"Child, since you were born in this Yang family and branded with this name, you will have nothing in your life, and grandma is destined not to be with you all the time, but you alone must remember to protect yourself."

"...... name?"

Name......

A hot sensation on my wrist pulled my mind back from the misaligned mind, and I turned my eyes to the pile of burning yellow paper in front of me, and I didn't know what expression to use to describe the current situation.

This is the bank, and the pile of burning yellow paper in front of me is the 'money' deposited by the people outside the counter. And now this big pile of money is actually burning! That's right, it burned!

What's going on? I'm really a mess in my head right now, and I'm afraid the origin of everything has to start with the customer in front of me.

Ten minutes before the yellow paper burns-

As usual, the banks are always crowded at the end of the month, and this crazy October is no exception. Fantasizing that tomorrow when I open my eyes will be November, I sit at the counter stupidly, ready to spend the last day of the month as always.

After a morning of boredom, after the shift change at the counter, my colleagues all lay down on the folding beds behind the screen to rest, so I was the only one awake in the ten-square-meter room.

The whole room is sealed by glass windows, and only the 'whirring' sound of the air conditioner can be heard.

At noon, the business of the bank became less, and the whole bank was extremely quiet, and a little sleepiness came to my heart, and I couldn't help yawning greatly, greedily enjoying this rare leisure.

But at this moment, a crisp sound of water droplets rang in my ears.

Yes, this is only the beginning of all evil, the sound of water droplets that should not have been heard.

Squeak~Grunt~da~~da~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The sound continued to condense and fall, and I couldn't help but wake up from the initial indifference, and my heart jumped subconsciously, almost instinctively looking around for the sound of water that made me a little anxious.

The sealing effect in the bank cabinet is very good, not to mention the sound of water droplets, as long as the walkie-talkie is not opened, no matter how noisy it is outside, it is difficult to come in.

The surroundings were unusually clean, except for the sound of water dripping that did not disappear, I did not see any traces of exposed water in the entire cabinet. Gradually, I only felt an unknown sense of depression in the whole space, as if I was a little suffocated. The sound of the water became clearer and clearer, as if it had some kind of magic, stubbornly echoing desperately in the confined space.

It's like a clock, and it makes people's scalp tingle.

I fumbled to the various objects on the table in front of me to try to distract myself from my high tension, and one by one, I accidentally knocked over the 'Tupperware' plastic water bottle hidden behind the computer.

The sound of water droplets was suddenly stopped by a stirring in the water glass, but only for a moment, and then it began to go back and forth.

'Is it the sound of water dripping from the condensation of steam on the lid of the cup?'

Holding the warm cup poured on the side table in my hand and playing with it, I was a little relieved to put down my worried heart, looking at the stupid cup in front of me, I couldn't cry or laugh. Water vapor condensed, which was obviously a normal thing, and I was too timid to be bluffed into a cold sweat by this sound.

Playfully sticking out my tongue, I glanced back at the cubicle, thinking that it was good to have a break, otherwise I would have been laughed at by my colleagues in the afternoon.

It's just that it's not over at all, and when I turn my head to throw away the cup in my hand, the water in the cup makes it impossible for me to take my eyes off it.

The 'tick, tick' water droplets continue to fall from the top of the lid into the cup, as if through the non-see-through plastic lid, the whole cup is like a bottomless abyss, and the water droplets are constantly flowing through and falling into the cup. With the same luck as Fang Cai, I continued to stare at the water glass, trying to see through the trick and prove once again that I was scaring myself.

Unfortunately, time passed, and my heart hung higher and higher, and finally my heart trembled again, and I threw the cup out as if I had been terribly frightened.

The water droplets on the lid of the cup have been dripping at a uniform rate in this short period of time, and there is no tendency to stop at all.

'It must be an illusion!' ’

I sat down in my place with a bang, trying my best to calm my panicked thoughts.

'Isn't it just a cup?' Isn't it a cup yet? ’

I patted my chest, suppressed my heart, and got up to pick up the cup that had rolled aside. Look again, where are the droplets of talent?

Sure enough, I was scaring myself again...... What the hell is going on today, the suspicious ones are really a little brainless. Thinking of this, I looked at the cubicle again, trying to make sure that my embarrassment was not seen by my colleagues. Only this time, I didn't get a response, because none of my colleagues who were lying there to rest were gone.

'Bang! Before I could recover from the confusion of where everyone had gone, a face appeared on the glass bezel in front of the counter, the face pressed against the glass was highly distorted, and the two hands were tapping the window closely, like a struggle in the water before drowning.

