It's Very Easy to Fill in Next Time

During these three days, Bai Wei was like a busy spinning top, spinning around non-stop.

He also fully experienced the inconvenience of not having instant communication tools. At that time, Yingzhou people were not too rigid, and fax machines and e-mails were still relatively advanced in the middle of the twentieth century, but even so could not satisfy Bai. Dimensional requirements for work efficiency.

He began to be in charge of preparing for Akira Sakurai's funeral. Even if there were no worshipers, the basic rituals would be done, and then the mourning hall layout, body cremation, and tombstone placement would all be customized by temples and funeral parlors.

Bai Wei did not choose the too expensive professional service of black coffin-carrying, but only chose a relatively cheap package. The tombstone was also bought near the Yoshino family. There are a lot of vacancies, if there is any need in the future, they can be arranged here... When the Qingming Festival comes to offer incense, they will be called one by one, just like the roll call in class.

It took one day to prepare, one day to hold the funeral, and then counting the trip to the hospital to pick up Sakurai Si, take her to the funeral scene, and find some people I know to come and visit to fill the scene, barely make it lively, and dilute the sad atmosphere.

The steps are very cumbersome. It is very complicated to listen to the monk's chanting and the family members to answer the ceremony.

Thinking about it this way is still convenient for the Ming Dynasty. Once the song is played and the cloth is changed, the whole village is waiting for the food to be served, crying and crying, and carrying it, followed by a piece of white. Once the coffin is covered and the soil is buried, the world will never come back. .

It's better to open the banquet directly, find a few suona players and gongs and drums, and play together outside the door, so that people can be blown away safely and happily.

It's a pity that there is no one-stop service for the funeral hall here. It's a pity that this business can't be done overseas. No music can be played in the mourning hall, and gongs and drums can't be played.

Sakurai Satoshi was the one with the most upright attitude throughout the entire funeral process, and Bai Wei was an outsider throughout the entire funeral process. Only the little girl thanked a group of guests who didn't know her father at all with tears in her eyes... Maybe it was more routine, but it was also very important to her.

Funerals are not for the dead, but for the living.

When the night ended and everything was over, Bai Wei sent Sakurai Si back to the hospital, and then took out all the savings on hand to make up the medical expenses for this month, and also for the next month's medical expenses by the way.

Because next month is December, the peak period for blood moon disease, it is not clear what the scarlet curse will be like at that time, let her stay in the hospital for observation for a month, and the attending doctor Kurosawa will return to the hospital in a week.

At this point, all the bonuses snatched from the mercenaries are useless.

He even posted tens of thousands of yen upside down.

Bai Wei touched his pockets and found that the deposits earned from part-time jobs plus the New Year's money and pocket money over the years were already stretched.

Drain the water and fish, sit and eat the mountains and the sky.

Bai Wei, who has not been troubled by money for several lifetimes, even cared about food expenses. He made up his mind that when he was free, he would hurry up and find that Dragon Cherry Club to see if there was a suitable job.

On the third day, Bai Wei went to the Metropolitan Police Department. The Takagi Police Department introduced acquaintances to help go through the process of Sakurai Si's adoption procedures. Even if the work efficiency is faster, because he is from the Ming Dynasty, he needs to confirm with the embassy. It takes more than half a month to go through the process, so there is no rush.

Then I went to the embassy, ​​ran to the government affairs office, and went through complicated matters, and the whole day passed.

In three days, I was entangled in foreign affairs, but I finally finished all the work that should be done.

On the way back in the evening, he passed the Hanagi Shrine in Hanagi Town. He stopped and walked up to the shrine, wanting to pet the cat for a while. Sucking a cat is really decompressing, just like watching pandas roll over.

In the past, when I came to the shrine, I would be surrounded by a group of cats who were not afraid of strangers, but this time I didn't see any cats.

Only Daju squatted on the stone seat beside the torii, lazily licking the hair on his paws.

"Where are people?" Bai Wei asked.

