On the day I left school, I knocked all the relatives in the hospital to death

"Yu Tianyi...Yu Tianyi! Wake up--"

I fell into a dead silence, and my whole body sank, but I heard someone calling my name.

But on the shoulder, it seemed like something was biting me and refusing to let go.

Then, another woman's voice came.

There was a joking tone in her tone: "Oh, the ghost face is coming in, you little follower is hopeless!"

"No matter how much it costs, I will definitely save him!"

The woman's voice turned cold: "Then I advise you that it would be more satisfying to end his life with a knife now."

What...are they talking about?

I groaned in pain and opened my eyes, only to see Zhang Lingchuan covered in blood and looking at me with concern.

"Boss, what's wrong with me?"

He hesitated.

Next to Zhang Lingchuan, stood a woman wearing a cheongsam.

Her face was painted pale and her lipstick seemed to be bleeding, and she didn't look like a normal person.

The woman approached me sadly and said slowly.

"You've been possessed by Ghost Face. It will take over your consciousness within three days, and you will die——"

I was so frightened that she giggled as if the prank had succeeded.

"Boss, is what she said true?"

I immediately turned to look at Zhang Lingchuan, and then immediately picked up my sleeves.

I discovered that I actually had a small mark on my upper left arm.

Look carefully, it’s really a mask with a ghost face!

I suddenly turned pale with fright, and all the strength in my body seemed to have been taken away.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die like this."

His face was also ugly, but he still comforted me.

But the crazy woman in the cheongsam kept clapping her hands and laughing.

"When the ghost mask grows up day by day, you will be dead."

I was upset by that woman, and Zhang Lingchuan finally stopped her: "Okay, Meng Gu, it's time for you to go watch the night."

Upon hearing the word vigil, the cheongsam woman's expression became dull.

Then he turned around and took out a kerosene lamp and walked slowly outside, like a ghost of the Republic of China.

I really want to ask Zhang Lingchuan who this crazy woman is.

But I was immersed in the news that I was about to die, and I didn't have any mood.

Looking around, it’s also surreal where we are.

It looks like a house made of wood, with doors and windows, but there are a few large black coffins placed in the house.

As the old saying goes, the yang house and the yin house are not connected to each other, and life and death have their own paths to return.

But this house feels like people and corpses live together.

Zhang Lingchuan saw what I was thinking and explained to me.

"This was originally a charity house, dedicated to storing dead bodies. It is not surprising that there are coffins in the house."

I am a little surprised.

If we push forward a few decades, there will be charity villages all over the countryside.

However, with the rapid economic development and the rise of funeral parlors in recent years, old-fashioned places like Yizhuang for storing corpses have long since withdrawn from the stage of history.

However, Zhang Lingchuan explained that Yizhuang has its own rules.

As long as there are corpses stored in Yi Zhuang that have not been taken away, someone has to guard them until they are taken away.

After hearing this, I couldn't help but be speechless. If no one came to claim the preserved body for decades, wouldn't it mean that someone would have to keep it here for decades?

Zhang Lingchuan replied to me: "Yes, he is the most disciplined in the world."

I sighed, too lazy to study the rules. I just wanted to know how many days I had left to live.

Zhang Lingchuan took out the liquor from his bag to disinfect the wound, and said to me without raising his head: "Don't worry, you won't die as long as I'm here."

Despite his repeated assurances, I was still gloomy.

"Forget it, maybe dying young is my fate."

Zhang Lingchuan poured the rest of the wine into his mouth, and then threw the wine bottle on the ground.

"I say you are a softie, but you are really a softie!"

"My destiny is up to me. God knows! As long as you don't want to die, no one can ask you to die!"

Affected by his emotions, my eyes became firm.

Zhang Lingchuan has great supernatural powers. Maybe he can really save my little life!

After taking a short rest, Zhang Lingchuan stood up.

He took out a dozen red Mao Zedong cards and a bunch of cosmetics from his bag and put them on the table. I guess it was to thank Meng Gu for the payment.

Then he said to me: "Let's go, let's take them out of the city under the cover of night."

After hearing this, I understood that Zhang Lingchuan was going to use the corpse exorcism technique to send all three corpses out.

The night was slightly cool and we set out on the road again.

Along the way, we were both silent.

It wasn't until Zhang Lingchuan walked in front and slowly shook the bell that he suddenly spoke.

"In fact, on the day I was born, some people declared that I was a disaster and destined not to live past the age of three."

"But look, I'm 23 now, and I'm not living a good life."

Knowing that he was trying to comfort me, I forced out a smile and said, "I didn't realize that you had a rough childhood."

"Isn't that right? In the past, everyone in the village regarded me as unknown. If Taoist Master Xuanqing hadn't adopted me, I might not have known where I died."

It turns out that Zhang Lingchuan was raised by Taoist priest Xuanqing. No wonder Zhang Lingchuan's mood fluctuated so much after the Taoist priest died.

After walking a little further, I seemed to see a street light.

Zhang Lingchuan's voice was not loud and came slowly from the front.

He said that Taoist Master Xuanqing taught him this corpse exorcism technique.

Unexpectedly, one day, Zhang Lingchuan would use this corpse exorcism technique on Taoist Master Xuanqing.

The atmosphere is a little sad.

Zhang Lingchuan seemed to sniff.

I followed behind him silently and said nothing more.

But just as we were about to hit the road, he suddenly stopped.

When I turned my head, I was startled.

Zhang Lingchuan cried, his face covered with tears.

"Taoist Master Xuanqing is like a teacher and a father to me. Now that he has been killed tragically, I will never let it go."

"Lao Yu, I will definitely find out the murderer who killed the Taoist priest. But this road is extremely dangerous. I'm afraid you will lose your life if you are not careful."

He clenched his hands into fists: "After burying the Taoist priest, I will find a way to deal with the things on you."

"When the grimace disappears, you can leave."

I heard that he wanted to drive me away, and even expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Boss, I've agreed to hang out with you from now on, how can you go back on your word?"

"I know I'm a weakling and can't help you much. But that grimace not only killed the Taoist priest, but also attacked me. I have to be counted as a share of this hatred."

As I spoke, my emotions became more excited: "I, Yu Tianyi, am not a weakling, let alone a coward! I'm not afraid of that grimace of Lao Shizi! The worst possible outcome is death."

"Anyway, from the moment you fished me out, I have made money every day of my life."

Zhang Lingchuan looked at me, stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on his face: "Okay! Good brother..."

The future is uncertain, life and death are unknown.

But from the day I followed Zhang Lingchuan, I knew that from now on, my life would belong to him.