The car winds along the mountain road, and the occasional street lights on the road set off the road more deep and darker around.

The driver is driving on such a road, and there are people in the car who are okay, but no one is afraid that he will be scared first.

The funeral home arrived quickly.

It closes in the afternoon.

No one is allowed to stay except for the people on duty, and there are only a few lights on in the parking lot, and they are not very bright, just enveloping a small area, and the whole funeral home is so dark that nothing can be seen.

Tonight, there is no moon, no stars, all the light in nature has disappeared without a trace, only artificial lights are still holding on.

The dots and dots do not play any role, and only add a trace of indescribable and unclear weirdness.

"Do you need me to wait here, gentlemen?" said the driver cautiously.

In fact, he is afraid of both leaving and staying, and his heart will be particularly entangled.

"It's not safe on the road, you can wait for us here. Zhang Jianwei and Shi Bing looked at each other, and Zhang Jianwei spoke.

"Okay. The driver nodded.

Zhang Jianwei looked around, but found no traces of resentment, and then shouted to Hey Hi to pass the message.

"Do you smell the resentment?"

"Nope. "Hey, hey

Zhang Jianwei also put his mind at ease.

"You just wait for us in the car, don't open the door when you meet someone else, and treat it as if you don't see it. ”

Zhang Jianwei didn't say this, maybe the driver was better, now Zhang Jianwei said about it, the driver couldn't help but shudder, almost couldn't wait for Zhang Jianwei and Shi Bing to go away, and when they saw the two of them going out of the parking lot, the driver got into the car, locked the door, turned off the lights, and forcibly let himself go, not thinking about those messy things.

To tell the truth, the drivers who run big cars are more or less superstitious, and there are too many things that can't be explained.

This driver didn't know what path Zhang Jianwei and Shi Bing were, and ran to the crematorium in the middle of the night, but the boss arranged it, what else could he do, but now, the north wind outside was whistling, and the more he listened, the more panicked he became.

After Zhang Jianwei and Shi Bing finished explaining, they didn't care about the driver anymore.

Hey hey yelling is curious, but the current grievance exploration is more important, so the idea of teasing this driver is temporarily extinguished.

The door of the funeral home was closed, which was difficult for Zhang Jianwei, with a wave of his hand, the five ghost handling techniques were performed, and the door was already open.

The two of them quickly entered, and looked around with the lights of the green emergency passage on the road.

There is no need to shout, Zhang Jianwei has already discovered the strong resentment around him.

Shi Bing also sensed it, but this resentment is not a share, but countless shares, which should be accumulated over time.

After all, this is a place where dead people and ghosts are attracted and sent, and Mei Hanning also said before coming that this funeral parlor is more of those who died in vain, and of course the resentment is even stronger.

"Hey, do you smell the resentment on Xu Yan and Xiao Jiang?" asked Zhang Jianwei.

"Nope. "It's inconvenient to type, so hey hey yelling try to be as concise as possible.

"Senior brother, let's go in and have a look. ”

"Good. ”

Shi Bing has no opinion.

It seems that from the beginning, Shi Bing didn't have many ideas, and during this time, Zhang Jianwei was making decisions in front.

Zhang Jianwei later discovered that Shi Bing is an honest Buddhist cultivator, he doesn't have so many bends in his heart, he doesn't know how to speak, he doesn't do things, he doesn't take the initiative to think of those things that seem to be a little dirty without reminding, and his mind is pure, like a new life.

Zhang Jianwei didn't know if the monks of the Fuji Pavilion were all like this, or if this Shi Bing was a little special, but when he thought about it like this, he couldn't understand Yunhe's arrangement more and more, what could he get from himself for such an honest man?

The funeral home is very simple, there are several auditoriums for the farewell of the body and the like, and then there is the crematorium, the morgue, the utility room, the mortuary, and the toilets and staff quarters.

The whole funeral home is boxy, the crematorium is at the back, there is the crematorium on one side and the morgue on the other, the two ends of the division, and then the other things are lined up in the middle.

In fact, for Zhang Jianwei and Shi Bing, the external environment is purely visual, and it is difficult to scare them.

But after walking around, the two of them were still a little uncomfortable.

It's not that I'm scared, but when this funeral parlor arrives at night, it is full of weirdness, and most importantly, it is indeed full of strange things.

For example, while walking, suddenly a white and chubby paper doll ran in front of the two of them.

The paper doll was crying and running, the crying sound was so ugly, incomparable, Zhang Jianwei was a stick in his hand, the paper doll was still running halfway, and the next second it was exploded by Zhang Jianwei.

For example, walking well, a paper figure with five yards and six strange drawings reached out and grabbed Zhang Jianwei's trouser leg, Zhang Jianwei was taken aback, and then he couldn't help it, and his feet were stomped on a mess.

Shi Bing seemed much calmer, looking at these demonic things next to him with a dark face, and while chanting compassion and mercy, he smashed Huanglong one by one.

Whenever you walk by, there is a pile of confetti on the ground.

There are a lot of such strange things along the way, and Zhang Jianwei has broken a lot, but the system has not reminded him once, as if these things are not complete ghosts, not even resentful spirits, and the lowest level of one hundred points of righteousness is not there, really, I have worked hard for so long, I don't give a hundred points, and I am thin.

Later, Zhang Jianwei gradually discovered that the prototype of these things should be the local paper people used to worship the dead, maybe there is some saying, anyway, there are a lot of piles here, some of them look old, and the colors on them are a little faded.

These things are contaminated with resentment over time, and the meaning that people give them, it was originally to burn the dead as cattle and horses to serve people, for a long time, in some specific times and environments, you can move forward, if the time is long enough, maybe it will become a refinement, but now, it is a larger carrier of resentment, and it is to listen to a sound, which has no meaning.

The funeral home quickly walked around and found nothing special.

Even hey, he didn't smell the same resentment on Xu Yan's body here.

turned around, the strange little things didn't fight, the powerful one didn't, the surrounding was full of resentment, entangled, and it was impossible to tell which one was which, for Zhang Jianwei, it was all black.

was checking, Mei Hanning sent a message over, saying that Lu Lei's last body farewell ceremony was held in this funeral home, and the location was in the No. 2 small hall.

Zhang Jianwei No matter how Mei Hanning found this information, now that everyone is in the same boat, he must have done his best to help Zhang Jianwei and Shi Bing.

"Hey, do you have any special discoveries, don't talk about these ordinary grievances. Zhang Jianwei asked.

Hey yelled and stopped aside, took out his phone, thought about it for a while, and began to press it.

"There used to be a ghost around here, it doesn't seem to have been around for a long time, but the resentment is very heavy, much stronger than these resentments that are about to dissipate. ”

"Do you know the exact address?"

"The fullest place is in the second auditorium. ”