The world is so big that there are many things that cannot be thought, seen, and deduced with rational concepts.

Ji Zimo was too tired, and after wandering around Yin Village for a long night, spider webs appeared everywhere in front of him. Not to mention seeing people, not even a ghost, a cat, a dog, or a chicken.

The red house in my impression, the terrible red house, Ji Zimo went.

The Red House stood alone in a large open space, with its sloping lintel, and everywhere it was desolate, especially in the house, which was stuffed with all kinds of weeds.

Despite this, I really didn't feel the eerie and weird aura before, and the entire Yin Village was as if it had been cleaned from the inside out by a detergent, cleaning and expelling all the creatures stationed in the village.

Master, including everyone in the Yin Village, all the night's work has disappeared.

Ji Zimo stood in the mass grave, looking around, the cold wind moved the plants in the static, one by one mounds of soil, the top was covered with a large mud block at the mouth of the bowl, like a row of people with hooked heads and hats, standing there solemnly.

His gaze was fixed on a mound of fresh dirt, the moist gray-brown dirt weighing on the shaking paper money. A simple wooden sign stood there lonely, and he walked over and looked at it: it was written on it; The words of Shi Shunsheng's tomb.

Master? Ji Zimo was secretly startled and hurriedly looked around.

The chirping of birds on the branches disturbed the peace of the morning, in the midst of a joyful shout. Ji Zimo didn't see the master, didn't look at the funeral people, and in the sparse village, there was no smoke and haze from the past, let alone the chirping of livestock and the laughter of children.

Ji Zimo stumbled back to Shi Shunsheng's home.

Once again, I was stunned by what I saw.

What I saw now has changed from what I saw a few minutes ago.

All I saw before was blood, but it wasn't as messy as it is now. Paper money was everywhere, and there were many torn and broken human skin lanterns scattered on the ground.

The lantern cover fell to the ground pitifully, and the lantern shelves were also covered with white nets.

This scene is like the mess left by someone's funeral and no one has come to clean it up.

Ji Zimo knew that a human skin lantern had a wisp of soul, and it was the master who lifted the human skin lantern of Shu Bo's soul, but he also immersed himself in the dark and boundless dark world.

The creatures of the dark world yearn for a place of light. That bright place gave them hope, and they needed a psychic to lead them out of the dark world. Ji Zimo is a psychic, and so is Master.

It was the Master who went to the dark world instead of him, and led the ghosts who were trapped here to the place they longed for.

Ji Zimo's eyes moistened, let the cold wind hit his face, and subconsciously raised his hand, and the tortoiseshell bracelet on his wrist flashed dazzling luster.

He knew that after one night's work, this gloomy village had become a veritable uninhabited village.

Ji Zimo called Su Qingmei, but he couldn't get through, there was no signal here. In desperation, he had to return to the hospital in a hurry, and took Su Qingmei to Yin Village.

Exhausted Ji Zimo stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the gloomy village in the mountain col, the green fields were vast, although it was more than 8 o'clock in the morning, but he did not imagine that there should be smoke curling in the early morning in Zhongshan Village, nor did he hear the chirping of birds.

Ji Zimo hoped that this was a nightmare, and after waking up, everything was still the same.

The Master looked at him with a smile and told him a lot of unfathomable truths about how to be a human being, and told him how the dead were different from the living. Unfortunately, this is not a nightmare, it is an ironclad fact.

Ji Zimo and Su Qingmei returned to City A. He was lucky, hoping to see Master in the unit.

But when someone asked, "Ji Zimo, why hasn't your master come to work yet?" He had to admit that the plot that once appeared in the movie actually happened next to him in reality.

Shi Lin's corpse reappeared in the No. 5 dressing room, and Ji Zimo carefully washed off the frost on his body, checked his skin, and found that it was intact. He still looked smiling, but his eyes were tightly closed.

Master fulfilled the wishes of those ghosts in the Yin Village? Ji Zimo stared at Shi Lin's corpse, hoping that he would appear. After waiting quietly for several minutes, the corpse was still a corpse, and in the dark, he seemed to be far away from this useless skin, and no longer asked about the past.

Cai Xiaolan recovered and came to the funeral home to take one last look at Shi Lin and personally sent him to the incineration room.

Ji Zimo called Shi Lin's guardian to inform him that it was the distant relative, and the other party refused to come to see Shi Lin on his last journey.

Ji Zimo burned the bones of the stone forest, and when Cai Xiaolan and Su Qingmei returned to Yin Miao Village again, what was different from the previous scene was that at the intersection where they entered Yin Miao Village, a barrier and a reminder sign were set up: This place is not accessible.

In the end, Ji Zimo buried the ashes of Shilin in the ancestral tomb of the Shi family.

On the way home, the three of them were solemn and silent, and the taxi driver looked at the three people in the car through the perspective mirror. I wanted to say something, but I didn't dare to break the silence rashly, and let the wheels run over the road to make a rustling sound, and I could only sigh in my heart.

Master's affairs are like a boulder weighing heavily on Ji Zimo's heart. He felt guilty and blamed himself, if he hadn't been willful and self-righteous for a while, he would not have gone to the village in private, and so many strange and broken things would not have happened.

After a month, Ji Zimo was thin and haggard, and finally diverted his attention because of the charred corpse incident, but he unexpectedly received a text message one night.

The text message goes like this; The apprentice's son is well, everything is fine for the teacher, and in order to guide the ghosts out of the cursed land, the teacher has no choice but to be a soul attractor. Draw them to where they should go to have a chance to reincarnate, and what you see and experience is not real, it is an illusion.

