This time the floor numbers I saw were normal, we walked from the eighth floor to the first floor, there was no ghost hitting the wall scene I met before, I didn't understand what Mr. Bai Shi just told me, I was sure that I went downstairs, but why did he say that I stood on the eighth floor without moving, when I thought of this, my heartbeat began to accelerate, at this time I felt that my chest was stuffy and even breathing became difficult.

There is a red paper coffin at the door of the first floor, as long as I put the female corpse on my back into the red paper coffin, my task for today will be completed, and the four thousand yuan will be all in hand.

I walked to the red paper coffin, the staff of the funeral home helped me to help the female corpse down and prepare to put it in the paper coffin, at this time everyone found that the two arms of the female corpse were tightly wrapped around my neck, no matter how hard everyone tried, the female corpse just didn't let go, everyone we were present was frightened, and I was even more frightened.

Half an hour passed, the female corpse was still on my back and did not come down, and finally I had no choice but to carry the female corpse on my back to the hearse, when I left the building, Ms. Wang covered her daughter's body with a red cloth as if it was used to shade the sun, I am now really a head two big, the right side of the female corpse is tightly attached to my left cheek, the more I tilt to the right, the more her face leans to the left, if it is not for her to breathe now, I really think she is playing dead to tease me.

"Hehe" Just as I was thinking about when I would be able to get to the funeral home, I heard a young girl's silver bell-like laughter in my ears, and at this moment my legs and feet were weak and I no longer listened to my own call, my breathing became more and more rapid, and at the same time I had a thick layer of goosebumps on my body.

After arriving at the crematorium, Mr. Bai Shi opened the car door, and I walked to the farewell hall of the funeral home with the support of Mr. Bai Shi and the funeral home staff, Ms. Wang followed me closely to the left side while crying while looking at my daughter on the back, Ms. Wang cried very sadly, I can feel her sadness, after the body farewell ceremony, the next is cremation, the most unbearable is the process of cremation.

The farewell hall of the funeral home is very large, at least more than 200 square meters, there is a crystal coffin in the middle of the farewell hall, there are yellow and white plastic chrysanthemums around the crystal coffin, there are eight painting circles on the left and right sides of the hall, the wall in front of the crystal coffin is hung with a black yarn, there is an electronic scrolling screen under the yarn, which says "Mourn Miss Xia Wanting" There is a black and white photo of Ms. Wang's daughter hanging in the middle of the screen, I know that Ms. Wang's daughter is called Xia Wanting.

I carried the body of Ms. Wang's daughter to the crystal coffin in the farewell hall and stopped, and the staff of the funeral home stepped forward to help me get Xia Wanting's body into the crystal coffin, but no matter how hard they tried, Xia Wanting's two hands wrapped tightly around my neck, and the tighter and tighter it became, at this time I felt that it became more and more difficult to breathe, and my face changed from white to purple, and I could die at any time.

"Or I'll come" At this time, an old man in his fifties wore a green robe and walked up to me and said to the staff, this old man had long hair tied up, his eyes were not big, the two eyebrows on the eyes were connected together, his nose was a little red and swollen and belonged to that particularly serious rosacea, with a mustache on the top of his mouth, and a long goat's beard under his mouth, this old man's figure was a little thin, and his height looked like about 1.73 meters.

"Then thank you, old Jiang," the staff of the funeral home said with a deep bow when they saw the old man.

"Girl, since you are gone, there is nothing to be nostalgic for in this world, as the so-called dust returns to dust, let go of all kinds of thoughts, okay" After Jiang Lao finished speaking, he bit his index finger and squeezed out a drop of blood, and gently tapped it on Xia Wanting's forehead.

At this time, a strange scene happened, Xia Wanting was lightly nodded by the old Jiang man, her arm around my neck immediately loosened, I first gasped, and then I took this opportunity to quickly put Xia Wanting in the crystal coffin behind me, I was afraid that this corpse would be entangled with me again, at this time my back had already been soaked with sweat from my body, and the female corpse I carried at seven o'clock in the morning is now nine o'clock, and I have been carrying him for more than two hours.

The old Jiang glanced at the female corpse lying in the crystal coffin, then looked at me again, shook his head and sighed and walked out, while I looked at the back of the old Jiang with a curious look until he went out.

The weather at the end of August was still very hot, but standing in the farewell hall of this funeral home, I felt that the temperature of this room was very cold, looking at Xia Wanting lying in the coffin in front of me, I couldn't help but shudder, because I found that she seemed to be smiling at me, I now want to go up to Ms. Wang to ask for the remaining 2,000 yuan and leave quickly, I really don't want to stay in this place for a moment, but seeing Ms. Wang standing in front of her daughter crying dead and alive, I am not embarrassed to come forward to ask, or wait.

