"Get up quickly, clean up, if you don't get up, I'll tell the funeral home management about you." I threatened: "There have been a lot of grave robbers stealing corpses in the neighborhood recently, and you got the corpse of a relative that day, who knows where you stole it?" ”

You Yuling's body stiffened: "I want you to take care of it." Just get up, it's troublesome. ”

Seeing her pick up her ass with difficulty, ready to climb out of the warm bed. I walked out the door and went back to my dorm. As soon as I entered the door, I squinted and quickly touched the pistol issued by the detective agency.

On the opposite window, a hole was made in a small stone, and a cold wind blew into the hole. Broken pieces of glass were scattered all over the ground, and I looked to the ground, where a note was wrapped around the stone that had hit the window. The technique is exactly the same as the last warning letter signed by M.

I solemnly unfolded the note, and there was still only one line on it:

Run, last chance. There's a big conspiracy going on against you!

Your friend: M

After reading it, my brow furrowed even tighter. I'm not a good friend person, and now I'm busy collecting items with special abilities around the world to solve weird events, and it's even harder to have friends like a headless fly. M, who claims to be my friend, can't even imagine who she is with my ability to remember.

Yes, she should be the one who writes, not him. I know how to read handwriting, and I can keenly judge the gender of the writer, and in the last note she used a neutral font, which made it more difficult to judge. But this time, M wrote in a hurry, and it seemed that he had encountered a very urgent situation, so the strokes used for disguise were scribbled and there were loopholes. I can even see from a few horizontal hooks that the anonymous person in "504 Horror Parasitism" pretends to be Zhao Yunhan's handwriting.

These two people are actually one.

However, she claimed to be my friend. A friend I don't even know who.

I put the note in my pocket, sorted out my outfit and essentials, and walked out the door. And You Yuling also got up reluctantly. She pouted and stood in the corridor full of cold wind, just washed up briefly, her plain face was as white as a pity, and the soft blow bomb could be broken. Obviously, this guy grew up in a place where no sunlight is common.

"The zombie escaped, today we're going to walk around the neighborhood and see where the zombie has fled." When You Yuling saw me, he explained dissatisfiedly: "Zombies like cold and damp places, so we try to look in the woods or caves. ”

I nodded and walked out of the funeral home with her. Maybe it was more comfortable to work with me last night, she didn't mention letting me run away again, but took the initiative to cooperate with me. Although this girl's head is not enough, it does not mean that she is stupid. Maybe she also saw that I might not be just a funeral home employee. Unlike me, You Yuling didn't plan to ask me anything.

But there were a few questions that I couldn't help but ask her.

"Do you know Zhou Yan?" I asked the biggest question in my mind.

Standing in the cold wind, You Yuling blew into the palm of his hand. Outside the funeral parlor is a large wasteland, which is full of vegetables and fruits.

Instead of answering my question, the girl said softly, "You know what, growing vegetables around the crematorium is taboo. ”

She crouched down and pulled a cabbage leaf from the ground. The emerald green leaves reflected an alluring glow under the Yang Valley: "Plants that grow up eating human ashes that fly out of the nearby incinerator, even if they are edible, are not beneficial." ”

I don't think so: "There are many beneficial elements in the human body that are absorbed by plants as the ashes fly out. It's a good thing for the living. ”

You Yuling snorted coldly and didn't explain again. Instead, he answered my previous question: "I know Zhou Yan, but he may not know me, or even know that I exist." ”

I glanced at the girl and had a vague guess in my mind. Sure enough, the girl's words proved my thoughts: "My father, whose real name is You, is a feng shui master in a small place in the southwest. It's a weird place, there's something that my family has to suppress for generations. Originally, it was my turn to inherit the mantle in this generation, but my father temporarily changed his attention and passed the mantle to Zhou Yan, who had only met once. ”

"I'm very unwilling." You Yuling looked at the sky, the morning sun was not dazzling, but it made her burst into tears: "Why is Zhou Yan?" That kid didn't understand anything. I have been studying spells desperately since I was a child, and my family's feng shui spells have been passed down for thousands of years, from generation to generation, all relying on that weird thing to function. I thought that Zhou Yan would never come back after leaving, but he went back more than ten years later, got my father's mantle, and even took the item with him. ”

Although I had already guessed it, I was still shocked when I really heard You Yuling say it with my own ears: "That item, is it a door?" ”

This time it was You Yuling's turn to be shocked, she jumped back a few steps sharply, and asked in a vigilant voice, "How do you know?" No, who are you? ”

The sluggish girl is only now recovering from her senses. It's strange, how did the boy in front of him know that he was involved with Zhou Yan!

"I also know Zhou Yan. It was because he took away the ghost gate that he followed him here! I sighed and roughly explained the cause and effect: "I have studied the ghost gate, and that thing is too dangerous. In the hands of a teenage boy, it will only hurt him! ”

After listening to my explanation, You Yuling's face eased slightly. She nodded and said, "Yes, although Zhou Yan has been inherited, he doesn't know what the ghost gate is at all." What's the use. It was a much scarier thing than he had imagined. Although the specific reason why my family brought the Ghost Gate to River City 3,000 years ago is no longer recorded, my father once guessed that only in the special geographical environment of River City can the evil spirit of the Ghost Gate be suppressed so that it will not cause trouble to the world. I must bring the ghost gate back and seal it again. ”

"What the hell is going on with the paper talisman on He Yangzhou's head?" I think so. Special items are called special items because they contain unnatural energies that transcend human common sense. The ancients believed that everything that was abnormal made sense, so they followed this rule and placed special items in a place where they could be suppressed. Thousands of years have passed, and now it is the age of technology, and superstition has changed from a neutral word to a derogatory term.

There are many unbelievers, but the terrible things that were originally suppressed have secretly flowed out.

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