As soon as Lu Kang's words were finished, the woman's face panicked, and she subconsciously took a few steps back.

Obviously, he didn't expect Lu Kang to recognize her as a ghost.

Before that, whenever she saw someone passing by, she would come up and ask them for money.

However, some people couldn't see her at all, and every time she just got close to those people, she went straight through their bodies.

When the other part of the people with weak yang qi saw her, they would be so frightened that they ran away.

Lu Kang looked at her with interest: "You haven't told me yet, can ghosts use the money of the yang world." ”

He didn't feel the slightest fear, not even surprise.

Because this is not the first time this kind of thing has been experienced.

He can see the door god that the Su family can't see.

Chen Xiao's soul that left his body in a car accident he could see.

He could also feel the manifestation of the statue of the Su family Buddha Hall.

"I can't."

The woman regained her composure, "But I can use the money of the yang world to dream of finding a yin person to send me back to my hometown." ”

Lu Kang glanced at her with some surprise: "Dead in a foreign land? How did he die? ”

"Drug ......"

The woman wiped her tears and said, "I died in Lin City, and Master Xianyou won't let me leave unless I have the help of the Yin people." ”

"Who is the Lord Xianyou in your mouth?" Lu Kang asked.

The woman shook her head: "I can't say, I'll know when you're dead." ”

Lu Kang: "......"

The woman raised her eyes and looked at Lu Kang with resentment: "Little brother, can you lend me some money?" ”

"How much?"

Lu Kang frowned, he had borrowed money from others, and he had lent money to others, but it was the first time he had lent money to a ghost.

"Fifty thousand."

“……”

Lu Kang didn't say a word and turned around and left.

Fifty thousand? He really came with his mouth open, and the cash he had all over his body added up to two hundred at most.

"Wait."

Seeing that he was leaving, the woman hurriedly stopped: "Then can you call my home, just say that I died in a foreign land, let me find a yin person at home to help me summon my soul, and after the matter is completed, I will give you 100,000." ”

Hearing this, Lu Kang walked back again.

No way, he is poor, although he is the son-in-law of the Su family, but he is macho, he never reaches out to ask his wife for money, let alone asks his father-in-law for money, even if he is a teacher, a month's salary is enough to pay some rent at most.

If it weren't for the death of his parents, he sold the property and had some savings left, I am afraid he would have starved to death.

The power of Grandpa Mao, who is 100,000 yuan, is very strong.

Lu Kang looked at the woman with a pleasant face and said, "Say, what is the number?" ”

The woman nodded, and then truthfully told Lu Kang her identity information and home address.

Lu Kang also knew that the other party's name was Luo Jinfeng, and his family was a contractor, and this time he ran away from home because of a quarrel with his husband.

The family is a contractor, so there should be no shortage of 100,000 yuan, right? I heard that the foremen of the contractors are all thieves and have money.

Comforting himself like this, Lu Kang asked uneasily: "What if your family suspects me of being a liar?" ”

"Just tell the kid's dad that I have three moles on my buttocks, and he'll believe you."

Lu Kang nodded in understanding, turned around and left.

Along the way, he always felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

The down-and-out woman glanced at the passers-by beside her who couldn't see her, and sighed faintly.

And at this moment, a layer of black fog that cannot be seen by the naked eye came with the wind.

Slowly walking out of the mist came a woman in a hospital gown.

"Jingle Bell."

An iron chain flew over, and the down-and-out woman was instantly tied up and unable to move.

She couldn't help but look at the woman in the mist with a disgraced face and said, "You...... Who are you? ”

"The Imperial Decree of the Imperial Capital, escort you on your way!" The woman in the fog said expressionlessly.

The down-and-out woman begged bitterly: "Please, don't arrest me, I still have a wish, I want to meet my son......"

"Wait until the first seven times of the day of the calamity to be mortal."

The iron chain contracted, and the down-and-out woman was suddenly pulled into the black mist, and the black mist dissipated in a blink of an eye, leaving no one in place.

……

Lu Kang walked along the street, hoping to find a shop that sold pig blood porridge.

However, after walking for more than half an hour, I still didn't see it, but I saw a small noodle restaurant selling duck blood vermicelli.

He hesitated, but he still didn't hold back his hunger and walked in, the small noodle restaurant was empty, but there were a lot of used dishes and chopsticks on the table next to him, and it seemed that the guests had just left.

The boss is a simple young man who is busy fitting his face with an apron around his waist.

As soon as he saw Lu Kang, he immediately wiped his hands and greeted him: "What do you want to eat?" ”

"Do you still have duck blood fans?" Lu Kang glanced at him and asked.

The young man hurriedly nodded: "Yes, what, come to a bowl?" ”

"Have a bowl, but don't powder, just duck blood, boil it in boiled water, don't put salt and seasonings." Lu Kang smiled.

Youth: "......"

After watching the young man go to work with a strange face, Lu Kang raised his eyes to look at the situation in the store.

The decoration is very simple, the walls on all sides have been painted, and the house is still filled with the smell of disinfectant water, which should have just been renovated.

