Tomb Keeper

Chapter 34

The door of this yin house is made of black marble, and a large lock weighing one kilogram is hung on the door.The glazed tile cornices on the lintel and the fence make this place look a bit like a temple or an ancient house.Some of the shade of the trees in the courtyard protruded from the wall, and the grave was probably under this shade.

I walked around the dark red wall, and I still haven't forgotten what the instructor said when I was receiving special forces training, the corner of the wall is the most suitable for climbing.I stood at a corner of the wall, and when I was about to show off the climbing trick I had in the past, I suddenly heard someone shouting from the hillside, Da Xu, come down quickly!
I looked back and saw Yang Huzi standing under the hillside, which shocked me into a cold sweat.I went downhill, and he asked, what are you doing standing by the fence?I said visit and visit.He said that you are still free, go back quickly, there is a call for you.I was taken aback, who is looking for me?Yang Huzi walked back without turning his head and said, she said it was your cousin, and asked you to call her back as soon as possible, saying it was something urgent.

My heart skipped a beat, Baimei came to see me, there was something urgent, could it be that the leader of the newspaper office was asking about my whereabouts?Before I left, I only asked for a personal leave, saying that I was going to see my sick grandfather in the countryside. Now that it has been more than two months, the newspaper office must be anxious to go back without seeing me.Or, the newspaper office has a major report waiting for me to do; or some leader thinks that I am unorganized and undisciplined and wants to punish me?
However, when I returned to my place of residence and dialed Baimei's cell phone, my worries were quickly dispelled.It turned out that the so-called urgent matter was that she dreamed that I was dead last night, so she has been restless today.Just get on the phone with me.Although dreaming of death is not a bad omen, because people say that death brings life in a dream, but Bai Mei's dream still surprised me.She dreamed that she walked into a temple-like courtyard, and there was no one there. Suddenly, she saw a dead cat by the flower bed, and she thought, why the owner here doesn't even care about the cat. It seems that the cat was killed. Starved.At this time, a person with an unclear face came over and said that no one lived here.Look at the soil on the ground, it's so soft, there are people buried under it.So, Bai Mei squatted down and pushed away the soil layer by layer, and then saw me who was dead.

When I was listening to Bai Mei talking about her dream on the phone, the walled house on the back hill appeared before my eyes.Bai Mei's dream was strange. After my back felt cold for a while, my heart gradually warmed up.Anyway, this shows that Baimei cares about me in her heart.And when I was in the newspaper office, I often looked down on her because she only wrote reports on trivial matters. Now I see that although she is not a good reporter, she is a kind girl.

I reassured Baimei on the phone, and I said I was fine.I also asked how things were going at home.The reason why I refer to the newspaper office as "home" is because Ye Zi has been standing by the door of the main room, her eyes looking at the yard, but I believe her ears are listening to the room.Of course the clever Bai Mei could understand the meaning of "home". She said it was normal, and the leader never asked about my whereabouts.That reassured me, but at the same time made me unhappy.Such an important reporter has not been seen for two months, and no one has asked about it. It seems that there are people in the newspaper office who are not more than me but not less than me.It seems that the newspaper only needs to report some trivial matters.Well, they'll be amazed when I write this long report on the cemetery.Just like when I disguised myself as a beggar and wrote "Inside the Beggar Gang" after going deep into the gang for several months, that report rescued at least dozens of trafficked children and allowed the police to destroy a child-controlling organization in one fell swoop. A gang of beggars.

As soon as she finished talking on the phone with Bai Mei, Ye Zi turned back and went into the house.She smiled and asked, what do you, cousin, do?I said she was still studying at university.I want my background to be as simple as possible, lest Ye Zi be suspicious.She said, reading?Isn't it summer vacation now, you let her come here for a few days, we will also see your cousin.I said, come here to play?There's something wrong with your brain.She said, isn't it good here?There are mountains, trees and graves, I think you are very happy here.

When Ye Zi said the last sentence, his voice was so weird that it made me feel a little inexplicable fear.

People sometimes do things unintentionally, but later feel as if driven by a hunch.On the cemetery yesterday, I asked my younger brother to clean the tombstone of the eight-year-old child. As a result, the child's mother came to visit the grave the next day.

