The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Chapter 286
New Year's Eve is the last night at the end of the year, also known as New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, etc. It is the last night at the end of the year and has special significance in the hearts of Chinese people.

Whenever the most important day at the end of the year is ushered in, wanderers no matter how far away they are, have to rush home to reunite with their families. On New Year's Eve, they bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new year.

But today, Li Leping, a man with no one to gather with, just came to the Zhushan Cemetery in Dachuan City.

Zhushan Cemetery is located on the outskirts of Dachuan City, but it's not too far from the city.

After passing through the gate, I met Chen Zhong in the parking lot. After receiving a large bag of sacrificial supplies from him, the two of them didn't exchange much words.

All the ashes are buried here, and the surrounding area is very quiet. It is really difficult for them to communicate in such an environment.

Not to mention, the topic related to "ghosts" should be discussed as soon as you open your mouth.

Talking about ghosts in a cemetery is quite filling.

Maybe on the New Year's Eve in the countryside, some people will go to the cemetery to visit the grave.

But this is a city, and most people will not come to the cemetery to pay respects to the grave during the Chinese New Year. Basically, they will burn three sticks of incense in the incense burner at home, and then burn some paper money, and worship a little bit. That's about it.

Only during specific seasons like Qingming Festival, there will be smoke from people in the cemetery, and even the sound of firecrackers to send people away happily.

Walking on the cement road, the road here is clean and tidy, and the greening is also done well. This is not the mass graves of the past, and there will be no weird situation where the graves stand in disorder and are full of lonely graves.

Only, because the cemetery has existed for a long time, walking in the deserted cemetery, you can see tombstones from different periods along the way.

Some tombstones are tall, like half a door panel, made of granite and other materials, which look shiny and magnificent.

Some were just a small tombstone, probably made of some kind of gray stone. Compared with the bright granite, this kind of small tombstone looked much older.

However, no matter what material the tombstone is made of, at least all the tombstones have names and surnames on them, at least not so that people can't even tell where their own graves are.

"Detective Li, I'm going over there first."

At the fork in the road, Chen Zhong greeted him at this moment, he was about to separate from Li Leping.

"it is good."

Li Leping nodded casually.

The person they want to worship is not the same. In this place full of tombstones, it is normal to be separated.

Although it was the first time to come here, after looking at the sign and following the information He Xueyan sent to himself, Li Leping soon came to a granite tombstone.

Since cremation is basically adopted in modern times, the area required to bury the dead is now much smaller.

No mound is needed, no coffin needed.

Just set up a monument, then place the ashes of the deceased in the hole dug in front of the tombstone, and finally seal it with cement. This is the last residence of a person after death.

There are very few words on the tombstone in front of me, only one name, and the year of birth and death.

As for the person who erected the stele, and the title of the deceased, there is no such thing.

the reason is simple.

Because Zhang Xiaoxiao is already dead.

Standing in front of the tombstone with Zhang Xiaoxiao's name engraved on it, Li Leping didn't say a word, just offering incense, burning money, and pouring wine according to the custom.

On the way, he also paid homage to Zhang Xiaoxiao's dead parents, wife and children.

During the whole process, Li Leping didn't say a word, but repeated the action of worshiping in front of each tombstone.

Not far away, the aunt in charge of cleaning looked at the young man who came to worship with a strange expression.

"This person, it's fine to come alone, but he has to go to the graves of six people at the same time?"

Ignoring the strange stares of others, Li Leping repeated those actions on his own.

Burn a few sticks of incense, and then burn a wad of paper money.

After the worship was completed, he looked at the row of past tombstones with complicated eyes.

Six people, six lives, six monuments.

The paper money was still burning in the iron basin, and a few strands of gray and black paper drifted out from time to time, rendering the atmosphere extremely heavy.

The aunt who was in charge of cleaning would never have thought that this row of past tombstones would be the tombstones of a family.

This suggests that the family was buried in the same burial.

Six tombstones, four of which are engraved with names and dates of birth and death.

These four people are Zhang Xiaoxiao, Zhang Xiaoxiao's parents, and Zhang Xiaoxiao's wife.

The other two tombstones, one with the name engraved on it, but the other with only the word "Aizi" engraved on it.

Neither of these two tombstones has the year of birth and death engraved, because the folks basically don't write down the year of birth and death of the person who died young, as if this is something that must be avoided.

These two tombstones belonged to Zhang Xiaoxiao's two children.

One child was only four or five years old when he died, and the other had not had time to be born, and before he had time to see the beauty of this world, he witnessed the cruelest side of this world.

Li Leping stood in front of Zhang Xiaoxiao's tomb without saying a word.

Zhang Xiaoxiao was buried last, because the white ghost smoke he drove was a puzzle of black ghost smoke, and Li Leping did not merge the white ghost smoke with the black ghost smoke until the borrowing ghost incident, in order to deal with borrowing ghost ghost cloud , so as to control the stronger ghost smoke.

Zhang Xiaoxiao's corpse was also able to escape from the ghost smoke, and then lay here forever.

Even though he has experienced so much and witnessed so many lives and deaths, Li Leping still feels sorry for Zhang Xiaoxiao's death, and even feels guilty for Zhang Xiaoxiao himself.

Li Leping treats most people's death with indifference.

Just like Jiang Cheng, he was a poor man who was involved in the ghost photo studio, but his death was also doomed after entering the ghost photo shop.

Then there are official personnel like Fang Jun and Tang Ziyi who are themselves involved with supernatural beings.

They have long been prepared to sacrifice. Such a great spirit is worthy of praise, but it is not enough to make Li Leping feel guilty.

Moreover, after they die, their families will receive preferential treatment from the state, and most importantly, many people will remember their sacrifices and mourn their passing.

Only when dealing with Zhang Xiaoxiao, Li Leping always blamed himself.

Zhang Xiaoxiao is just one of many living beings. He has parents, a wife and children. After becoming a ghost master, his biggest thought is to earn enough money, and then let his family live in this world without worrying about food and clothing.

Children, husbands, fathers.

In every identity, he is a standard, worthy of this responsibility.

At the same time, he is also a very loyal and brotherly person.

Because he owed something in his heart, and because he was dying, even before he died, he wanted to help Li Leping one more time.

Assistance was offered by him.

Maybe he wanted to repay Li Leping's favor, maybe he still had his own calculations in his heart, thinking that as long as he helped Li Leping this once, even if he died, his wife and children would get a job from the Interpol headquarters. care.

Li Leping only needs to mention it, and Zhang Xiaoxiao's family will enjoy high-quality treatment in Dajing City.

As for Zhang Xiaoxiao's plan, Li Leping didn't care anymore.

Speculating on a deceased person from the perspective of conspiracy theory is itself a kind of dark thought.

Li Leping didn't want to speculate too much on this groundless conspiracy theory. He saw too many dead people, but it didn't mean he didn't respect the dead.

He thought that Zhang Xiaoxiao really wanted to realize a heroic dream before he died.

That's it.

(End of this chapter)