The theory of yang fire has been around since ancient times.

Everyone is born with three yang fires, one on the top of the head and one on both shoulders.

Old people often say that when walking at night, if you hear someone shouting your name behind you, don't look back.

Because as soon as you turn back, there will be a little ghost blowing out the yang fire on your shoulder, which is also known as the ghost blowing the lamp.

Ordinary people, if they are blown out of a yang fire, they will be sick and have a serious illness.

If two lamps are blown out, there will be a fear of life.

And three lamps were blown out, I haven't heard of it, someone can survive.

As a living dead, I don't have yang energy in me, but yin energy is extremely heavy.

Therefore, the one I just shot is almost indistinguishable from a ghost blowing a lamp.

The crematorium is a place with extremely heavy yin energy.

Most of the people who work here are hard, and the yang is vigorous, otherwise they can't suppress the yin energy here at all.

The lack of a soul lamp and placing it outside can make this corpse burner sick for ten days and a half months.

But if he continues to work here, it is not impossible for him to fall into some long-lasting stubborn diseases.

I wrapped the human skin and put it away, waited for the burner to come out, and took the small half-bottle of corpse oil he handed me.

Looking at the quantity, I casually asked, "Why is this all there is?" ”

He smiled and held out five more fingers to me: "The rest, five hundred." ”

"Forget it." I saw that it was enough, so I didn't pay any more.

Instead, he reached out and patted his sunny left shoulder again.

"You are not kind, you will die sooner or later." I said with a sneer.

He scoffed: "Who doesn't die?" It's just early and late, don't try to scare me. ”

"Besides, make money, business, don't you eat the dead? Where did the face come from to say me? ”

I ignored him and left the crematorium with the Liu family to take the ashes up the mountain for burial.

When the funeral was over, it was already half past eleven, I returned to the hotel, went upstairs and knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no movement inside.

I felt strange, so I ran to the front desk to ask, and after checking the room number, the front desk told me that half an hour ago, the room had been vacated.

I sighed in my heart, I had a bad premonition, I also deliberately left a note for Zhixi, she couldn't have returned the room early.

"Can you take a look at the surveillance?" I asked.

The front desk called the manager, and the manager was very cooperative in calling up the surveillance.

Turning the time back to half an hour ago, there was a picture on the screen of Zhixi coming out of the elevator alone and checking out and leaving.

"Sir, it is true that your girlfriend checked out and left alone, did she not inform you?" The manager looked at me with his trademark professional smile on his face.

I thought it was strange and asked, "Can you move forward a little further?" ”

"How long?"

"Ten minutes."

For the next few minutes, I stared at the computer screen, afraid to miss the slightest detail.

About five minutes later, a man walked in front of the hotel.

The man was wearing an army-green coat and a pair of torn jeans underneath, and he wrapped himself tightly.

His shoes were very torn, the kind that leaked out of his toes, and there was mud, mud footprints one step at a time.

But even so, the staff is still warmly welcomed, or how to say that it is the most upscale hotel in the county, the service attitude is good.

It stands to reason that people dressed like this are quite common in our not very wealthy county, and homeless people are like this.

If it weren't for his striking features, and where he appeared, I wouldn't have cared too much.

The man had a shiny bald head, exactly the same as Wang Hu!

"Pause." I asked, "Can you zoom in on the picture?" ”

The manager shook his head and said that there was no such feature.

I had to stick my finger on the screen and tell the difference.

At this time, a little sister said: "Oh, this man, I remember, he came to borrow the toilet." ”

"Borrow a toilet?" I looked back at my little sister: "He didn't go upstairs?" ”

"No, he came to borrow a toilet, and in less than ten minutes, he left."

I thought for a moment and asked, "Which toilet did he go to?" ”

"It's the men's toilet on the corner of the first floor, what's wrong?"

"You watched him go into the toilet?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

The way my little sister looked at me, she had a sense of immediacy when she looked at a neuropathy.

"I'll take a look." I got up and went to the men's restroom around the corner.

As soon as I walked in, I smelled a faint scorching smell, like paper being burned, mixed with the stench of mothballs and feces and urine, which was somewhat illegible.

Like a pervert, I arched my nose and sniffed carefully in the toilet, and finally, following the smell, I went to the innermost compartment and pushed the door open, leaving two conspicuous mud footprints on the floor.

It's another hotel that only does superficial work, but it also helped me.

My gaze swept over the paper basket in the corner.

I picked up the paper basket and rummaged up and down, and soon, under the paper basket, I found the yellow charm that had been burned to the ground.

I picked up the yellow charm with two fingers, and at this moment, the toilet door behind me was gently pushed open.

"Sir, are you here......" A waiter's voice stopped abruptly when he saw my move, and the expression on his face was strange and wonderful.

I was calm, and when I put down the paper basket, the half of the yellow talisman shook in front of his eyes, and said, "I'm looking for this thing." ”

"What is this?" He asked me.

"Yellow Fu, a ...... Soul Charms. I glanced at the spell on the remaining half of the yellow talisman and said.

"Soul charms?" The waitman obviously didn't understand any of this.

Without further explanation, I glanced at the water pipes on the walls of the compartment, where there were still some burnt marks.

"How many floors does this pipe connect?"

"All the way to the top of the building, the water pipes in all the rooms on the left half are connected to this."

"That's right." I nodded, knowing everything in my heart.

The man dressed as a homeless man should be Wang Hu.

The water is yin, and the water pipe connects to the room where Zhixi and I live.

Wang Hu took advantage of this to summon Zhixi's soul with the effect of the soul attraction.

It's just that I still don't understand, what is Wang Hu's purpose in doing this?

Moreover, I have been in the village since I was a child, and I have never heard anyone mention it, Wang Hu still has this method, where did he learn it?

When I turned around, I saw the waiter staring at me in a daze.

I threw Huang Fu back into the paper basket, patted his arm and said.

"Go back and tell your manager, I'm fine, I'll go first."

Noticing the expression on the other party's face, it suddenly became extremely ugly.

Only then did I realize that my hands were a little dirty.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to wash my hands." I smiled awkwardly.

After leaving the hotel, I took a nearby bus back to the village.

But when I got back to the village, the first thing I heard was dumbfounded.

Wang Hu is crazy!