I met her when I was walking out of the courtyard in the afternoon.At that time, I saw an urban woman in her 40s coming down from the cemetery, her eyes were still red.She didn't even turn her head to look at me. After walking through the open space in front of the courtyard, she started on the road towards Xihe Town.I didn't pay much attention to her at that time, because people who came to visit the grave appeared from time to time, but it was rare for a person like her to come here on foot.

I went to the graveyard.Since we were traveling with Poet Feng and the mute, we walked very slowly.On the way, I jokingly asked Poet Feng if he had researched the device that can see ghosts.Poet Feng seriously corrected my words and said, it's not that I can see ghosts, but spirits.Ghosts are things imagined by people who don't understand science, and spirits are a part of the human body.After the death of the human body, the spirit still exists, but we cannot see it.My instrument is almost ready.At that time, you will see that in the spiritual world, this person is still alive and the same as before.Daxu, didn’t I tell you before that in these two different spaces, there is actually only a thin layer of paper between them.

Every time I talk to Poet Feng, I start with playfulness and end with seriousness.Truth needs to be groped in the dark. As a journalist who is also pursuing the truth, I have to wish the explorers in another field the best of luck.

At this time we have come to a fork in the graves. Poet Feng wants to take the mute to see his fiancée's grave first, but I just want to go to the back mountain.We parted, and I speeded up my pace inexplicably. Soon, I saw the cigarettes around the grave of the eight-year-old child.

I walked to the grave in amazement, the scented wax in front of the tombstone was still burning with fireworks, and a pile of black paper money ash was blown by the wind, and they floated up one by one, like black butterflies.I suddenly thought of the woman who came down the mountain when I went out. When I called her last time, she said that she wanted to see the child. Today she came, but she passed me by.

I immediately turned around and went down the mountain.The shuttle bus to Xihe town only runs twice a day, so she probably won't get on the bus as soon as she arrives in the town.After all, it was a lot of inconvenience to talk to her on the phone last time. If I can talk to her face to face, it will definitely help me solve many mysteries in the graveyard.

The long-distance station in Xihe Town is just beside the road at the head of the town. There is no sign except for a big tree. Everyone agrees to get on and off the bus here.When I arrived here, I didn't see that woman, and I felt cold. Could it be that she had already left by car?I quickly asked a passer-by, and the man saw that I was sweating profusely, and said that the afternoon bus was still early, so why are you in a hurry.

I settled down and turned my head to look around.Not far from the station were some roadside tea tables, and the woman was sitting on a bamboo chair in a daze.

I walked over and asked, is this Ms. Yuan?She looked up at me, a little surprised.I said I am Da Xu, and I talked to you on the phone before.She reacted quickly, told me to sit down and said that she didn't expect to see you here.I said, why don't you come to the management office when you come to visit the grave.She said don't bother you.You took good care of this child's grave, thank you so much.When I burned the paper, I saw that the tombstone was also clean, which made you worry.

While talking, I saw that the tea table was empty, so I called the tea waiter for two cups of tea.She hurriedly waved her hand and said, no need, I'm not thirsty.Come and have a drink, or it will be wasted.I said it's a hot day, how can I do without drinking water.

After the tea came, I chatted with her slowly.Her tone was calm, and she didn't cry when talking about the child, presumably she had shed all her tears on the cemetery just now.

In her conversation, I didn't get much information, just a little more about her personal situation.The child's father died of illness when the child was two years old, and then she was laid off again and raised the child by doing odd jobs.The child contracted leukemia when he was in the second grade of elementary school, and died after more than a year of treatment.But her life is stable now.Worked as a nanny in a family surnamed Zhao, serving two [-]-year-olds.The old man is a retired cadre, and he is still in good health, so she is not too tired to work in this house.The old man's son is called Zhao Dong, he is a dutiful son, although he is the chairman of a group company, he comes back to visit his parents every weekend.Zhao Dong and his wife did not have children, so they had no children. Many years ago, they adopted a goddaughter. This goddaughter fell ill before graduating from university and stayed in the hospital.Therefore, Zhao Dong put all his thoughts on his parents, and even allocated a small car for them. A driver named Diao was responsible for the elderly's going out.

(End of this chapter)