Is this man crazy? Did you not take any medicine?!

But when everyone was gone, he popped up, and it was like 'hell'!

I looked at the man who almost wanted to smash the bulletproof glass in a panic, and although I couldn't tell my age, I could feel the unexpectedly strong force through the violent vibration of my work desk.

He is wearing a white coat with specifications similar to those of the early years of the Republic of China, and the stitches that were hurriedly made can be seen on the sparse clothes, which is an antique!

The cotton threads were broken and covered with dark red glue paint and pus-yellow stains; As for the face and the exposed skin, it was now a blue-gray, and his face, which was tightly pressed against the glass, had been crumpled into a mess, and only the round eyes were facing me squarely, and the whites of the gray-white eyes were turning and I didn't know what to look for in me.

'Wow! With a bang, my hand accidentally knocked over the stamp pad on the side because of trembling, and dozens of seals fell to the ground at once, and my ears, which were originally not restless, were a little buzzing at this surprisingly quiet time.

I was secretly panicked, and the man's pupils, which were still only the whites of his eyes, turned out a pair of bloodshot pupils, staring at me viciously because of the noise just now!

I was busy covering my mouth, trying to swallow back the screams that were about to come out. Is this really human? The eyes are clearly ......'What should I do?' What to do! I hurriedly lowered my head and pretended to look through my summons, carefully observing his movements.

I still hurriedly sent him away, but now I couldn't get half a word out of my throat. It was as if he was being choked by a pair of invisible hands, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar.

It's getting colder and colder, and my heart can't help but tremble, why are those eyes without pupils red, why do I feel as if I am exposed to wind and snow in those eyes.

Is it really just a whole person who is so realistic? Are you talking?

It's really not your fault that you're pretending to be so realistic, but it's your fault that you're running out like this and being scary.

I pretended to look around, and I couldn't help but look at the neck of his messy hair, and there was actually a hemp rope tied around it. This costume, according to what is written in the book, should be a ghost who was too guilty in his previous life and served in the ghost world.

Doesn't the current show have five-cent special effects, and can you do it yourself?

I forced myself to think that what was just a whole person's routine, and I mustered up the courage to barely pull out a smile, intending to bravely face the miserable situation in front of me. After all, there is no way to consume it like this, there is no one in the entire lobby, if it is really complained because of offending the customer in front of me, then my efforts this quarter will be in vain.

"Sir? What do you need to do? ”

As my voice came out of the banknote slot, it reverberated with the whirring wind. The man's tapping stopped suddenly.

It was quiet and even the sound of the air conditioner could be heard quietly, so I had to subconsciously think about whether I had hit an evil again, and the sound of the bellows was noisy, which made me guess irritably, is this really a ghost?

I shook my head, there are all kinds of strange things in society nowadays, but the four-dimensional and five-dimensional sci-fi image of ghosts is still not boring enough to run to a place like a bank, I must have seen too much suspense recently, and I was cranky.

'Hula, hula' a gust of wind blew the sound of pieces of paper flipping from behind him.

'Wait, when is the air conditioner on?' Even if it's an air conditioner, where does the wind come from in the confined space in the cabinet? Forget about the wind, where did the paper come from! Following the sound of the paper I looked at its place of origin, and was dumbfounded again, and a wad of money on the slot came into my eyes.

The money in the banknote slot gently turned its thin body with the wind, this is not Grandpa Mao! It's a pile of yellow paper and copper coins! If you keep yellow paper in the blue sky and daylight, you can't die well!

'It's going too far! I jerked to my feet, my face flushing slightly.

Even if it's a whole person, there must be a limit, isn't this a clear curse on others?

I wasn't going to confront him any longer, I just wanted him to mess around here, so I put my things in my hands in order, turned around and tried to hide in the compartment inside the counter.

However, the moment I walked into the cubicle, the screen on the surveillance console startled me.

On the surveillance, my colleagues were still asleep on several folding beds at my feet; But in reality, there are still these folding beds, but there is no one ......

I panicked and turned on the monitoring switch, thinking that it was just a machine failure. But the time was normal, all the displays were normal, and I even saw one of my colleagues getting up and drinking water in a daze.

Where am I now? Could it be a different world from them?

The book says that this is like a ghost hitting a wall, at this time my body is still in reality, but my soul is in the gap between people and ghosts, if I don't achieve the goal of blocking my ghost, he will not let me go.