"Meow." Daju replied.

Bai Wei couldn't understand what it said, but guessed it from its expression and body language.

The shrine is closed for worship recently, and the cats are forced to take a holiday, so they don't come here to work part-time, and stay at home.

Back home... part-time job... vacation?

Bai Wei suddenly thought of a gossip in Huashan Town before, that the cats in the shrine are actually here to eat, drink and play. About [-]% to [-]% of these cats are raised by a family, and the remaining [-]-[-]% have more than one family. keep.

Some cats are also Neptunes, and their beauty can be given to several families at the same time. Time management is a matter of control.

The shrine has been closed recently, so naturally no one came except Daju.

"What about you? You're not just so hungry, are you?"

Just after finishing speaking, suddenly a raccoon cat came out of the bushes, and put a plump herring tail in front of Daju.

The orange cat wagged its tail, and the raccoon cat received the instruction, then disappeared with a whoosh.

Bai Wei: "..."

Which capitalist did you learn this from?

Daju began to eat dinner, and Bai Wei did not enter the shrine, and left thoughtfully.

The shrines here are small shrines, but the shrines all over the country, except for a small number of large shrines, are generally managed by the shrines. They do not need to be responsible for their own profits and losses, and there are corresponding establishments. Coming here is equivalent to working in the community.

When the community does not go to work on weekdays, it means that the manpower is temporarily transferred out. The manpower of the shrine has always been insufficient, and temporary transfers are not uncommon, but Bai Wei has not seen the witch here for almost a month. go to work.

Suddenly, he had some bad thoughts, and Bai Wei quickly put these thoughts behind him, thinking wildly was a waste of energy and internal friction.

……

Dingling...the phone rang, Liu Shengshuangyue turned off the tap, dried her hands and went to the entrance, picked up the receiver.

"Hey?"

"Hey, it's me, Saki-chan is also—"

"Uh..." Liu Shengshuangyue was ready to hang up the phone.

"Wait, don't hang up!" Jinguji Saki said hastily, "I'm not making a fuss, I just sneakily called because I really have something to do."

"What's the matter?" Liu Shengshuangyue said, "You asked for leave for a week in advance, didn't you have a good time in Kyoto?"

"No way... I was temporarily recruited and called to work overtime. It's tiring. You don't know how excessive the overtime in the Jingu Temple is. I want to rest for a while. Instead, I will be reprimanded by the head priestess for ideological education, saying It’s okay to be tired. Comfort is reserved for losers. If you want to succeed, you must work hard overtime. You must get out of your comfort zone. Don’t be blinded by the fatigue and short-term desires in front of you... My God, I just want to rest Half an hour, a full 28 hours without closing your eyes!" Jinguji complained on the other end of the phone.

Liu Shengshuangyue was not in the mood to listen to these complaints, she glanced at the soup pot that was still boiling.

"That's all? I hang up."

"Come on, I haven't finished yet!"

"Hurry up, you've wasted 3 minutes. If you were Ultraman, you'd already be beaten up by monsters in the arena! Your phone bill is free, and my electricity bill is even more!"

"It's just... Didn't I ask for leave?"

"Ok?"

"Class notes, and I don't have time to write this week's homework, can you help me..."

"Class notes are fine, homework is waiting for you to come back, I can teach you, but you have to write it yourself."

"But I'm so tired."

"Then you don't have to write it, and just say "too lazy to write" and throw it in the professor's face. "

"And wait for the usual points to be deducted to zero?" Jingongsi whimpered: "You have no heart, Shuangyue."

"Calling from such a distance, just for this matter? It seems that you are still quite free." Liu Shengshuangyue paused here.

"Why didn't you say it all of a sudden?" An anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "At this time in the past, you should have opened your mouth to hurt me. With a poisonous tongue, why did you suddenly stop talking? Don't be like this, I'm a little scared."

"There's something wrong with you, are you looking forward to my poisonous tongue?"

