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Chapter 4 [Dream?]

Chapter 4 [Dream?]

Funeral day three, night.

Funerals in rural areas are very complicated to organize, especially those from the village, who will come to help.

The funeral was lively during the day, but people had dispersed by the evening.

The villagers helped to build the mourning hall tent and other things, and the village chief also helped to hire the funeral singing team and the chef for the banquet - otherwise, how would Chen Yan, a 22-year-old young man, understand all these things?
During these three days, Chen Yan didn't cry much.

First of all, when people are extremely sad, they don’t feel like crying anymore.

In fact, it is just that the emotions are blocked. You have to wait until after the event and slowly react before you can cry freely.

Secondly... For the past three days, I have been busy kowtowing. Whenever a guest comes, the filial sons and grandsons will kowtow with him.

In the old Chen family, there is only Chen Yan, and the old lady doesn’t even have any relatives.

In the huge mourning hall, Chen Yan was the only one dressed in mourning.

I don't know how many times I kowtowed in the past three days, and my head is dizzy.

Kneeling in front of the mourning hall to keep vigil that night, Chen Yan still felt like he was dreaming.

Looking at the coffin in the mourning hall, the old lady was lying inside.

And... the room was filled with elegiac couplets and wreaths.

Well, on the largest wreath at the door, it is written: Eternal fame.

The signature is: West Lake Pony.

When Boss Ma came to pay his respects, he was still very low-key, but he seemed a little regretful when he left. He held Chen Yan's hand and talked a lot, and handed him a business card before leaving, which was said to be his personal phone number.

But after asking around, I heard that Chen Yan had not learned the old lady's skills. He was just a clear-headed and stupid college graduate, a recent one at that.

Chen Yan actually felt that Boss Ma's attitude had become much more distant.

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All the experiences of the past few days kept flashing before his eyes like a movie, and Chen Yan felt a little tired.

In fact, he hadn't slept for two days.

It was already midnight, just past twelve o'clock. Chen Yan knelt on the mat in the mourning hall, his body feeling a little weak.

He had hardly eaten anything in the past two days. The only thing he ate was the plate of stir-fried edamame and pork that the old lady left behind when she died.

Well, not a single edamame was wasted, he ate them all.

He didn't eat anything for the next two days.

Actually, I just feel so stuffy inside that I don’t feel hungry.

At this moment, I was kneeling on the cushion in the mourning hall, and my eyes were a little dizzy.

At this moment, suddenly, a cold wind blew over, and Chen Yan shuddered.

I looked up at the main door; it was closed.

Where does this wind come from?
Just as this thought flashed through my mind, suddenly, the main door of the hall opened silently...

A ball of cold air rushed into the room!

In the middle of the night, the door opened by itself, and a cold wind blew...

Still in the mourning hall!
You say it's scary?

Chen Yan swallowed hard, trying to remain calm. He wanted to get up and take a look, and close the door by the way.

But the next second, his composure was suddenly shattered by the scene before him!
In the yard outside the main hall...

Suddenly, in that empty place, two figures appeared from nowhere and landed in the yard.

Then he floated to the door!

Yes, it really just floated in! I couldn't really see where the legs were.

The one on the left has a black crown, black robe and black face; the one on the right has a white crown, white robe and white face.

Chen Yan is stupid!!

Black, white...

I didn’t pee myself out of fear on the spot, thanks to the fact that I didn’t drink much water today!

Chen Yan felt his legs go weak and he couldn't even stand up, so he leaned against the wall behind him!
My mouth opened, but no words came out.

Don't laugh at him for being timid.

In the middle of the night, in a funeral hall! This scene, this atmosphere, suddenly these two people appeared before me.

It’s your turn, you pee too!

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The two guys floated into the main room, and the surroundings suddenly became cold.

They raised their heads and stared at the tablet in front of the coffin in the mourning hall.

Chen Yan's throat constricted and his heart was pounding.

And then, suddenly, the two guys bent down in front of the tablet at the same time.

Bow to the ground!
Chen Yan was stunned.

This……

Such a great gift?

Suddenly, my throat was no longer tight and the tense muscles in my body relaxed.

"Both of you!"

Chen Yan finally managed to squeeze out a sound from his throat: "You, are you here to capture the soul of my old lady?"

Upon hearing this, the two guys turned around and looked at Chen Yan.

"What did you say, filial son and grandson?" the man in black spoke.

Chen Yan swallowed his saliva and mustered up his courage: "I say, are you here to arrest the soul of my old lady?"

The words were finally heard clearly, but surprisingly, the two guys suddenly shuddered in unison after hearing what Chen Yan said.

It was as if he had heard something extremely scary.

The man in white kept waving his hands: "Oh! I dare not! I dare not! How dare I say a word of [detention]!"

The man in black clothes next to him had a dark face, but he was trying hard to squeeze out a few smile lines.

