Sibo was furious, beat up Zhou Li, and then locked him up in the ancestral hall for three days and three nights.

After being released, Zhou Li was still stubborn. Eight years ago, he left a letter from his family in the dark, left home, and went to the state capital to work hard.

Don't tell me, in the past eight years, Zhou Li has been getting better and better every year. When I went home to visit relatives during the Chinese New Year last year, it was said that I was also a cadre of the Jinyang Chamber of Commerce in the state capital!

That's called a homecoming, a big horse, so enviable.

But in all things, there are good and bad, Zhou Li is considered to be outstanding, but the relationship between the father and son has dropped to freezing point.

——Even though Zhou Li got mixed up with the cadres of the Jinyang Chamber of Commerce, Zhou Sibu still stubbornly believed that this is not a safe job, how can it compare to eating from the yamen?

At the end of last year, when Zhou Li came back for half a month, the father and son didn't say a word except for a drink at the New Year's Eve dinner.

They are all holding their breath!

And Zhou Sibo's habit of drinking night wine was probably also developed at that time - worry!
Although Zhou Li didn't listen to his arrangement, he was still his own son connected by blood!
How could he not love, how could he not care?
Why was such a cold war what he wanted?

But between the father and son, that's the way it is. No one wants to speak. Once they speak, they quarrel, and they have been arguing for several years.

Until he fell to his death, Zhou Sibo couldn't say a word to Zhou Li again!

At night, when he passed out, he was still holding on, just wanting to close his eyes and look at Zhou Li again!

On the hospital bed, when he was dying, he also thought about it clearly. It doesn't matter what yamen food or business cadres are. The important thing is that the child can be safe and the family can be harmonious. This is what should be pursued.

such a pity!
late!

From the state capital to the Weishui River, even if it is done quickly, it will take at least ten hours!
Zhou Sibo lost his head, how could he hold on for so long, after all, he kicked his legs early this morning and left!

Until he died, he didn't wait for Zhou Li, his baby.

In this way, death without peace of mind, turned into a last wish, was taken away by the Sutra of Salvation.

After watching it, Yu Chen only felt a burst of sadness.

Between father and son, how can there be any knot that cannot be untied?
Zhou Sibo thought that for Zhou Li's good, he wanted him to have a stable job, but he ignored Zhou Li's own thoughts.

As for Zhou Li, because of his own ideas, he was extremely rebellious, and he was incompatible with his father.

It was obviously not a major event of life and death, but it was forced to waste nearly ten years, and in the end, he didn't even see Zhou Sibu for the last time!

What a pity!
Shaking his head, Yu Chen looked at the head of the saving scriptures.

Smoky gray characters, vaguely ups and downs.

【Eight Items of All Wishes】

[the last side]

【Time limit: 24 hours】

【There is a reward after everything is done】

The content of that last wish was also clearly understood in Yu Chen's mind.

It's just an old father who wants to see his son for the last time after he dies!

It doesn't look complicated, but Yu Chen has encountered a difficulty!
You say that people and ghosts have different paths, and they end up on different paths.

Besides Yu Chen himself, he hasn't found anyone in Weishui who can really see things like "ghosts".

In other words, even if he releases Zhou Sibu's soul and puts it in front of Zhou Li, the cadre of the Jinyang Chamber of Commerce must have his eyes darkened and he can't see anything.

What should I do?
The young man saw the grave man pacing back and forth in the room, and pondered for a long time before he slapped his head and had an idea!

He came back to the square table, picked up the pen and paper, made the paste, polished the cinnabar and ink, and started to work.

Bamboo sticks are used as bones, yellow paper is used as flesh, black ink is used as hair, and cinnabar is used as blood.

After a while, a paper doll in the shape of Zhou Sibu appeared in front of Yu Chen, lifelike.

Just like a real person, no different!
But it's not over yet.

—— Zhou Sibo's last wish is to see Zhou Li again.

It's not about letting Yu Chen pretend to be a ghost like before, and use paper figurines instead of him to meet Zhou Li.

Therefore, there is this most important step!
——Carry the soul!
It is to temporarily board the soul of Zhou Sibo on this paper man.

Of course, Yu Chen didn't know whether this was feasible or not, and whether it would be successful.

But he thought that since his spirit could be pinned on the paper man and paper horse, then Zhou Sibu's ghost should also be possible.

So, he opened the book of saving people, and said to the ghost by the Yellow Spring River: "Sibu, people and ghosts have different paths. You can see people, but people can't see you. If you want to meet again, please put on the paper body!"

The ghost by the Huangquan River stared blankly at Yu Chen outside the scriptures, was stunned for a long time, and finally walked slowly and walked out of the scriptures for saving people.

And it was also from the moment he walked out of the Durenjing, his soul, like the remaining snow in summer, became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Yu Chen felt anxious and pushed the paper figurine forward.

That week's secretary's ghost merged with the paper doll!
At that moment, Yu Chen clearly felt that the paper figurine under his control was invaded by a cold "thought".

It felt like someone was about to enter his house.

Yu Chen suddenly realized that as long as he resisted in his heart at this time, Zhou Sibu's soul would not be able to go to the body of the paper figurine.

But at this moment, he was the one who facilitated it, so how could he resist?

So, with his acquiescence, the soul of Zhou Sibu briefly merged with the paper doll!
Open your eyes!

A stooped and thin old man appeared in front of Yu Chen.

After having a "human body", the soul is no longer muddled, and in those eyes, there is no dream, and the clarity is restored, and the sanity that belongs to a person is restored.

He looked at the familiar figure in front of him, at this young man who could control the souls of life and death, and he immediately realized that his ability to regain his strength for the time being all depended on the person in front of him!
Can't help but sigh.

"It's you... At the beginning, Mr. Lao asked the old man to take care of you, but he didn't want... the child of Yu Tiezhuo, who had such an ability to communicate with the ghost..."

Yu Chen waved his hand and didn't continue the topic. He felt the wear and tear of the paper figurine from the upper body of the ghost, then looked at the sky, and said, "Sibu, there is not much time. This paper body can only last for twelve hours at most. How long will it last?" Please come with me."

Zhou Sibo cupped his hands, bowed, thanked the immortal master, and followed Yu Chen down the mountain on crutches.

(End of this chapter)