"How could it be?" Jinguji denied immediately, and then hehehe said: "But I am used to being insulted, and suddenly I feel a little uncomfortable not being scolded. It seems that there are supermen crawling all over my body."

"Hiss... Fu..." Liu Sheng took a deep breath, "I'm not as relaxed as you, and I also have some worries."

"What's bothering you? Ah, could it be that vixen from before?" Jinguji Saki noticed suddenly, and even scolded herself: "There is no good thing for a vixen, you have to take good care of the sisters!"

"It's not your turn to talk about it." Liu Shengshuangyue leaned against the cabinet: "But what worries me is not this matter, but..."

A few minutes later, I don't know what to say.

Jinguji Saki comforted: "The boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge. It's a pity that I'm not by your side. I'm going to miss a good show."

At this time, there was a calling from behind, and she pressed the receiver: "Then let's do it..."

"What do you have to say that you want me to convey to elder brother?" Liu Shengshuangyue was very generous once in a while.

"No need, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it when I come back." Jinguji Saki smiled mischievously: "ciao——"

She walked out of the phone booth, looked at the dark clouds hovering over the mountain in the distance, and slowly gathered up a long dress, her fingertips turned slightly white.

Chapter 120 Eight Mountain Cutting

Jingu Terasaki exited the phone booth, and the next person waiting in line immediately picked up the receiver and started making a call.

The line is not long, there are 5 or 10 people, and everyone has [-] to [-] minutes of talking time.

This call was arranged by Jingu, it was a little humanistic care, in order not to leave too many regrets.

Instead of looking at the woman who started to cry in the phone booth, she silently came to the right side of the road, where there was also a long queue, and she came to the temporary shed to register her name.

"Have you finished the phone call?" The person in charge of the registration was an older priest with a gentle and humble attitude.

"Um……"

"What did you say?"

"Trivial things are not very important."

"Very good. Most people will choose to say their last words, but it may not be easier." The priest nodded: "It seems that your mentality is still very stable, but the girl over there is not very good. You may have to let her Go back and fix it."

Jinguji turned around and noticed that there were two or three girls in the line who seemed to be depressed and desperate. Some of them covered their eyes and cried in the phone booth.

"Crying like this, the state of mind is no longer suitable for participating in the task, even if it is forced to join, it will be a burden." The priest said.

"Then shouldn't it be better for me to cry?" Jinguji Saki asked jokingly.

"If you don't want to participate, you can also apply to withdraw."

"But it also means leaving the shrine. This is a compulsory recruitment, and there is no right to refuse."

"Yes……"

"Forget it then." Jinguji Saki picked up the three amulets on the table and said, "I can't do that exaggeration, and it's not certain that I will die."

The priest praised her optimism, but was noncommittal about the second half of the sentence.

Jingu's mandatory recruitment means that the situation has deteriorated to a certain extent, most of the disasters can be dealt with by the elite in advance, and once even the rookies and reserves are called, it must be urgent.

As a sword shaman, Jingu Temple has no right to refuse, because the sword shaman is the absolute elite in the shrine, just like the ace battle group in the army. There are nine sword shamans convened this time, 32 priests and reserve personnel, not counting Large scale, but very close to medium scale.

The number of sword shamans in Yingzhou is less than one hundred, and only one-tenth of them are concentrated here. No one knows what kind of enemy is hiding in this mountain.

She packed up her mood and came to the front row. The women here are all wearing weapons with different styles.

The reason why the sword shaman is a sword shaman may not necessarily be good at swords, it may be other weapons, one of the baby-faced girls is wearing a red-tasseled spear, and the one on the right is wiping a Xuanhua double axe.

Honestly, there are not many people who use swords and knives.

Jinguji Saki's saber is named Fubuki, and it was a gift given to her by the head priestess when she graduated from Fushimi Inari Shrine, not a famous sword.

She suddenly discovered that the sword shamans around were all young, the youngest was similar to her, and the oldest seemed to be less than 40 years old.