In the middle of summer, the heat and humidity do not subside even at night.

The cacophony of cicadas in the trees is even more disturbing.

But a park surrounded by this woods, but extremely quiet and shady-

Los Angeles Cemetery.

At this moment, in an inconspicuous corner, a young man is sneakily observing the epitaph on the tombstone one by one.

Finally, he stopped, slowly squatted down, picked up an apple from one of the tombstones, then took a bite, took out his phone, turned around and took a picture of himself nibbling on the apple along with the tombstone.

Satisfied, he then sent the photo to someone in his contact list, along with an emotional voice:

"Stupid! Frame me for stealing, okay, satisfy you, fucking fucking directly at your mother's grave and steal your fucking tribute! ”

After doing all this, he didn't leave in a hurry, but simply sat on the grave and swiped the video, waiting for a reply.

Sure enough, within two minutes, a voice message that lasted more than a minute came.

Because the other party was too anxious and emotional, the whole paragraph was like rap, and he didn't hear what the other party said, so he understood the last sentence - "Jiang Kai, you really damn it!" ”

Although he was scolded, Jiang Kai's face was about to laugh.

He likes to see this kind of clown jumping to his feet in a hurry.

If it weren't for consulting a lawyer, digging graves is illegal, he would have even planned to take a photo with the urn.

When he was a baby, Jiang Kai was abandoned outside a small temple and was adopted by the old abbot of the temple.

But facts have proved that no matter how innocent a child is, there may be a crooked day.

Until last year, when the old abbot heard Jiang Kai shouting to a pilgrim, "The poor monk is destined to be compassionate, and the poor monk is destined to pity you", he finally couldn't bear it anymore, vented the anger of King Kong that had been accumulated for ten years, drove him down the mountain, and informed him of his surname, and returned the token printed with the word ginger to him.

Jiang Kai, who came down the mountain, had no education and no work experience, so he had to go to the funeral home as a temporary worker with enthusiasm, and his job was to help the funeral master help tidy up the corpse, put on makeup and sew wounds.

Although the salary is not high, it is more than enough for one person to feed the whole family without starving.

Until a few days ago, after the farewell party that was originally normal, a family member of a deceased who passed by him found him, saying that he had stolen something and stole a ring worth tens of thousands of yuan from the deceased.

No matter how Jiang Kai explains, it's useless, it's not easy to put on surveillance and body searches, anyway, the other party always has a new explanation, and in the end, not only the other party's family thinks so, but even the leaders of the funeral home are suspicious and let him rest at home for a few days.

Although Jiang Kai has never gone to school, he has seen all kinds of people as early as when he was a monk in the temple, and he can be regarded as a personal essence, knowing what this kind of thing means, he is just a temporary worker, not to say right or wrong, just the impact of this incident on the funeral home is enough to make him roll up and leave.

In order to prove that he was bold and careful, he carefully classified all the corpses according to the degree of damage to the corpses, and handed over a flow construction design plan, which was in exchange for this precious opportunity, and now if he loses his job because of this kind of thing, he will never accept it.

Lying in bed in the middle of the night, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so Jiang Kai took a taxi to the grave of the deceased who had been buried and ate the tribute.

The goal was achieved, and the depression of a few days was swept away, Jiang Kai felt a lot more comfortable, and put the apple he had bitten back in front of the monument.

"Auntie, it's not for you, today on the 14th, I'll give you an apple 14, if you don't make it, go home at night and ask your son."

After saying that, he got up and patted his trouser leg and prepared to go home to sleep.

But at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the originally peaceful cemetery.

It was obviously June, but the biting cold temperature brought by this gust of wind made Jiang Kai have the illusion of standing naked on the mountain on a winter night.

He couldn't help but shudder and frown, because behind the tombstone, a woman appeared at some point who was bowing her head and sobbing.

She was wearing a bright red wedding dress, kneeling on the ground, her head bowed, and her face could not be seen clearly.

