Paper horse incense shop

".I'm not too heavy, right?"

I am short and thin. Even if I add 15 pounds of quilt, I will definitely not reach 100. It is obviously not right for Gong Shuji to have such an expression that he is about to be crushed to death.
Gong Shuji closed his eyes and refused to speak. I could only take it as his acquiescence:

"Be patient, I'll be quick."

How can you say that!

This is so ambiguous!

Of course I couldn't hear Gong Shuji's inner curse.

I ignored the veins popping up on the other person's forehead, and after asking for the general location, I immediately pulled away and left.

The direction given by Gong Shuji was very clear. It was less than 200 meters straight behind the B&B. I patrolled around and quickly found the familiar wooden cow and flowing horse.

The wooden cow and the flowing horse have stopped walking, and only use their mechanical legs covered with dirt and dust to keep moving in place.
So what?

It is very much like a horse stored in an inn, snorting the heat, shaking its head from side to side, begging for a mouthful of fresh fodder.

Normally, I would have found it very cute.

But now, what was on the back of the wooden cow and flowing horse attracted all my attention.

It was a jar wrapped in cloth, very ordinary.

Just looking at the outline of the jar wrapped in cloth, it looks like the urns that can be seen everywhere in funeral homes.

However, it has one unique point——

The wrapping cloth is red.

Anyone who often attends funerals knows that the ashes of a person who died in vain are not wrapped in red cloth.

The most common wrapping cloths are black and white, and black is mostly used in the North, because black cloth can effectively block light and gather shade, and also has a good protective effect on the ashes inside.

As the most festive color, red symbolizes good luck, joy and vitality, so it is extremely easy to attract things and conflict with evil spirits.

If a layer of red cloth is wrapped around the urn of the deceased, it is like using a layer of iron net to trap the soul of the deceased, making it difficult for the deceased to pass away and find peace.

My heart beat heavily, and unspeakable anger swept from my heart to my brain.

Although I already knew that my second uncle did not find peace after his death, actually seeing it was another matter than guessing it.

The body of the paper man was slowly trembling, and I could feel something crawling under my skin, ready to burst out at any moment.

But I can't yet
Don't be impulsive.

Don't be impulsive.

Before I could get angry or relax, my second uncle’s ashes were only one step away from me. This last step was most likely a trap that trapped me, an abyss that would never be deepened.

I took the wooden cow and flowing horse as the center and a radius of 500 meters, and used the advantages of the paper man's body to conduct a true carpet search.
But the result was very unexpected, or in other words, completely different from what I originally thought——

There is no sign of Gongshuqiu.

Even though I doubled the search area later, except for one or two 24-hour shops around the B&B, there was still no light or human habitation at all.

No one can predict anything.

After all, prices in tourist attractions will be more expensive than outside, which means there will be few people staying overnight.

So much so that at night, even each other's coughs could be heard clearly.
But unfortunately, the person who might come now is Gongshuqiu.

The more I search, the more the stone in my heart becomes crumbling.

I really didn’t come, really not.

why?
I opened my eyes suddenly, stood up, raised my hand and accurately pinched the paper man hovering in the air:
".Your father didn't come."

Gong Shuji's originally secretive and suppressed breathing stagnated, and his movements when he stood up were not much slower than mine:

".It's a good thing."

"Then I'll send you away now."

I hadn't received the urn yet, and for the moment I didn't know how to express my growing uneasiness to Gong Shuji, so I could only nod my head.

Without any hesitation, the two of us went downstairs to check out and look for the Trojan horse. The moment Gong Shuji found the wooden horse, he dismantled the wooden cow and the horse, and threw all the dismantled wood into the trash can on the street.

As for the urn wrapped in red cloth.
Naturally, it fell into my arms.

The urn is not heavy, or in other words, it is much lighter than I expected.

It was unimaginable that my second uncle, who was originally a strong old man, would eventually turn into such a small package, looking at me from afar through a white cloth.

My mind is a little blank, no, it's completely blank.

I had absolutely no idea what I should be thinking or doing.

My feet were as heavy as lead water. I was in a daze for dozens of seconds, and then I saw Gong Shuji throw away the wood and come back to look for me:
"Why aren't you leaving? Don't stay here too long."

This is of course true.

So I immediately came back to my senses, hugged the urn in my arms tightly, and bit out one word between my teeth:

"Walk."

Gong Shuji didn't move, the gentleness between his brows and eyes remained the same, and there was a smile that finally relaxed:

"Then I won't send it to you."

I shook my head:
"You get out of here with me."

"Let's change places and check the urn."

This matter has gone really smoothly up to this point.

It's so smooth that it's eerie.

Now I am doubting a possibility that I originally ignored——

That is, the ashes in this urn may not be my second uncle’s ashes at all.

First of all, according to Gong Shu Ji, Gong Shu Ji's second uncle hated Gong Shu Ji so much that he wanted to destroy his ashes. Now someone kidnapped and injured his son to demand the ashes of Gong Shu Ji's enemy. He actually didn't have any means of ambush.

This is a problem in itself.

Adding hatred to hatred, how could he so easily obey the kidnappers and hand over the ashes without taking any action at all?
Let alone your head, you can tell with your toes that this is impossible.

The ashes, or bones, are the most difficult to verify.

For Gong Shuqiu, after experiencing the Tzu Ching girl's request for Tu Fangcheng's ashes, if another close friend of the second uncle showed up, it would be the best situation to coax the person away with a copy of fake ashes.

It takes absolutely no effort to solve the problem.

If it were me, it would be nothing.

Because I am not the second uncle’s flesh and blood.

Although I called my second uncle my father, after all, I am not.

The second uncle doesn’t even have any relatives in this world. Even if a paper man is looking for relatives, how can he find duckweed that has no roots in the first place?

No, I can't find it either.

This is enough to worry anyone.

If anyone else comes, they will most likely be coaxed away.

There is a high probability that the remaining one or two will be unable to verify whether they are the real ashes, so Gong Shuji will be let go.

But me, I still want to try.

I cannot enshrine the ashes of a person whose authenticity is difficult to distinguish, nor can I accept that my second uncle is always trapped in Wangcheng.

Gong Shuji's eyes fell on the urn in my arms. The smile on his lips gradually disappeared, and his expression gradually became calm:

"I see."

"Let's go together." (End of chapter)