From Yaocheng to Shannan, the most convenient way to transport is to take a long-distance bus, which can be reached in just over an hour. If it was a few years ago, Li Yun could buy three tickets, so that Song Yingying could have a seat, and he, Uncle Li and Song Yingying could easily reach Shannan. Not anymore. Long-distance buses also need real-name authentication, and among the three ghosts, only he and Uncle Li have ID cards, and Song Yingying has not had time to apply for an ID card before her death, so she has never seen what her ID card looks like.

Fortunately, Shannan, a small city, usually does not have much foot traffic. When there are no holidays, there are no people on the two long-distance buses every day.

Li Yun and Uncle Li sat side by side, looking at the scenery outside the window. Song Yingying sat in the empty seat in front of the two, twisting her head and looking greedily at the scenery passing by quickly outside the window.

The last time she came to Shannan was decades ago. Shannan, a small city, is undergoing rapid changes like a big city, but it has no chance to be in the national news. And in Yaocheng, it is impossible to receive local news from Shannan.

When Song Yingying met patients from Shannan in the third hospital, she would involuntarily follow them for a while, hoping that they could say something about Shannan. The hometown dialect that she can occasionally hear will also make her feel more intimate. But in the next second, she would try her best to control her emotions, sneak away and hide in the psychiatric ward, and restrain herself.

She was frightened for decades, and she has been at peace since her death.

If she hadn't been strong-willed, she would have become a demon long ago, entangled with her family, and might have hurt her mother because of the misunderstanding of death.

Thinking of this, hatred rose in Song Yingying's heart, and in an instant, hatred turned into pity and fear.

She had already heard from Li Yun what had happened.

Yu Xingxing, who is the culprit, has been killed by Hei Wuchang and has nothing to do with the case of the Central Hospital, but the young man who committed the same crime was killed by Bai Wuchang.

Li Yun witnessed the whole thing, including the grief-stricken cries of the family members who came later, and he heard it from beginning to end.

Thankfully, there are only two.

Unfortunately, there are two.

At the moment when the young man named Peng Yun was dying, Li Yun saw his trance-like consciousness. Li Yun told the matter about black and white impermanence, and after the three of them left the central hospital, they turned around several detention centers in Yaocheng. Hei Wuchang is familiar with the road, and he seems to know these detention centers in Yaocheng well. Under Li Yun's curiosity, he learned that Hei Wuchang had dealt with the supernatural incident in the Yaocheng No. 2 Detention Center twenty years ago. It is said to be a supernatural event because it is not a haunting, but a gathering of evil breaths, forming a kind of monster that has no mind of its own, but can affect people's minds and make people go crazy and kill people.

The three of them took a good look at the detention center in Yaocheng this time, and they really found a problem with one room. When Li Yun heard the old woman singing, he was sure that this was the detention center where Peng Yun worked. Compared to the cunning ghost in the central hospital, this old woman is crazy and has no concept of evading tracking. Bai Wuchang easily wiped out the evil ghost with a wave of his sleeves.

The three went their separate ways in the detention center. Li Yun watched as the dim white light of Bai Impermanence disappeared into the prison of the detention center.

By the time Song Yingying saw Li Yun, it was already nightfall.

Song Yingying listened to Li Yun's narration in silence and did not say anything for a long time.

is also a ghost, and she has the same feeling as Li Yun. It's just that compared to the enthusiasm that has emerged from Li Yun during this time, the obsession in her heart is not very deep, at least the hatred exceeds the heart of saving people. After understanding what happened, the blow was not as big as Li Yun's, and the helplessness of going with the flow may be stronger. She still had a little dark happiness in her heart, it turned out that there were so many people who were sick and sympathetic to her. She is the only one who has been given decades of leisurely life after her death and finally learns the truth.

The victim was very unlucky, but he was lucky that his case could be solved. Especially among so many victims, there is more than enough than the top. There are so many innocent people who have been killed by demons. Even if it has nothing to do with ghosts, there are unlucky people who choke to death by drinking water, and fall to death while walking, where can they be reasonable?