Jiang Kai was a little puzzled, he remembered that there was no such person when he came, could it be that it was an angle problem, blocked by the tombstone, so he didn't see it all the time?

Although he was expelled from the temple, for more than ten years, if he had not been touched by the Buddha nature at all, it would be impossible, and when he encountered this kind of thing, he would still instinctively want to see if he could help if he could.

Therefore, Jiang Kai stepped forward generously and comforted softly: "Crying so sadly, are there dead people in your family?" ”

Hearing this, the woman slowly raised her head mechanically.

In an instant, Jiang Kai frowned, only to see that the woman's eyes were extremely empty, literally, they were two pitch-black and deep black holes!

Two lines of blood and tears lingered from the corners of his eyes, dripping on the ground, turning into a puddle of black water in an instant.

Jiang Kai touched his head in embarrassment, feeling a little guilty for his recklessness: "I said, it turned out to be a blind man, no wonder he cried behind the tombstone, you tell me who died in your family, I will take you to find the grave, don't cry other people's homes, the fat water does not flow to outsiders, do you know?" ”

While Jiang Kai spoke, the woman was in a daze.

She has lived in this cemetery for a hundred years, feeding on the evil thoughts and resentments left by freshly buried people, which is not weak, but often the more powerful the existence, the more subtle things can be felt.

The man in front of him obviously exuded a strange aura, ominous and evil thoughts lingered around him, and it was just the tip of the iceberg that leaked out, and she was completely unable to move.

Just by looking at it, the woman's eyes felt a pinprick like a tingling pain, and blood and tears flowed.

Which thousand-year-old ferocious transformation came out of the micro-service private interview?!

Looking at the stunned woman, Jiang Kai, who couldn't wait for a response, was also a little impatient, and shrugged his shoulders: "Forget it, it's up to you, but I still have to remind you before I leave, your behavior of crying for others in front of your own dead is not a kind of NTR, although it is not illegal, but it is immoral." ”

The woman was horrified to find that she didn't know if it was an illusion, but when Jiang Kai said this, the looming dangerous aura around him was a little more.

And the evil thoughts that have been secretly absorbed over the years on weekdays are actually shrunk in her body at this time and do not dare to move, as if she is firmly locked, which also means that she is not even as good as an ordinary person now.

Knock, knock, knock...

Just as Jiang Kai had left for some distance, and the woman was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a crisp knocking sound came from not far away.

Jiang Kai was in a trance, and subconsciously turned around.

Before I knew it, I hadn't heard this familiar voice for more than a year.

Following the sound, a middle-aged monk knocking on a wooden fish and wearing a monk's robe that had been washed white but still clean, appeared in the field of vision.

His legs moved slowly, but the speed was not slow at all, almost just a flash of effort, and the monk actually crossed dozens of meters.

He looked at the woman who had obviously been greatly impacted, and smiled:

"Let the poor monk overtake you."

Without waiting for the woman to react, he hurriedly knocked on the wooden fish, and threw a vajra bowl casually, covering the woman between the lightning and flint, and I don't know whether the vajra has become bigger or the woman has become smaller, in short, when the dust settles, the vajra has returned to the monk's hand.

The whole process went smoothly, and there was always a compassionate smile on the corner of the monk's mouth, all of which seemed so light to him.

This made Jiang Kai, who was watching the play on the side, amazed, and couldn't help but ask out loud:

"Who is playing so handsome? Which hill are you from? ”

The monk obviously didn't notice that there was another person next to him, and he was startled, and the wooden fish almost fell to the ground without holding it steadily.

But he quickly managed his expression and looked at Jiang Kai kindly: "Donor, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, just one glance, his eyes were round, almost jumping out of his sockets.

As if he had seen some incomparably terrifying scene, the monk took a few steps back and leaned on the tombstone behind him, pointed at Jiang Kai, and shouted in a broken voice:

"Ho... What... Where is the demon!? ”