But just as the National Day holiday was approaching, I received a bad news.

Strictly speaking, this bad news has nothing to do with me. It was one of my cousins ​​who had liver cancer and was already in the late stage when they were discovered.

The one who called me was my cousin, who was a brother and sister. He knew that I was in this industry now, so he wanted to ask me how long I could live for my uncle and whether I could save him.

Although I am not familiar with this cousin's uncle, I have met twice. I am quite a good person, honest and kind-hearted, and probably in my early fifties.

So when I learned this news, I was also quite puzzled, why do these cancers specifically look for these kind and kind people?

Is it really a good person who doesn’t live long?

Looking at the photos sent to me by my cousin, I carefully looked at this cousin's uncle.

He was diagnosed about a month ago. In just a few dozen days, he became disfigured and looked a little unfamiliar, not like him at all.

After looking at the photos, a thought came to my mind: within three to five days.

With a heavy mood, I told my cousin that he was stunned and said "Oh".

He could hear it, and he was also a little sad and emotional.

Then he sighed and said something to me.

"I really didn't expect that people of our generation will also start saying goodbye to this world, and no one can escape."

My cousin is a snobbish person, but his words are revealed from the heart.

I understand that he was not sad for his uncle-in-law, but saw people of his peers beginning to leave, and when he remembered his life, he was almost about to countdown.

I told my cousin not to think too much. He is only in his fifties and in good health. There are still decades to come.

Next, I bought some things and went to the hospital to visit, but this was just to do my best. After all, I knew it, and it would be better not to go.

When I went there, my cousin's uncle was sometimes awake and sometimes confused. He remembered my name, but after chatting without three sentences, he started talking nonsense.

I put down some money, comforted me a few words, and then left.

My cousin chased me out and asked me quietly, how long will it take?

At this time, everyone knew that he was waiting to die now.

I told my cousin not to think too much, prepare things early, so as not to have too late.

After I got home, it was around 7 o'clock on the fourth night. I was watching TV and drinking tea at home, but for some reason, my body suddenly became cold and my heart was a little tight.

This sudden inspiration made me think at the first time, could it be that my cousin's uncle left?

But I didn't ask, calm down and do whatever I should do.

The next afternoon, my cousin called me and said, "You guy is so accurate. At around 6:30 last night, your cousin called me and said your cousin's uncle is not good enough, and I'm waiting for me.

When I arrived there, I was just over seven o'clock and the person was gone. After all, it was indeed not more than five days."

It seems that I did sense the message of the death of my uncle-in-law last night.

But I didn't go when my uncle-in-law was in the funeral.

Because from a human point of view, I visited him when he was hospitalized and left money, so I was fine.

Moreover, I am not familiar with his house at all, and I don’t know anyone after I go there, so it’s quite embarrassing.

My cousin's uncle passed away, leaving behind a daughter who was over teenage years old.

My cousin is in poor health, the family is in poor condition, and there are also a lot of foreign debts, which is actually quite pitiful.

The funeral was handled by relatives from cousin's uncle's family. Because she was in poor health, she cried so hard that she could not do anything when she arrived at the funeral home.

It is said that the ceremony is very simple, or very sloppy, and there is no ritual at all, and naturally there is no cemetery, so the urn is placed in the crematorium storage.

I have heard of it, and besides sighing, I can only sigh.

This matter passed by calmly.

But I never expected that on the third day of my uncle-in-law's funeral, something very exciting happened when I was meditating in front of the hall at around 10 o'clock that night.

At that time, I was meditating at the time, visualizing myself sitting on the white clouds, with the wind around me flying, the white clouds floating, my face was like jade, my eyebrows and starry eyes, I was wearing a white dress and long hair, which felt quite good.

Wow...

I was so beautiful that I suddenly felt dark, and the white clouds in the sky turned into miserable mist in the blink of an eye. Then my uncle-in-law, who had just passed away for three days, appeared.

I saw him wearing a blue cloth shroud, dejected and full of sorrow.

Moreover, there were two weird-looking big ghosts beside him, one holding him from the left and the other!

How do you describe these two big ghosts?

The ones with the tile are covered with the tile, so you should knock more and more.

I got goose bumps on my body. This is obviously a ghost in the underworld, and I came to find me with my uncle-in-law!

But the problem is, are they looking for me?

At this moment, my cousin's uncle spoke.

He looked worried and sighed: "Xiaofan, I'll ask you to help me and send me a message at home."

I calmed down and asked him, "What's wrong with you? What message did I send to my house?"

He said with a sad face: "The family didn't burn money for me. I waited for three days when I got downstairs, but I didn't wait for the money. The man sent me to ask for me, but I couldn't take it out, so I could only come to you for help.

I know you are capable, please help me tell me a message at home.”

I was a little surprised because this person was gone. It was said that he had to burn some money, but why... the family didn't give him money?

I knew he could not lie because the two silly ghost messengers were here, holding chains in their hands. Although they were not tied to their uncle-in-law, they also looked fierce and evil.

Looking at that expression, I thought it was a big deal that when they begged their cousin's uncle to come to me, they must have been fierce and forced him to ask for money.

But this is normal. Everyone needs to pay for the road to the Yinsi when they go to the road.

Not to mention anything else, just ordering some money along the way.

Some people may say, I'm so dead, I'm not worried anymore after kicking my legs, who will I do?

Sorry, you are kicking your legs in the living world and don’t care about it, but when you reach the underworld, you will start a new life.

What is the world like, what is the underworld like, and sometimes it is even more difficult than the world.

Not to mention it, just say why do you have to spend paper money when the dead are in funeral?

Because the road to the underworld is really hard to walk, and there are lonely ghosts along the way, and there are no support. When you see someone going to the underworld from this road, you will definitely come out to block the road.

So throwing paper money is to take care of those lonely ghosts and open the way for the dead, which is equivalent to tolls.

Looking at my uncle-in-law's pitiful expression, I said to him, "Don't worry, I will contact his house early tomorrow morning and will definitely send you money."

He said that was great. When the family gave the money, I will definitely come to thank you.
Chapter completed!