When I dreamed of this, I woke up suddenly.

My forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

In the dark bilge, I curled up, clenched on my knees and shivering.

How could I have foreseen his death?

Who killed him?

I was so emotionally unstable that I couldn't use my internal strength to resist the cold caused by the power of the Yin, and the overwhelming cold instantly spread all over my limbs.

I was instantly cold enough to stiffen my body, and the freeze spread around my body at a speed visible to the naked eye in the bilge.

I hurriedly sat up cross-legged, my eyes hazy with tears and forcibly urging my internal force, and gradually I was able to resist the cold caused by the power of the yin.

Time was no different from my body, and I found that the ice that had spread in the bilge had also flowed backwards and disappeared.

It turns out that the ice brought about by the power of the Yin can be restored again if it is only due to the leakage of the power of the Yin that I cannot control.

It was already morning, so I wiped the tears on my cheeks and left the bilge, propped the boat to the shore and left the shallow bay, and then took a taxi to the downtown area.

After I arrived in the downtown area, I took out my new mobile phone and turned on to make a call to Ye Gulan in a secluded place with few people.

"Wife?!" he quickly answered the phone, his tone pleasantly surprised.

I wet my eyes and blink and ask him what he was doing.

He immediately reported his trip after he was separated from me, telling me that he and Ren Chigasa were having a picnic.

I asked him what kind of picnic he was and he laughed and told me it was grilled fish.

He and Ren Chigasa had exhausted the dry food they were carrying, so they chose to catch fish to satisfy their hunger.

"Husband, I miss you. I smiled, tears rolled down my face.

"Eh, wife, are you sure?" he teased in a low voice, protesting that I didn't call him dear, and telling me how much he missed me.

I blushed and said it would be more comfortable to call him husband, but I still need to be in love before I can call him out.

"Wife, are you tempting me?" his voice was magnetic and low, with a strong desire.

"Nope. No. I didn't think so. My cheeks were even hotter, and I hurriedly denied the triple.

"Wife, I think. He wanted a more tone.

My body had already responded honestly.

I quickly digressed from the subject.

I ordered him and Ren Chigasa to buy more dry food and not to make too much of it, complained that he didn't take care of himself at all, and told him not to be too tired.

He responded to my orders and advice, and listened quietly to my complaints.

Even though I could only hear his voice on the phone, I could make up for the changes in his expression as if he were right in front of me.

When he listened to my complaints, the corners of his lips must be higher and higher, and his eyes must be full of stars.

During the call, I tried to bring him back countless times, but I never mentioned it.

The closer he gets to me, the more dangerous he becomes.

Master let him and Lian Chigasa search hard, probably for this reason, and probably didn't want him to get too close to me.

I talked to him for more than an hour before I was reluctant to end the call.

The moment I hung up, I was already thinking about it again.

I raised my hand to wipe away the tears from my cheeks, deleted the call logs, turned off my phone again, and walked away with my mind.

The purpose of my coming to the city is just to be able to talk quietly on the phone with Ye Gulan without being discovered.

Next, after I had breakfast on the downtown street, I was ready to buy a few more sets of clothes as props to return to Qianwan.

A strange call came at this time, and the other party was nearby and wanted to find me to exorcise evil spirits.

I didn't have to buy any more clothes when a business came to my door, so I went to the meeting place provided by my employer.

The employer is looking for an exorcist for herself, and the meeting place she offers is where she rents.

As soon as I got to the door, I could smell the strange smell of the house, which was like vomit and feces.

I put on my mask and knocked on the door.

She was in her twenties, her cheeks were deep and listless, and after opening the door, she was about to speak and rushed to the bathroom to vomit, and the green water she spit out smelled sour and rotten, and the process of vomiting looked painful.

The place where she lives is ventilated and sunny, there are no ghosts but there is a lingering yin energy.

I went to the living room and sat down to wait, and when she had finished throwing up, she sat down across from me and mentioned why she suspected she was evil.

Some time ago, when she was shopping with her girlfriend, she saw a funeral convoy.

There are more than 20 cars in front and behind the convoy, and they are all luxury cars, not ordinary rows, she was very sour, she was not as good as the dead, so she sighed at the scenery of the deceased.

Her best friend reminded her that it was a funeral and told her not to talk nonsense.