The people of the village all died in that plague event, and they were unwilling to die, not knowing that they were dead, and they were still living at sunrise and resting every day.

People who are unwilling to die experience death over and over again, and experience nightmares over and over again. Shi Lin, who was fostered in the house of a distant relative, was a native of Yin Village, and he had to die, because he was also one of the cursed people.

The culprit of the plague incident was Grandpa Shilin's child daughter-in-law, who cursed before she died, cursing the people of the village who would not die well.

My grandfather, Kang Shouli, sympathized with the child daughter-in-law and buried her in the ancestral grave of the Shi family, but this brought unprecedented disasters to the people of Yinqiao Village. I have to be responsible for this, Grandma Shilin is actually dead a long time ago, she is unwilling to be occupied by the soul, and it will not be until I appear to save the souls of the people of the Yin Village from the sea of suffering.

Ji Zimo hurriedly texted back to his master, wanting to ask if he could come back? The text message was back, but there was no reply for a long time. He had no choice but to give up, lying in bed still thinking about the scene of his encounter with the master.

Ji Zimo is in a special situation, he can see things that others can't see. This ability has been there since he was a child, and when he was a child, he could see water ghost children struggling in the water and shouting for help.

He could also see the hanged ghosts dangling from the trees, and their appearance really scared him.

Ji Zimo didn't dare to go out for a while, locked himself in the house, and didn't dare to go. He was afraid of what he saw, of what he would be chased, and of hearing their mournful weeping.

But wherever he died, he could see. In other words, where someone dies violently or accidentally, he Ji Zimo can see "people" that others can't see.

And these "people" either have their heads broken and bleeding, or their mouths are crooked, and they vomit blood, and some have a deep blood on their faces, and they can't stop bleeding, and they call him for help in their mouths.

Ji Zimo saw his grandmother.

Grandma died in that old villa.

He went to look for work, and when he got to the newly renovated building, no one had yet entered. A flash of darkness came from the top of his head, he subconsciously looked up, a very fast falling black shadow fell quickly and saw that it was about to fall on him, he instinctively screamed and jumped to the side, thinking that he had avoided it and secretly rejoiced, but he saw someone covering his mouth and laughing.

He can see what people can't see, and people who don't know think he's insane. A man danced there on one foot, so people laughed.

Ji Zimo didn't feel funny, he looked back at the jumper who fell from the sky just now, but found that the ground was clean and there was no blood and no corpse. He was stunned, and before he could apply for the job, he was taken away as a psychopath.

Second application.

Ji Zimo waited there in order. Suddenly, a pair of hands reached out from the wall, grabbed him by the foot and neck, and shouted for help. Frightened, he tried hard to break free, and instinctively screamed in his mouth.

His abnormal reaction frightened the others, and they all avoided him like a plague. In the end, Ji Zimo was disqualified, and when he walked out of the building, he was still looking at the clear bruises on his feet and neck.

Everywhere he was looking for a job, he encountered strange things, Ji Zimo was distressed, and he locked himself in the house for several days at a loss.

Ji Zimo's matter has become a joke in the mouths of acquaintances, and there is a pity that such a good person can't find a job in a nervous state.

It is also these rumors that have become a bridge between Kang Zhentian and Ji Zimo.

Kang Zhentian works in a funeral home.

It's been half a month in Ji Zimo's house.

On this day, an uninvited guest appeared at home with Ji Zimo's father.

Ji Zimo's father, Ji Mingliang, introduced Kang Zhentian as his old customer, saying that he wanted to come and see the antiques at home.

In fact, later, Ji Zimo learned that the master did not spend less effort and effort in order to find him. Master doesn't like antiques, so in order to see him, he went to Ji Mingming's antique store countless times, bought some to put it at home, and became Ji Mingming's patron after coming and going.

Ji Mingliang disapproves of Ji Zimo being a mortician, and hopes that he will take over the antique shop.

Ji Zimo also tried to go to the antique store, but what he didn't expect was that the antiques in the antique store were not so simple, and every antique had a bizarre story.

Every antique has a lodged ghost. Maybe they didn't have any malicious intentions, they were just staying temporarily, but they were shocked to see it inadvertently.

So, in general, the antiques that are purchased must be purified before they can be worn, and who knows what will happen.

Although these ghosts are not as terrifying as those ghosts trapped in the land of death, they still make Ji Zimo feel unacceptable.

Ji Zimo went to the funeral home with Kang Zhentian. The strange thing is that when he faces these lifeless and cold corpses, his heart is so calm and fearless.

Kang Zhentian did not tell Ji Zimo that he used to be a Taoist priest. It's just that to put it simply, telling fortunes to people is bad for yin morality, so I came to the funeral home to be a mortician.

Master is a Taoist priest? Why can't you just get out of it! What exactly happened to him that he couldn't say.

Di Ling Bell ~ Di Ling Bell. Ji Zimo, who was meditating, was startled by the sudden ringing of the phone, and when he heard the phone from the landline in the living room, he hurriedly got up and went to the living room to pick up the phone.

"Hello? Brother, when are you coming to the old mansion? It was my sister Ji Shanshan who asked.

"Soon, I'll come tomorrow after the last process of scorching corpses is completed."

"Oh." Ji Shanshan replied in a low voice unhappily and did not speak again.

"What? Not happy! When Ji Zimo asked again, the phone was disconnected. He picked up the microphone and muttered depressedly, "Strange." He stretched out his finger and called back.

For a long time, there was no sound on the phone. Ji Zimo frowned, picked up the whole phone and looked at it, and was so shocked that a pair of eyes widened like a copper bell.

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