The two guys looked at each other, and then looked at Chen Yan together, their tone was surprisingly polite:

"We're here to welcome the old man back to take up his new post." Chen Yan: "......?"

meet?

go back?

Take office? ?
Chen Yan suddenly felt that his brain was not enough.

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The next second, Chen Yan saw a transparent figure in the coffin, which passed through the coffin and slowly sat up. It was the old lady in his family!
Hypocritical... Ugh!
No, it's Yinrongwan...

Not right either.

It's lifelike!
Well, but when you look at people, it seems like they are translucent.

The old lady floated to the ground, and then...

The black and white ones suddenly bowed to the old lady, and the two famous ghost officials knelt on the ground together!
Wow! (Guo...)
This is quite a big gift!

Chen Yan was dumbfounded!
No, what kind of scene is this!

If you drag Yan Luo here, these two guys will only show such great courtesy, right?

Is the old lady really dead? Why does she feel more majestic in death than in life?

...Go back to take office?
A sad story turned into a happy one?!
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The old lady seemed to be looking at the two strange messengers for a few seconds before nodding, waving her hand, and floating out of the house.

Chen Yan stared at his old lady. He subconsciously stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to say something, but his mouth was dry and he couldn't utter a word.

At this time, the old lady suddenly turned around and smiled gently at Chen Yan.

Then, Chen Yan suddenly heard the old lady's voice in his ears.

The voice was vague and distant... well, it sounded like the voices of people in horror movies.

"My dear grandson, I told you not to be sad.

The old woman left something for you. Go to the well in our yard, ten steps south of the well mouth, and dig down and you will find it."

That was all the voice said, nothing else.

I watched as the old lady, accompanied by the black and white men, three figures floated out of the yard...

Then, I couldn't see anything.

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Chen Yan suddenly shook and woke up suddenly!

I leaned against the wall, and the mourning hall in the house was empty and the door was closed.

He stood up and pushed open the door of the main room. Outside the yard, the night was silent and the yard was empty. Where did that figure come from?
I touched my back again and found it was soaked in sweat!
When the wind blows, my body feels cold.

Chen Yan calmed himself down: Is this, a dream?

Recalling the scene in the dream, it was too real and too clear!

He was so upset that he himself was not sure whether it was just a dream or it really happened.

Let’s put it this way, Chen Yan is an atheist.

Well, that's right.

But...actually he is just like most young people in this world.

I'm an atheist, but that doesn't stop me from being afraid of ghosts.
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A few seconds later, with a strange idea in his mind, Chen Yan suddenly stood up, walked to the corner, took out a shovel, and ran straight to the well in the yard!
Chen Yan recalled what the old lady had said in his dream: The well is ten steps south!
He spat into his palm.

Excavate!
An hour later, Chen Yan sat on the ground, panting, with the shovel stuck in the ground.

There was a pit beside him, empty.

The pit was very deep, and Chen Yan really put in the effort.

If we keep digging, I’m afraid we can dig a well out of this pit!
"I was really dreaming just now, wasn't I?"

Chen Yan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

What on earth am I thinking about?

What am I expecting?

But deep down in my heart, there was still a faint touch, as if I was unwilling to give up.

The dream was really too strange and too clear.

Most people's dreams are vague after waking up, and they can only remember the general idea at best. How could it be so clear?
Unwilling to give up, Chen Yan pondered:

Maybe the old lady is old and remembered it wrongly? The well is not facing south, but north?
I mustered my strength, took ten steps toward the north of the well, and continued digging!
Half an hour later...

There is nothing!
Chen Yan calmed himself down and took a deep breath.

No... Is it going west?
Or east?
after an hour……

It was almost dawn and the rooster at the village entrance had already crowed!
In the yard, surrounding the well, a circular trench was dug almost!
But apart from digging out a few earthworms, there was not a single hair!

"Uh, really, was it just a dream?" Chen Yan frowned and looked at the main room.

In the main room, there is a huge portrait of the old lady with a kind smile.

After a moment, Chen Yan patted his head.

He seemed to have figured it out.

Yes, there must be a problem!

The problem is that……

The old lady is short and has short legs!
The old lady was only about 1.5 meters tall, and I was 1.8 meters tall.

How can the ten steps the old lady mentioned be the same as the ten steps I, Chen, refer to?

This time, the distance was re-estimated and the digging was resumed seven steps south of the well.

Half an hour later, with a clang, the shovel seemed to be stuck on something hard!

Chen Yan was suddenly shocked!
Sure enough!
So... it wasn't a dream?!
Chen Yan's heart was pounding. He quickly put away the shovel, knelt on the ground, and dug with his hands to dig out a small box from the soil.

He carried the small box back to the main room, put it on the floor, then turned around and closed the door.

I opened the box with a dry mouth and a confused heart.

The first thing I saw was a letter at the top.

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