C8 Importance of trust
Even I felt something different when I heard the thundering firecrackers next door.
At least, in all the years I've lived in Nanling Village, two people dying in a few days has never happened.
However, at this moment, I was wearing mourning clothes, so I couldn't casually enter other people's house.
However, before I could go next door, two people walked in, surrounded by a large crowd, looking very aggressive.
The person who came was a man and a woman. The man's face was miserable, sad, and full of vigor. Before he even entered the mourning hall, he knocked over the flower wreaths that were placed in front of it and shouted for me to go out.
I forcefully suppressed my anger as I stood at the entrance with a dark expression. I lifted up the flower petals that had been torn down and coldly looked at the two of them without uttering a single word.
"It's this brat! Not only did he want me to kill his father, but he also caused my father-in-law to die!" This woman indiscriminately grabbed my sleeve.
"Which eye of yours sees me kill your father-in-law?" At this moment, anger seems to be seeping out from my body. However, thinking about how my father's corpse isn't cold yet, why not save up on the trouble, we can talk about it after sending my father away.
"It's you! My father-in-law died the moment you arrived. If it wasn't you, then who else could it be?" This woman was quite spicy. She was acting so arrogantly for no reason at all.
The countryside people are superstitious, coupled with the fact that their family's father-in-law died in an odd way, many people on the side chimed in, making me even more furious.
"You've caused the death of my father-in-law. Either you will take my life, or you will send my father-in-law off!" When this woman heard that the surrounding people agreed, she became even more excited and immediately revealed her fangs.
I sneered. God knows how her family's father-in-law died, so how could he let me see him off? I couldn't help but laugh coldly, clenching my fists tightly. Just as I was about to erupt, a faint voice sounded in my ear, "I told you to set up a funeral and one person died. You wouldn't believe it."
I turned my head to the side and discovered that the person from before had suddenly appeared beside me. I immediately calmed down and thought back to the old man from last night. For a moment, I really had the illusion that I was the one who killed this woman.
"Since you said he killed your father-in-law, then call the police to arrest him. This is a legal society, so you have to tell them everything in evidence." Before I could say anything, this person started talking loudly.
As expected, the moment this person spoke, the woman immediately became listless. She looked at this person and asked, "Who are you? What right do you have to speak up for him?"
"You don't care who I am, but look at the other person's family, they only have one person so they can be easily bullied, right? Also, who knows how your father-in-law died, so don't lie to me. "
However, the moment this person finished speaking, the man with the pained expression immediately rushed over like a crazed cat with red eyes. He grabbed the man's chest and shouted angrily, "What do you mean by that?"
"Let go, the police chief of your village is my good friend. Be careful that I don't make you suffer the consequences." This person smiled faintly and gently pushed his hand away. His words were full of threat.
As expected, when he heard this, the man immediately became listless. He coldly snorted, then pulled his wife to turn around and return.
"Both of you, remember this. If you do anything unrighteous, be careful of retribution!" The man shouted as he watched the two's departing figures.
With that, the man and woman immediately shook and went back home without even looking back.
In the blink of an eye, there was no one at the entrance of the mourning hall.
"What did you see yesterday?" After everyone had left, he pulled me to a seat.
When I heard this, I was shocked. Although I didn't make a sound, it was without a doubt that I had tacitly agreed to this matter.
"The life of a fourth seal emperor is indeed extraordinary. Yesterday night, your safety was already beyond my expectations." The man shook his head: "Do you believe me now?"
I didn't say anything. I was still more willing to put everything down to coincidence.
"If you sit in the lead, there will be no calamity." At this point, the middle-aged man turned to look at me, "The toughness of your life and the perfection of your life are things that I rarely see."
"Who are you? Why did you follow me all the way here? " After pondering for a long time, I vaguely understood what was going on and lightly asked him.
He smiled faintly. "I'm not here to follow you, nor am I here for you. At the very least, I'm not here for you."
I didn't deny it and turned around to glance at my father's corpse. I couldn't help but feel sad. I didn't think that it would be so difficult for him to leave in peace.
"What's 4th Seal Great Year?" Because of my birth, my closest relatives all passed away one after the other. All of these things seemed to have something to do with these four sealing marks.
"Let me ask you, how many times is it twelve o'clock every day?"
"Two, or one, one noon, one night."
"How many December of a year?"
His question was simple, so I replied without hesitation.
"The seal sky, the seal land, the seal Yin, the Indian sun, the 12 days in December, the 12 days in the afternoon, the 12 hours in the evening, every day is divided into 12 hours, it is the end of a day, and also the beginning of a day." At this point, he looked at me, "Every 12 hours corresponds to a celestial mark, you have gathered all the celestial seals for a year, it can be said that every second you have committed an attack on your life, do you think that it is a miracle that you have lived till now?"
At this point, he added, "This year is the year when you will become the ruler of the world, and when you will have the strongest connection with all living things in the world. So, in this year, you must die."
"Who are you?" I don't know how many times I asked him this question, but when I combined it with what I had experienced in the past two days, I couldn't help but start to waver.
"I will only tell you who I am when you believe me." He smiled faintly and looked back at my father's corpse. "Your father left very peacefully. This is a good thing, so you don't have to be sad."
To tell the truth, I don't know if I believe him now, but one thing is, my father's raised hand stung my eyes like a sharp arrow, and I couldn't figure out what he was pointing at.
"Every day you do a funeral, your father will not rest at peace for a day, for neither the living nor the dead will benefit." This person stood up, walked to his father's side, and without any hesitation, extended his hand to touch his father's outstretched hand. He saw his father's hand suddenly spread out and slowly drooped down.
I have experienced enough strange things in the past few days. I couldn't help but be a little numb as I sized up my father for a long time.
"If you insist on carrying out the funeral, tomorrow his hand will be pointing in another direction."
I was surprised to hear him say, "Next door."
"If it wasn't for your matter, that old man could have lived for another half a year." He didn't hide anything and directly said, "However, the main reason is still because his son and his wife are unfilial."
While I was talking, a person arrived outside the mourning hall. I looked at him and saw that it was Carpenter Liu. His hands were tied with thick gauze around his neck and he was looking at me with a face full of fear.
I immediately walked over to him and asked, "Uncle Liu, how did you injure your hand?"
"Ai, don't mention it. I broke your father's coffin yesterday when I was picking it out for him." Carpenter Liu let out a long sigh.
After hearing that, my heart skipped a beat. I turned my head to look at the person sitting beside my father, who was looking at me with an indifferent expression.
"Uncle Liu, please recuperate properly." I sighed. I really didn't know what to say anymore.
"His hand isn't injured. He doesn't dare to make a coffin for your father." This person had a faint smile on his face as he casually said this.
When I heard that, my heart skipped a beat. I looked at him in confusion. Why did it feel like he knew everything?
"If you don't believe me, you can go take a look." He pointed at the entrance of the mourning hall.
If he didn't say it, I wouldn't believe it, so I immediately ran to the mourning hall door to take a look. I saw the faraway Carpenter Liu really put his hands down, moving them freely without any signs of injury.
"There are too many taboos about fourth seal celestial beings. Your father has helped you. If anyone dares to build a coffin for him, it will bring about a bloody disaster." As he said this, his expression turned serious.
Hearing this, I suddenly remembered that it was because of this reason that Carpenter Liu had hesitated when I asked him to help me with the coffin.
This time, I was really troubled. No matter what, we are in the countryside, and the custom of burying the land hasn't changed at all. If there isn't a coffin, how will we bury our father?
"Then what should I do?" I asked, frowning.
"You believe me?" Instead of answering directly, he asked me.