Evil God

Chapter 9 The truth

On "all beings are equal", the hearse of the Emrys family can be said to have reached the acme:

Whether it is a living passenger or a dead passenger, riding this car is very painful.

Ron has long been accustomed to sitting with his head in the corner of the carriage and Double legged eight sitting outside;

A fat man presenting this posture may seem very contradictory, but it can ensure maximum stability and even snore to catch up on sleep.

On the other hand, Karen sat in a bit of agony. He needed to constantly use his hands to support the bottom to maintain his balance. The road in the city was fine, but after leaving the city to the suburbs, the road conditions deteriorated a lot and the bumps were very painful.

Jeff and Mr. Mosan hugged each other shamelessly amidst the continuous turbulence, like lovers lying in bed confiding in each other.

Karen, who couldn't bear to watch, tried to pull the "two" apart more than once, but the space inside the car was so large that the two people who had just pulled apart would quickly search for each other with the turbulence and then embrace each other again.

If there are relatives following the car, this situation cannot happen, at the very least, they only need to withstand limited tremors inside the coffin.

But who called Jeff himself a lone wolf and got stuck on the welfare bill; And Mr. Mosan, it's not a welfare bill, but it's also better than a welfare bill.

Karen doesn't have the right to criticize his family's "work attitude", even though he made lunch today, he is still a "rice bug" in this family.

Finally,

Accompanied by Uncle Mason turning the steering wheel to the left, the hearse drove into a courtyard resembling a small factory building, with a sign hanging at the entrance - Xius Crematorium.

Karen first helped to lower the stretcher truck, and then, together with Ron, they moved Jeff and Mr. Mosan down, while Uncle Mason was responsible for stabilizing the stretcher truck from slipping.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman dressed in gray work clothes walked over, holding paper and a pen in her hand.

“Eh, what a handsome young man he is.”

The woman stared at Karen first.

“Hello, Mrs. Xius, "Ron greeted warmly.

Is this what Paul said, Mrs. Hughes, who prefers Ron?

However, in the face of Ron's enthusiasm, Mrs. Xius only spoke a tone from the corner of her mouth in response, and instead focused more on Karen.

In fact, Mrs. Xius looks good. Although she is wearing work clothes, she still has a plump figure, and her skin is very fair.

However, when Mrs. Xius's hand pinched his face, Karen still reached out a bit unnaturally and took her hand down;

After all, although he can adapt to the beauty of this body, he is not accustomed to being teased as a little boy.

However, Lady Xius directly grabbed Karen's hand with her back hand, and her fingertips swept back and forth in Karen's palm, with a very obvious sense of teasing.

From her gaze, Karen read the greed of middle-aged and elderly men who looked at the little girl's figure.

“He's Karen, my brother's son, "Uncle Mason handed over a cigarette.

“Oh? "Mrs. Xius was a bit surprised." Your nephew?”

Mrs. Xius took the cigarette and asked Mason to light it for herself, continuing, "I haven't seen it before.”

“There's something wrong with a guy's family, and I've been injured again, "Uncle Mason explained.

“Injured?”

“He accidentally fell.”

“Just opened a furnace.”

“I want to open a few more furnaces, but you need so many people to send me to burn them, Is there no cost for a hot stove?”

“Okay, okay, let's push the 'guest' in first.”

“Okay, I'll arrange it first, handsome guy. I'll see you later. "Mrs. Xius gave Karen a seductive look and turned around to take a step inward.

Ron pushed Mr. Mosan alone, while Mason helped Karen push Jeff's stretcher.

Mrs. Xius is a very enthusiastic person, "Mason said to Karen in a slightly lowered voice.

“Well, yes, "Karen nodded.

“Her husband left early, and she is currently in charge of this crematorium. Although she has never remarried, there are many lovers around her.”

“Uncle, don't tell me about this.”

“Hi, I need to remind you, I've also come from your age, "Mason reached out and tapped on the iron plate of the stretcher, making a" clang "sound." Even a boy at this age can withstand an iron plate.”