Most importantly, it was not her mother who killed her.

This is already a great consolation.

Song Yingying thought so, comforting herself and deceiving herself.

She has the same fear as Li Yun, she has also seen Xu Haijun with her own eyes, and the trembling feeling that arises from the deepest part of her soul after just one glance is indelible. But she didn't think carefully like Li Yun, but subconsciously avoided it and didn't think deeply.

"Then she'll be safe......" Song Yingying looked at Fang Xiaotian, who was asleep.

Li Yun nodded, noticing that Song Yingying didn't look at him at all, before he replied.

"That's good."

"You're going home, aren't you?" Li Yun asked again.

Song Yingying did not answer immediately.

She seemed to think again, and as if she hadn't thought about anything, and after a long while, she nodded vigorously and firmly agreed.

Song Yingying followed Li Yun to the small hotel next door to the Central Hospital and met Uncle Li.

Li Yun recounted what had happened.

Uncle Li's attitude was like listening to a story, and the expression on his face kept changing with Li Yun's narration, vivid and lively, but after listening to it, he didn't have any entanglement.

Song Yingying couldn't help but ask curiously, "Uncle Li, aren't you afraid?" ”

When she asked, she was afraid. The question she wanted to avoid was inadvertently asked by herself. It was then that she realized how much she cared about this issue.

How could it not be cared about?

It's a matter of life and death.

Song Yingying did not experience the scene when the underworld disappeared a hundred years ago, but she saw a lot of life and death in the three courtyards. Whether it is dying in the Third Courtyard and becoming a ghost in the Third Courtyard, or dying outside and running to the Third Courtyard to seek reincarnation and refuge after becoming a ghost, this "vibrant" scene and the joys and sorrows behind it have all been engraved into Song Yingying's heart. She was dead, but she seemed to be still alive. The last physical death was so painful that she will never forget it. It was going to happen again about the death of the soul, and just thinking about it made her tremble with fear.

Uncle Li doesn't seem to see this matter that way.

"What do you want to do so far away?" Uncle Li smiled and said slowly, "I read the news every day, and I talk about global warming, nuclear war crisis, infectious diseases in this place, and flooding in that place...... That's too far. ”

Uncle Li is a man who has experienced war. At that time, both those who fought bloody battles on the battlefield and ordinary people living outside the battlefield had to face the clouds of war hanging overhead. Life and death are a matter of thought. This kind of crisis is not the same as the car accidents and diseases that can be seen everywhere in life, but in fact it is the same.

Death itself is the same.

When a person dies, his body becomes a lump of flesh.

The soul has its own place, but it doesn't make much difference.

Uncle Li said it very easily.

He also had fear when he was dying, but it was the fear of unknown dangers, not the fear of "death" itself.

He is also a long time old, and he can accept death a long time ago.

The death he was about to accept at that time was a real, complete death, and he had no idea that there were really ghosts in this world.

"It's too far away." Uncle Li finally said, looking at Li Yun and Song Yingying kindly, "Instead of thinking about those things, it's better to live every day of life well and cherish it." ”

With Uncle Li's thoughts, Yin Shikang didn't think it was a big deal.

It is already a fluke to be able to become a ghost after death and stay in the world for so many years, and no matter how many things there are, these two "old" ghosts don't have the heart to think about it.

"Besides, how can this kind of thing be so simple?" Yin Shikang said again, "The Yu star you are talking about has a little bit of talent to do this kind of thing." It was him, and it was a coincidence, that the story he told was aimed at a dead man and a ghost in order to play a role. If it weren't for that, how many ghosts would there be in the Central Hospital? ”

As a ghost of the "medical system", Yin Shikang knows a lot about the central hospital. This incident made him further understand the strange treatment rate problem of the central hospital.

