The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 281 Reiki Nourishes the Soul
After the ceremony is over, the next step is our unique method of cleaning the house.Since there are too many rooms in this hotel, it took us three days just to clean the house.

Three days later, Uncle San found another decoration company to redecorate and repair the hotel inside and out.Especially the third-floor room where Xuesang was located, the floor was also re-paved.Fortunately, the blood mulberry had withered and was thrown away, and it was cracked and removed without attracting the attention of outsiders.

By the time all these things have been dealt with, another week has passed.

Seeing the new decoration of the hotel, my third uncle and I became more cheerful.

I was thinking about going to Ma Di to see what was going on there, when Ma Di called me and asked my third uncle and me to go to his office and tell us something.

I know this should be the end of things on his side, and it's time to tell us some truths.

My third uncle and I hurriedly put down our work and drove to Ma Di's office.

After entering the door, Ma Di did not find any special emotions, and the room was as chaotic as usual, and of course Zhong Xianhai's body was not seen.

I first asked Ma Di: "Old Ma, where is your teacher?"

Ma Di pointed to the sofa: "Sit first."

We sat down, and Ma Di said: "I have cremated the teacher's body according to his last wish, and the ashes are scattered under the tree in the campus."

I was taken aback: "You burned it yourself?"

Ma Di nodded: "Teacher has already died once, so naturally there is no need to send him to the funeral home if he dies again. Moreover, Teacher's body is no different from dead wood, and ordinary fire is enough to incinerate him."

When Ma Di said these things, his face was already very calm.It was quite different from the frenzied state he was in the hotel.It seemed that after so many days, he finally stabilized his emotions.

Ma Di got up again and poured us a cup of tea each, while he himself held a big teacup full of tea stains that he used to.

"I know you want to know about my teacher. It's a long story, let me tell you slowly..." Ma Di blew the foam from the teacup, and took a sip.

The third uncle waved his hand impatiently: "I said, old horse, when did you learn to be so ink-stained? If you want to say it, it's foolish..."

Ma Su squinted at the third uncle: "Nonsense, you are the only one who is in a hurry, can I not take care of this matter? Think about where to start... My teacher was indeed poisoned by wolf tooth grass back then. Death is no different. But according to my teacher, he was lying on a cold bed in the mortuary. For some reason, he still had a sliver of consciousness. In fact, my teacher didn’t believe in ghosts and gods at the time, but he couldn’t help but believe in the state at that time. He thought that consciousness was the soul in the legend. Later he felt that he was carried away from the bed. He thought he was going to be cremated in a funeral parlor, but who knew he was taken to another place, and I saw someone."

"Who? Who did you see?" Third Uncle asked anxiously.

"Can you keep quiet and let me finish?" Ma Di was also anxious, looked at me and said, "Your third uncle needs to change his temper, like an impatient monkey..."

I was afraid that the two of them would start fighting again, so I quickly handed the teacup to Uncle Third: "Uncle Third drinks tea, don't worry, the old horse will tell us."

Ma Di was also an old child, so he simply picked up the teacup again and took a sip slowly.

The third uncle looked at Ma Su's luck, but this time he held back and didn't say anything.

I know that Ma Di is deliberately angry at the third uncle, but this also shows from the side that Ma Di has completely returned to his original appearance, which feels good on the contrary, and will not make people worry.

Ma Su took a sip of tea and continued, "I don't know who the person you asked me was, not even my teacher. Because he only heard the voice of that person and didn't see the person."

Speaking of this, I remembered the situation of Ajuan at that time, that is, someone instructed her to meet Aying.As for this person, A Juan only heard the voice, but did not see anyone.

Could this be the same person?If so, then this person is too mysterious, so mysterious that even Zhong Xianhai has never seen him before.

"My teacher was pushed into a closed room, and the teacher could actually see his body lying on a bed. This should be the so-called out-of-body, right? The teacher's soul left the body and was suspended in that room. This At that time, a voice asked the teacher, saying that your Yangshou is not over yet, so they can arrange for you to be resurrected."

"Yangshou hasn't passed yet? Could it be someone from the Yin Division?" I asked my third uncle.

The third uncle shook his head: "Impossible. It's just a mystery..."

Ma Di nodded: "As I said, my teacher doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, and he takes his own death very lightly. So he didn't take seriously what the voice said. So he didn't think about answering what that person said. But the voice said The teacher can be revived and continue to study his academic and biological subjects. The teacher has studied academics for half his life, and when he died, there are still a lot of subjects that have not been completed. This is the pain in the teacher's heart. Hearing this, the teacher has some tempted."

I also think so, thinking that people like Ma Di and his teacher seem to be indifferent, have no distractions, don't like money, don't enjoy wealth, and don't love women, but they all have a fatal weakness, that is, they all I have devoted most of my life to academics. Of course, it is difficult for those of us to understand.But if this weakness is exploited by someone with ulterior motives, they will catch it right away.

It turned out afterwards that my idea was verified, and Ma Di's weakness almost cost him his life.

Ma Di went on to say: "When the teacher moved his heart, someone came to transform the teacher's body. Countless tubes were inserted into the body, and various unknown liquids flowed into the teacher's body. The teacher's soul just watched, but didn't know What are those things. About three months later, the teacher opened his eyes again. He found himself transported again, in the depths of the dense forest, and he was tightly bound to a strange tree. He It is the one who recognizes the tree, it is a blood mulberry."

When the third uncle heard this, he interjected: "They want your teacher to grow together with that tree, and use the aura of the tree to nourish your teacher's life and soul."

Ma Di nodded: "You are smart."

The third uncle smiled: "Didn't you say that the blood mulberry is the spirit in the tree? You guessed it."

"Yes, what you said is basically correct. The teacher was nourished by the aura of the blood mulberry tree for more than half a year, and he finally saved his life. But his body has undergone tremendous changes. His body, and that tree are getting closer and closer. Like, the torso of the body is almost turned into a tree stump. Their essential molecular structures are gradually transformed into each other, and finally become the same substance."

Only then did I know that Zhong Xianhai's body was not a real tree, but gradually transformed into one later.

(End of this chapter)