“... "Karen.

“You're also getting older, so find a serious girlfriend in the future, "Mason instructed again.

“Okay, uncle, I see.”

Karen knew that Mason did not mean to speak ill of Mrs. Xius, but rather did not want his young nephew to be unable to control himself and be taken away by Mrs. Xius.

After walking inside, Karen clearly smelled a greasy smell.

It's just greasy... it's neither fragrant nor sweet, it's a bit like a bedroom with mold on a rainy day.

However, the furnishings inside clearly show signs of aging, and this should be an old crematorium.

“In my early years, this crematorium was almost impossible to operate, and it almost had to be acquired by another large crematorium.”

“And then what? "Karen asked.

“Then the large crematorium was discovered. In order to save costs, the furnace was opened at night, so they all gave the ashes of others the day before yesterday to the families of the deceased today.”

Upon hearing this, Karen widened her eyes and said, “Can this kind of operation still exist?”

“Isn't that…”

“Yes, sending relatives to burn and then holding the ashes of strangers back, the funniest thing is that they have been like this for several years.”

“That's too tragic.”

"After the incident broke out, the boss of the crematorium was stoned to death at night, and the police could not find the murderer because there were too many motivated suspect."

Karen nodded and said, "That's really damn it.”

Put yourself in your shoes and think about it. If you were carrying the grief of losing a loved one and sending them here for cremation, and ended up bringing back the ashes of a stranger, and even if you had consecrated the urn for several years, Karen felt that he would also have the urge to kill.

“After the bankruptcy of that large crematorium, Mrs. Xius' crematorium was able to continue to survive and operate, but now it is also difficult. Other cities have long had large-scale chain funeral home companies.

They can connect everything from the hospital to our deceased care center, to the cremation center, and transportation within it.

In Roja City, they have also opened a branch store. Recently, Winnie received a call from them saying they wants to acquire our family.”

“Grandpa won't agree, "Karen said.

“Of course, my father wouldn't agree, nor would I! Do you know what they did? They centralized the transportation and management of their bodies, and then centralized mourning, cremation or burial. Like wholesale vegetables in the market. These capitalists should really be hung up on streetlights!

They only have money in their eyes, and they don't know how to care for the deceased or respect the remains.”

Upon hearing this,

Karen couldn't help but imagine Jeff and Mr. Mosan, who had been so jolted in the hearse that they were almost about to kiss,

Uncle,

How did you have the face to say the word 'respect'?

“Our family is fine. Although they plan to block our supplier, due to your grandpa's relationship, our business has always been able to get by. "Uncle Mason's tone was lowered a lot," but Mrs. Xius is starting to get a bit tough again.”

At this moment, Ron, who was pushing Mr. Mosan in front, turned around and shouted:

“Aha, that's why I support the Accord Party. Only they are willing to punch those damn capitalists back.”

As he spoke, Ron also waved his fist.

The Accord Party, which Karen read in the newspaper a few days ago, is a left-wing party that has developed well in the city of Roja in recent years.

However,

After hearing the three words' Accord Party ',

Uncle Mason immediately shouted:

“Are you crazy? Support that group of lunatics, they will only make a mess of our existing lives.”

Ron shrugged, as if too lazy to argue with the boss, and continued pushing the stretcher.

Karen looked at Uncle Mason, who was enraged, and he could understand him because he interpreted the weakness of the Petite bourgeoisie.

This is not sarcasm, it may sound like a form of sarcasm, but ultimately it is the inconsistency of the buttocks caused by the living class.

After walking through a not very long aisle, Karen and others finally pushed a stretcher truck to the "incineration room".

There are three Incinerator in the incineration room, but only one is in operation.

Outside the glass window, Karen saw a man with messy hair and a shaggy beard sitting on the ground.

And at this point,

The Incinerator that was in operation also stopped.

A worker with gray hair but looking very energetic opened the door and shouted to the man:

“Sir, please come and pick up your wife.”

Immediately, the old worker saw Mason with a smile on his face and waved to greet him:

“Hi, Mason”

“Old Darcy.”