I stiffened and walked back to the counter. He put the neatly placed office supplies back in their original places. If it's really a ghost hitting the wall, then if I don't do business for this guy in front of me right now, I won't be able to get out. Judging by his appearance, he should just have to save these dark papers, maybe everything will change back to the original state after saving.

But how do you get this in? What is the exchange rate? How much is this copper coin worth in the Ghost Realm!?

I swallowed, feeling like it was the biggest problem of my life. After taking several big breaths, I finally swallowed the heart that was in my throat back into my stomach.

I was heartbroken, so I simply used the dead horse as a live horse doctor, 'Isn't it just to save money, I'll save more for him, it's a big deal to put some money into it.' ’

With that in mind, I carefully swiped the slot of money onto the counter.

The accident happened again, and the silver bracelet in his hand didn't know when it became fiery red, and the edge of the bracelet inadvertently scraped the corner of the money. With a whoosh, the spark between the bracelet and the money burned a large pile of paper money mercilessly.

Looking at the flames, my heart fell to the ground.

'It's over...... It's all over...... 'My whole world is collapsing, today must be the end of my world!'

With a shake of my hand, I was so frightened that I crawled to the ground, clutching the hot silver bracelet in my hand, and my grandmother's words suddenly came to mind.

Whether you have nothing or not, a silver bracelet will protect you.

End of memories -

If this sentence is not superstition, then this pile of dark paper in front of me is a threat to me? So the silver bracelet lit it to protect me?

'Smack! Smack! Rumble! Smack! Without giving me any more time, the demon outside saw that the money was burning, and he became furious, and he slammed his head against the heavy glass baffle, making a dull and bloody sound, and a large blood stain smeared on the glass, thick and cloudy yellow pulp with a strong smell of decay.

I didn't bother to look any more, and immediately turned around and tried to escape the bank from the cubicle. Only this time, in the originally empty room, a blurred figure appeared at some point, limping towards me.

There are fierce ghosts in front and chasing soldiers in the back, and this is really the most terrifying scene I have ever experienced. A turquoise spirit in front of me tried to trip me, and I stumbled to dodge, blocking their scratches with a chair, and struggling to make my way to the safety door.

I didn't want to be lucky that I didn't mean to protect me at all this time, a few steps away from the safety door, I tripped over the folding bed, and before I could immediately get up from the pain, a pair of long legs in front of me that were broken and drooping together blocked my way.

It was a woman whose eyes had been gouged out, her feet had been torn from the joints of her ankles, rotting and white bones could be clearly seen in the pitted flesh seams, puddles of yellow pulp falling from her skull on her high heels covered in dirt and dirt, and a few strands of hair had somehow been stained and dripping on my face.

"Ah......h Ignoring the disgusting stench, I curled up and ducked to the corner of the tin cabinet beside me.

After the screaming, I seemed to let go of a little frightened. Now that he calmed down a little, he was surrounded by blue-gray spirits, but only this woman was a real corpse, did it mean anything?

Could it be ...... Resurrection of the dead?

If the bank is connected to the bank, then I must be in the bank of the ghost world now, and although the eyes of the woman in front of me are gouging out, she is wearing clothes similar to uniforms. What was the reason for her severed legs and her head being knocked out?

Could it be that that's what got me here? Is she the one who dragged me away from the real world?

'Click, click......' The footsteps of high-heeled shoes approached from the side of the tin cabinet beside me, and I was about to leave the crack where I was hiding.

'Smack! With a bang, a puddle of yellow pulp struck me again, and the woman stretched out her two palms that were bent at a hundred and eighty degrees toward my neck.

"Get out of here!" As if a shipwreck, I didn't know where I got the strength to push her crumbling body away, and rushed to the safety door, turning around and holding myself firmly against the other side of the door.

I gasped, soothing my pounding heart, thinking that I must have escaped. That's right, the second compartment in front of me was unusually familiar to me, with no spirits, no carrion...... It's just that......

There was a simmering sound of sticky, thick mucus on my toes, and several pairs of dry hand bones reached out of the mucus and grabbed my feet, as if trying to tear the woman in my room.

I clutched at the doorknob and couldn't scream, and the empty cubicle was eerily quiet, as if that was the only thing left in the world. I didn't care to cry, but I tried to resist the dry bones that were dragging me with some strength, but my hands were not strong.

As I was about to be dragged into the slime, there was a 'bang' and the second door slammed open, and a dark shadow burst in from the other end of the door, breaking the dry bone that was grabbing my ankle and dragging me into a bright door.