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Samit and Kieran looked at each other, their expressions turning gloomy, neither of them saying a word.

It seems that I asked about something that I shouldn't have, so I immediately changed the topic and told Samit about my Second Uncle's situation. Yesterday was the last day, but Second Uncle still hasn't woken up, what should I do?

Samit thought about it, then said that his Zen Master had told him that if he was unable to wake up, he would bring him to the Deer Garden.

Hearing him say so, I saw a glimmer of hope, whether it was okay or not, as long as there was hope.

I asked this and that as I ate, and both father and daughter had a look of displeasure on their faces that I didn't notice at the time, until I realized that Indians never talk when they eat, which is the opposite of what we do, and that most of us like to eat and talk.

It seems that if I want to gain a foothold in India, I first have to learn to follow customs and overcome cultural differences.

Shortly after dinner, my phone rang. It was from my father, who told me on the phone that someone called Li Dan was looking for me, but he couldn't reach me. After searching for a while, he finally called my home and told me to call back as soon as possible.

This Li Dan is our dorm's Lao Er, Steamed Bun's brother.

After hanging up, I remembered that in order to not let Steamed Bun disturb me, I had deleted his phone number, which was set to reject foreign calls. Even Lao Er's phone had been added to the blacklist.

It seems that Lao Er definitely has something important to discuss with me after going through so much trouble to find me, so I immediately went back.

As soon as the call connected, I heard Lao Er screaming crazily. Yang, my brother is dead!

Hearing this sentence, an inexplicable fear and shock surged into my heart, only until the phone kept ringing with Lao Er's questioning voice did I come back to my senses, and ask him what was going on.

Lao Er said shakily on the phone that he wanted me to come back and participate in the funeral and tell him in person when he returns.

After hanging up, the guilt and panic that I had never felt before made my legs go weak.

Samit frowned and asked me what was going on. I told him the situation and the buyer of the Black Infant was dead.

When Samit finished listening to me, he sat back down on the chair, and his face once again revealed that he had lost control of his mind.

Li Dan and I had been classmates for four years, and were on the same side. Even if his brother's death had nothing to do with the Holy Infant, I had to participate in this funeral as well.

Samit expressed his understanding towards me, he said that it just so happens that you can go back to your country to get a work visa, and if he can show me a work invitation, I can get a work visa and stay in India for the rest of the year.

He drew up a work invitation letter and gave it to me. He also booked a plane ticket for me to come back quickly, remember one thing, no matter what, do not track down the whereabouts of the Holy Infant. No matter how far you hide, no matter how far you hide from them.

I bid farewell to Samit and his daughter, and took the plane to Chengdu. After arriving at the place, I went back to my home, and after greeting my parents briefly, I rushed over to Lao Er and the rest's house.

Last time, Lao Er and Steamed Bun brought me over to his house to take delivery, but I didn't think it would be too far away. This time, however, I had to take several public transportation trips and ride on a small bus for another half an hour before I managed to reach the entrance of his village.

After entering the village, I really didn't have to worry about not being able to find the Lao Er's house, because from afar, I could already hear the sound of the suona blowing. In the countryside here, we even have to pay attention to the red and white happy events.

To be honest, I really don't like this sort of thing. If I didn't have to, I wouldn't dare to come.

Arriving at Lao Er's house, I saw that the courtyard had been set up with funeral shed. In the center of the courtyard was a large red lacquered coffin, and beside the coffin was a small table with a portrait of Steamed Bun on it. The large eyes in the portrait were glaring at me, causing me to hastily move to the side in fear, not daring to look any further.

There were a lot of people in the courtyard, the mortuary workers were busy doing their work, friends and relatives were all hanging their faces, and Lao Er's mother was crying in front of the coffin.

My family is also from the countryside, and the village is full of dead people, but most of them are sad and joyful. When friends and relatives gather together, they will talk and laugh, and even if there are people crying, they will be the mourners.

However, this was the first time I had seen such a funeral with a black head and white hair. The atmosphere of the whole scene gave off an endless sense of oppression.

If it were mourning, especially when the elders sent the juniors away, they would not dress up in mourning, but only wear a white flower in front of their chest.

Just at this moment, Lao Er walked out of the funeral shed with a face full of tears, and unintentionally saw me.

Just as I was about to go up and advise him not to mourn, Lao Er suddenly widened his eyes and shouted: Zhang Yang is here! Everyone, hurry up and beat him to death!

Lao Er's blood-red eyes were extremely sinister and scary.

The moment he said that, before I could react, the ten or so people who were busy earlier in the courtyard heard his words and rushed towards me. They were all holding wooden sticks in their hands.

Seeing the situation, although I don't know what happened, I am very clear that they are here to beat me up!

Without saying anything further, I turned around to run away.

Unexpectedly, before I could even turn my head around and run two meters, a few people rushed over. The one leading them, a large fatty, kicked my stomach, causing me to fall to the ground with a stomachache.

Lao Er shouted, beat him to death! Kill him! He is the culprit behind my brother's death!

Before I could dodge, I was hit in the back with a smack that made my eyes sparkle.

A dozen men surrounded me and raised their sticks to hit me.

I thought, "I'm finished. Their village is sealed up, and the villagers do not have any sense of justice. In addition to this special atmosphere, it is very possible that they would kill someone."

But at this moment, something unexpected happened.

It was unknown who shouted, opened his eyes, opened his eyes!

Lao Er was the first to run into the funeral shed, following that, those people who surrounded me also ran into the funeral shed.

I sat on the ground, unmoving, in a mess.

Just as I was thinking, they kept shouting and opening their eyes. What did they open their eyes for?

Just then, I heard a wail coming from the funeral shed.

I originally wanted to run, but after thinking about it again, since Lao Er is also my classmate for four years, he shouldn't do anything to me.

Since there were so many people around, I wasn't that afraid anymore. I stood up, dusted off the dirt on my body and walked into funeral shed.

At this time, the funeral shed was already in a mess. Some were carrying their heads and running out while others were hiding in a corner while trembling.

Lao Er's mother was supported out of the funeral shed by a few people, and Lao Er and a few others peeked inside from beside the coffin, panic appearing on their faces.

I bravely walked over and peeked into the coffin.

But it was this look that scared me out of my wits.

The dead Steamed Bun was wearing an old black suit (longevity jacket, dialect). His eyes were wide open and his pupils were bulging, as if they would fall out at any moment.

But the most frightening thing is, his pair of dead fish-like eyes are looking straight at me!