Uncle Mason approached and handed Old Darcy a cigarette.

“How many are you today? "Old Darcy asked as he lit his cigarette.

Mason compared the gesture of 'two'.

“Oh, God has mercy on you, "Old Darcy chuckled with pleasure.

Of course, he knew how much the cremation meant to the Emrys family.

“Sir, please come and pick up your wife, "urged Old Darcy, taking out a puff of smoke.

The man raised his head in a daze, and then stood up silently. But when he saw the Incinerator in the glass window, he leaned back against the wall again, as if he was resisting everything in front of him.

Yes, who can suddenly accept that the beloved person next to them has turned into a pile of ashes.

Karen heard Uncle Mason whispering to Old Darcy, "What's the matter?”

Old Darcy took a sip of his cigarette and shook his head disdainfully, whispering in response:

“He won't give a tip, and he won't buy the urn in the community either.”

If the customer gives a tip or purchases our "peripheral" products,

Naturally, they will enjoy some special treatment.

For example, if you are afraid or uncomfortable, Old Darcy from the Incinerator will help you put the ashes into the urn and hand them over to you.

Of course, there are also some people who want to personally pick up the ashes of their loved ones, so old Darcy will also carefully break the bones for you to hold.

Looking at his foolish appearance, old Darcy disdained and said, "he's still a psychology professor, and he doesn't even understand this.”

Hmm?

This position caught Karen's attention.

Coincidentally, he met the colleague.

Karen took the initiative to step forward and looked at the man, whispering:

“You should go pick up your wife now.”

“I... I... "The man's hands trembled.

It can be seen that he is engaged in a fierce psychological struggle.

In fact, if you have a good relationship and live together all the time, after the death of a loved one, you will not feel the thrill of watching ghost movies about his body or ashes, but rather feel... very ordinary.

But some people's emotions and psychology are special, such as Karen receiving a patient in his previous life. He and his wife were very in love, but he chose to go to the delivery room to accompany his wife during her childbirth. This was a very loving move, but... since then, he left a serious psychological shadow and had to choose to divorce his wife, which was even more severe to the extent that he would tremble and fear seeing women and children.

“Are you still afraid of your wife? "Old Darcy urged," Hurry up, they're still in line.”

“I... I'm not... "The man's face showed a struggle and a look of self blame. Obviously, the old Darcy's sentence" You're still afraid of your wife "made the husband deeply feel guilty and self blame.

Spiritually, it is also divided into "physiological" and "psychological". "Psychological" is actually easy to overcome, but "physiological" is really difficult to handle.

“I am not... not afraid of her... but... I am…”

Karen sighed,

Reach out,

Pat the man on the shoulder.

Okay, okay,

For the sake of the peers.

Karen turned around and walked up to Mason:

“Uncle, we're still in a hurry to go home. Let me help him collect his ashes.”

Upon hearing this, old Darcy felt slightly unhappy and said calmly:

“Your nephew is really kind.”

In the tone, there is no meaning of praise.

Mason shrugged and said, "Old Darcy, I'm still in a hurry to go home. Mary's going to blame me again if I'm late.”

Old Darcy gave up,

“You push one of the bodies up first, and I'll go pick it up.”

Ron pushed Mr. Mosan in. Karen hesitated for a moment, and helped Ron carry Mr. Mosan to the push table of the Incinerator.

Although Mr. Mosan appeared last night. Expressing his obsession not wanting to be cremated;

But Karen couldn't help him either, even if the previous' Karen 'left him six thousand rubles, buying a coffin at cost would be enough, but what about the cost of the burial ground?

The most important thing is... what are the reasons and qualifications for him to have his family give extra treatment to an ordinary customer?

Old Darcy turned his head and glanced at Karen standing behind him,

Ask: “Is it your first time coming?”

“Mmm.”

“Haven't you seen it before?”

“No.”

“He's really a young master, "Old Darcy joked.

For the first time, the male of the Emrys family saw the ashes.

