I Can Rewind Chapter 365: With ulterior motives

Huaying District is different from the customs of Tianmeng District. There is no funeral parlor here, only a crematorium.

After a person dies, the body is kept at home for two days. Guests and friends come to express their condolences, and then send it to the crematorium, and the cremated ashes are sent home for storage.

Of course, there are exceptions.

After some dignitaries died, some of their bodies were not sent to be incinerated. There is no mandatory regulation in Huaying District. Some even buried their bodies directly in the manor.

It is a way of expressing mourning for a loved one, indicating that even after death, other family members will also live with this person.

But that was before, since the weird outbreak, this kind of behavior is tantamount to death.

It would be best if the corpse didn't turn weird, but if it turned weird, and it was a brainless and fierce one, it would be very dangerous to the family, and it might be possible to sing coolly together.

This is already the second day since Wan Shouguang's son Wan Cong's body was parked at home. After today's guests express their condolences, a small farewell ceremony will be held, and Wan Cong's body will be sent to the incineration site.

The transport vehicle of the incineration site had already parked at the intersection of the main street, and the staff in black uniforms were making preparations for the transport beside the vehicle.

Beside the transport vehicle, there is also a spirit remover who is following the vehicle.

This spirit remover is only a two-star, he knows that the accident happened this time is the son of Wan Shouguang, the production master of the famous spirit remover organization in Huaying District, so he is ready, now this place is full of spirit removers People come to condolence preparations.

Despite the psychological preparation, the battle at this moment still shocked the two-star spirit remover.

He knows many colleagues here, but he usually stays on duty at the incineration site, and rarely meets so many people.

He was still greeting these colleagues just now, but soon he returned to the transport vehicle, because not only four-star spirit removers appeared one after another, but also several five-star spirit removers who were very famous in his impression. All present.

Not only that, these five-star spirit removers seem to be very concerned about a young, tall and thin man, chatting with this man intentionally or unintentionally, making others look at him with admiration.

It's just that no one knows who he is, except Wan Shouguang.

It was only after seeing Wan Shouguang that the young, tall and thin man took the initiative to say a few words. Wan Shouguang was depressed, and after replying a few words, he sat there alone mourning.

It is inconvenient for others to disturb him all the time, so they just stand nearby.

It can be said that at this moment, this place is probably the safest area in the entire Huaying Metropolis.

The number of spirit removers is more than that of weirdness.

Soon everyone lined up in several rows and stood on the flat ground outside the villa. The white coffin containing Wan Cong's body was carried out, and the farewell ceremony began.

The whole ceremony did not take long, about fifteen minutes, and the procedure was completed.

Wan Shouguang was already crying bitterly at this moment. Although he didn't howl loudly, he was obviously exhausted because of the grief, so someone had to support him.

His wife Liu Jialan did the same, but she cried even more sadly, to the point of heartbreaking.

The scene was mournful and silent.

Not long after, the farewell ceremony was over, and the white coffin was carried to the direction of the incineration truck that was already waiting by the roadside.

At this moment, Wan Shouguang, who was supported by someone, gradually straightened his body, pushed the people around him away, and waved to a five-star spirit remover named Yang.

The five-star dementor surnamed Yang walked up quickly without saying a word, and stretched out his hand to support Wan Shouguang.

Actually, they are about the same age, but Wan Shouguang is usually amiable, even the five-star exorcist respects him very much.

After the five-star spirit remover helped him, Wan Shouguang leaned into the remover's ear and said in a low voice, "Lao Yang, help me! I don't want my son to be separated from me and Jialan forever. I don’t want to incinerate my son, this land is mine. You go find someone, after everyone leaves, send my son’s body back, and I will bury him here.”

The exorcist surnamed Yang was startled, looked at him and said, "There is a rule in the headquarters that exorcists and their relatives must be incinerated after death. Will you do this... okay?"

"I've already made up my mind. The person I trust the most here is you. Please help me." Wan Shouguang said in an almost pleading tone.

The spirit remover surnamed Yang hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but nodded: "I can help you, but if the body is not incinerated, there is a certain chance that he will turn into a weird one in the current period of alienation of the world. The old couple may be dangerous, and you are not a spirit remover."

"No." Wan Shouguang said: "It's not such a coincidence, and I don't want my son to become weird. As long as he can be with us completely, we will be satisfied."

"Alas!" Yang's exorcist sighed, "How about this, after I get the body back for burial, I'll give you a magnetic field to seal, so that Wan Cong can't become weird."

Wan Shouguang held the hand of the man surnamed Yang with both hands, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Lao Yang!"

"You go back to the house to rest first, and I'll take care of the rest." The spirit remover Yang nodded and followed the white coffin that was being carried to the front of the car.