She laughed at her best friend's feudal superstition, and sincerely sighed that if she died one day, it would be nice if she could be as beautiful as the dead.

Her best friend complained that she was too unlucky to speak and disrespectful to the deceased.

The two also quarreled and broke up unhappily.

Later, she became inexplicably ill, and she couldn't find out the cause when she went to the hospital.

Later, she happened to hear that the funeral that day was the mother of a big boss, who died of stomach cancer, and before she died, she couldn't eat and vomited all the time.

Then she contacted me.

"Don't talk nonsense in the future. I raised my hand and stroked the void in front of me, formed a rune to dissipate the yin qi in the house, and explained that she would then buy paper money, burn it at the intersection at night, and read the name of the deceased to make amends.

After I finished explaining, I got up and said goodbye, and she grabbed me and begged me to accompany her to burn paper money at night.

Her family is not in the city, and she and her girlfriend have not reconciled.

Here, she has no one to rely on.

Don't you have anyone to rely on?

My eyes fell on the side bedroom with the door closed.

There is a sound of breathing in the lateral decubitus.

I asked her what was in the side bedroom, and she didn't know.

When she rented the room, the landlord said that the side bedroom was full of miscellaneous items, and she didn't have a key and never went in to see it.

Because the side bedroom was occupied, the landlord only charged her half of the rent.

She thinks it's a good deal to rent.

I waited for her to finish speaking, walked to the side and found a plastic piece to insert the door and unlock it.

She pale after me, and asked me if there was anything unclean in the side bedroom.

I told her to stay away from me, and she quickly retreated to the corner of the balcony, crouched on the ground and hugged the trash can and vomited again.

As the door of the side bedroom was opened, I was greeted by two black coffins parked side by side.

The windows in the side bedroom were closed, and the thick curtains tightly blocked the outside light, and there was nothing superfluous outside the black coffin.

The corpse of the Yang who was suppressed?

I glanced at the inside of the side bed, raised my foot and walked to the coffin to push the lid open.

There is indeed a yang corpse in each of the two black coffins.

The forehead of each yang corpse was indeed pasted with a yellow charm, which not only suppressed the yang corpse but also suppressed the unique evil aura of the dead room.

The so-called yang corpse is a ghost whose resentment is too deep to be reincarnated can only cling to the corpse of the ghoul and the ghost is one, only recognizing that his own corpse will not be attached to others, and the body is not rotten and will breathe like a living person.

Yang corpse love land.

If the corpse is placed elsewhere or incinerated, the ghosts in the corpse, no matter how low the level of the ghosts, will immediately turn into evil ghosts.

There are two ways to deal with yang corpses.

The first is to suppress the yang corpse in the place of death, and let it absorb the nearby yang qi at night to dissipate the resentment so that it can be reincarnated.

When the time comes, the ghost will leave the corpse.

When the time comes, the corpse decomposes itself.

The second is to destroy all the ghosts and corpses that are combined with the ghouls in an instant, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

The two corpses in the coffin were pale, a man and a woman had their eyes closed, they were quite old, and they were wearing shrouds.

I glanced at the inside of the coffin, closed the lid again, walked out of the side bedroom, went to the balcony to briefly explain the situation in the side bedroom to my employer, and also mentioned the consequences of the displacement of the corpse, and then let her make a choice.

She trembled more and more and immediately chose to call the police, but when she dialed the phone, she hung up in a hurry, mentioning that she didn't want to cause more trouble.

The landlord knocked on the door at this time to collect the rent, and she was so nervous that her eyes rolled and she passed out.

Didn't do anything bad but were afraid of ghosts knocking on the door?

I kicked aside the trash can next to her and opened the door for her.

The man who came was a man in his sixties, and when he saw the door open on his side, his face changed drastically, and he quickly stepped into the house and locked the door with his backhand, and then rushed into the side bedroom.

I stood behind the door and waited for him to rush out of the side again, then look around, then rush to me, and his expression changed and finally froze on the grim expression.

"One million, I keep this secret, this house can no longer be rented, two million, I will dispose of the yang corpse for you, so that you and your children and grandchildren have no worries at all. Don't bare your teeth in front of me, don't think too much, you'll die. I gave the choice after he froze his expression.

As I gave my choice, his expression changed again and fell into the middle of a choice.