The Rebirth of Shazhu: Starting from Staying Away from Beasts

By the time Yi Zhonghai came to his senses.

The middle courtyard became deserted again, with only him standing there alone.

These supernatural events that happened one after another filled his heart with fear and anxiety.

At this moment, he no longer cared about so much, he made up his mind and stomped his feet.

He then ran towards the front yard.

However, what he never expected was that his wishful thinking completely failed.

When he rushed to the front yard, panting, he found that there was no one there! Every door was closed.

It turned out that those who had run to the front yard had already fled back to their homes;

The other two people from the next yard also turned and left without hesitation.

At this moment, I didn't even bother to close the gate of the courtyard.

As for the young men in the middle court, they were too panicked.

Without thinking, he followed the others and ran to the front yard.

At this moment, they all followed the residents in the front yard back home.

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai was in a dilemma of extreme embarrassment and fear.

Although the body has not suffered any real trauma.

But the series of thrilling scenes that I just experienced were too horrifying.

Especially when I think about the passing of an aunt, although it was not the result I wanted.

But his death was closely related to himself, and his heart was filled with endless regret and self-blame.

Faced with such a situation now, it would be difficult for anyone to remain calm.

However, escape is obviously not a long-term solution, and hiding in the front yard will not solve any problems.

What's more, there was no one there and the silence was eerie.

This kind of environment made Yi Zhonghai's fear even more intense and it did not relieve it at all.

In desperation, he had to muster up his courage, grit his teeth, turn around with difficulty and walk towards the central courtyard.

But at this moment, he seemed to be carrying a heavy burden, and his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

Every small step requires a huge effort.

His entire body seemed to be under an unspeakable pressure, making it difficult for him to move.

But even so, Yi Zhonghai still suppressed his fear and moved closer to the central courtyard step by step.

When he finally arrived at the middle courtyard, he found that the strange and bizarre scene in front of the mourning hall was still going on.

He Yuzhu was using some mysterious power to squat there quietly and burn paper money.

In Yi Zhonghai's eyes, those papers seemed to have life and flew into the brazier automatically.

This incredible scene made Yi Zhonghai terrified.

He clenched his teeth tightly and turned his head to the side, not daring to look directly at the mourning hall.

Then, he tried his best to drag his exhausted body and slowly moved towards his door.

The moment I stepped into the house, all the tension suddenly flooded into my heart like a flood.

Yi Zhonghai could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.

His little heart felt like it was being hit by a naughty little deer.

It kept making "thump, thump" sounds, as if it was about to jump out of the throat.

At this moment, a group of monks had already fallen into a sweet dream and were unaware that Yi Zhonghai had returned home.

No one paid any attention to Yi Zhonghai, and he lay quietly on the cold ground for a long time before gradually regaining some strength.

Then, he dragged his extremely heavy body with difficulty and slowly moved to the table and sat down.

Even a slight breeze blowing behind him would frighten him so much that he almost jumped up.

He Yuzhu squatted silently in the mourning hall and burned paper money for a long time.

Then, he lowered his voice and whispered softly:

"Auntie, I have avenged you now!"

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't know exactly what confidential information the NSA wanted to obtain from the two of them.

At this moment, he definitely has countless methods.

These two great evils can be easily eradicated without anyone knowing.

After watching Yi Zhonghai return to the Yi family like a dying old dog.

Only then did he turn and walk towards the backyard, preparing to go to bed and rest.

Just like that, the night passed quietly, peacefully without any disturbance.

When dawn breaks and the morning light appears, a new day arrives quietly.

However, for Yi Zhonghai, there is no time to care about those traditional customs and conventions at this moment.

No matter what kind of pressure and obstacles he faced, he had only one firm belief in his heart:

We must let Auntie rest in peace today.

The residents in the yard have all heard more or less about the series of strange and bizarre events that happened during these two nights.

These rumors hang over everyone's mind like a dark cloud, making people shudder.

Therefore, faced with Yi Zhonghai's resolute attitude, no one dared to stand up and express opposition or stop him.

As if there was an invisible tacit understanding, everyone silently accepted this decision.

So, early in the morning, the neighbors in the yard hurriedly tidied themselves up.

Arriving at the middle courtyard, the young and strong married men were responsible for lifting the heavy coffin, and the rest formed a huge funeral procession.

A group of people slowly moved towards the western suburbs.

Along the way, the atmosphere was heavy and solemn. No one spoke, only the sound of footsteps echoed in the silent streets.

At the same time, the monks who stayed in the yard continued to chant scriptures, recite Buddhist scriptures and perform rituals in front of the old lady's spirit tablet.

Try to appease the soul of the deceased through religious ceremonies and pray for peace and good fortune.

According to the division of labor, the men followed the team to the cemetery to participate in the burial;

The women in the courtyard stayed in the quadrangle to prepare the banquet.

Considering that they would have to invite the monk back to perform the ritual again, the banquet this time was specially prepared according to the standards of vegetarian dishes.

Although the dishes are simple, they also reflect respect for the deceased and the living's expectations for a better life in the future.

Time passed quickly and it was noon, and the courtyard gradually became noisy.

People sat together, enjoying delicious food and chatting.

It seemed that the thrilling horror scene last night had been forgotten.

At this moment, everyone just wants to use laughter to dispel the haze in their hearts.

As people clinked glasses, they temporarily forgot their worries and troubles and immersed themselves in the joyful atmosphere.

The death of the aunt ended quietly with the funeral.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was time for the steel rolling mill to start work.

In the early morning, the sun shines through the thin clouds, casting rays of golden light and illuminating the earth.

He Daqing sat on the back seat of He Yuzhu's bicycle early in the morning.

We arrived at the entrance of the steel rolling mill after a bumpy ride.

After arriving at the destination, He Yuzhu did not go straight to the third canteen where he was as usual.

Instead, he led his father straight to Director Yang's office.

Originally, He Daqing said that he was familiar with the route and could just go find Director Yang himself.

However, He Yuzhu insisted on taking him there.

He Daqing didn't say much.