Chapter 8: To Die or Not to Die?

"Brother Jun! You're a ground burial master! I don't do anything else every day, I just deal with the dead, don't I? Hurry up and talk to it! ”

"I'm talking, I! Have you ever seen a cat demon who wants to talk to someone! Who else said I was a ground burial master! ”

I can see this stinky boy, and now that everyone is in trouble together, this kid wants to get out by himself, and he wants to sell me directly.

I was very angry in my heart, and I couldn't help shouting at Wang Ermazi: "You stinky boy already knew that something was wrong from the beginning, right?" Otherwise, why would you give me this and not give it to your cousin! ”

Wang Er Mazi cried out: "Does it make sense for you to care about these now!" And I'm not thinking about you yet! I know that there are many people in this Hong family...... Ahhhhh——!!h Brother Jun! Here it comes!! Here it comes!! ”

Wang Ermazi's voice stopped abruptly halfway through speaking, and then he began to retreat in fright. I felt a chill down my spine, and an indescribable chill came over me.

At this time, the exclamation of the Son of Heaven also rang out.

"Zhang Jun! You kid! Get out of the way! ”

I turned my head to talk to Wang Er Mazi, but I didn't notice the abnormality, but Wang Er Mazi, the stinky boy, saw the whole process, his eyes widened, and he ran faster than a rabbit after being stunned, and ran in a straight line towards the door.

I subconsciously turned my head, but I smelled a rotten fishy smell, and my eyes were black and red.

Looking closely, I found that at this moment, Juanzi's face, which had turned into a strange cat face, was almost face-to-face with me, and the foul smell was all inhaled into my nose by me, and the rotten smell was extremely pungent.

"Little mongrel...... I want your dog's life——!! ”

A terrible meow sounded, and I turned my head to run, but I felt a chill in my back, and then a sharp pain in my heart.

I couldn't help but let out a scream, and I ran to the side in panic and instinctively, but soon a powerful impact came from behind, and I felt that my bones were making a miserable scream at the moment of impact.

Then, as soon as my eyes went dark, I lost consciousness immediately.

It's over, it's really fucking over this time.

I knew what I was up against—the cat demon, the real goblin.

I remember that when my grandfather and father were alive, they once told me that the dirty things in this world, commonly known as ghosts, are divided into three categories.

One is the soul, when people do white things, they have to wait for the first seven, and when the night of the soul comes, the dead will come back to see their relatives for the last time - and the ghost in this statement is actually the soul.

The soul comes from the living beings, and all the living beings in this world have souls. And this soul is separated from the human body and inherits the consciousness of the person, so the soul that the normal dead person turns into is not actually a dirty thing.

Although the soul is no longer human, it retains the consciousness of human beings, and when they are not polluted, they are basically the same as when they were alive.

And the peculiarity of these souls is that they usually don't know that they are dead.

Before they were alive, the things they were most concerned about in their hearts would become their last wishes, and when they fulfilled this last wish, they would automatically follow the ghosts of the underworld to reincarnate.

However, not all souls are formed by normal people in this way.

And the other situation is that the guy who has done all the bad things in his life and even carried human life is very likely to be unable to normalize his soul after death.

There are also those who are killed before their yang life is exhausted, die unjustly, and end up with themselves, all of them are the types that cannot be normalized into souls.

And what is born in these people is the real dirty thing - ghosts.

These ghosts will have malice towards the living, and this malice comes from resentment. At first, these ghosts do not have the ability to harm people, but after wandering in the world for a long time, they will become lonely ghosts.

Between heaven and earth, there is a kind of aura, and everything in heaven and earth needs the nourishment of aura, but this matter cannot be explained, and it has not been scientifically certified.

These lonely ghosts have their own consciousness and are manipulated by resentment, knowing that they must avoid the ghosts of the underworld, so the probability of surviving is much higher than that of souls.

At the same time, after they absorb enough heaven and earth aura, they will begin to have the power to harm people.

The ghost is strong and weak, and the key to the difference between strength and weakness lies in the resentment that the ghost has, the stronger the resentment, the more aura it absorbs, and the more difficult it is to achieve his last wish.

Even if you are not a descendant of a burial master like me, you should know a little bit about ghosts.

However, there is another kind of dirty thing, and it is also the most dangerous one-that is the cat demon that I was unlucky enough to run into this time.

If I knew that the Hong family would encounter such a cat demon when I came back, I wouldn't have come even if I gave me 100 million.

The reason why the cat demon is terrifying, and the lonely soul and wild ghost are no longer on the same level compared to it, is because the cat demon belongs to the category of "monster".

Youkai, that's something that even the burial masters have a hard time dealing with. Even Taoist priests, mages, and monks, these highly specialized professions, are very tricky to deal with monsters.

Because, youkai and oni are completely two different concepts.

Ghosts come from the soul, are born from the soul, and are another form of the soul.

But youkai, from the moment they are born, are fundamentally different from ghosts - from the beginning, they have their own entities.