"After a few years there, it should get better." Yin Shikang crooked the building by the way, "Well, not necessarily." The current professors of Yao Medical University have nothing to do with the central hospital, they are all the directors of the first and second places. ”

There are also some doctors who graduated from Yao Medical University in the Third Hospital, but the basic plate is not a descendant of Yao Medical University. The central hospital was originally regarded as a descendant of Yao Medical University, with rich resources of doctors, but it has gradually declined in recent years. The time coincided with the time when the evil spirits were haunting. I don't know if it's because the evil ghost has affected the luck of the central hospital, or because the central hospital itself has a doctor's resources, which makes it easier for the evil ghost to commit crimes.

Yin Shikang thought about it for a while, and without being reminded, he returned to the topic.

"Anyway, it's not easy. Breaking the four olds can't make everyone give up feudal superstition. Look at the present, you young people still like to engage in a little feudal superstitious activities, what constellations, feng shui, all of them are more familiar than us old men. There are also those who pray to God and worship Buddha. If you go around the ward of the critically ill or those old men and women, there are several bedsides that worship the Bodhisattva. ”

Yin Shikang is exaggerating, but it is true in some places.

In a place like the hospital, more despair breeds more unrealistic fantasies.

How many patients and their families are comfortable accepting their illness and death? Always look for spiritual sustenance, and sometimes this is also an excuse for yourself.

Yin Shikang knew about the disappearance of the underworld. He was not able to meet the legendary Ten Temples of Yama. He hadn't even looked at the city gate of the city. He doesn't have much to expect from the "development" of ghosts, and he doesn't feel fear and despair.

"It's already stolen time, and a few more years is a few years." Yin Shikang finally said.

Li Yun can faintly feel that Yin Shikang and Uncle Li's open-mindedness is not only because they died "late". Indeed, both of them stepped into the coffin with one foot before they died and became ghosts. Death was expected for the two of them, and it was easy to accept. But more importantly, they hadn't seen the evil ghost with their own eyes, nor had they seen Xu Haijun. After listening to the description, I didn't feel the fear that came from the soul firsthand. Only by facing that abnormal evil spirit can you truly understand the meaning of this power.

Li Yun remembered Yi Xin. He now somewhat understood Yi Xin's reaction when he saw Xu Haijun.

Not only oni, but also youkai are affected by this power.

After Yu Xingxing was killed by Black and White Impermanence, Li Yun has not returned to the company and dormitory, nor has he contacted Yi Xin.

He vaguely felt that this thing would trigger a chain reaction, and as the monster side, Yi Xin ...... No, not only Yi Xin, but also Xue Xiaolian and the boss may have other ideas.

Li Yun didn't know if he regretted contacting Yi Xin at that time.

If you don't contact Yi Xin, Xu Hong will definitely be killed by the crazy Xu Haijun. At that time, he was simply unable to subdue Xu Haijun.

You can't have it both ways.

Li Yun had no choice but to press this matter for the time being.

Excluding the key factor of seeing with his own eyes, just listening to Yin Shikang's analysis, Li Yun has to admit that it makes sense.

It's only been a hundred years since the disappearance of the underworld, and there are still people who have witnessed it, and they can tell the story of the underworld. If you push back a few hundred years, those who witnessed it will forget those past events, and the story will truly become a legend, and the fear of the impending catastrophe will not be left at all. Humans are, after all, forgetful creatures.

No, humans aren't just forgetful.

Are there not enough environmental topics that are bombarded in the news every year? Can it be easily forgotten? But is the sea level not the same as rising?

For most people, such a crisis is too far away.

It is the indispensable content of car accidents in the news, bloody pictures scrolling on the TV screen, and how many people can remember the traffic rules because of fear and not take a step beyond the thunder pool?

Li Yun also agreed with Yin Shikang's statement.

As long as death remains, the fear of death and the nostalgia for the dead remain, and the thoughts of evasion, shirk, and unrealistic expectations remain, then ghosts, spells, divination, and feng shui will all continue to exist.

Song Yingying was relieved by this, and the pressure in her heart was also reduced a lot.

The things on the table have changed from worrying about the future situation to her homecoming.

Yin Shikang did not accompany him. He couldn't leave the Third House for too long. handed over Song Yingying to Li Yun and Uncle Li, he was very relieved, but he still couldn't help but repeat his instructions repeatedly.