He stumbled upon a black-and-white photograph hanging in the middle of the wall.

He was an old man, in his fifties, quite thin, but his smile was very kind.

When the young man came over with the boiled "duck blood vermicelli", he noticed Lu Kang's gaze, so he smiled politely: "That's my dad, he just left the day before yesterday." ”

"The old man should have walked peacefully, right?" Lu Kang subconsciously asked.

The young man shook his head: "No, he killed himself by biting his tongue." ”

Lu Kang frowned: "Why can't you think about it?" ”

"I don't know, that morning he went to clean up the garbage pool, and the news said that he found a headless female corpse, and he bit his tongue and killed himself when he was taken to the police station." The young man sighed.

Lu Kang's hand holding the chopsticks stiffened slightly, looked up at the young man, and said with an unnatural expression: "Looking at you like this, you don't look like a professional noodle restaurant." ”

"You guessed it right, my dad died, and there was no one in the family to make money, so I dropped out of school and opened such a noodle restaurant, thinking of making some money to subsidize the family." The youth was amazed.

Lu Kang nodded and stopped talking, just burying his head in eating the duck blood that was cooked that night.

There was a lot of duck blood, and it was also very tender, but Lu Kang was very uncomfortable with it, and tears came down.

After finally eating it all, he got up and looked at the young man and said, "How much?" ”

"You give eight pieces."

Lu Kang said: "Isn't eight yuan the price of duck blood vermicelli?" I'm all duck blood, so it should be more than that, right? ”

"It's okay, I'm closing anyway." The young man waved his hand.

Lu Kang nodded, took a deep breath and said: "I am your father's friend before his death, I borrowed 20,000 yuan from him before, but I didn't expect him to pass away before I could pay it back, I happened to meet you today, I will pay it back to you." ”

"You're my dad's friend? Have you borrowed money from him? ”

The young man was stunned: "Why haven't I heard him mention it before?" ”

"Maybe he forgot." Lu Kang smiled, took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code posted on the wall, and then paid 20,000 yuan and eight yuan in two installments.

Without waiting for the young man to react, he left the noodle shop and hid in the dark streets.

By the time the young man chased him out, he couldn't see Lu Kang's shadow anymore.

……

Lu Kang strolls through the dimly lit streets.

The wind is cold, and the heart is sad.

He didn't expect that he would meet the family of the dead sanitation worker in Qiao Yong's mouth.

Qiao Yong once said that the sanitation worker is a family of four, his wife has uremia and is lying on the hospital bed waiting for money to save his life, the eldest son is in college, and the youngest daughter is in high school.

Now the pillar of the family has fallen, and the eldest son has dropped out of school to open a noodle restaurant to support the family.

Lu Kang took a deep breath, no matter what, sanitation worker, he Lu Kang himself has something to do with the female corpse.

Just one turned into a zombie, and one went crazy and bit his tongue to kill himself.

Why not get hit by a car and kill yourself by biting your tongue? Maybe to hide something.

The 20,000 yuan can be regarded as a little expression of himself.

I don't know how long he walked, Lu Kang found himself in Houjie.

At night, the street is very desolate, and the entire street is almost entirely closed with gates, except for the lights from a few nearby shops that show that the street is not dead, and that there are still living people.

With a cold wind blowing, several pieces of dark paper fluttered in the wind.

After walking a few steps, Lu Kang stopped, raised his eyes and looked at the coffin shop with the door closed in front of him.

He couldn't help but think of the middle-aged man who kept his ancestral craft, but planned to sell his ancestral property to his children to buy a house in the city.

After hesitating, Lu Kang finally took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand and gently pushed the door of the coffin shop.

"Crunch!"

The old-fashioned wooden door makes the sound of a cat meowing.

Actually pushed it away? Didn't latch?

Looking at the dark coffin shop inside, Lu Kang was a little surprised.

Don't lock it, don't plug in the latch, and aren't you afraid of being stolen?

But when he thought that this was a coffin shop in front of him, he was relieved.

Also, who would come to steal such an obscure thing as a coffin, not to mention, no one can steal it.

Although it was dark and there was no light in the house, Lu Kang could see it clearly.

The furnishings in the room were still the same as before, with ten coffins lying horizontally on each side, painted in bright red.

It was quiet.

Lu Kang took the door to stop and go in the store, and every time he passed by a coffin, he would gently touch it with his hand.

He didn't know why he did it, it was just a subconscious act.

When he walked to the coffin on the left side of the innermost, he stopped and reached out and pushed hard.

The lid of the coffin was pushed open halfway.

Lu Kang raised his feet and slowly climbed in, and lay down in the coffin.

Place your hands flat on your chest and slowly close your eyes.

Well, it's very down-to-earth and serene.

Lu Kang felt that if he put another bunch of white chrysanthemums on his body at this moment.

If you place a wreath around the coffin, it will be more ceremonial.

The lid of the coffin slowly closes from the outside.

A wave of sleepiness hit, and Lu Kang's eyelids couldn't control the fight, wanting to sleep.

But he couldn't sleep.

Because he didn't know who had put the lid on him from the outside......