His difficult choice ended with me sharpening my blade and pulling it around in my hand.

What he chose was for me to completely dispose of the yang corpse for him, so that he and his descendants would have no worries at all.

As he made his choice, I raised my hand to the sofa in the living room and asked him to sit there and start raising money.

He stayed where he was, and begged me to let him leave for a while to raise money himself.

I gave him a cold look.

He abruptly stopped pleading, hesitated to sit down on the couch, and then took out his phone and began to raise money.

In less than half an hour, after his remuneration had been paid, I checked the balance of my bank card and walked to my side, raising my palm to push the coffin with the power of the instantaneous spell.

The coffin and the yang corpse instantly turned into powder, and he collapsed to the ground in shock.

I was also a little surprised that I controlled the use of only the spell to raise my palm, and I could already break the coffin and break the corpse, and I could already break things.

My original plan was to kill corpses and souls.

At this time, the employer woke up leisurely, and approached the side lying with his hands and feet.

She didn't hide her doubts about the emptiness of the side bed.

I tried my best to tell her that there was no superfluity in the side bedroom, and my previous words were just to improve her ability to resist stress.

She breathed a sigh of relief in disbelief, and then rushed to the bathroom to vomit.

"You just wanted to trouble me and get your gratuity back later?" I then asked the landlord who hadn't come back to his senses.

"No, no, don't dare, don't dare. He waved his hand repeatedly.

Without further ado, I went back to the living room and sat down.

The two yang corpses are naturally inseparable from him, I don't need to tell him, and he won't mention what he just saw to others.

As I sat down in the living room, he got up from the floor, hesitating whether to sit down in the living room or leave.

Seeing his hesitation, I waved my hand and beckoned him to sit down in the living room and asked him to talk about his relationship with the two yang corpses.

The employer's contact brought me a lot of extra income, and I decided to go with her to burn paper money in the evening at her request.

Since the time is still early, it is also idle, so it is better to listen to the story first.

The landlord kept rubbing his hands together, and after a minute of silence, he paid attention to the movement of the bathroom and spoke the story very quickly.

The two yang corpses were his father and mother.

This apartment was the residence left by his parents after the separation of their children, and they made an agreement that whoever would provide for them in the future would own the house.

Even if they have a house as payment, no one wants to provide for their parents.

He didn't actually want to, but he couldn't bear to see his parents old and helpless, so he took over the task of providing for his parents despite his wife's opposition.

But his parents were too good to live, and in the end they were both paralyzed in bed, and his temper became more and more eccentric, and he was not allowed to find a nanny, let alone go to a nursing home, so he was left alone to take care of him.

Not only that, no matter if any relatives came to visit, his parents would say that he was unfilial, that he wished they would die early, that he had abused them.

He was very tired, very tired, he had to surround his parents all day long, he couldn't go anywhere, he couldn't do anything, and he had to suffer from the unfilial eyes of his relatives and friends.

In fact, he was not unfilial at all.

In fact, he was not very dedicated to taking care of his parents.

When he finally couldn't bear it anymore, he was born to the side of his guts and suffocated his parents to death.

He was finally liberated.

He was also afraid that his parents would not spare him when they died.

So on the eve of the funeral, he quietly invited a Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest said that the bodies of his parents could not be buried, that the corpses were already yang corpses, and that they had the ability to harm him, but they had not done it yet.

He was so scared that he couldn't do it, and he began to regret not doing it at the beginning.

He was later buried in an empty coffin.

He locked the bodies of his parents until I came, and it was only just now that he finally removed the stone from his heart.

The reward I asked for was too high, and he did think about going back to me to get it back.

When he saw my move, he completely gave up the idea of getting my money back.

At this point, after recalling the past, he already felt that the remuneration I wanted was not high, and he would no longer have the idea of retrieving the reward.

He thanked me for finally letting him sleep soundly.

Since the death of his parents, he has not been able to sleep soundly at night.

"Thank you. At this point, he covered his face and began to cry.