Karen pointed to a pile of bones on the ground and asked, "Shouldn't it be ashes?”

Karen bit the word 'gray' a bit harder.

In his impression, after cremation, the ashes should be white and exist like flour.

What you can see in front of you is a pile of bone fragments, with ash present, but most of them are bone fragments, which are quite large.

Old Darcy puzzled and said, "That's it.”

“Oh, that's it.”

Karen suddenly realized that her previous life's film and television works had deceived her.

At this moment, when he saw Old Darcy throwing his smoked cigarette butt onto the ground, Karen touched his pocket, took out the pack of cigarettes Paul had given him, pulled out one, and handed it to Old Darcy.

Old Darcy took the cigarette, he looks a lot better,

But he still remembers to remind: “That's not how good people are treated.”

“Hehe. "Karen understood his meaning and could only explain," He has come to our school before and taught us an open class, so he can be considered my teacher.”

Upon hearing this reason,

Old Darcy smashed the filter,

“That's it.”

Immediately,

Old Darcy put on gloves in his left hand and picked up a small hammer in his right hand, squatting down.

Start pounding these large bones, breaking them into smaller pieces.

“Would everyone take the ashes away like this? "Karen asked curiously.

Old Darcy let out a "hehe" and said, "Most of us just took some of it.”

“Oh, "Karen said again," that…”

“Didn't you see that I'm doing it? It's for your uncle's sake. "Old Darcy shook his shoulder and continued pounding on the bone." It's also for your grandpa's sake. “

Large bones, broken one by one;

Old Darcy stopped and pointed to the sloping front platform, where there was a row of various styles of urn boxes.

“Bring one over.”

“Oh, well.”

Karen walked over and glanced at it, realizing that the cheapest urn was actually worth 1000 rupees.

An ordinary worker, half a month's salary.

Of course, what's even more expensive is that Karen saw an exquisite and elegant urn priced at 50K rupees;

However, it has accumulated a lot of dust on it, clearly an old actor.

After all, many people who come for cremation, apart from religious reasons, are destined to find it difficult to circulate this 50K rupees urn because it is cheaper than burial.

Karen picked up the 1000 rupees urn and brought it to Old Darcy.

”That, I will ask my uncle to give you the money.”

Old Darcy let out a "haha" and waved his hand, saying generously, "No need.”

“I'm sorry, 1000 rupees.”

“The cost is 50, and the wholesale price is cheaper.”

“... "Karen.

It's really so black.

Old Darcy asked with some confusion, "Didn't you ever help your family with things before?”

“I... no.”

This part of the memory was really absent from Karen's mind.

“Your family sells coffins and clothes, which is similar to this.”

“That's right.”

Karen smiled awkwardly.

Hehe, my home is also so dark.

Old Darcy began to load the ashes, selecting the bottom, side, and center according to the size and shape of the bones

Clear hierarchy and orderly order;

Make Karen feel like she's setting the plate before serving.

Finally,

There's basically nothing missing,

Old Darcy put almost all the ashes into the urn;

The hard and difficult to burn skull was finally placed in the middle and top position by Old Darcy;

Subsequently,

With a snap,

Old Darcy buttoned up the urn.

“Take it to him.”

“Okay, thank you.”

“Ah.”

Karen bent down,

Pick up the urn.

It's hard to imagine that she might have been a living person not long ago. Well, even before entering the Incinerator, she was still a complete person.

Now,

It's in the box in my hand.

Karen walked out, and as he approached the man, he instinctively reached out his hands, but a little timid.

“She... she…”

“I took your wife out, don't mind. Now, I'll give her to you.”

Upon hearing this,

The man's expression suddenly became much more relaxed,

The tone of speech also stabilized slightly:

“No... you are a gentleman.”

He finally reached out and picked up his wife's ashes box, holding it in his arms.

“My Linda... has she really left?”

Karen replied, "On a physical level, he has indeed left.”

“That... "The man raised his head, with a hopeful expression in his eyes.

“But in the spiritual world, she is still alive, living in your spirit. You think, she's right there.”