…

After coming out of the bookstore, Yan Junze was a little absent-minded because he couldn't get in touch with Wan Shouguang.

On the way back to the hotel, he took out his mobile phone and made another call, but it was still turned off as prompted.

If you can't meet the production master Wan Shouguang in Huaying District this time, for Yan Junze, there is no need for this trip. Well, except for that turquoise that dropped by on the plane.

"What, are you looking for someone?" Di Zhiwen noticed that Yan Junze was absent-minded and was looking at his phone all the time, so he asked.

Yan Junze nodded: "It just so happens that I am here this time, and I am going to find an acquaintance, who knows that the other party's phone has been turned off."

Di Zhiwen said: "It's okay, we still have a week here, call a few more times. If it doesn't work, look for other ways to contact us."

After returning to the hotel, Di Zhiwen went to take a shower, and Yan Junze got through to Zhang Xiaomo, asking her to ask the teacher in Huaying District if Wan Shouguang is still working on a critical project, and how long it will take to come out .

Zhang Xiaomo replied quickly, and the news he brought surprised him.

"What? Wan Shouguang's son was hit by a car?" Yan Junze asked in surprise.

"Well, he died just the day before the end of his project." Zhang Xiaomo said: "So after Teacher Wan came out, the phone has not been turned on. Maybe the whole person is in great grief and doesn't want to contact the outside world."

"So that's how it is." Yan Junze nodded, "You send me his address. If I have a chance, I'll visit him there."

At this time, Yan Junze knew that the chances of getting Wan Shouguang to help build the Black Spirit Umbrella were almost zero.

People don't want to contact the outside world anymore. If I ask him for help at this juncture, I will definitely be rejected.

It's better to change your identity, visit and comfort, and then send some gifts over. During this period, if you don't make any requests, you may leave a good impression on Wan Shouguang.

As for building the Black Spirit Umbrella, if it can't be realized in the short term, the only way to do it is to go to the Huaying District a few more times in the future.

This guy is an authority in this area, and he must be taken down, otherwise, if the Black Spirit Umbrella imagined by Yan Junze is made by another person, the effect will definitely be greatly reduced, and it is a question of whether it can exert half of its power.

Thinking of this, he greeted Di Zhiwen at the door of the bathroom, and then ran down the street to buy gifts.

…

Night falls.

The original normal plan was that Wan Cong's body would be incinerated that night after it was sent to the crematorium, and the ashes would be transported back the next day for a good burial.

Because the land around here belongs to Wan Shouguang, he was going to be buried on this land at that time.

There is a raised earth bag nearby, with a small stream on the side and a dense grove in the back. Mr. Feng Shui once looked at it and said that it is a treasure land.

Originally, Wan Shouguang planned to bury himself here after his death, but now that his son took a step ahead, good luck tricked others, so this place was vacated for his son.

Yang Yimang, a five-star exorcist, had called Wan Shouguang just now. The matter at the incineration site had been settled, and another car was found to transport Wan Cong's body, and he was on his way back now.

The burial site here has already been dug, and the tombstone has also been brought over. Wan Shouguang hired eight temporary workers. The burial ceremony was originally planned for tomorrow. It was changed to night.

The people who came to attend the funeral ceremony were all the closest people of the Wan family, except for a few immediate family members, the only outsider was Yang Yimang.

The temporary workers invited are all foreigners, so they don't care about such things. These people don't know that doing so violates the rules of the spirit eliminators, and they don't even know who Wan Shouguang is , I only know that Huaying District does not have to be cremated to be buried.

As for the burial in the evening, it is indeed a bit strange, but Wan Shouguang paid them very generously, and for the sake of money, no one would care about it any more.

The work in front of the tomb was all ready. Not long after, a black extended van drove up from a distance. After turning in from the avenue, the lights were turned off, but it still drove to the front of the tomb before stopping.

Yang Yimang got down from the passenger seat, Wan Shouguang immediately asked someone to open the door at the back of the car, and several people worked together to lift the white coffin out steadily.

Wan Shouguang and his wife Liu Jialan were so sad that they lay on the coffin and wept. After crying for a while, they were helped up by their relatives. They opened the coffin lid to take a last look at their son, and then the coffin was buried in the ground.

After sprinkling rice, ordering wine, etc., Wan Shouguang staggered over with the support of others, bent down and stretched out his hands, took a handful of soil and sprinkled it on the coffin lid.

Yang Yimang also walked over, holding four diamond-shaped black objects in his hand, and inadvertently threw the four black objects near the four corners of the coffin.

Then walked to Wan Shouguang and stood still, and said to the others: "It's ok, let's cover it."