The employer hurriedly came out of the bathroom and asked me what had happened to him and why he was crying, and I told her to keep throwing up and not be nosy.

Then, after the landlord stabilized his mood and left, I took my employer, who also left the house with the trash can to buy paper money.

The employer's appearance of throwing up while walking attracted a lot of attention along the way, and she was so embarrassed that she flew up, but she was even more afraid that I would suddenly leave and not burn paper with her at night.

I let her follow, bought paper money, and went straight to the intersection to wait for dark.

As night fell, I took out a lighter and handed her the paper money, and she began to burn the paper at the intersection and read the name of the deceased to apologize.

An old lady ghost followed from the darkness, with a palpable rage.

It turns out that it's still a must-report type?

I stared coldly at the old lady's ghost, and the old lady hurriedly retreated, her eyes fluttering, and her anger dissipated, and she began to obediently put away the paper money.

"Isn't that what it is?" the employer confirmed to me after burning the paper money.

The old lady's ghost disappeared into the darkness with paper money at this time.

"It's done. "I looked back, took my employer's honorarium, and then took a taxi back to Shallow Bay.

The taxi driver drove very steadily but slowly, and he drove the car out of the main road halfway to the unknown path, telling me that the road was a shortcut to get to the destination faster.

I didn't go down the trail, I didn't know if what he said was true, so I didn't react superfluously.

Then he did take me to the beach, but not to the beach.

This seaside is desolate and close to an undeveloped island.

As the car was about to reach the beach, he lit incense in the car, which had a strong hallucinogenic effect but was of no use to me.

I sat in the back of the car and pretended to be asleep, let the car reach the beach, and then let him kick the accelerator to drive me to the island by the sea.

He is in his thirties and wears glasses and looks sven, and he is really a person who cannot be seen, and his familiar appearance is obviously not the first time he has committed a crime.

He couldn't wait to get out of the car after the brakes turned off on the island and then pulled the door on my side in the back of the car, and I was about to make a move, but he froze again when he opened the door.

The layers of sea fog on the island, which were originally only a faint thin smoke, instantly became thick a second before he froze his movements, so heavy that it almost fell to the ground.

At the same time, there was a faint moaning in the sea breeze.

He froze and froze, his eyes wide, and he gasped for air.

I clearly felt that there was an icy pressure that instantly enveloped the entire island as the sea fog thickened.

The cold pressure is not something that ordinary people can bear, it can be poured directly into the body from the mud pill palace on the top of the person's head, freezing until the person can't even move the lung lobes, and freezing until the person's chest is so stuffy that he can't breathe.

I kicked him away from the scene and continued to sit in the back of the car waiting for the follow-up.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, bringing yin qi to attack people.

The moans grew louder and louder, like countless people crying, and like a group of children laughing and running, coming from all directions without an exact direction, and finally gradually becoming a terrible wail that was not ordinary harsh.

The sea fog has turned to ghost fog, and the ghosts are about to appear.

I got out of the car and set foot on the island.

The time is already the time of the night, and the transformation of heaven and earth from yin to yang is the hour when the yin soul is most raging.

At this time, if a lot of people have died in a certain place, and they are buried in the ground and their grievances cannot be released, and the feng shui of that place happens to have the characteristics of blood and blood, and the evil spirits will be rampant.

The first thing I looked around the island was when I got out of the car.

The ghostly fog was not thick enough to obscure my vision.

Although the island is connected to the land by roads, it is also surrounded by the sea, and there is a half-moon-shaped peninsula next to it, which looks like a gossip yin and yang fish.

The island I am on is the yin eye in the yang fish, and it is the best place for the yang world to raise corpses.

Does Gu Chuan know about this place, does he raise corpses here?

As soon as I thought of this, a hand covered with rotten flesh suddenly reached out from the ground and grabbed the taxi master's ankle.

The blood of the master of the priest quickly sank into the ground along the rotten flesh of his hands, which bulged up like earthworms.

The judge, who was kicked unconscious by my kick, suddenly opened his scattered eyes, and every inch of his body trembled, shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a mummy-like dried corpse.

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