“Yes, yes. "The man kept nodding." As long as I think, she's there. She's still by my side. No, she's even closer to me, my Linda.”

The man's face showed a smile, not that ferocious smile, but a warm, warm, and sunny one.

“Linda believes in Berenism, according to which her body needs to be cremated; you know, bringing her to a crematorium is more like torture to me.

Thank you. After Linda left, my friends around me advised me to take it easy and accept her departure. You were the first one to tell me she was still there. Thank you, I really appreciate you.”

“Don't mention it.”

The man held the urn and turned to leave.

Karen leaned silently against the hallway wall, slowly drawing out a cigarette;

At this moment, Mason walked over and asked with some anger:

“Karen, I know you're kind, but you can't help everyone. If you get used to being kind, you'll find that there are really too many people in this world who need help.”

“Uncle, I just... "Karen wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain the reason for his" colleague "and could only nod." Yes, Uncle, I know I can't help too many people.”

“No, it's not a problem that you can't help, but when you find that more and more people need your help and you're powerless, you feel pain.”

Karen paused for a moment and nodded, " You're right.”

Mason was very satisfied with Karen's attitude. He shrugged and said, "Besides, many times being a good person doesn't pay off well.”

As soon as the words fell,

The man who had previously left holding the urn trotted over again, standing in front of Karen and bowing to him again.

“I'm sorry, I forgot. I haven't given the money for the urn yet.”

The man pulled out an old-fashioned wallet that was a bit old and obviously old,

Of course, the previous adjectives are meaningless and pale,

Because the key to describing a wallet is its... thickness.

It's very thick, to be precise, it's very swollen!

Inflate to the point where it cannot even close!

It turns out that he didn't have the money to cremate, nor did he have the money to tip, nor did he have the money to buy an urn box, but... he never thought of the life experience that he didn't spend money to have convenience in.

“I already paid for the cremation fee before. May I ask how much is the ashes box? "The man asked," Sorry, I almost forgot before and just took Linda's hand and left.”

“Five... cough... one thousand rupees.”

Karen originally wanted to say a cost price of 50.

But then it occurred to me that Old Darcy had also been helpful in packing up the ashes very well. This thousand rupees should be used to pay for the urn.

He didn't want to use this to make a profit on the price difference.

After all, he didn't lack small money in his previous life; In this lifetime, he doesn't have to worry about food and drink for the time being. The last "Karen" also saved himself 6000 rupees of private money.

“Okay.”

The man took out all the money in his wallet, collected the empty wallet, and then took a thick stack of money and handed it to Karen.

This thickness,

This weight,

Uncle Mason looked straight beside him.

Well,

Karen, who had not been moved by small money before, now has his eyes a bit straight.

This large pile of money has at least 20000 rupees, just a lot more!

Subconsciously swallowing saliva, Karen spoke up and said, "You're giving... too much.”

“Not much, this is your psychological counseling fee. The psychological service you provided me is worth the price. No, you gave Linda back to me again, and this little money cannot even come to thank you for your great help! But this time, I only had time to temporarily go to the bank to withdraw these cash. I knew I should have withdrawn more.”

“No, no, no, that's enough, that's enough, "Karen quickly comforted him.

“I... I didn't bring my business card. My name is Piaget, Piaget Adams. Where's my business card, my business card... Do you have one? I hope to contact you in the future to discuss it.”

“I didn't.”

“Yes, there is.”

Uncle Mason at one side immediately took out a business card of his own and handed it to him, which was printed with " Emrys Dead Care Company".

Piaget held his business card and smiled, "I will visit you at the address above in the future. Thank you again.”

Speaking,

Piaget bowed to Karen again.

Karen, holding a large stack of bills, immediately returned the gift.

Immediately,

Piaget took his wife and left again.

Karen counted out a thousand rupees to give to old Darcy later.

Karen handed the remaining money to Mason.

Mason just smiled and pushed the money back, saying:

“Keep it for yourself.”

“Don't you need to hand it over? "Karen asked.