This creature does not belong to a human being, nor to an animal, it is the third kind of being—they are beings who really need to nourish themselves by killing living beings.

I remember that for most people, except for those who are the top demon slayers, the most thing for most people is to seal and limit their range of activities, and it is almost impossible to really get rid of them.

What's worse is that the ghosts of the underworld don't care about the monsters. Because for the underworld, youkai are not souls born after death - they are also a kind of creatures, alive, but half dead and half alive.

By the way, zombies also fall into the category of yokai.

Therefore, after the yokai die, there will be no soul, and there will be no reincarnation. To be dead is to be dead, and it will disappear from this world directly.

Anyway, I should have let this cat demon scratch hard in the back just now, because I now feel cold in my back, and there is a sharp pain all the time.

It's just that maybe I'm bleeding too much, and I want to open my eyes and run for my life, but a sticky feeling of burnout eats away at my brain and prevents me from doing so.

Gradually, the darkness in my mind seemed to start a wave of waves, and I felt as if I had turned into a small speck of dust, and I couldn't resist being sucked into this wave.

Is this what it really feels like when you die? Didn't you say that there would be a flashing of marquee before death?

It's all a lie, damn it, where is there a gorgeous marquee, I feel so uncomfortable that I'm about to vomit.

As the consciousness distorted and dissolved, the body seemed to begin to melt little by little like ice cream.

It's terrible, I lamented in my heart. If I could, I would never experience the feeling of dying a second time.

When I thought that I was really going to die, I was depressed.

It was unfortunate to be born in this kind of underground burial master's family, and my relatives all passed away early, leaving me alone.

It's okay to be despised by others, disdainful is despised, taboo is taboo, then you at least let me eat this thing?

But what? Don't say it's a mixed meal, this earth burial master, if you don't get it right, you will have to break your life and cut off your grandchildren! What kind of curse is this, it's too vicious, I'm damn it!

I don't know what kind of reaction Xiaoxiao will have after I die-I have a girlfriend, a childhood sweetheart, named Cheng Xiaoxiao. I've been in love since high school and haven't broken up until now.

And now seeing that the two of us have reached the age of talking about marriage, the future mother-in-law is a stinky old woman who has lost money and doesn't know how to appreciate my character at all, and I am short of money in my life!

Unless I can come up with a fortune that will satisfy my future husband, otherwise, my marriage with my girlfriend will probably be blocked by my future mother-in-law's risking her life.

Alas, fuck, I just realized how tired it was to be alive. Men are more tired.

But I think I still have a bit of a conscience - because if I were a future mother-in-law, I don't think I would want to marry my daughter to such an unlucky person.

Forget it, forget it if you're dead, it's a hundred times dead, I hope you will die and have a good baby in the next life.

And just when I was disillusioned and gave up completely, a thunderbolt flashed in my mind.

A white light, to be exact, as if it was about to split my pitch-black consciousness in two.

After that, I seemed to hear a myriad of voices—so many voices that it was like falling into a pile of thousands of people talking about it, and I couldn't describe the feeling.

The sound is getting louder and louder, like a little bit of a twisted volume. In the end, I was swallowed up in this noisy ocean, and as the white light became more and more abundant, the dark ocean in my mind was also instantly washed away.

And when I slowly opened my eyes, I found myself standing in the hallway.

Looking down, I found myself intact, and hurriedly glanced at my back - it was safe and sound, not even a mark.

“…… Damn, weird, what's going on? ”

I muttered in dismay, my mind full of fog, this was the first time I had encountered such a situation.

But before I had time to think about it, I looked up and saw a closed door.

And the moment I saw the door, I felt as if my heart was being clutched by a hand—it hurt to the bone, it was suffocating.

I looked around in excruciating pain, and then I realized that this seemed to be a small hospital - not some kind of specialist or outpatient clinic, this place ...... I remember seeing it.

Here, it is the abortion hospital.

Moreover, as soon as you look at this simple and dirty configuration, you know that it is from the Putian system.

The reason why I know this kind of place is not because I brought my girlfriend to do the abortion, but because I brought my friend's girlfriend here to do it.

When I was in high school, I had a buddy who played very well, but that kid was good at everything, but he didn't have a sense of responsibility and was very timid.

Then, the kid irresponsibly left the seed on his girlfriend. It's not hard to guess what happened next, right?

That's right, this kind of seed blossoms and bears fruit, and the girl's belly is getting bigger and bigger day by day, to the point that she can't hide it.

But the kid dropped out of school - yes, because of this, he dropped out of school and went to work in the field with a group of fox friends.

I know that this kid has a bad family background, worse than me, and is the type who has to borrow money for food, and it's not incomprehensible.

But, after I got to know this girl, I found out that her family was worse off than my buddy.

Seeing that people were living miserably, and her parents swept her out of the house after they found out, I couldn't look past it, so I told my buddies about it.

As a result, my buddy found her an abortion hospital - very similar to the one I see now, the atmosphere is very gloomy and uncomfortable.