Chapter 43
As the sky darkened, I heard a bustle outside the coffin, even the sound of gongs and drums. I was pulled out of the coffin by the man, and then I saw a stage set up not far ahead. Both the stage and the seats below were decorated with red cloth.
The man stood up the coffin and tied me to it with a red cloth. Then the two brothers carried me to the side of the stage.
I didn't know what they were going to do, so I could only watch them do whatever they wanted. They carried me here and left. I observed the people here, and a chill ran down my spine.
I noticed that the dozen or so men in front of me all looked similar to the two brothers. If they were twins or triplets, I could believe it, but there couldn't be more than ten.
As night fell, amidst the clamor of gongs and drums, a very old woman emerged, supported by two people. I couldn't tell who was who anymore; they looked so alike.
The two men helped the old woman to the main seat, and then the rest of the people sat on the chairs and looked at me together.
It felt very strange to be stared at by so many identical people.
Then two women walked out from the stage. One of them said, "Today is Mom's birthday. We, as her children, would like to express our filial piety. We hope Mom will like it."
The mother she was referring to should be the old woman. At this moment, she showed a satisfied smile and looked at the two women on the stage.
The two women began to sing on the stage, but their voices were a bit shrill and not pleasant to the ear, but the men in the audience cheered and even applauded.
The mother looked at me from time to time and cheered for the woman on the stage.
The play lasted for over an hour. When it stopped, the woman who had just spoken continued, "Today, I want to thank you, brother, for finding such a high-quality birthday gift for mom. Let me, on behalf of my brothers and sisters, offer you a glass of wine."
After she finished speaking, another woman came out from the backstage, holding a glass of wine and brought it to her.
A man stood up from the audience. He must be the one who arrested me. Everyone toasted him with a glass of wine.
At this time, the mother also stood up and said, "This time you really put your heart into it."
Hearing her praise, the man's face was excited, but somehow, he suddenly started to burn from the soles of his feet. The flames scared away the people around him. They watched the man being burned by the fire, and some paper ashes fell from the air.
"Brother, why are you so excited? You've wasted all the blessings you've accumulated over the years." said the woman on the stage.
A person died in such a strange way, but they didn't react at all.
I was horrified and wondered what kind of village I was in.
After the opera, they began to eat and drink. Suckling pig, wine, cakes, and all kinds of dishes were placed on the table. The mother watched her children eat with great enjoyment, her face always smiling.
Their birthday banquet lasted until midnight, when the two women who had been performing on stage removed their makeup and walked towards me. As they approached me, I noticed that they looked very similar.
They untied the ropes on my hands and feet, and then untied the red cloth that bound me. Everyone was looking at me, and I felt like I was under a spell. Although my mind was clear, my body was at their mercy.
I was brought to the mother, who stroked my face, smiled even more, and said, "Okay, okay."
Then I followed her to the two coffins that I saw when I came here.
Her body floated lightly into the coffin. They lifted me up again and I tried to escape, but my body refused to obey them and I was put into another coffin.
Two women dressed me in a shroud and placed a lamp at my head and feet.
Then everything went dark and they closed the coffin lid.
The sound of gongs and drums outside was even louder.
I suddenly floated in the air.
Under my feet is my body.
Am I dead?
I was in a daze and lost the ability to think.
My mother's spirit appeared beside me. She floated over my coffin, and I saw the two lights above and below me flickering violently. Then I saw her spirit align with my body and slowly lie down.
My consciousness was becoming increasingly hazy, and I was almost losing my soul.
A lot of past fragments flashed through my mind. I was caught from the alley, encountered Wu Lianyong's corpse on the road, went to Hong Kong with Zhang Song Erma, went to Eshan with Mao Jianming and Zhang Song, met the female ghost in red, met Zhang Song and Mao Jianming, went down Longhu Mountain for the first time, and opened a bakery in YT City.
It is said that when people die, they will slowly recall their lives. I am in this state now.
But then, some strange yet familiar memories appeared in my mind.
The big tree in the yard of my hometown, my grandfather's smiling face as he fanned himself with a palm-leaf fan. Maomao, the first one to play with me, was so timid. And the silly Zhang Song, how could he have joined the army?
Suddenly, there was a "sizzling" sound from the coffin under my feet, accompanied by a scream.
Black flames surged from my body. The mother's soul was burned to half her body. She jumped out of my body and slapped the flames, but she couldn't put them out.
My soul was drawn into my body, I was in darkness, and past memories flashed before my eyes like flowing water.
My name is Guimei.
When he and Liu Danchen were fighting against the evil god, they were punished by heaven. At the last moment, the old Taoist priest Zhang Jingzhi, Zhang Pingyin and the two brothers Master Zhang arrived in time and eliminated the evil god.
I fell into a coma, and when I woke up, I had lost all my magical powers.
But because I have a very yin body, I am naturally prone to attracting evil spirits. Unless I stay in a sacred place like the Tianshi Mansion for my entire life, my life will be in danger if I attract evil spirits.
After much consideration, I still choose freedom, but the price of freedom is the loss of memory.
For my safety, Master Zhang and his brother sealed my memory and used the method of covering the sky and blocking the sun in the Tianshi Mansion to bless me day and night for a year. Only then did they completely cover up my extremely yin body and let me go down the mountain without worry.
Maybe this is God's will. At the critical moment just now, huge potential burst out from my body, and the black energy spread like wildfire, instantly igniting my whole body.
It turned out that the black energy in my body, which had been punished by God, had not completely disappeared. Instead, it had entered a dormant state because it was too weak.
I opened my eyes and extended my index finger. A ray of extremely black flame was dancing at my fingertips.
It seemed to be jumping for joy.
After the trials of life and death, it has been reborn and become even more intense.
"Long time no see, old friend."
It danced even more happily at my fingertips, and I could even feel its joy.
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