Chapter 3: Dead or Alive?
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Bai Zhou rode on his little pink electric donkey and headed towards Lijia Village.
Along the way, she noticed that pedestrians on the road had health bars on their heads.
They were all at 20 o'clock, but almost none of them were full.
It was usually 17 or 18 o'clock. There was an old man with a sick face and coughing, and his health bar was only 20 o'clock. It's 6 o'clock.
Bai Zhou secretly thought, this blood bar should indicate the health status of the human body, but why does she have 10 points more than others?
Is it because of the resurrection from the dead?
Fortunately, Lijia Village was not far away, and she finally arrived at Li's house when it was just dark.
At this time, the Li family's mourning hall has been set up, white flags are hung in the main hall, and several filial sons have white cloths wrapped around their heads, but all of them are smiling, smoking cigarettes and teasing others.
He is indeed a "filial" son.
Bai Zhou explained the purpose of his visit, and Mrs. Li's eldest son stared: "Why did you send it here? Fortunately, my mother is not dead yet. If she dies without a shroud to wear, I will definitely destroy your shop!"
Bai Zhou She wanted to say that she had made an appointment during the day and before dark. She arrived on time, but when she saw the eldest son Li took out a stack of red bills, she immediately swallowed her words.
It was the uncle who gave the money.
After collecting the money, Bai Zhou was in a good mood when he returned. The net profit from this order was one thousand, and he could save a little, and half a month's food expenses would be no problem.
But she soon discovered something was wrong.
She stopped the car and looked up at an old tomb on the side of the road. Had she seen this tomb just now?
The local area is mountainous, and villagers are buried on the ridges of fields after their deaths. Various graves can be seen everywhere on the roadside. The locals have long been accustomed to this.
There is no tombstone in this old tomb, which is made of several pieces of bluestone. A white flag hangs on the tomb, fluttering in the wind, like a pale hand.
That’s right! It’s this white flag!
She had definitely seen it just now!
A gust of cold wind blew from nowhere, and she felt chilled all over.
She immediately got on the eDonkey and stepped on the accelerator. There was a burst of wind and lightning. All she had to do was get out of the village road and onto the main road.
With only the whistling of the wind in her ears, she saw a light in the distance, and felt a little happy. There was a small shop at the end of the village road, and she was finally going out.
But just as she was about to arrive at the old house, she heard sad music and the clatter of mahjong playing.
Bai Zhou parked the e-donkey outside the courtyard, feeling a little dazed.
Isn't this the Li family?
Why is she back?
Before she could recover, Li's eldest son asked strangely: "Why are you back?" Then he suddenly realized, "You are here to sit at night, right?"
He immediately became enthusiastic and pulled her into the courtyard. Brought to a table.
There were two people sitting behind the table, one writing accounts and the other counting money.
According to the rules, after the death of an old man, the spirit must be suspended for three days. Relatives and friends are invited to sit in the body for the night, and of course they must accompany the deceased.
Bai Zhou was reluctant to part with his share of the money and couldn't help but ask: "The old lady just left?"
Li's eldest son smiled and said: "She hasn't left yet, but she will soon."
Bai Zhou was speechless.
You started to sit up all night before you died. You just want to find a way to play mahjong, right?
She looked at her relatives and friends who were playing mahjong all over the yard, and it could be said that they were filled with "filial piety".
She turned her head and looked at the dark village road again. Thinking of the ghostly old grave, she really didn't want to walk there again, so she gritted her teeth and took out three hundred. After thinking about it, she took back another hundred.
Anyway, let’s talk about it at dawn.
Bai Zhou didn't know how to play mahjong, so he sat in the courtyard, eating melon seeds and dazed, surrounded by the heat, which made him feel safe.
Suddenly, Li's eldest son came over and said politely: "Little girl, you made the shroud. You must be familiar with it. Can you please come over and help the old woman get dressed?"
Bai Zhou asked: "The old lady is gone?"
" Not yet, aren't you afraid that it will be hard to wear when your body becomes stiff later?"
Bai Zhou was completely speechless, how much you want the old lady to die.
Although she complained in her heart, but in line with the principle of providing after-sales service, she followed Li's eldest son to the backyard.
Compared with the bustling front hall, the backyard was surprisingly quiet. The lights were on in the side room. As soon as he entered the door, Bai Zhou smelled a putrid smell.
It was the smell of being bedridden for a long time and having an aging body.
The old lady on the bed had her eyes closed tightly, her face was like gold paper, and there was a blood bar floating on her head, with only 1 point left.
Bai Zhou was stunned because there were words underneath the blood bar.
"The oil of Miao Jinhua is exhausted, and the longevity is only 1 hour, 16 minutes and 32 seconds."
Soon it jumped to 31 seconds, 30 seconds...
Bai Zhou was shocked, can he still see the countdown to longevity?
Then if she can't open the shroud shop, she can still tell people's fortunes.
But people who are about to die don’t need fortune telling, right?
"Xiao Xiu, this girl is from a shroud shop. I asked her to help you." Li's eldest son said.
Only then did Bai Zhou realize that there was a young girl in the room, a few years older than her, with red eyes and a haggard look on her face.
"Okay, uncle." Xiao Xiu wiped the corners of his eyes and squeezed out a smile.
Bai Zhou thought to himself that these were serious family members.
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