"When you see your mom and dad, take a good look at them. You've been a ghost for so long, and you know what is important. Don't get too excited. If not, let's separate for a while and take a look from afar. What's the situation, hurry up and tell Xiao Li. Xiao Li, you also keep an eye on her. Sometimes, ghosts can get out of control. ”

Song Yingying and Li Yun nodded together.

Yin Shikang is like a parent who sends his children on a long journey, and today he also sent the three of them to the bus station, watched the car drive away, and waved at them from afar.

From the expectation at the time of departure, the novelty on the way, to the helplessness after the car stopped, Song Yingying's mood has changed several times.

She stood at the door of the Shannan long-distance bus station, looking blankly at the unfamiliar road.

She remembers starting from here......

No, it's not. She didn't start from here. When she went to Yaocheng at that time, she also took a long-distance bus, but the station was not like this. The location doesn't seem right either.

Song Yingying racked her brains to think about whether the long-distance bus station in Shannan had been relocated - the reconstruction was certain, and such a neat and beautiful new station was by no means the small building she had seen back then.

"Do you remember your home address?" Li Yun observed Song Yingying and asked cautiously.

Song Yingying already knew that she did not die at the hands of her mother, and it stands to reason that she should let go of her hatred for her family.

But who knows what's going to happen next?

Maybe watching things change and seeing her parents, she will have other hatreds.

Li Yun didn't think that Song Yingying was a person with such a character, but as a "ghost", he didn't dare to pack a ticket.

The emotions of ghosts are always unpredictable.

As a ghost himself, Li Yun didn't feel this way at all. But old ghosts like Yin Shikang, black and white impermanence, Xue Xiaolian, and Yi Xin have all said similar things, so he wrote them down and was on guard at any time.

Song Yingying shook her head and nodded again.

"The address remembers, but ...... Where do they still live? Song Yingying said timidly.

There was a feeling of nowhere to put in her heart, and she couldn't tell if it was fear or something else.

"Let's go check it out first." Li Yun took out his phone.

He is not familiar with Shannan, and Song Yingying doesn't seem to know the road, so he still relies on navigation to solve the problem, and it is better not to run around by himself.

Song Yingying skillfully reported the address of her home.

The road name and house number that she hadn't said for decades, but she didn't stumble at all when she reported it, as if it was engraved into muscle memory, and she didn't have to think about it at all.

After spitting out the long list of addresses, she was stunned.

"Well, I found it. You used to be able to take a bus here. We took a taxi over, but it was still ......" Li Yun asked Song Yingying's opinion.

The bus is naturally much cheaper than taking a taxi, but Li Yun is not thinking about money.

He felt Song Yingying's helpless heart.

Nostalgia is timid, that's probably it.

Song Yingying didn't know whether she wanted to extend the journey home, or wanted to see the changes in her hometown, so she chose the bus.

The three followed the directions and went to the bus.

Uncle Li, who had been silent, looked at the unfamiliar cityscape in Shannan and couldn't help but praise a few words.

He's like a tourist and he's in a good mood. Li Yun's kind of worry, he didn't have the slightest worry.

Compared with Li Yun, who is young, he has no special ability, but he can judge by experience.

After listening to a few words, Song Yingying couldn't help but answer, "When I was a child, it wasn't so good here. The road is particularly narrow. However, at that time, the road in Yaocheng was not wide, and the road was full of bicycles. Now it's all electric cars. ”

One old and one young chatted like this for a while.

Fortunately, they had delayed some effort at the long-distance bus station before, and they didn't go with those passengers on the same bus, and there was no one near the station, otherwise Uncle Li's action of talking to the air would definitely be eye-catching.

Song Yingying relaxed a little because of this conversation.

When the car arrived, she stepped on the car a little heavier, and made a sound on the car.

The driver glanced sideways, only thinking that it was the voice made by Li Yun and Uncle Li, and disagreed.

Song Yingying stuck out her tongue, quickly slowed her steps, and floated behind Li Yun and Uncle Li.