I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 234 - 134 Past Predestined Relationship

Although they had avenged their mother, the mood of the two brothers in the Mountain Lord Temple did not lighten a bit.

Sun Erzhuang, having endured the fright and torment of the past few days, suddenly erupted with the pressure and grievances in his heart.

The fat man knelt in front of Madame Guan Hua’s coffin, holding the edge of the lid, crying bitterly for a long time.

Guan Dazhuang, witnessing the sorrow, had tears shimmering in his tiger-like eyes.

Xu Qing sighed, holding three sticks of incense, and placed them in front of the coffin.

During the vigils, three sticks of incense must be lit, representing Heaven, Earth, and Man. It is said that as long as the incense burns throughout the night without interruption, the deceased and the living can transcend the barriers between worlds and sense each other’s thoughts.

Additionally, Xu Qing lit a white candle on each side of the coffin, ensuring they burn through day and night, symbolizing the guidance and illumination for the soul of the deceased.

As soon as Xu Qing finished these tasks, Madame Guan Hua’s figure reappeared, though she did not speak, merely glancing at the two brothers and then at the corpse of Guan Xiaohu in the hall.

The old lady’s gaze was eerie as she then mechanically walked out of the Incense Hall.

The rope tied to the hall’s beams seemed to gain sentience, it fell on the ground with a plop, the loop round like a snake’s head, the body like a serpent, and it slithered towards the old lady.

Guan Hua paused, her voice thick like holding a glutinous rice cake; Guan Dazhuang and Sun Erzhuang couldn’t discern her words. But Xu Qing, who understood the language of birds and beasts and the speech of spirits, showed a thoughtful expression.

When Madame Guan Hua’s words ceased, the rope following her made a lamentable donkey’s cry before turning and sliding towards Sun Erzhuang.

The rope jumped up, the loop landing perfectly on his shoulder.

Sun Erzhuang was so scared that his soul nearly escaped his body, with a noose around his neck, was there any reason left to live?

"That is the item your mother left for you; it won’t harm you, you needn’t fear."

Xu Qing spoke timely.

Hearing this, Sun the fat man’s hand, which was frantically trying to discard the rope, froze.

"Mother..."

At this moment, Sun Erzhuang remembered his mother’s soul still walking away, he hurriedly turned around to look, only to see Madame Guan Hua had reached the temple door.

It seemed the old lady heard Sun Erzhuang’s voice, but she merely paused before decisively stepping into the rain curtain.

Thunder and lightning outside the hall illuminated the entire Mountain Lord Temple in a ghastly white light.

Xu Qing squinted and saw the colorful rain falling on Madame Guan Hua’s transparent soul, and then with a sizzle, a puff of white smoke rose, and her soul vanished from the spot.

"Mother!"

Sun Erzhuang jiggled his fat, stumbling, and ran out of the hall.

He reached out to grasp, but besides rain, he caught nothing.

Looking up at the sky, the icy rain hit his face, obscuring his vision, unclear whether it was rain or tears.

The man in yellow stood under the eaves, looking up at the sky.

Inside the Incense Hall, Xu Qing, not wanting to disturb the two brothers, silently placed Guan Xiaohu’s corpse into the Box Garden and then took out the funeral clothes, shoes, rouge powder, floral adornments, and other items, beginning to apply the mortuary makeup for Madame Guan Hua.

There are slight differences in the mortuary makeup for male and female corpses.

As they say, there are differences between men and women, men born rough, girls born delicate, hence the saying of raising boys frugally and girls richly.

Girls love to adorn themselves, even those who die old, at the time of burial, a good makeup is applied, ensuring they leave beautifully and cleanly.

After finishing the makeup, Sun Erzhuang and the man in yellow returned to the coffin.

Xu Qing clasped the old lady’s hands in his, saying to the duo, "I’m going to recite a passage from the Sutra of Salvation for the old lady, you two may meditate and pray together for the old lady’s soul crossing and blessings."

Upon hearing, Sun Erzhuang sat on a grass mat, clasping his hands together like Xu Qing, muttering some incantations, possibly taught by Guan Hua in her lifetime.

The tall man followed suit.

At the time, there were two white candles lit in front of the coffin, Guan Dazhuang sat near the right candle, close to Sun Erzhuang, with hands clasped together like a Vajra Arhat, full of devotion.

In the flickering candlelight, on the wall of the Incense Hall with mottled murals, the shadows of a chubby figure and a robust man were projected.

The shadow of the robust man faintly resembled a tiger.

Xu Qing meditated on the side of the coffin, closing his eyes and remaining silent.

Meanwhile, outside the temple, the wind and rain continued, and the Sutra of Salvation in Xu Qing’s mind seemed to be blown by the wind, flipping pages with a swishing sound.

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Old Platform Mountain, Guanmen Village.

"Goo goo goo~"

The sound of tender laughter full of baby vitality appeared outside a farmhouse.

"Oh dear! Who left a child here?"

In the foggy village of early morning, an elderly shamaness picked up a baby abandoned at her doorstep.

"Child, even though you’ve been abandoned by your parents, why are you so happy?"

In the swaddling cloth, the baby continued to smile at the old shamaness.

"It’s a girl, so pretty, why would someone abandon her..."

Unable to find the person who abandoned the baby, the shamaness carried the girl into her yard. freeweɓnovel~cѳm

This girl was Guan Hua.

Since having a child to care for, the shamaness often performed divinations for people, using the money earned to support herself and the daughter she took in.

Whenever Guan Hua asked about her origins, the shamaness would claim to be her biological mother, but when Guan Hua inquired about her father, the shamaness would always respond evasively.

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