I frowned and looked up in the direction of the main entrance; the gloomy aura was coming in from outside.
Strangely, I didn't see anything, but I felt the room becoming increasingly eerie.
I stood up, intending to go outside and take a look, and just then, I heard the sound of a motorcycle.
Ma Dajun had obviously heard the motorcycle noise as well. He stood up with a suspicious look and walked towards the door.
Just then, a motorcycle suddenly pulled up and stopped in front of Ma Dajun's door.
Ma Dajun's expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed in surprise, "This...this...isn't this my motorcycle? Who rode it here?"
I glanced at Ma Dajun, then at the motorcycle. It seemed Ma Dajun hadn't seen it. The person riding the motorcycle was none other than Ma Jiabao, who had died seven days earlier.
Ma Jiabao looked quite frightening; half of his forehead was rotten, his face was covered in black scabs, and his eyes were white. He got off the motorcycle and was walking step by step toward Ma Dajun's house.
"Uncle Ma, it's Jiabao." I patted Ma Dajun on the shoulder and said casually.
"What?" Ma Dajun's eyes darted around the doorway as he asked in surprise, "Changming, why can't I see him?"
"Where is my son? Has my son come back?" Just then, Pang Meilian also came to the door, looking outside, her voice choked with sobs.
Ma Jiabao approached Ma Dajun and his wife, and stretched out his arms to hug them, but his hands passed right through them as soon as they touched them.
Ma Jiabao rushed into the hall, his terrifying face showing a hint of bewilderment. However, when he saw the offerings on the ground, he immediately squatted down and enjoyed the smell of the incense and offerings.
"Auntie, Jiabao is at the memorial tablet now," I said softly. At that moment, the flame of the egg-shaped lamp that was burning had turned a ghostly blue.
"Jiabao, Jiabao, where are you?" Pang Meilian rushed back to Ma Jiabao's memorial tablet and cried out in a shrill voice.
"Changming, can you see Jiabao?" Ma Dajun asked, his face streaked with tears and his voice choked with sobs.
"Mm." I nodded gently.
"How did you do that?" Ma Dajun asked expectantly, wiping away his tears.
"Uncle Ma, Jiabao looks terrifying right now, I..." I was afraid that Jiabao's appearance would frighten Ma Dajun and his wife, so I hesitated for a moment and still didn't take out the manifestation talisman.
"Changming, please, let us see Jiabao. No matter what he becomes, he's still my child." Ma Dajun pleaded, then bent down to kneel before me.
I quickly reached out to support Ma Dajun and said, "Uncle Ma, please don't do this. I promise you."
I went to the memorial tablet, took out a talisman, and stuck it on Ma Jiabao's back with a flick of my wrist.
"Jiabao, my child!" Pang Meilian shouted and lunged at Ma Jiabao.
I reacted quickly and grabbed Pang Meilian, saying urgently, "Auntie, don't go over there."
"Let me go, I want to be with my son," Pang Meilian cried, trying to shake off my hand.
"Uncle Ma, quickly stop Auntie, otherwise letting her touch Jiabao will shorten her lifespan!" I shouted hurriedly.
"Old woman, listen to Changming," Ma Dajun said in a trembling voice, pulling Pang Meilian into his arms.
At this moment, Ma Jiabao also stood up and walked towards Ma Dajun and his wife, asking in a clear voice, "Mom and Dad, how are you?"
"Jiabao, stop right there!" I said hurriedly. "You are now separated from your parents by death. If you come into contact with them, it will shorten their lifespan."
Upon hearing this, Ma Jiabao stopped and stood there looking at Ma Dajun and his wife.
"Jiabao, how did you become like this?" Pang Meilian struggled to rush over, crying out in a shrill voice.
“I…” Ma Jiabao hesitated for a moment before saying, “Mom and Dad, I’m so sorry. I accidentally fell off my motorcycle at the intersection.”
"My son, how could you leave us like this?" Pang Meilian covered her face and cried bitterly. If Ma Dajun hadn't been supporting her, she might have collapsed to the ground, completely powerless.
“Jiabao…” Ma Dajun called out, his voice choked with sobs, his face covered in tears.
"Dad, please take good care of Mom. I'm so sorry."
I walked over and said softly, "Jiabao, say goodbye to your parents properly. I have something to tell you later."
Judging from Ma Jiabao's hesitation just now, I guessed that things might not be as Ma Jiabao said, but since Ma Dajun and his wife were present, I couldn't ask them anything.
"Changming, thank you." Ma Jiabao nodded to me.
"You guys chat first, I'm going out for a walk. Remember, don't get too close together," I said, then turned and left.
I went outside to the roadside, took out a cigarette, lit it, and quietly smoked it.
Ma Jiabao's death may not have been an accident. I suspect it might really be related to the woman in red at the intersection, because I've seen Ma Jiabao loitering around the traffic lights more than once.
After finishing one cigarette, I lit another one. At that moment, I felt very depressed.
About half an hour later, I returned to Ma Dajun's house.
At this moment, Ma Jiabao was sitting opposite Ma Dajun and his wife. Ma Dajun and his wife were not afraid because of Ma Jiabao's terrifying appearance.
"Jiabao, I have something I want to talk to you about. Come out with me for a moment."
After I finished speaking, I said to Mr. and Mrs. Ma, "Uncle Ma, Aunt Ma, Jiabao can't stay here any longer, otherwise it will affect his reincarnation."
Actually, I said that on purpose: "If Ma Jiabao stays in the mortal world for a long time, it will indeed have a serious impact on Ma Dajun and his wife."
Ma Dajun nodded to me and said, "Changming, could you send Jiabao to be reincarnated?"
"Yes." I glanced at Ma Jiabao, then turned and walked towards the door.
I went to a secluded spot by the roadside, and Ma Jiabao followed me out.
"Jiabao, let me ask you, is there something that's hurting you?" I asked Ma Jiabao with a serious expression.
“Brother Changming, no.” Ma Jiabao replied.
I pulled out an annihilation talisman and waved it in front of Ma Jiabao, saying seriously, "I hope you will tell me the truth."
Ma Jiabao took a few steps back, looking at me with a horrified expression, and said, "Brother Changming, you..."
"Just as you thought, I am a very powerful mage." I nodded and said seriously.
"Brother Changming, that fierce woman in red is very powerful. Don't go looking for her."
"Is your death really related to that woman in red?" I asked, frowning.
“Yes, she was also responsible for my sister’s death. I used to feed her things when I was alive, trying to find an opportunity to kill her, but the talismans I bought at the Great Emperor Temple didn’t work. In the end, I died at her hands,” Ma Jiabao said slowly.
"Changming, I hope you won't go looking for her. She's really powerful."
"I understand. Okay, let's go back."
We went back to Ma Dajun's house together. After obtaining the consent of Ma Dajun, his wife, and Ma Jiabao, I recited a mantra for his rebirth and sent him away to be reincarnated.
After I finished, I said goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Ma, and rode away on my electric bike. My heart was filled with rage. That woman in red, I wondered how many people she had harmed. If I saw her tonight, I would definitely kill her.
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