C38 (1/2)

Just as I was about to hide, I was stopped by Bao Wenjun.

He said, Zhang Yang, you killed my brother, and now that there's someone missing to watch the night, you should be the one to do it. Since that's the case, I am a reasonable person, for the sake of us being classmates for four years, you and the three other Eight Immortals should watch the night for my brother.

Initially, I rejected him, but thinking about it, I wasn't really afraid. Even though there was such a huge commotion caused by the funeral, there wasn't any sort of evil incident that happened, it was just guarding the night. Furthermore, it wasn't me alone, there were still three people with me, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Thinking of this, I happily agreed.

When night fell, the rest of the people who were supposed to leave had all dispersed. Some of the relatives who were far away from home, if they really couldn't return, they would all stay the night at Bao Family.

Of the Eight Immortals who were on night watch with me, one of them was called Da Jian, the other was called Xiao Tao, both of them were of the same age as me, and there was even an elder with the surname Lin. I don't know what his name is, but everyone calls him Second Master Lin.

They all three of them drank it in one gulp, but I couldn't even drink beer. If I ate this pungent alcohol, I would probably have to go to the hospital, so when they didn't pay attention to me, I spilled the alcohol on the ground outside the funeral shed.

After tidying up enough, what came next was the Guardian Spirit.

Second Master Lin found a pair of thin silk from the things he brought with him, twisted it into a rope, and placed it in an oil lamp. He then lit it up and placed it at the entrance of the mourning hall.

The lighting was very weak and did not serve any purpose.

I asked him what the hell was this? Second Master Lin called it a ”shady light” and lit it to help the dead to bring their souls home, so that they would not be unable to find their way home.

I thought, that's what it is, it's just a thought.

It was completely dark, and we began to watch the night, sitting around the little table, eating whatever we wanted to eat.

Honestly, I was hungry all day, but I couldn't eat it.

From time to time, I would look at the steamed buns left behind in the coffin, but I didn't have the slightest appetite.

On the other hand, the few of them were probably well-informed and experienced. They should eat and drink as much as they could.

Although the Second Master Lin did not say much, he still had a worried expression, as if he had something on his mind.

It made me uncomfortable.

Finally, Da Jian said that there were no outsiders here.

The Second Master Lin shook his head. He said that Steamed Bun would not be so simple.

After hearing it, my entire body was covered in goosebumps, but I did not dare to ask, nor did I want to ask. I only wanted to return to the Baroda after guarding the night.

From their conversation, I found out that ever since the accident at Steamed Bun's restaurant, he had been invited into the police station, and it was his uncle who had him fished out. Originally, his uncle didn't want to redeem the Black Infant, because it was already difficult for him to redeem the owner of the Black Infant, but in the end, Steamed Bun had to beg for his uncle's life, because he had to get the Black Infant back. His uncle had no choice, but to get the Black Infant back.

Hearing this, I have a question, I remember very clearly, isn't worshipping a Holy Infant required 3 incense sticks to burn? Why was he only holding two joss sticks?

But this thought flashed through his mind and he didn't think any further.

After that, we chatted for a long time. Although the Second Master Lin's words were really good, but I could only listen to it, I couldn't do anything else.

The few of them drank a bottle of 'Niu Er' and chatted and laughed about it. They did not take the night watch seriously at all. On the other hand, I was the one who was extremely nervous from start to finish.

It's convenient for Da Jian to follow Second Master Lin, it's only me and Xiao Tao left.

This person, who was with the young master, immediately became quiet.

Subconsciously, I looked back at Steamed Bun's body. I couldn't help but shiver.

Xiao Tao and I are not even ten years older than him, we are both ”scholars”, and facing this kind of situation, he was not in a good position either!

To bolster our courage, we divided the less than one-third of the remaining Niu Er.

I tried my best to control the fear in my heart, and only hoped that Da Jian and Second Master Lin would return quickly!

However, there were no signs of the two of them.

I asked Xiao Tao, were they drunk and laid outside?

Xiao Tao said it was impossible.

I think so, but we've already been gone for more than half an hour, why haven't you come back yet?

There was a rule that the mourning hall could not be deserted, and it had to continue burning incense at all times.

If one of them went out to search, and one stayed here, they wouldn't dare to do it anymore. Wouldn't that scare people to death?!

Thus, he had no choice but to stay on the spot and worry.

However, after waiting for a long time, no one came back.

Now we really can't sit still.

Just as we were thinking about what to do, we realized that the incense was about to burn out.

I ordered some paper money and the Xiao Tao went to find a candle.

I haven't even lit a fire yet, and the lights in the mourning hall ”Pa” sound... Destroy!

Soon after, a loud ”dong” was heard from the entrance.

This really scared me. I quivered all over and sat on the ground.