In the farewell hall, except for the two staff members, that is, me, Ms. Wang, and Mr. Bai Shi, the three of us stood side by side in front of the crystal coffin, and no one else came to say goodbye to this young and beautiful girl.

"Ms. Wang, can we start now?" The staff of the funeral home asked Ms. Wang.

"Well, let's get started," Ms. Wang nodded to the staff and cried.

"Distinguished guests, relatives and friends, it is with great sadness that we are here today to mourn Miss Xia Wanting...... Please stand solemnly, play mourning music, and bow silently to the portrait of Miss Xia Wanting, one bow, two bows, three bows....." When the staff finished the memorial speech, after we bowed three times, the staff carried Xia Wanting's body into the red paper coffin and pushed it towards the cremation room.

"Daughter, my poor daughter" Ms. Wang shouted at her daughter's body and fainted as soon as her eyes closed, I hurriedly stepped forward to support Ms. Wang, looking at Ms. Wang's heartbroken appearance, I was also a little reluctant in my heart.

When Ms. Wang woke up, the staff of the funeral home had put her daughter's urn in front of her, Ms. Wang held the urn with her trembling hands and cried, at this time I wanted to go forward and persuade her, but I was stupid and didn't know how to persuade me, I could only stand quietly and watch this Ms. Wang cry.

"Ms. Wang, it's not too early, we should go back, there are other things to do next," Mr. Bai Shi walked to Ms. Wang's side and whispered to Ms. Wang.

"Well, let's go" Ms. Wang nodded and stood up from the chair, holding her daughter's ashes tightly with both hands and walked outside the funeral home, Mr. Bai Shi and I followed behind Ms. Wang, I always wanted to ask Ms. Wang for the two thousand yuan, but I didn't know how to open my mouth, I thought to myself that if this Ms. Wang gave me the two thousand yuan, I would take it, if I didn't give it to me, anyway, she gave me a big red envelope before, and there was one thousand eight thousand in it, I can't be too greedy, I am content now.

When we came, I was in a hearse with Mr. Bai Shi, and Ms. Wang was driving her red Toyota Camry to the funeral home, Ms. Wang opened the car door and gently put his daughter's urn on the passenger seat, and I sat in the back seat with Mr. Bai Shi.

Ms. Wang drove to a temple near the funeral home, and Ms. Wang wanted to prepare to enshrine her daughter's ashes in the temple first, so that her daughter could enjoy the incense offered by the temple for seven months, and then be buried on the Qingming Festival next year.

The temple that Ms. Wang wants to go to is located in the shade of green trees, built in the Tang Dynasty, flourished in the Ming and Qing dynasties, integrates Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, brings together the style of architectural art in the north and south of China, is one of the largest and most well-preserved ancient buildings in Northeast China, and is classified as a provincial cultural relics protection unit. The upper and lower temples of the ancient building complex are in place according to the mountain, the layout is ingenious, the beams and pillars are carved in the building complex, and the mural calligraphy truly reflects the exquisite architectural art and profound cultural heritage of the ancients. The two ancient ginkgo trees in the temple have a history of more than 1,300 years. The holy water palace is located behind the pavilion of the upper temple, the ancient cave here is deep, the stone crack reaches the sky, the spring water is clear and sweet, the four seasons are endless, it is very peculiar. The Tianhou Temple of the lower temple is the largest Mazu temple in the northeast region, and there is a plaque of "Yongqing Anlan" inscribed by Zuo Zongtang, the military minister of the Qing Dynasty and the governor of Liangjiang, for the Temple of Our Lady of Tianhou. Every temple fair, in front of the Mazu Temple, there are crowds of people, incense is continuous, countless good men and women worship the statue of the sea god Niangniang, begging for peace.

Not long ago, the famous artist Huang Xiaoming came all the way to this temple before marriage, and it is said that he prayed for his daughter-in-law Angelababy.

"Liu Shou, can you take out my daughter's ashes?" Ms. Wang drove the car into the courtyard of the temple and said to me heavily, I didn't say anything but nodded, I got out of the back seat and opened the co-pilot's door and carefully took out Ms. Wang's daughter's ashes.

The urn containing Xia Wanting's ashes is about 30 centimeters long, 20 centimeters wide, and more than 30 centimeters high.

Ms. Wang and Mr. Bai Shi walked in the front, and I was holding the urn behind the two of them, the more I walked forward, the heavier the urn in my hand became, I walked out about no more than 100 steps, the weight of the urn in my hand gradually increased, about 50 catties, I once again had a sense of fear in my heart, at this time my face was pale, sweat slipped down from my forehead drop by drop, my hands were sore, and I had to throw the urn in my hand on the ground at any time.