The ghost cha said a lot, and I have to say that it is much better than Xia Qian's speech; I also listened to it secretly; I also began to believe what Grandma Chen said: When I became a yincha, my life changed completely.

No matter who or what I will meet, they are no longer the same as normal people; In the past, when I was just running a small gallery, I couldn't meet monks, I couldn't see old people, and I couldn't see ghosts...... But now I'm in a world of ghosts, all because I've been given the key to another world. After I became a bad guy, I met these people and things because I was a bad guy; If I were an ordinary person, I would never have met it; It's impossible to listen to ghosts and tell me these things in the funeral parlor right now.

A short time after returning to the house, Mia woke up. She rubbed her eyes and saw me sitting beside me; He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Ah, he didn't leave." I thought he was going to leave alone while I was asleep. ’

I also smiled lightly, stood up and took a glass of water and handed it over: "Wake up?" Can't sleep here? Let's go back and make up for it after dawn. ”

Mia woke up and chatted with me on the typepad on her phone. In less than an hour, the sky began to turn white. She also began to pack up and took me to the public bathroom at the end of the hallway to wash my face and brush my teeth.

Since she also had to fill out the logbook and hand over, I was waiting for her next to the car smoking a cigarette. After dawn, the aura here is not so chaotic, not to mention the ghost qi, even the yin qi is almost dissipated. It's no wonder that when Miai first came to the store, there was only a faint ghost aura on her body. Before the gate opened, there were many people standing at the door; The funeral parlor uniform is a uniform black suit, while the people at the door are all in a variety of styles; Suddenly, I realized that these were the families of the deceased. There are a few major events in life, what contract is signed, and the neighbor's chick is crazy. What can really be called a thing is marriage and funeral, and death has the strongest sense of ritual since ancient times. Even in ancient times, no matter how poor a person died in his family, he would do everything he could to make the deceased go "beautiful". There are also various farewell ceremonies in modern times, and cremation is an important part.

At this time, the funeral home was also opened, and the staff were busy walking to their jobs. There are also a few monks among them, but these monks are nowhere near as good as the pure one. There is some golden light, but it is almost invisible. At this time, a child suddenly stopped when he passed by me and pulled the adult next to him:

"Mom, this uncle is different from us, his eyes are bleeding."

The adults were stunned for a moment and looked at me; Quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, the child is not sensible." Nonsense. ”

I hurriedly said that it didn't matter, maybe it was just dawn that caused the children to be dazzled. Then retreat to the corner of the room, I don't want to see something, I still don't want to cause some unnecessary trouble. But the child's words were obviously heard by a monk, and he looked at me a few more times, and in the end, even if he gathered the Buddha's power from the whole province to his eyes, the golden light emitted could only be the same as the degree covered by Jing Yiping's body. Probably seeing something, he was startled. Take two steps back and bow to me; That's all that, I can only bow in return.

When Miai came out, we drove her home. When the car passed by the door, I caught a glimpse of Xia Qian standing in the shade of the door and waved at me, since Miai was in the car, it was impossible for me to make much movement. Just nodded slightly, but who knew that he understood, stopped waving, and nodded to me with a smile.

I sighed again in my heart: In this way, the world can indeed be seen on the road of yin and yang. On the bustling Yin and Yang Road, it is often the loneliest that those long-term residents are stationed. The living do not want to stay, and the dead go in a hurry; No one cares about those lonely ghosts wandering on the road of yin and yang; And they go here to watch the past of life and death.

Miai may have seen what was on my mind, and since I was driving, it was inconvenient for her to hand me the phone. But I can hear her thoughts clearly:

Surely he wasn't here for inspiration, or would anyone have volunteered to stay in the funeral home for the night? ’

Is he really not afraid? ’

He just seemed to be greeting someone. But I didn't see anyone at the door. ’

I listened to it and my liver trembled. This girl looks quiet, but her mind is so active. If the few questions she asked before hadn't been cheating, I really wouldn't have wanted to fool the past. I don't know what ghosts are like to other people, at least since I met black and white impermanence, I think they get along quite well. At least they don't have vanity, and they don't have the so-called face.

Originally, she was going to send Miai home, but she said she wanted to come to my store. I thought that anyway, I could let her sleep on the second floor, so I wouldn't grind anymore. After all, the business still has to be done, and a few customers who order paintings will come to the store in the next two days.

I just went back to the store and filled the air mattress and laid out the sleeping bag. I received a strange call, and it was a young girl's voice: "Boss, my grandfather is really gone......"

Alas, it was the little girl from before. I gave her a business card, but I didn't expect her to call me that way. I can only comfort her in mourning. Who knows, an adult female voice appeared on the phone:

"Hey, who are you? Do you have any thoughts about my daughter? I warn you, stay away from my daughter, or I will break your legs. ”

The speed of speech is so fast, I don't know if the mouth is rented by the second. Before I could speak, the phone was already hung up. Put the phone in your pocket, and half an hour later the bell rang again. Or the previous number, press the call button; The girl's embarrassed voice came from the phone:

"That...... Boss, my mom...... She said she was coming back to your store today......"