Soon an arch-shaped bag of soil was erected. After a little repair, everyone packed up their things and gradually dispersed after receiving their rewards.

In Huaying District, as a new tomb, it is not advisable to repair it to the best for the first time, but to repair it every once in a while, carve it carefully, and gradually improve it.

At this time, the relatives of the Wan family also helped Liu Jialan walk back towards the villa, only Wan Shouguang and Yang Yimang were left standing there.

After everyone left, Yang Yimang said: "Although there is a certain chance that Congcong will become weird, it is not absolute. I will seal the magnetic field of this tomb now. In this case, The chance of him becoming weird is zero. You don’t have to worry.”

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Lao Yang." Wan Shouguang stared blankly at the grave.

Yang Yimang didn't wear a magnetic knife on his body. As a five-star spirit remover, he no longer used a magnetic knife for assistance. Like Guo Youliang, who was also a five-star spirit remover, this type of person mastered extreme techniques.

The polar technique is also called the magnetic pole technique, which is the application of some pole techniques by using the special manipulation of the magnetic force of the body.

This kind of extreme method is unimaginable for ordinary people, just like the magic method of the fairy family.

Yang Yimang walked to the front of the tomb, gently wiped his right hand on his waist, and then stretched his hands on his chest. An extremely thin pale white silk thread appeared out of thin air, forming a trapezoidal pattern, and emitting electricity like the buzzing sound.

Send your hands forward, and the trapezium floats over the tomb.

Wan Shouguang turned his head and looked around, but found no one around. Those relatives and temporary workers were sure to have left.

The trapezoid suddenly enlarged, encompassing the entire tomb, and then fell down, disappearing into the soil.

However, although invisible to the naked eye, Yang Yimang can still clearly feel that his magnetic force penetrated into the soil and combined with the magnetic spinners placed around the four corners of the coffin just now, forming a magnetic circle around the four corners of the coffin. A stable magnetic repulsion force.

Suffice it to say, as long as the magnetic spin holders are not damaged or removed, the area will be very stable and safe.

Moreover, once the repulsive force of the magnetic field forms a fixed area, it is not possible for ordinary people to take away the magnetic spin holder if they want to. Because the strong magnetic force will attract each other, even if you use a heavy truck to try to separate them, it may not be effective.

"All right."

After finishing all this, Yang Yimang walked up to Wan Shouguang, stretched out his hand to support him, and said, "Brother, let's go home, you are tired too."

Wan Shouguang didn't say anything, and followed Yang Yimang, turned around and walked towards the villa.

After walking for a certain distance, he couldn't help but look back at his son's tomb again. Tears filled his eyes again, and he wiped them away with his hand, without saying a word.

The tomb behind him is located in this area alone. Not only the tomb was left here, but also the endless thoughts of Wan Shouguang and his wife Liu Jialan, and what was taken away was deep into the Pain in the marrow.

Back at home, several relatives had already left first, while the rest of the relatives carried Liu Jialan up to the second floor, and they might have to explain her.

Wan Shouguang sat blankly on the sofa in a daze, and one of his nephews immediately poured hot tea for Yang Yimang who came back with him.

Yang Yimang frowned, took a sip of tea, and stared at the silent Wan Shouguang.

After a while, he broke the silence, chatted with the other party, and then told Wan Shouguang to rest quickly, while Yang Yimang got up and left.

Not long after, the relatives who comforted Liu Jialan on the second floor also left one after another.

Wan Shouguang sat on the sofa from the beginning to the end and didn't get up. When everyone left, he just sat there and nodded.

When the whole villa became quiet little by little, and no talking or noise could be heard anymore, Wan Shouguang's slack gaze gradually focused.

Standing up, he turned his head to look around, and then he walked to the master bedroom on the second floor.

Go upstairs and enter the bedroom~IndoMTL.com~ At this time, Liu Jialan has fallen asleep in a daze, but there are still tears in the corners of her eyes.

Wan Shouguang stood at the door of the bedroom without closing the door. The light from the courtyard outside the window cast in, stretching the shadow outside his door very long, like a silent ghost.

About five minutes later, Wan Shouguang moved to the side where his wife was lying, and squatted down to look at her with her eyes closed.

It seems that because of some kind of induction, Liu Jialan was not completely asleep, her eyelids were stretched, and she slowly opened, and then she saw Wan Shouguang crouching in front of her, which made her shiver with fright.

"Shouguang, why don't you rest? What are you doing?"

Wan Shouguang lay on the edge of the bed, approached her, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk, listen to me."

"Say...what?" Liu Jialan raised her head in surprise.

"I have a way to resurrect our son."