Chu Lan had already gotten into the ambulance with the man.

The ambulance slowly drove away from the funeral home.

The crowd of people talking around, as well as the sound of cars in the distance, made the anger in Wang Mingli's heart burn more and more. Her anger had been transmitted to my mind. With such a strong consciousness, even if I was not connected to her thoughts, I could see the faint fire coming from her body at this moment.

"It seems to be stronger." The man said.

"It's the prayer, the signature...... The previous sister Sun, as well as Tang Zhuoxi...... It's all her, it's all her......" Wang Mingli gritted her teeth, "how can she do this...... How can it be ......"

I saw that the yin qi on Wang Mingli's body was changing.

The man squinted his eyes, "What's going on?" I'm curious. ”

Wang Mingli turned her head, "Who are you?" You are...... Ghost? ”

"I'm a ghost too." The man emphasized the word "also".

Wang Mingli's face changed suddenly, even more hideous than just now, and there was a kind of grief.

She was like a balloon that had been punctured, and suddenly she was deflated, and she was somewhat painfully aware of what she had experienced.

“…… I'm the third, and three more...... They...... It's too much, it's too much......" Wang Mingli's eyes overflowed with tears.

"Oh. In this way, she may not know. The man put his hands in his pockets, his shoulders hunched, and turned his head, as if looking for a place to lean back.

"She, don't know?" Wang Mingli looked up at the man.

"It's possible." The man didn't care about the authenticity, "This kind of game is played by a lot of people, right?" I didn't take it seriously when I played. There are also people who worship when they see the temple, regardless of what kind of Bodhisattva is enshrined inside. ”

The man is still not sarcastic, just stating the facts.

Wang Mingli was silent.

After a while, Wang Mingli asked, "What's your name?" ”

"I don't know." The man shook his head, "I've been dead for too long, and I've forgotten all these things." Well...... You call me October. I died in October. ”

Wang Mingli looked at the man suspiciously.

"That's the person you're going to see off?" The man tilted his head sideways and looked at the group of people who were walking in the distance.

I followed and saw Tang Zhuoxi's posthumous photo.

Wang Mingli burst into tears.

I don't know if I'm crying for myself, or if I'm crying for Tang Zhuoxi, or if I'm crying for all of them.

The procession passed in front of me, and it was supposed to go to the cemetery next to it and bury Tang Zhuoxi's ashes directly.

In the team, someone mentioned Wang Mingli and Chu Lan. The atmosphere of grief and grief seems to be dyed with a layer of fear and weirdness.

Wang Mingli followed at the end of the line.

Surprisingly, that October followed.

Neither of them spoke.

When I entered the cemetery and saw the neat rows of tombstones, the feeling of death became more and more intense.

Wang Mingli burst into tears, and her anger and resentment seemed to flow out of her body like this.

The two did not get to Tang Zhuoxi's tombstone, but just stood in the wider road and looked at the situation over there.

October suddenly spoke: "If there is life, there is death." Look at it, let's go and reincarnate as soon as possible. ”

Wang Mingli asked in a low voice: "Reincarnation?" Why didn't you go to reincarnation? ”

I also looked to October.

He was a little like the souls I'd seen, but a little different. He does have yin energy in him, a ghost, not a lost soul.

October thought about it, shook his head and said, "I don't know either." When most people die, they go to reincarnation. Some of them left here to fulfill their last wishes. I've forgotten how I died, and I have forgotten if I had any last wishes. ”

This October sounds even stranger.

The obsession of ghosts cannot fade naturally. That's their willingness to stay on earth. Even if you lose yourself, it is impossible to forget your last wishes.

I suspect that this October may be the soul that lingers on earth. He has been in the funeral home for too long, and he has been infected with the yin qi here, and he is not a real ghost.

I looked at October and didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

Tang Zhuoxi's burial took a long time. The coffin is to be buried in the tomb and sealed. The words on the tombstone seem to be retraced and colored. Then, Tang Zhuoxi's relatives worshiped one by one.

I saw a middle-aged woman in the crowd. She should be Tang Zhuoxi's mother. She had cried the saddest when the body had just said goodbye, and now she was crying so much that she was almost fainting.

The people around were scrambling to comfort.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man. Tang Zhuoxi may still be her only daughter. The blow is even greater.

Wang Mingli's heart welled up with sadness again.

"My mom...... If only my mother knew...... Wang Mingli said tremblingly.

No one answered.

Surrounded by indifferent and sad people, they worship their relatives and friends, and no one will see Wang Mingli.

October didn't go to comfort Wang Mingli.

"Brother October, this is a newcomer."

Behind him, a voice rang out.

I jerked my head and saw an illusory figure sitting on a tombstone.

It was an old man with gray hair, not so old, always in his sixties or seventies, and in good spirits.

October glanced back and said "um".

Wang Mingli didn't care about this, crying to herself.

I looked around with some trepidation and saw this illusory shadow on many tombstones.

They all have yin qi in their bodies, but they are not even so complete in form.

One man spoke, and the others spoke.

They seemed to be unable to move, so they were fixed to the tombstone, but the voice of the voice reached my ears clearly.

"Poor thing. How did you die? ”

"If you're dead, you're dead, don't ask."

"Just arrived at Mom. Girl, where is your mother? ”

"Oh, you old things, what are you doing asking this?"

It was only then that I realized that most of these souls were actually concentrated in this cemetery, and there were not so many souls in further away places and other plots.

Some thoughts came to my mind.

"Life and death, girl, don't think so much, go to reincarnation as soon as possible."

"You have to listen to it. Why don't you go yourself? ”

"I haven't seen my granddaughter-in-law yet, how can I go with confidence?"

"Your grandson hasn't been here for several years, hasn't he?"

"I can feel it, that's fine."

Most of the souls are old people, and their minds seem to be peaceful. The yin qi on their bodies does not have that kind of demonic aura.

"But, girl, there's something wrong with your death. Did you get killed? ”

"Do you know who it is?"

"You people, why are you asking this? It's all dead. ”

They themselves quarreled again.

I felt like I was in the office of the neighborhood committee, listening to those aunts, mothers, old men and old ladies chatting and chatting.

October looked at Wang Mingli.

"What do you want to do now?"

Wang Mingli had stopped crying.

"I want to ...... Go home and go to the hospital. Wang Mingli said.

As she spoke, I felt the landscape change around me.

This is not a jump in dream time, but with Wang Mingli's words, her position has changed.

She stood in the morgue, beside her own body.

Through the glass window on the door of the morgue, I saw a man and a woman sitting in the hallway.

Wang Mingli was staring at her corpse in a daze, and after a while, she also found people waiting outside.

Chu Lan hung her head and sat motionless.

The man she had seen before sat beside her, tilting his head and silently accompanying her.

This scene is not very sweet. But I don't know if it's because both of them exude that cursed aura, and their auras seem to be very compatible.

Wang Mingli floated outside the door, passed through the door directly, and stood beside Chu Lan.

"That's him......" Wang Mingli murmured.

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