Money is a lot of truth, but compared to life, it is definitely still important.

If this income is handed over to the public:

Hey, Dis, Have you seen it, I not only know how to cook, but I also make money! So please don't kill me!

“He already said, what kind of fee is it for you... Oh, the consulting fee, that's yours. Just keep it, remember to keep it, or I can take you to the bank tomorrow to open an account for you and deposit it.”

“Thank you, Uncle.”

“No need to thank you, no need to thank you. "Mason reached out and lowered Karen's shoulder, asking," You just spoke to that... Piaget, didn't you? I heard everything you said to him. Although I couldn't understand, I could feel that you had interpreted him very well. Why didn't I know you would talk to people before.”

Former "Karen" was an autistic patient, how could he possibly talk to others?

“I saw it in the book and learned some.”

“Oh, that's it. After going back, I'll discuss it with your aunt, so that our family can expand another project, just like this one, psychological counseling or therapy. Do you know that the families who have lost loved ones are very sad and need someone to relieve them.”

Oh,

Karen understood Mason's meaning now;

In fact, in his last life, in the high-end Funeral home, there would be psychological consultants to help the relatives of the deceased and provide psychological guidance.

“Can you do this? "Mason continued," I mean, you don't have to force yourself.”

“Sure, no problem.”

Karen's answer was very straightforward, out of her professional confidence.

“That's great, you know, every time I see those grieving families, I feel so heartbroken... “Mason covered his chest.

“Uncle is really kind…”

“Because I know that people are irrational and willing to spend money more than usual in those emotions, and I don't have enough names to earn their money. The thought of this makes me so heartbroken.”

“... "Karen.

“Do you really want to give Old Darcy a thousand rupees? "Mason asked.

“Hmm. "Karen nodded.

“Okay, I'll go give it to him. "Mason took a thousand rupees and went inside to look for Old Darcy.

Inside the glass wall,

Old Darcy used an iron hook to scratch out a hole in Mr. Mosan's belly,

Then push it into the Incinerator.

Karen saw Mason approaching Old Darcy, who was initially surprised and then laughed. He turned around and took off his hat and bowed to Karen outside the glass wall.

At this point,

Ron also swayed out and lit a cigarette to relax.

“Ron.”

“Um, what's up, Master Karen.”

Karen took out 500 rupees and handed them to Ron.

“This money... "Ron was a bit unsure.

“The gentleman just gave it .”

“Really, thank you, young master. Thank you young master.”

Ron is very happy to put his money into his pocket. He has no wife and is a Moonlight clan. He even has to pay back the famine he left last month after paying his salary every month. The extra 500 rupees is enough for him to spend two nights in the pub.

Karen spoke and asked:

“By the way, Ron, did the government department call you to collect Jeff's body.”

Ron was completely unprepared and replied directly:

“No, we were supposed to go to Huashuiwan Sanatorium to pick up Mr. Mosan that morning, but we were passing by Mink Street... 125 or 130. Anyway, we found Jeff frozen to death there next to the garbage bin on the street ahead.

We can only send Jeff back first and then pick up Mr. Mosan. Mr. Mason also applied for the welfare bill afterwards.”

Sure enough!

Karen immediately remembered what Uncle Mason had said when he drove past the building, which was before 128: ”However, the day before yesterday, her family encountered a problem and she asked me for help, so I helped handle it... She and her husband are looking for a new house to move.”

So,

Uncle helped his first love,

Processed a corpse!

Wait a minute,

Karen suddenly realized a problem,

That is, he once "saw" some pictures on the bodies of Mr. Mosan and Jeff respectively;

Mr. Mosan has a persistent desire not to be cremated, which Aunt Mary has proven to be true. Due to religious beliefs, Mr. Mosan is very resistant to cremation.

And if what he saw at Mr. Mosan's place is true,

So, isn't the woman he saw at Jeff's place with only one leg and one face also... really?

Karen immediately remembered the second floor scene she saw as he passed by the house, that legs, and the red high heels!

So,

Uncle's first love for home,

There is a monster living at this moment!